[Conan] Days at the Distillery Technical School

Tomo Fujima has a sniper.The character that the hand should have: perseverance, endurance and strong psychological quality.There are specialties in the art industry, and some people are just not born to be actors.And logically speaking, which action group an organization member belongs to is fixed, and intelligence personnel generally don't do sniping.hand, snipe.Hands do not sneak into the task.

But Tomo Fujima is a special case.

"Don't force the little girl." Belmode pushed the long blond hair to the other side, and then lit the cigarette.

"She has excellent secret breaking skills." Qin Jiu explained the reason calmly.

Therefore, no matter how poorly Fujima Satoshi's infiltration mission was completed, Gin Jiu insisted on training her.

If Fujima Satoshi knew what happened here, she would definitely fight Gin Jiu desperately.

Because next she will face the devil training that makes her headache so much that even ibuprofen can't relieve it-Belmode's disguise sneaked into the cram school.

Two days later, Tomo Fujima was called to the organization's safe house, and started her two-day "summer camp cram school" in a daze.

The blonde beauty in front of her looked her up and down and opened the wardrobe.

"Your mission is to pretend to be the secretary of the mission target—" Belmode started teaching from the very first appearance disguise, "Let's start choosing clothes."

She thought about it, and took the red shirt and miniskirt.

Belmode: "...Put the miniskirt back and choose again."

What career does she think of as a secretary?

"Now disguised as the mission partner's wife—"

Fujima was puzzled: "Is a wife a profession? Do wives have specific clothing requirements?"

Belmode choked: "..."

It seems quite reasonable.

When it was time to teach makeup, Belmode noticed that the curly-haired girl had a weird expression, so he asked, "What's the matter, what's wrong?"

Tomo Fujima pondered for a moment: "False eyelashes block the line of sight, and the whole face feels uncomfortable."

The tone sounded particularly aggrieved to Belmode.

The blond beauty smiled: "Be patient, okay?"

Almost all Japanese women don't wear makeup, which is almost a kind of etiquette in Japanese society, especially for women in the workplace, and some women are even not admitted in interviews because of makeup and high heels.

"Honey, why didn't you find a job after graduating from college?" Belmode asked while teaching her makeup.

According to her IQ and ability, she is a talent that no company can refuse.

Fujima Satoshi replied: "As you can see, I didn't wear high heels or make-up. I just entered the interview room and before I could say anything, I saw three or four interviewers frowning at me. I slammed the door and left on the spot. gone."

It's fake, it's all fake, it's made up, even if she goes to the interview in pajamas, the company wants her, she thinks.

Belmode, who originally wanted to test her, suddenly fell silent for a moment.

It seems that the Japanese workplace is really terrible for girls.

The movements of Belmode's hands were a little softer: "I won't force you to put on makeup, but when you go out on a mission, you can barely bear it, huh?"

She nodded: "Of course."

If you can't even endure as an undercover agent, that would be embarrassing.

During the demonstration of manners and movements, Belmode was very relieved to find that this newcomer was indeed as Gin said, and he would be able to do it after one demonstration.

"I like you a little bit." Belmode smiled and crossed his arms, "But..."

She put down her arms and walked over: "There is something wrong with your eyes."

It is undeniable that Fujima Satoshi's demeanor and movements are soft when they should be soft, flattering when they should be charming, and tough when they should be tough, but a pair of eyes betrayed her.

It was a pair of sniper.The hand's eyes with very strong focus, being stared at by these eyes has the illusion of being stared at by a predator - even when there is no killing intent, just looking at others in a normal way.

"Looked at me affectionately," Belmode said.

Fujima Satoshi did.

"Don't be so cold, be more enthusiastic."

... This is not a passionate love at all, it is a wolf-like love at all.

"Invite me to dinner tonight and give me a wink," Belmode changed his approach again.

Fujima Satoshi did.

... Those eyes seemed to be saying "wait for you~" instead of "wait for you!".

As long as you don't look in the eyes, it is a perfect disguise, and looking in the eyes is a performance without soul.

Belmode walked out of the house and called Gin.

Gin quickly rushed over to check the results, and rarely said "yes".

Belmode has been biting a cigarette and holding back her laughter, which made her tears almost come out. She reached out to take the cigarette out of her mouth, exhaled, and said with a smile: "Xiaozhi, now you treat Gin as a guest, look Let him do it again."

Fujima Satoshi is acting as a waitress in a restaurant. She has been performing without a physical object just now, and now she needs a counterpart.

"Would you like beer, wine or beverage?" Fujima Satoshi asked.

Gin looked at her, and felt a sense of disobedience the moment he touched her eyes.

Those were a pair of predator's eyes, firm, cold, and fierce.

Fujima Satoshi is a natural killer. In essence, she is the same type of person as Gin Jiu and Zhu Xingda.

Qin Jiu didn't speak, he looked into her eyes steadily, thinking about what to do with her.

Belmode smiled and put his hands on Tomo Fujima's shoulders: "Okay, there is no need to perform."

Fujima Tomo took out beef strips from his pocket, and listened to the assessment results while eating.

Qin Jiu looked away from the beef jerky in her hand with a blank expression: "...wear a pair of glasses, and squint your eyes when you're pretending."

Squinting eyes + plain mirror.

Gin's imposing manner is very intimidating. He wears a hat all year round and has long bangs, the purpose is to cover those eyes that make people feel frightened. He has a deep understanding of concealing his eyes.

Sure enough, Satoshi Fujima, who wore thick-rimmed glasses and consciously squinted his eyes, looked much softer.

Gin proposed the next assessment item: "Mistress."

Belmode couldn't hold back her laughter again, she raised her hand to flick her bangs, and smiled jokingly at Teng Jian: "I'll teach you now."

She happened to be standing next to Gin who was sitting, so she put her arm on Gin's shoulder, her wrist was hanging down, and her index finger and thumb gently pinched the collar of his coat. The provocative and provocative performances were performed vividly, and it can only be said that it is worthy of the actor Sharon Wynyard.

Gin didn't like being touched by others, so he frowned and stood up from his seat.

Fujima Satoshi watched Belmode's demonstration calmly.

Belmode walked over to her and smiled: "Will you see it? Be my mistress."

Standing next to the curvaceous blond beauty is squinting eyes wearing thick-rimmed glasses.

——This is the ultimate pull step.

Who is whose mistress? !

How can squinting eyes with thick-rimmed glasses act as a mistress? !

Fujima Satoshi still didn't take off the thick-rimmed glasses she used to cover up, she stood motionless, suddenly frowned, raised her hand to caress her temples, there were bursts of sweat on her forehead, and her face became pale .

Gin's expression changed.

He knew that this little crispy skin would not only faint from hunger, but also suffer from headaches due to the consumption of too many brain cells.

Just as he was about to call for a stop, he saw her trembling slightly, almost falling down——

Belmode stretched out his hand to support Tomo Fujima, she didn't know Fujima's congenital headache, and asked a little helplessly: "What's wrong?"

"Headache..." Tomo Fujima gripped Belmod's clothes tightly and replied in a low voice.

Belmode looked at Gin, who was already on the phone.

You won't be fed any medicine, will you?

Belmode himself was the test subject who was fed the drug, and when he thought of this possibility, his heart suddenly picked up. He stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and gently rubbed her curly hair.

Feeling her touch in her arms, Tomo Fujima hugged Belmode tightly, then suddenly moved his face up, made a fake kiss on her cheek, opened his eyes, and reached out to pick it off. He took off his thick-rimmed glasses, raised his eyebrows and smiled at the blonde beauty: "You have been tricked, honey!"

Belmode was stunned, and stared at the curly-haired girl in his arms with wide eyes.

Those focused eyes looked at her with a smile: "Why, don't you like it?"

……mistress.

It feels quite similar, but it doesn't feel quite like it.

In the end, Satoshi Fujima barely passed the disguise assessment.

She explained to Belmode very sorry: "I'm sorry to deceive you, but I do have a headache."

Belmode chuckled and said, "Do you think I will pursue you?"

"Pursuant to you", she cast her eyes into the distance, "but there is someone else!"

Enduring physical torture, who doesn't like a smart and hardworking child?Belmode smiled and lit a cigarette, not to mention that he would come up to him for a kiss and a hug.

There was indeed someone else who pursued her.

Gin Jiu took Fujima Zhi away with a hostile attitude.

Qin Jiu was really nervous for her just now, and even called someone to bring painkillers, but when he turned around, he found that she was faking it.

"Heh." Qin Jiu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, sneered.

Satoshi Fujima, who was sitting in the back seat, lowered his head and said nothing, quietly took out chocolate candy from his pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth.

Gin glanced at the rearview mirror, and stretched out his hand: "Snacks on my body."

Fujima Tomo hesitated for two seconds, and reluctantly handed over all the chocolate and beef jerky in his pocket to Gin.

"I advise you not to be that idiot of 'Wolf is coming'." Gin's voice was cold.

The wolf is coming! ——The wolf is coming! ——The wolf is really coming, believe me!

Fujima Satoshi was silent, and she replied sincerely: "I know I was wrong, and I promise I won't do it again, thank you, Gin."

Gin snorted coldly, and threw the painkiller brought by vodka to her.

Fujima Satoshi caught it.

The Porsche drives quietly on the road.

When we arrived at the training ground, before getting off the car, Fujima Satoshi asked: "So, can I return my snacks?"

"Take it yourself." Gin closed the car door expressionlessly.

This kind of small crispy skin, sometimes think about throwing it away.

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