Conan: The Demon King of Superpowers

The two of them were very happy.

Yeyue greeted Yamabe Koichi with a smile when he came to visit. He gave Yeyue a bunch of gifts, and he didn't know if they were expensive, but Yeyue accepted them all.

"If you bring so many things again, I won't let you in next time. This won't happen again! Come on, please sit down."

After sitting down, Yamabe expressed his gratitude to Yeyue several times, but Yeyue told him lightly not to take it to heart. Then the two of them started chatting like they were at home, talking about everything under the sun.

As they chatted, they talked about gun skills.

"How old were you when you started playing with guns, Mr. Yeyue?" Yamabe asked tentatively.

Why is this so weird? Yeyue replied, "You become an adult at the age of 18."

"Ah, that's a bit late." Yamabe Koichi said, "I played with guns when I was six."

Yeyue was surprised. Playing with guns at the age of six? Isn't this too outrageous?

Seeing Yeyue's surprised expression, Yamabe hurriedly added, "Don't get me wrong, it's not in China."

"Ah - I understand, I understand." Yeyue said that she could understand that there was a proliferation of guns in that country, and there was news about a one-year-old child shooting his father. You read that right, it was one year old, the gun was very accurate, and the child liked it very much.

Relatively speaking, Yamabe Koichi, who started at the age of six, has already lost at the starting line.

"Mr. Yeyue often practices shooting, right?"

Yeyue thought for a moment and lied, "I spent a summer vacation in Hawaii after I turned 18, and I never touched a gun again until I turned 22 this year."

Yamabe was shocked, "I haven't touched a gun for four years, and I can shoot so accurately right after picking it up? Amazing!"

"Hahaha, no, no, I'm just lucky. I was quite surprised myself."

After chatting about this topic for a while, Yamabe suddenly asked in a mysterious tone, "Mr. Yeyue, do you want to go out and play with guns with me?"

Yeyue looked at him in doubt, "Do you want to secretly lend me your gun to play with?"

Yamabe almost fell down, "Of course not, that's against the rules, how could I do that? I mean I know a legal shooting training ground where you can shoot guns for money."

Yeyue's heart was moved. When he dealt with the gangster before, he didn't have time to feel the shot properly, and he really wanted to experience the taste of shooting carefully. Men, all have a special feeling for guns.

"There is such a place? I have to take a good look."

...

Takao Shooting Range, located in Takao Mountain, Tokyo, was already dusk when Yeyue followed Yamabe here. The training ground is surrounded by high walls, like a school or a prison.

The inspection to enter the shooting range is very strict. Even with the introduction of Yamabe, an old customer, the armed guard still carefully checked Yeyue's ID, and then Yamabe paid for Yeyue to enter.

However, it is reasonable to be so strict. After all, there are real guns in the shooting range. If something goes wrong, it will be troublesome.

The shooting range is divided into many parts. The first thing Yeyue saw was the shooting range with stationary targets. A few dozen meters away, there were human-shaped targets with rings representing different scores on them. The shooters stood outside the line and shot.

There were several people shooting, and many people were watching.

The sound of "bang bang" was endless.

One person shot the ten-ring bull's eye twice in a row, causing exclamations from the side.

Yamabe asked Yeyue, "Do you want to try this first or go somewhere else?"

"Come one by one." Yeyue replied.

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you."

...

Ordinary people rarely come to such places to practice shooting, so the people in the shooting range are basically rich or noble. At this time, a gray-haired old man came out of the bathroom and found that the noise in the shooting range had increased more than ten times than before.

What happened? The old man couldn't help but wonder.

This old man has a great background. His name is Kenzo Masuyama. He is the chairman of a well-known automobile company, equivalent to the chairman of the board. He is also a well-known figure in the entire Japanese business community.

He would come here to practice shooting when he was free and make some friends. He is also an old customer, but he has never encountered such a crazy scene. What's going on? What happened when I went to the bathroom? What happened?

He stopped an acquaintance to ask about the situation, and the acquaintance hurriedly explained, "President Masuyama, it's a pity that you were not here just now! That young man is really amazing, he shot ten shots at the target, and every shot hit ten rings!"

"Oh? Which young man is so amazing?" Masuyama Kenzo couldn't help but become interested.

"It's right there...ah!

They are going to shoot at moving targets, let's go and see!"

The young man who caused a sensation was Yeyue. He said he was here to practice shooting, but in fact he was here to test his skill of "Hitting the Target Every Time". He knew very well that there was no need to train his shooting skills at all. Can he practice it? No, he didn't have the ability.

Yamabe Koichi walked with Yeyue, and he was in a state of confusion. He couldn't accept the reality yet.

He brought Yeyue here not only to let Yeyue have fun, but also to teach Yeyue some shooting skills.

Yes, you learned shooting during the summer vacation, but amateurs can never compare with professionals, right? I am O He is a shooting athlete in the Olympic Games and a sniper in the special assault force. His shooting skills are top-notch in the police world.

Don't worry, I will teach you shooting skills seriously. Just when Yamabe was thinking this, he saw that Yeyue's ten bullets all hit the target, and every shot was ten rings, and then he was completely dumbfounded.

Amateur? You TM told me this is amateur? This is better than 99% of the people in our team!

Fortunately, I didn't say it too early, otherwise I would be embarrassed now...

The crowd of onlookers talked about it, "Next is the moving target, it's impossible to get ten rings every time."

"Of course, since the establishment of the shooting training ground, there are no more than five shooters who can get ten rings every time on the moving target. How can he do it at such a young age? "

In the distance, the target was moving quickly on the track, as if someone was running.

Kenzo Masuyama was holding a cigarette in his mouth, watching the scene silently, like a veteran. He was indeed knowledgeable, because he had an unknown identity, that is, a veteran member of the Black Organization, codenamed Pisk.

Everyone in the organization is a good gun player, and the top few can all hit ten rings with ten shots. But that was a static target. If it was a moving target, only the top few could hit ten rings with ten shots.

This young man can probably get a passing score of about 60.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The gunshots rang out one after another, and the fast-moving target was accurately hit in the bull's eye by the bullet.

After ten shots, the shooting range was silent, and everyone stared in amazement.

"Ten... ten shots, ten rings? One hundred points?"

"How is it possible!"

Everyone reacted, and the noise broke out instantly.