Conan's winery play house

"...It's not cold anymore." Kikukawa Seiichiro looked around with a confused expression.

From the moment Aito started asking them if they were cold, the sudden chill disappeared.

"By the way, Hideki, have you arranged any activities for us? You must have made arrangements a long time ago, right?" Takizawa Shinya asked excitedly.

Hideki Morohoshi always makes arrangements in advance and is a reliable teammate that can be trusted.

They are also used to leaving everything to each other.

What Christmas activities will Hideki Morohoshi arrange for them this time?

All three of them had some expectations.

Aito thought about the schedule that Hideki Morohoshi had written yesterday.

Hideki has arranged a very fulfilling day today, everyone will be very happy.

He thought with conviction.

"Of course, I have already made arrangements." A smile with unknown meaning appeared on Morohoshi Hideki's face.

"Let's practice marksmanship for half an hour first."

"Right here, you can use guns and bullets at will." Hideki Morohoshi said.

The expectant expressions of Jiang Shouhuang and the others stiffened, and the raised corners of their mouths dropped.

"The Christmas activity you arranged for us...is it training?" Kiyoshiro Kikukawa asked, looking at the target not far away.

"Hey, shouldn't Christmas be a relaxing time? Hideki..." Takizawa Shinya tried to struggle.

After all, on such a wonderful holiday day, they originally planned to have an adventure at Morohoshi Hideki's house, instead of taking the initiative to send him to his door for training.

"Other people are playing on Christmas and wasting time, but we use this time to strengthen and enrich ourselves. Isn't it more meaningful than playing things that we have long been tired of?" Hideki Morohoshi started to fool his friends again.

the behavior of.

This can be said to be a basic operation for him, and the final result must be what he wants.

Except for Miyamoto Aito, he couldn't deceive the other party. No matter what he said, Miyamoto Aito seemed to have his own special way of thinking. In the end, the outcome was what Miyamoto Aito wanted.

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Although the other party seems to be easy to deceive and easy to bully...

"That makes sense, but..." Jiang Shouhang said, feeling something was wrong.

"Today is Christmas." He said doubtfully.

"Then what? Receive gifts, give gifts, open gifts, go to amusement parks, ski resorts, boating? Don't you feel bored?" Morohoshi Hideki asked again righteously.

"There is no limit to the number of bullets here. It would be troublesome for you to get the bullets yourself." Then Hideki Morohoshi said another way.

Of course we can get guns and bullets, otherwise why would there be a professional shooting enthusiasts club?

But that requires payment, and the annual membership fee is not low. Based on the number of bullets required, the more bullets, the more expensive it will be.

For training, it is normal to fire hundreds of bullets a day, but six thousand US dollars only costs more than a thousand bullets, which is enough for two or three days of training.

It might be okay for Jiang Shouhuang and Takizawa Shinya, they can always get it with a little effort, but the Kikukawa family... doesn't have such a way.

"I know, I know..." Takizawa Shinya replied dejectedly.

"Isn't that why you let us come to your house to play?" Jiang Shouhang asked.

"Otherwise?" Morohoshi Hideki raised his chin in an arrogant manner.

What could Jiang Shouhuang and the others do? They could only give up their planned play and start practicing with guns.

"Children of the Morohoshi family have been learning to shoot since they were eight years old. Although the family did not require us to become sharpshooters and only taught us basic usage, it also laid a good foundation for the people of the Morohoshi family to enter the police academy. No matter who is named Morohoshi

Both the National Police Agency and the Metropolitan Police Department are very popular. There are members of the Morohoshi family in every police station..." Hideki Morohoshi stood aside and began to educate his friends about the Morohoshi family.

"However, although the recoil of a pistol is not as strong as that of a rifle, it is still there, especially for children. If the posture of holding the gun is wrong, the pistol may fall out of the hand..."

"So when you are training, it is best to hold the gun with both hands." He explained to several people how to use the gun.

"Aito, do you want to show everyone your marksmanship? There is no one else around now." Hideki Morohoshi suddenly looked at the figure playing with a gun aside.

Wearing earmuffs, holding guns with both hands and aiming at the target, the three people, whose results were not satisfactory, quickly turned their heads and looked over.

"Speaking of it, Aito's marksmanship is very good, but we only saw it once..."

"Let us see it again, and then teach us..."

"If Aito becomes a policeman, he will be a perfect marksman."

"But he can't be a policeman. If he is an ordinary member of the Miyamoto family, forget it. Aito is an only son, and he should inherit the Miyamoto Group in the future."

The three of them were talking to each other.

"Do you like to be embarrassed in front of him?" Morohoshi Hideki said in a subtle tone.

"When the time comes, will the gun hit the bull's-eye target and be compared with the targets you missed?" he asked.

The three primary school students fell silent immediately, then put on their earmuffs again and began training seriously.

Much more attentive than before.

Hideki Morohoshi and Aito Miyamoto also stood aside and started shooting.

Miyamoto Aito did not wear earmuffs or any protective measures. He simply stood in the shooting position and raised his gun to shoot.

There wasn't even a pause, one shot after another.

His face was expressionless when he fired, like a perfect killing machine.

Watching him shoot will make your heart beat faster and make you dizzy.

It's as if you can smell the smoke and blood, and hear the wails of the dead on the battlefield.

That is a subconscious reminder to them of danger and to stay away quickly.

"Smile..." the white-haired boy murmured in a low voice.

He had emptied the magazine of his gun.

"Xiu Shu, look." A smile appeared on his face again, he pointed at the target and spoke.

In the center of the target, bullet holes form a smiling face.

The upward arc is particularly obvious.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This smiling expression spans the eighth and tenth rings.

"You really treat this kind of training as a game..." Hideki Morohoshi felt tired.

Even if they train seriously, they may not be able to hit the tenth ring, but Miyamoto Aito doesn't care about the so-called results.

"Isn't this a shooting game?" Aito asked doubtfully.

After all, these targets are very close and will not move.

It's just about the level of the game.

For training, we should use humanoid moving targets, right...

Miyamoto Aito thought seriously, was he wrong?

"Forget it, it's just a game to you." Morohoshi Hideki was too tired to explain anything.

Is it really too simple at this level?

"Actually, these targets can be moved." Hideki Morohoshi said suddenly.

"Want to try it?" he asked the other friends.

"Let's give it a try." Jiang Shouhang replied nonchalantly.

Although they can't even aim at the fixed target...

You will definitely not be able to hit a moving target.

But it doesn't stop them from wanting to give it a try.

"Then let's try it." Hideki Morohoshi walked to the side and pressed the movement button.

The stationary target immediately began to move left and right, and the speed was not too slow.

It is adjusted according to the running speed of ordinary people.

"Aito, you..." Hideki Morohoshi raised his head to look at Miyamoto Aito.

But all I saw was that the other party loaded the magazine naturally and calmly fired.

He didn't even take aim, as if he was just shooting randomly.

Until all the bullets were empty again, the opponent stopped.

Hideki Morohoshi also quickly pressed the pause button, and the targets in front of them returned to their original positions.

The target belonging to Miyamoto Aito had the red in the center turned into a sieve at the moment. At first glance, it was full of bullet holes, like a honeycomb.

As for the target in front of others, the best score was ten rings, but it was left before moving, and it was Hideki Morohoshi's own target.

"You..." Morohoshi Hideki looked at the three friends beside him.

"Half an hour is not enough, Zhuxing, let's practice for an hour." Jiang Shouhuang said seriously.

"...It's okay..." Zhuxing Hideki nodded.

Sure enough, if Aito can show off, Jiang Shou and the others will be motivated.

After all, everyone is about the same age, and no one wants to fall too far behind.

"Well done, Aito." Hideki Morohoshi gave a thumbs up to the little expert in applying pressure in the team.