Chapter 36 This kid Matsuda has been good at tearing down homes since he was a child.
A steady stream of gunfire rang out in the shooting gallery. Standing at shooting position No. 7, Fujiwara Yuu had calmed down to block out all the sounds around him, as if he had entered his own world.
Aiming at the center circle of the gun target, his only target was here. When he calculated the designed position, he fired five consecutive rounds without hesitation. The recoil made his shoulders feel a little sore, but fortunately the result was very good.
"Hey, Fujiwara-chan, did you secretly register as a member of some shooting club? Hitting the bullseye with all five shots is awesome!" Kenji Hagiwara teased while not forgetting to put pressure on Rei Furitani, who was behind Fujiwara.
, the ending tune rose and said: "You have to work hard, Xiao Fangtani, I'm giving Xiao Fujiwara twenty delicious sticks! If you don't work hard, I will lose everything, and I will lose everything."
Rei Fukutani stared speechlessly with his half-moon eyes, wondering why he and Fujiwara had become the betting objects in the gambling board again. Before he could say anything and choked back, Onitsuka Hazo, who was standing behind the two of them, couldn't sit still.
, roared loudly:
"Now it's shooting training! Why are you laughing and joking? Hagiwara, your passing score has been raised to eighty rings. If you are missing one ring, you can go run laps on the playground for me!"
Hagiwara Kenji couldn't help but was stunned. He frowned in confusion. Instructor Onizuka really walked without making any sound. His resentful eyes drifted towards Rei Fukutani who had noticed all this but didn't remind him. Hey, there really are no classmates.
Love, no classmates love me.
"Fujiwara, you have a good touch. But you have to remember that there are people outside the world. Some of your seniors got full marks in the first test shooting, that is, they are shooting geniuses who hit all twenty bullets!"
Hearing what instructor Onizuka said, Fujiwara Yu raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise. You must know that shooting is not that simple. Being able to achieve such results in test shooting can indeed be described as a genius. Because he knew that he could achieve such results.
The standard is due to the archery training he received since he was a child, so the senior who is always on target is the real shooting genius.
After hearing this sentence, Datehang, who was slightly weaker in shooting, turned around excitedly and asked:
"Instructor, is the genius you mentioned just now shining brightly in the Investigation Class? He must be a very great criminal policeman, right?"
Onitsuka Hazo thought of the "genius shooter" who gave the search class a headache and pressed the brim of his hat helplessly. His face looked a little embarrassed and he said slowly:
"That's not true. He has resigned and now seems to have opened a detective agency in Yoneka Town."
Hearing this, everyone was quite surprised that there would be someone who would choose to be a private detective instead of being a police officer. You must know that private detectives are a gray profession that cannot be promoted.
Moreover, today's detectives are different from those in TV dramas or animation works. Their usual job is to investigate extramarital affairs and the like. They often cannot receive criminal cases, and they will not even take the initiative to get involved in public prosecution cases to avoid personal safety.
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Fujiwara Yu tilted his head. He suddenly remembered that the world he was in now was called "Detective Conan", so the status of detectives in this world was very high?
So since he is so tall, why haven't he found the famous detective named Edogawa Conan until now? It's not like he hasn't been born yet, right?
What he didn't understand was that he shouldn't get into trouble during shooting training. He calmed down again and raised his hand to look at the gun target in front of him. After hearing the shooting instructions from instructor Onizuka, he started shooting again.
"Tsk."
Forty-nine rings, the last shot did not control the jitter of the muzzle, causing the ballistics to go upwards and not within the ten-ring range, which is a pity.
After four rounds of shooting, the best results of the two groups were extracted. Fujiwara Yu passed the first shooting training test with a perfect score of 100 rings. He reached out and gave Rei Furitani a high-five and said with a smile:
"come on."
"Yes, I will."
After finishing the practice, Fujiwara Yuu was a little idle. He simply looked around to see the shooting level of the people who participated in the second round of testing. In the first round, Rei Yutani shot a good result of fifty rings.
As for Hagiwara Kenji, who was under double pressure, he sighed helplessly after shooting five shots. Because except for the first shot that hit the ninth ring, the other four shots were like a child who ran away from home, getting farther and farther away, so that the total score was only three
Ten rings.
After seeing this, Onitsuka Hazo could not help but remind him:
"Hagiwara, if you don't adjust your mentality properly, you will be ready to run around."
"Hey, instructor, you are really not cute at all. You don't comfort me at this time, but you also remind me what the punishment is. It's really the annihilation of humanity."
Onitsuka Hachizo rolled his eyes and walked aside, not wanting to talk nonsense with Hagiwara at all.
Fujiwara Yu retracted his gaze and looked at Matsuda Jinpei on the side, only to find that the gun target was clean and there was no hole in it. He stepped forward in confusion and asked:
"Matsuda, the first round of shooting is over, why don't you shoot?"
"What a long-winded guy! Didn't you see that I missed all the hits?" Matsuda Jinpei himself felt speechless, but he was sure that it was definitely not his shooting ability that was the problem, but that there was something wrong with the revolver in his hand.
"What's wrong Matsuda, are you having trouble shooting because you usually like to fight?" Onizuka Hazou stood behind and joked. It was not easy to find an opportunity to choke Matsuda. Naturally, he would not give up this time.
Chance.
"Are you sure this gun has not been dropped? Revolvers are the most resistant to being dropped." Matsuda Jinpei frowned speechlessly after hearing this. He pushed the gun body clamp forward and squinted.
Eyes asked: "Is it possible that the wheel positioner is broken?"
"Don't talk to me about what you have or don't have. Shoot for me quickly. I really can't bear it. You are just giving me some useless excuses." Onizuka Yazo cursed in his heart that this kid really didn't let himself worry. He hasn't done it yet.
After walking a few steps, I heard Fujiwara's exclamation. When I turned around, he called him "good guy."
In just a few seconds, the good-looking revolver was dismantled into pieces. Onitsuka Yazo felt that he didn't have high blood pressure and was about to get high blood pressure. This was a real gun used as a teaching tool.
You brat, why did you dismantle it?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "There is indeed something wrong with this wheel positioner. The axes of the barrel and the wheel are misaligned. No wonder I can't hit the target." Matsuda Jinpei held the universal pliers.
He started tinkering with the revolver that he had disassembled, completely ignoring the instructor behind him who was clenching his fists and trying to suppress his anger.
"Matsuda! Put it back together for me immediately!!!"
Onitsuka Hazo feels that he can retire honorably early after teaching for eight years. Otherwise, if another group of students like this comes to him, he will be so angry that Mount Fuji will not stand and the volcano will erupt hundreds and thousands of years in advance.
After he finished shouting this sentence, he felt that it was not enough. He put his hands on his hips and looked at the students who had stopped shooting and looked at them, and shouted:
"The shooting training is over. Everyone returns their equipment. Matsuda, just stand there!"
Hagiwara Kenji secretly felt that he was lucky. The stoppage of shooting training meant that he no longer had to run laps on the playground. He couldn't help but whistled and gave Matsuda a thumbs up, and said in a cheerful tone:
"Xiao Zhenping, thank you for your old habit. You really saved my life."
Matsuda rolled his eyes and said he was too lazy to answer, but Zhufu Jingguang on the side was very curious. He took off his shooting earmuffs and said curiously:
"What does old trouble mean?"
"Xiao Zhenping loves to dismantle things. Ever since he was little, no matter what he got his hands on, he would be dismantled into pieces, so he knows a lot about machinery, especially bombs and the like."
Kenji Hagiwara, a young tame dyer, explained aloud.
Sure enough, is it a husky with a family-like nature, or a rare curly-haired breed? Fujiwara Yu heard this sentence after returning the pistol. He couldn't help but look at Matsuda and asked:
"I think you can join the explosive ordnance disposal class in the future. If you love dismantling things so much, you can defuse bombs."
"Humph, that's what I thought too. But I kind of hate protective clothing. It's heavy, stuffy, and smells like sweat in it. It's as uncomfortable as the kendo uniform." Matsuda Jinpei complained mercilessly.
"That's true. It would be great if bomb disposal could be done without wearing protective clothing." Hagihara Kenji agreed.
"It's impossible not to wear protective clothing. Even if you feel uncomfortable, you have to protect yourself when dismantling bombs. Don't let the instructor hear you say this, otherwise you will be scolded again." Fujiwara Yu reminded him aloud.
"Fujiwara is right. Everyone else should also take action. Don't be stunned. Hurry up and turn in the teaching tools."