Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

After entering the gate, what caught Zuo Ye's eyes was a five-meter-high, at least a dozen football field-sized empty... room, let's call it a room.

There are no decorations in the room, just a few boxes in the corner, rows of various firearms and cold weapons, a few tables, and a few instruments that look like projectors for unknown purposes. .

Qin Jiu came to a table and sat down: "For operators and intelligence personnel, there are only a few aspects that need to be paid attention to. One is melee ability, including fighting skills and the use of daggers, etc."

"I have personally experienced your melee combat ability before, so I don't need to test it again. I just want to remind you that although your physical ability is excellent, your skills can be said to be in a mess."

"You need to learn some skills from scratch. There is an instrument for training melee skills over there, and there are instructions next to it. You can practice when you have time. Although it will take a lot of time to start from scratch, in other words, it will be very easy to improve. quick."

Zuo Ye glanced at the projector Gin Jiu was pointing at. Although he didn't quite understand why that thing could improve his melee combat skills, he still let out an "oh".

"The second point is stealth technology. I have seen this too, and you have already accomplished many... feats with it. Although I don't quite understand how your technique full of loopholes is achieved, I also know I won’t ask too much, and I can go there to practice if necessary.”

Zuo Ye took another look at the projector that Gin just said could improve fighting skills.

It doesn't matter if that thing can improve fighting skills, but can it actually improve stealth skills?

"Oh."

Qin Jiu frowned suddenly: "Are you only able to answer?"

Zuo Ye blinked his eyes, thought for a while and replied: "Yes."

Gin was silent for a while, and for a moment he didn't realize Zuo Ye's answer. Did it mean that he really could only say oh, or that he could say yes in addition to oh.

"The third point is close range shooting."

Qin Jiu wisely skipped that topic, instead got up and walked to those instruments, Zuo Ye followed closely behind, watching the other party operate for a while, there were more than a dozen figures in the empty room.

"Oh, this is it?"

Zuo Ye stepped forward to touch one of the men in black in novelty, but his palm passed through the middle of the other's body, bringing out a snowflake.

"Projection technology?"

"Ah."

After Qin Jiu signaled Zuo Ye to come back, he suddenly drew his gun and fired continuously. In less than three seconds, one magazine was emptied by Qin Jiu. Twelve bullets passed through the heads of those figures and disappeared one after another. , and what turned out were twelve humanoid silhouettes standing side by side.

These twelve human figures seem to represent the twelve people projected just now. A red dot can be clearly seen on the head of each silhouette, and a "death" mark is on top of the head.

"Oh……"

Zuo Ye exclaimed again: "Awesome, in less than three seconds, all twelve shots are instant kills?"

If it is someone who has really learned about shooting, it will be very clear to most laymen that the parts that are hit by bullets will die immediately in the eyes of most laymen. In fact, they will not die immediately after being shot, but It is the consciousness that will still remain for a while.

Just like many experiments have shown that when a person's head is chopped off or his heart is pierced, there are often a few seconds before he truly loses consciousness.

Therefore, the instant kills used by veterans will only aim at two places, one is the back of the neck, and the other is the T-zone, also known as the extension tunnel, or the almond, which requires the accuracy of aiming and shooting very high.

Of course, there are also many powerful bullets, the kind that can directly blow out a hole in the body, and the requirements for accuracy will be much lower, but that still depends on the gunner's control over the gun.

After all, the greater the power of the firearm, the more difficult it is to control the accuracy of aiming, which can be regarded as a double-edged sword.

In addition, whether the enemy will make other counterattacks because they did not die immediately depends on the individual. Many people will directly lose their fighting ability due to pain and fear even if they are only hit in a non-fatal part.

Finally, if you just want to kill the target, then the requirements for the hit part will be much lower.

For example, the famous Mozambique shooting method, that is, two shots to the chest and one shot to the head, seems to be close to the so-called supplementary knife, but in fact there are certain differences.

Because its main purpose is to make the target unable to be rescued even if he receives medical assistance in the follow-up-it can effectively expand the enemy's death to injury ratio.

But no matter what, Gin Jiu's shooting technique of instantly killing 12 people within three seconds is definitely considered extremely terrifying, at least this is the first time Zuo Ye has seen it in two lifetimes—perhaps because of his short-sightedness.

"Come and try."

Qin Jiu didn't express any opinion on his results, he just changed the magazine and threw the gun to Zuo Ye.

Zuo Ye caught the gun, and after operating the instrument somewhat unfamiliarly, twelve men in black reappeared.

This time Zuo Ye did not hold the gun with one hand like the previous two shots, but held the gun with both hands and aimed carefully.

"start."

"Bang bang bang..."

The flames continued, Zuo Ye put down the gun, looked at the projection interface in front of him, and couldn't help but slowly typed a few points.

Of the twelve humanoid silhouettes, only three have red dots on their heads, and the other six are on the neck, shoulders, and chest.

Zuo Ye carefully scanned back and forth twice, and finally confirmed that among the twelve figures, only nine were hit.

This also means that Zuo Ye still missed the target with three shots.

"..."

Gin on the side was silent for a moment and couldn't help asking, "How dare you take a gun that night?"

What Gin was referring to, of course, was the night when Zuo Ye had just obtained the passerby cap reinforcement and went to support him and vodka.

Zuo Ye had a rare temper that time, picked up a gun and acted as if he was going to attack Qin Jiu if he didn't agree with each other.

At that time, Qin Jiu saw the situation and thought that Zuo Ye should be very confident in his close-range shooting skills, but in the end...

Chapter 129 Gin: What kind of outrageous speech is this?

That's it? ? ?

Not to mention mediocre, it can be said that it is so much better than beginners.

Even if it is just a beginner with a little talent, after two or three days of practice, he may not be worse than Zuo Ye.

Where did he get the courage and confidence to hold a gun?

Zuo Ye was also a little embarrassed. In fact, his marksmanship was really not that bad.

Although Zuo Ye didn't think he could compare to the pervert Qin Jiu's performance just now, at least he should still have the level of a small master.

Zuo Ye's shooting was taught by an old policeman who had retired for a long time in his previous life. Although the training time was not long, he practiced day and night for more than half a month, not to mention the practice later on. Of course, it is not bad. .

Even now with the blessing of this abnormal body's dynamic vision, it should be regarded as very good.

But the real problem with this shot was that Left Field failed to hold down the gun.

Of course, this refers to serious pressure guns.

And the reason why he couldn't hold down the gun despite his good shooting skills was simply because... this body was too weak to control the recoil without wearing the special attack suit.

"Forget it, anyway, you don't use the gun very much anyway, so it's up to you to decide whether to practice or not."

Qin Jiu frowned: "The original fourth point is long-range sniping, but I think your short-range shooting skills are not much better, so I won't take you to test it. I still have tasks and I will leave first." , practice here by yourself."

"Good lord Gin."

Zuo Ye watched Qinjiu leave, and then excitedly continued to try again.

Although it was a bit embarrassing just now, this kind of realistic projection shooting practice is much more fun than any online shooting game.

After groping for the instrument, Zuo Ye even discovered a mode that can simulate actual combat. The scene can be switched arbitrarily, the weapon can be selected arbitrarily, and the number of enemies can be set arbitrarily.

It is simply an alternative Sword Art Online sao!

……

Zuo Ye, who played the game all night, slept until dusk the next day. If Mao Lilan hadn't called him, he might have slept until some time.

It was no big deal for Mao Lilan to call Zuo Ye, just to inform him that there was an exam tomorrow.

Well, the midterm exam.

Come on, he is a core member of a dignified criminal organization in the left field, and also serves as the envoy of justice, Mihua Hammerman, and the leader of the largest unscrupulous organization in Tokyo. How could he waste energy on a midterm exam?

Besides, the timeline of this world is jumping up and down. It is said that the exam is tomorrow, maybe it will be winter tomorrow...

Zuo Ye suddenly fell silent.

This logic doesn't seem right.

Although the timeline of this world is wrong, the only one who will be affected by this is Zuo Ye himself, and everyone else is still normal.

In other words, although tomorrow may jump for a few months, as long as someone tells you what day tomorrow is, then tomorrow will definitely be what day it is.

... Forget it, it doesn't matter, anyway, missing a test is not a big deal.

next second.

"Drip, the system task has been triggered."

[Please complete this mid-term exam, you can get 47 reinforcement points if you complete it, the remaining time of the task—59:59:[-]].

Zuo Ye: "..."

Abba, aba aba.

Zuo Ye sighed and lay down again, it didn't matter, anyway, all the system required was to complete the exam, and it didn't say that he had to pass or what.

The lake is over.

So Zuo Ye came to the school the next day staggeringly with a pen.

"Senior, senior!"

Zuo Ye glanced at Suzuki Sonoko, who was waving at him a few classrooms away, and then looked at the class in front of him, wondering if it was because he hadn’t come to school for a while and didn’t even know the class, Suzuki Sonoko shouted again road.

"Come here senior, you are in the same examination room as me, just sit behind me!"

...Tsk, it's so troublesome that even the mid-term exam has to be divided into exam rooms, although the school in my previous life seemed to be like this.

After scratching his head, Zuo Ye shook his head towards Suzuki Sonoko, and was arranged to sit in his seat without asking any questions.

"How about senior, did you review last night?"

Suzuki Sonoko turned the bench and chatted with Zuo Ye.

But Zuo Ye snorted perfunctorily: "Review? Who can review a decent person? Are those who review a decent person?"

What's more, Zuo Ye hasn't even studied it, so how can he review it?

"Ah? Then you're not worried about failing the exam?"

Suzuki Sonoko said worriedly.

Failing a course... Zuo Ye was a little surprised that this nightmare that had plagued him for many years in college would reappear in high school.

The neon student's nightmare started too early.