[Comprehensive] I have a special case-solving skill

"Hey, Zero Sauce, let me tell you—our school has planned a lot of activities this time! Not only the food street, but also live performances from the music department, live portrait painting from the art club, dance performances from the dance club... ...There are also haunted houses, animal and plant exhibitions...yes! There will be a fireworks display at night!"

Tsukimi Sakura walked through the food street with great interest, counting with her fingers.

Remembering that she was still a member of the art club, she teased Rei Furutani:

"Do you want a portrait of Zero-chan? If I draw it, it will be free—"

"No need—Sakura's better to have breakfast first."

Jiang Gu Ling walked forward with Tsukimi Sakura: "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"I want to eat rice made with zero sauce."

She touched her deflated belly, and sincerely missed Zero's loving breakfast, lunch and dinner.

"Even if Sakura's words are just flattery, I'm happy."

Jiang Gu Ling smiled and stopped in front of a small shop: "Crepe—Sakura, do you want to eat it?"

"It's not flattery."

Tsukimi Sakura talked to Zero-chan and handed the change to the owner:

“Two crepes, thanks”

"Sakura?!"

"Squad leader?!"

The squad leader Tsuruta Maki, who hadn't seen him for a long time, took a meaningful look at Tsukimi Sakura and Furutani Rei:

"Sakura came with the neighbor's 'brother'..."

"Yes, yes."

Her smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

Judging by Tsuruta's expression, she must be thinking wrong!

"Have fun~"

Tsuruta Maki put two crepes in Tsukimi Sakura's hand.

She still wanted to explain something, but it seemed like she was trying to cover up.

So Tsukimi Sakura didn't say anything.

Leaving Tsuruta's shop, she took a bite of the crepe angrily.With a little force on his elbow, he touched Zero who was shoulder to shoulder.

"Why didn't Zero Sauce clarify—"

She glared at him.

"But your classmate said I was your 'brother next door', isn't that true?"

Zero's smirk made her really want to pinch his face and slap him hard!

It's best to rub this bad smile away too!

"Sorry, Sakura is so cute, I can't help but want to bully her."

Jiang Guling leaned forward slightly, licking off the cream at the corner of her mouth with his fingers.

The girl's puffy look reminded him of a kitten he found in the grass when he was a child.

It seems that strangers should not be close to each other, but in fact, he likes the touch of him and Jing Guang very much.

There will be a "grunt" and "grunt" sound in the throat, and the tail will shake slightly happily.

Really angry when being teased, he will meow with teeth and claws, but never stretch out cat claws.

Oops, what if I want to see Sakura get angry?

"Hmph... I'll just pretend to be zero sauce and praise me..." Tsukimi Sakura took another bite of the crepe.

Cream with chocolate sago!

"boom!"

"Amazing--"

"Ten rings..."

After a loud noise, countless voices of discussion fell into her ears.

Tsukimi Sakura found the direction of the sound, her eyes lit up:

"Hey, Zero-chan, let's go to the shooting club venue!"

Since her family's financial situation has always been between poverty and wealth for the past 16 years,

Tsukimi Sakura didn't have the opportunity to get in touch with the hobby of shooting a gold-swallowing black hole.

Excitedly, she ran into the shooting range, chose a super-cool-looking pistol, pointed it at the target, and pressed the trigger.

"boom!"

After the bullet flew out, she was shocked by the strong recoil and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Furutani Rei was right behind him, and he supported Tsukimi Sakura in time.

Looking at the bullet again, it completely missed the target...

"puff"

I don't know who couldn't hold back the laughter, and then, laughter of various timbres echoed in the shooting range.

Tsukimi Sakura leaned against the gun dejectedly:

"I really don't understand this at all..."

"Zero sauce, you can teach..."

She turned her head to ask Jiang Gu Ling, and a humanoid vest came from a distance.

"Do you need compulsory teaching?"

Okiya Subaru walked over with a smile: "I spent a lot of time in the shooting club when I was in college, and I still have some experience in shooting."

Humph, don't think I don't know that your shooting is trained by Aihubi!

You, a full-level sniper Shuichi Akai in a graduate student's skin, actually came to the shooting range of a high school festival to bully people in a novice village!

Thoughts are limited to thoughts, actions last month Sakura nodded without hesitation: "Okay, please, Mr. Okiya—"

Fugu Ling didn't expect it, he just thought for a moment,

Sakura was abducted by that nasty FBI.

He who came from the police academy can shoot naturally, but 'Amuro Toru' can't.

In order to balance the three identities, he often reminds himself not to do things that do not conform to his identities.

Even after knowing that Rye was not responsible for Jing Guang's death, Jing Guang reappeared in front of his eyes.

But he still thinks that the FBI is so upset!

It's nothing more than wandering around in this country...

And Sakura!

Actually followed that guy!

It's exactly the same as the heartless kitten who got food and ran away!

Jiang Gu Ling followed without thinking.

He was just worried that the FBI would be bad for Sakura.

That's right, that's all.

"To learn to shoot, you must first understand its structure."

Akai Hideichi erected Tsukimi Sakura's gun, and patiently taught her to recognize the parts:

"Gunstock - can increase the stability of the gun."

"Magazine—it is a feeding device, and many beginners will not be able to tell the difference between the magazine and the magazine."

……

The cognitive structure was not too difficult for Tsukimi Sakura, and she quickly memorized it all.

Akai Shuichi stared at the girl who lowered her head to load the magazine.

She chose a sniper rifle not much shorter than her.

From the looks of it, it's an imitation of □□.

The girl was still the same girl, but his state of mind had changed.

Tsukimi Sakura heard Akai Shuichi say: "The sniper rifle you chose is a fake imitation, and its recoil is too big for you."

"Then change it."

She graciously picked up another, smaller gun.

Akai Shuichi was speechless for a rare moment: "This is... a Chicago typewriter."

"typewriter?"

Tsukimi Sakura suspected that she had heard it wrong: "Is this type of gun called a typewriter?"

"No, its official name is the Thompson submachine gun, so named because of its high lethality and the sound it makes when it fires like a typewriter.

But its range is not too far. "

"Let's ask Okiya-san to help me choose."

Tsukimi Sakura resolutely gave up and chose.

She didn't particularly want to learn how to shoot with Shuichi Akai.

But there is one thing I have to contact him as soon as possible.

——Those '□□' who were imprisoned in the underworld a few days ago.

In the end, Akai Hideichi chose a sniper rifle that suited her body type.

"Next, pay close attention to my movements. By the way, is your eyesight up to standard?"

"I don't need glasses like Okiya-san."

Tsukimi Sakura couldn't help but feel weird.

No, no, how can this be considered yin and yang?

Just a little joke.

"it is good,"

Akai Hideichi laughed, he bent down, took the girl's hand in his palm, and placed it in front of the scope.

'Okiya Subaru' has thin calluses on his palm.

There is no doubt that it is left over from years of gun use.

There is a small hard thing on the shoulder,

Tsukimi Sakura suddenly realized that it was his Adam's apple.

There is warm breath flowing in the neck.

It was Shuichi Akai, his jaw resting on her shoulder.

Ahh... do you need to be this close to learn how to shoot?

Suddenly regretting...

I wonder if Teacher Judy is here?

Can I invite her to teach...

Thinking wildly in my mind for a while, a male voice suddenly rang in my ear, drawing back Tsukimi Sakura's attention:

"Concentrate."

"Oh well"

She focused on the distant target.

His finger led hers to pull the trigger.

"boom!"

The rubber bullet hits the bullseye.

"It's really a professional"

Tsukimi Sakura's whispered exclamation obviously couldn't escape Akai Shuichi's ears—it was still such a short distance.

"In San Francisco, it was you—"

"Hmm, it's me."

Her nonchalant expression did not attract the attention of others:

"That's a strand of my soul, which is usually stored in the talisman paper,

When I encounter danger, I will wake up the main body. "

"...Thank you, Sakura."

He no longer politely called her 'Miss Yuejian' or 'Classmate Yuejian'.

But everyone calls her Sakura, and she is quite used to it.

"It's okay, it's okay—I can't bear to see classmate Shiliang sad."

Tsukimi Sakura fired another bullet:

"Those who attacked you were caught by me. I asked something out of their mouths. Find a time and let's talk."

"Words always fall short of gratitude, and I think you'll like this."

As soon as Akai Hideichi finished speaking, Tsukimi Sakura's cell phone rang a money transfer prompt.

She put down the gun and picked up the phone, and was dazzled by the string of zeros on the screen.

The transfer was initiated over the weekend, so it didn't arrive until today's business day.

"Aka... Mr. Okiya... Is this too much?"

She turned her head with difficulty to meet his gaze.

"This is... a part of my personal operation funds allocated by..."

Akai Hideo smiled: "Take it with peace of mind."

"You guys are really rich."

Tsukimi Sakura silently put the phone back in her pocket.

is not that right?

Oil and the dollar --

In other words, who has more funds, the FBI or the CIA?

In the evening, Tsukimi Sakura received a text message from Hiro.

he is off from get off work! ! !

She put down the gun without hesitation, stepped on the balance car on the side of the road and rushed towards the school gate.

There are also many exciting activities at night, how can we go to see it without hiro? !

"hiro!!!"

Hiro looks so young in casual clothes! ! !

No, he was very young!

Wait—where's Jingguang Maomao's whiskers?

How can a cat have no whiskers——

Finding that her gaze refused to leave his face, Zhu Fu Jingguang touched his chin:

"Did Sakura want to ask where my beard went?"

"Uh-huh!"

Tsukimi Sakura nodded frantically.

"Well, because grooming takes time.

Unexpectedly, the colleagues in the First Search Section are so busy..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed.

Jing Guang actually sighed!

Tsukimi Sakura thinks of Mihua—and even the astonishing crime rate in Tokyo, and suddenly feels sympathy.

Hiro must be tired after going to search a lesson!

"Let's not talk about that, Hiro, let's eat some sweets to replenish energy!"

Thinking of the delicious crepes she ate in the morning, she went straight into the food court.

"Two crepes! No, three!"

Hiro worked so hard to eat one more!

"Ok."

Squad leader Maki Tsuruta looked at Tsukimi Sakura and Momoku Kagemitsu with a smile on his face:

"But, Sakura—how many good brothers do you have?

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感谢在2022-07-1808:54:45~2022-07-1909:44:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Qingu washed 50 bottles for me;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!