Conan's winery play house

Aoyagi Tetsuya sent the five people home one by one.

Hideki Morohoshi returned home with an unhappy expression on his face.

His home is also a villa with a courtyard, and even has a shooting range for gun practice.

At this moment, there were several figures practicing gunfire standing in the shooting range.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around and looked over.

"Hey, you're back?"

"What's wrong? Who made our young master Hideki unhappy?"

"Come on, let us hear it?"

Several figures asked, with curious and expectant tones.

Morohoshi Hideki looked at the cousins ​​who were related to him by blood, and his expression became even more disgusting.

"Help me check someone out." He said in a low voice, giving people the feeling of gritting teeth.

"It seems like that person made you very angry." Zhuxing Yihei touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully.

"What did he do?" Morohoshi Takanobu was really curious now.

Hideki Morohoshi is the youngest child of their generation, but he is the only son of Morohoshi and Fujiwara. If nothing else, he is the definite heir to the Morohoshi family.

I have been very proud since I was a child and will not bow my head, but I still have my own sense of proportion.

At least I haven't asked to investigate other people in the past.

This time, he took the initiative to investigate a person. Did that person go too far?

"...That guy threw a bug on me." Hideki Morohoshi gritted his teeth.

Even now he is still very angry.

As a person with a strong sense of privacy, being bugged made him feel offended like never before.

"Wiretap? This is a crime, Hideki." Morohoshi frowned.

Who is so brave? Throw a bug on Hideki Morohoshi?

At a small scale, this matter is just putting a bug on a primary school student, which infringes on the privacy of the primary school student, but at a serious level...

All the Morohoshi family are policemen, and the lowest ones are in the police department.

The person who installed the bug may have wanted to eavesdrop on information about the police through Hideki Morohoshi.

This crime is much more serious than ordinary invasion of privacy.

"Is this the Edogawa Conan you mentioned? The name is really weird." Morohoshi Takanobu said with a smile.

"Edogawa Conan, male, currently in the first grade of Teidan Elementary School. That's all I know. The rest is up to you. I suspect that Edogawa Conan does not exist at all. He is using a false identity."

Xing Xiushu said, his expression still not very good.

"Do all first-grade elementary school students have to use fake identities?" Morohoshi Takanobu looked thoughtful.

"I understand. I'll have someone investigate him tomorrow." Ippei Morohoshi nodded. Compared to Takanobu Morohoshi, who just watched the fun and showed no concern, he looked more like a qualified older brother.

So he was the one who handled the matter in the library back then.

However, only Toshio Morohoshi and himself knew about this matter.

Even if we are a family, some things are still kept secret, and the fewer people know, the better.

"Find it out quickly." Hideki Morohoshi picked up a gun and stood in the shooting range, raising the gun in a standard posture and shooting.

Every time you fire a shot, you have to rest for a while before continuing to shoot.

Otherwise, the vibration in his arm would make it impossible for him to hit the target.

At a distance of twenty-five meters, Hideki Morohoshi's gun hit the target range between the sixth and eighth rings.

There was no such thing as hitting the bullseye.

He was not surprised, he just looked down at the gun and target, gritted his teeth, and then continued to practice.

Morohoshi Takanobu and Morohoshi Ichiro looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.

Morohoshi Hideki has been very proud since he was a child, and the trait he displays along with his pride is that he is particularly strong.

He must be so strong that he would practice shooting until late at night every day.

After Jiang Shouhang returned home, he ran to the old man's study to look for someone.

"Grandpa." He knocked on the door.

"Come in." The voice that was not old but still full of energy responded.

Jiang Shouhuang pushed the door open and walked in.

"What happened?" Jiang Shouchenosuke sat behind his desk, processing documents with a pen.

The secretary in a suit stood behind him with his head lowered, waiting to receive orders at any time.

"I need a lawyer." Jiang Shouhuang still smiled when facing his grandfather.

"The reason." Jiang Shouzhe asked.

"When we broke into the prison today, a prisoner wielded a knife at us..." Jiang Shouhang said his reasons with a serious expression.

"We were frightened, and it was natural for him to compensate us," Jiang Shouhang said.

"Are you scared? Let Kikukawa and the others not have to find a lawyer, just hand it over to Jiang Shou's lawyer. He is just a murderer and does not need such a big battle." Jiang Shou Tetsunosuke signed the document lightly.

He said his name calmly.

"You and Hideki are always going in dangerous directions. Practice your self-protection skills before going down." Jiang Shouchunosuke's tone was a little helpless for children who like to take risks, but also a little satisfied.

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I'm not afraid that they like danger, but I'm afraid that they don't have the courage to face danger.

But it's not too dangerous. After all, survival is the most important thing.

Therefore, you must train your self-protection ability. Even if you encounter something particularly dangerous, you must know what to do to escape.

"I understand." Jiang Shouhuang nodded and left the study.

Came to his training room.

Treadmills, spacewalks, horizontal bars, dumbbells, climbing walls...

Everything you need.

There is also a dedicated personal trainer waiting for him.

Jiang Shouhuang put on the sportswear he wore during training and came to the personal trainer.

Another day of training began under the guidance of the other party.

It wasn't until two hours later that he finished the workout sweating profusely.

Take a shower, change clothes, and then walk to another room.

That's a newly built shooting range.

It is also a 25-meter target, and even the decoration is no different from that of the Morohoshi family.

The shelves on the side are filled with real guns and live ammunition.

From pistols to rifles, there is no sniper rifle.

Jiang Shouhuang randomly picked up a pistol, adjusted his movements slowly, and then fired the first shot at the target.

Just hit the very edge.

He didn't show any dissatisfaction. After all, compared to the first training where the bullet couldn't hit the target at all, now it could at least hit the target.

Even on the edge.

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Kikukawa Seiichiro is currently wearing the costume of the performance and is performing slowly on the stage in front of everyone.

Izumi-ryu's genre style tends to be romantic, but the movements, tone and expressions during the performance are still very exaggerated.

Kyogen masters do not need to wear heavy makeup during performances, nor do they need to whiten their faces like geishas, ​​so they can control their expressions more strictly.

Kikukawa Seiichiro changed his elegant and polite posture off the stage and made exaggerated expressions and recited exaggerated lines on the stage without caring about his image at all.

The surrounding audience were all kyogen masters. They were wearing kimonos, kneeling under the stage, watching Kikukawa Seiichiro's performance. When he left the stage, they lowered their heads in unison, with their foreheads touching the ground.

Because Kikukawa Seiichiro's status is higher than all of them, the heir of the Kikukawa family and the heir of the national treasure in the world.

Equivalent to the highest existence in the lineage of kyogen masters.

Kikukawa Seiichiro was very accustomed to such scenes, and his exit movements did not slow down at all.

"The shooting range you want has been set up at home..." Masaki Kikukawa stood behind the stage and said gently as he watched his son come off the field.

"Don't get hurt outside, everyone will be worried..." He held a folding fan in his hand, and his voice had the rhythm of telling a story.

"I understand." Kikukawa Seiichiro nodded.

I'm looking forward to the shooting range.

He cannot fall behind and be worse than others.

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