Conan's winery play house

Chapter 217 Want to Skip a Level but Can't Skip a Level
Aito looked at Hideki Hideki's left hand, which was still in good condition, then at his right hand, which was tightly wrapped, and nodded.

"Indeed, it's better to shoot with both hands," he said.

"That's right, you think so too, so you must be able to shoot with your left hand too?!" Hideki Zhuhoshi said excitedly as if he had found his kind.

"Indeed." Aito didn't deny it, but admitted it straightforwardly.

"I want Jiang Shou and the others to practice left-handed marksmanship too." Seeing this, Zhu Xingxiushu directed his idea to the other three.

The five members of the Silver Bullet are a group, and of course the group must be neat and tidy.

"That guy Qingliu has to practice a little bit, he won't need some of us to protect him then?" Zhu Xingxiushu said with raised eyebrows.

If they are in danger, Qing Liuzhe can abandon them at any time.

It doesn't matter if they are dead, it just happens that there is one less person who knows their secret.

Except for the five people of Silver Bullet, it doesn't matter whether the others are dead or alive.

Even in order to protect each other, Zhu Xingxiushu can completely throw Qingliu Tetsuya out to block the gun when encountering danger.

He has thought about it many times in his mind, how to deal with danger in the future.

Abandoning Qingliu Zhe is also acceptable.

After all, the other party has no background and is just a useful subordinate. Even if he dies, no one will make trouble for the other party.

And none of the other members of the Silver Bullet can die, unless the family behind everyone is wiped out.

So Zhu Xingxiushu never thought about abandoning others even if he fantasized about being in danger.

"For Aoyagi Tetsuya, it's a little late to practice now. He is already 28 years old. If you want to practice martial arts, you have to lay the foundation from an early age. The marksmanship is very simple, as long as you practice not sniper rifles." Ai Tuo thoughtfully. Said.

The use of pistols is still very simple, as long as a short period of training can be used well.

"Martial arts? This kind of thing doesn't matter. He learned to use a gun, as long as his accuracy is not too bad. He is not our bodyguard." Hideki Zhuhoshi said indifferently.

The two started a conversation about what kind of training program was planned for the other three Silver Bullets and their assistants, but kept their heads very close so that no one else could hear what they were talking about.

"Zhu Xing, there are first graders looking for you." A classmate suddenly reminded me in the classroom.

The two people who were chatting interrupted their conversation and looked up at the same time.

Aito looked at the person who reminded them, the strange appearance is someone who does not need to be remembered, so ignore it.

So he looked directly at the door of the classroom.

It looked like a first-grade elementary school student standing outside the door, with pea eyes and thick eyebrows like thick ink, and a round sausage mouth, looking inexplicably dazed.

A first grader came to find Hideki Morohoshi and Aitto Miyamoto. Class A of the sixth grade fell silent, and everyone in the classroom looked at the bold first grader quietly and curiously.

What does the other party want to do?
"What's the matter?" Zhu Xingxiushu sat motionless in his seat, with a loose posture, and asked with his chin raised.

"I... I have a request to find you..." The first grade entered the classroom cautiously, and walked in front of Hideki Mohohoshi and Aituo Miyamoto under the watchful eyes of a group of people.

"I have lost a very important family member. Can you help me find him? The entrustment fee is 50 yuan..." He hesitated and said without confidence.

Zhu Xingxiushu's face was full of disapproval. He didn't even know what 50 yuan could be used for?That's too little, the smallest denomination in Zhu Xingxiushu's wallet is 1000 yuan.

He didn't become a detective for money, just for interest.

"There are also Kamen Rider cards. I have collected them for a long time. They are super rare..." The first-grade elementary school student took out his most confident card, the Kamen Rider card.

Zhu Xingxiu still looked disapproving, and even yawned nonchalantly.

Kamen Rider?Something only childish guys like.

Miyamoto Aito has no expression either, he is not interested in money or Kamen Rider.

"Compared with the entrusting fee, you should tell us about the specific case first, such as the name of the missing family member... However, the missing family member should not be a cat, cat or dog, or a pet like that?" At the beginning, Xing Xiushu still pretended to be ready to hear the specific situation, but looking at the first-grade elementary school students, he suddenly remembered that the entrustment box in the shoe cabinet area had received a box full of entrustment letters.

At that time, when he opened it, they were all asking to help them find lost cats and dogs, or school supplies, or even lost keychains and the like.

So Zhuxing Hideki withdrew the entrustment box in a fit of anger.

and so……

Could it be the same for this first grade?Pets are also family members, and it is not uncommon to treat pets as family members.

Zhu Xingxiushu narrowed his eyes and looked at the other party.

"Yes, yes, Akila is my cat, it..." The first-grade elementary school student took out a photo from his body, and wanted to tell the specific situation submissively.

"If you don't answer, you can go." Hideki Zhuxing interrupted his speech without hesitation.

"...Ah...?" The first grade who was suddenly interrupted was a little dazed.

"Didn't you hear? We don't accept this commission. We are looking for cats, cats and dogs. We recommend you to find the boys detective team who are in the same first grade as you." Zhu Xingxiu raised an eyebrow and said.

He is very fond of raising his eyebrows, which always makes people look arrogant and nonchalant when he does it.

"...Okay then..." The first grade left disappointed.

After the other people in the classroom saw the other party leaving, they resumed their previous fighting and whispering.

No one took the initiative to talk to Hideki Morohoshi and Aito Miyamoto.

It wasn't that they isolated the two, it was the two that isolated them all.

The members of the Silver Bullets have never advertised that they are the Silver Bullet Detective Team in school, except that they wrote on the entrustment box at the beginning, and they have never shown their faces or full body in the newspapers. .

So as classmates, they didn't know that Zhuxing Hideki and the others were the silver bullets that had gained fame.

Because everyone wants to keep a low profile, in the words of Zhuxing Hideki, they should know what they should know, but they are not qualified to know, and they don't need to waste time contacting unqualified people.

In addition, everyone doesn't like to associate with so-called elementary school classmates. Once they are known to be silver bullets, they will definitely be sought after, but they will also be annoying.

They don't want to be surrounded by a group of people talking about what they have and what they don't.

"I want to skip a grade." Hideki Zhuxing sighed.

He is currently in the sixth grade, but his knowledge has already been acquired in the area of ​​high school, even if he skips a grade to go to high school, it is still possible.

"But my grandfather doesn't agree, let me keep a low profile." Zhuxing Hideki felt helpless when he said this.

Because the old man wants him to behave in a more satisfactory manner, he can be excellent, but he can't be too good, and he can't be too far behind other people.

Too good will be excluded.

Although Zhuxing Xiushu didn't care, he couldn't disobey the old man's idea.

"I can't skip a grade either. Papa said that he wants me to have a normal childhood and experience the life of a normal elementary school student." To some extent, Ai Tuo, who shared the same troubles as Zhu Xingxiu, nodded and said.

"It's so miserable, us." Zhu Xingxiushu sighed with a full face of melancholy.

(End of this chapter)