[Conan] Days at the Distillery Technical School

Arriving at the training ground, Fujima Satoshi knew that she was about to have a new sniper.Coach, and it's field teaching.

She looked at the handsome knitted hat man in front of her, not surprised at all.

"Zhu Xingda", she smiled and stretched out her hand, "Please give me your advice."

Learning new skills is her favorite part, especially when she has a trainer who suits her tastes.

Zhu Xingda obviously hesitated for a moment, his eyes swept across her outstretched hand lightly, and then he stretched out his hand, held it loosely, and then let go.

He turned in silence and walked ahead.

organization on the ground.snipe.The field is on the hill near the newcomer training ground in Chiba County, starting with the 600-yard target.

Because the ground has a slope, he recommends aiming at the target in a side-lying position.

Zhu Xingda was in a complicated mood.

Training an organization member with a strong learning ability is no less than keeping a tiger infested. In the future, if the strength cannot be guaranteed to completely crush the opponent in the future, it will be very unfavorable for him.

however--

Zhu Xingda said nothing, and stared at the curly-haired girl next to him from the corner of his eye.

In a way, he should be thanking her.

Zhu Xingda first entered the organization and launched a sniper attack.When shooting a gun, you must pretend to be a novice, and you must slowly progress to show your ability while hiding your clumsiness. This speed of progress is difficult to control. If you progress too fast, you will be suspected, and if you progress too slowly, it will weaken the organization's confidence in your ability evaluate.

The good thing is that he had Satoshi Fujima's bug level before him. According to the instructor, that little curly mastered the professional posture perfectly in two hours, and it took two days to improve the accuracy to [-] yards.

With the background of this genius, Zhu Xingda's progress did not appear abrupt. In a week, he improved his score to 1 yards with every shot (Note [-]), which was slightly worse than his actual range, but Belongs to the existence that stands out among the members of the organization.

"The fulcrum is stable," he cautioned.

"Okay," she replied.

The difference between field training and indoor training is shooting.Accuracy is affected by many environmental factors.For example, this sloped lawn.

Behind them is a large area of ​​cherry blossom trees. It is the season of cherry blossoms. The pink and white cherry blossoms are like clouds and snow, covering the sky and covering the sky.

Suddenly the wind picked up, and the pink and white petals fell like rain, and the two of them were immediately covered with fallen flowers.

Cherry blossom petals flying all over the sky also blocked her sight.

She was about to reach out to brush off a petal that fell on the scope, but Zhu Xingda had already reached out and brushed it off for her.

"Thank you," she said.

He didn't answer, and his eyes paused for a while on the black sniper rifle with fallen petals.

Field practice, 600 yards hit rate, 100%.

Another gust of wind blew up, and the cherry blossoms fell on the two of them again.

"Don't move", Zhu Xing said, he stretched out his hand to pick off the cherry blossom petals that fell on the curly hair on her forehead, and brushed off the other cherry blossoms that fell on her hair one by one.

"Thank you."

Today's weather and this site full of cherry blossom trees are really not suitable for sniping.Training, he thought.

After changing the target, according to 50 rounds.Judging from the hit rate of bullets, the hit rate of 800 yards is 90%.

A formidable opponent, he thought silently, and he hardly dared to teach her wholeheartedly.

Zhu Xingda's cold green eyes were fixed on the curly-haired girl beside him, with deep and complicated eyes.

He noticed that sweat was dripping from her forehead, and reminded: "Don't be nervous, pay attention to breathing."

In shooting, even breathing can affect shooting* accuracy, because inhalation and exhalation are accompanied by changes in the size of the chest cavity.

She didn't answer, and remained motionless, lying on her side, aiming at the 1000-yard target.

It is extremely difficult to maintain the same posture for a long time, but this is a basic skill for snipers. Even if the limbs are numb, they must maintain it, and the fulcrum and breathing must remain stable.

Zhu Xingda noticed that the faces of the people around him were a little pale, and seeing her silent expression, he actually became a little worried.

"Are you okay?" He always felt that she was in a strange state.

She didn't answer, she still sent out again and again.shooting.to a target 1000 yards away.

His hands were trembling, his eyelashes were trembling, and his lips clenched tightly were trembling slightly.

Zhu Xing didn't dare to let her go on like this anymore, he felt that she was enduring something, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and sniped from her hand with all his strength.gun.seized.

Fujima Zhi raised his eyes: "Zhu Xingda, let me continue."

"Enough is enough," his voice was a little cold.

"I didn't push it," she replied, "I did it on purpose—I had to get over my headache."

In the previous 20 years, Satoshi Fujima could handle most situations with ease, so he could indulge this headache, but after entering the organization, the situation that needs to be dealt with became more and more difficult.

Gin's "wolves are coming" reminded her: wolves are potential dangers, and instead of always needing the help of the villagers to chase away the wolves, it's better that the kid herding sheep can pick them up by himself.gun.Against wolves.

Dealing with wolves by yourself, no need for ibuprofen for pain relief, no need for bed rest——

Even in a headache.burst.When it exploded, she also hoped that she could do things and fight as usual.

Looking into her eyes, Zhu Xingda was silent for a moment, and he stared at her deeply: "It's not worth fighting for."

A genius like her is not worth working for the organization.

The organization is even more unworthy of her who is desperately trying to overcome her physical weakness and persevere.

Teng Jianzhi's throat moved, stabilized the string in his head that was about to break, endured the pain of the needle, and stared at the pair of green eyes without any retreat: "I have a reason to work hard."

Not for others, but for yourself.

Not for the public security, but for myself.

God gave her unparalleled talent, not to let it be buried in the dust, but to let it shine in the worthy field.Abandoning talent is a disrespect for oneself.

God-given grace, will make the best use of everything.

The wind picked up, one after another, the fallen petals were colorful, and the pink and white cherry blossom petals rolled all over the sky.

Zhu Xingda closed her eyes, then took off her knitted hat, brushed off the petals on it, put it on her head, and tucked the corners.

"Will it be better?" He asked lightly.

The sudden warmth in her head took her by surprise.

The knitted hat still carried the man's warmth, as well as the cold scent of his body, wrapping her head with the warmth of cedar.

Miraculously, she suddenly felt that her headache really got better.

Her eyes lit up: "Zhu Xingda, did you add Chinese medicine to your hat?"

Zhu Xingda: "..."

Due to the influence of the weather and the venue, coupled with his physical condition, in the end Tomo Fujima's field training performance this day was a 1000% hit rate for 60 yards.

She was not annoyed, and said proudly, "I'm already very good."

Zhu Xingda stood up, but he didn't answer, his long black hair fluttering in the wind.

It is indeed very powerful. In three hours, it has increased from 600 yards to 1000 yards. Although it is only a 60% hit rate, this is also a height that ordinary people cannot achieve.

He was not as happy as she was, watching her silently put away the sniper.gun.

Tomo Fujima reached out to touch the knitted hat that belonged to Zhu Xingda on his head: "Your hat is amazing."

She looked at his long black hair that was like a waterfall in the wind, dotted with colorful cherry blossoms, like a brocade.

He took off his hat and gave it back to him while wrinkling his nose and sniffing at his side.

He watched her approach him, just looked at her silently, and took the knitted hat she handed over.

"Can I hug you?" Tomo Fujima said suddenly.

Zhu Xing was taken aback for a moment, but did not refuse.

Wrapping his arms around his body, close to his chest, resting his chin just on his shoulders, taking a deep breath——

"Zhu Xingda," she said, "You smell very good. Although it's not the smell of food, it just smells good."

Cool cedar flavor, with a little bit of tobacco astringency, but not so bitter, like the wind in the forest.

His heartbeat was a little uncontrollable, and it began to beat rapidly.

The smell of her in the arms is also very good, the sweetness of lychee is the keynote, with the smell of green grass and the splintered cherry blossoms that have been lying prone on the grass for a long time just now.

When we met for the first time, when she bumped into his arms, it was like a sweet little lychee stumbling into his arms.

She took a few more deep breaths: "It's like adding Chinese medicine, the headache doesn't hurt so much anymore."

he:"……"

As soon as these words came out, he finally calmed down.

Zhu Xingda said lightly: "Have you smelled enough?"

She let go of her hand, took a step back, and said honestly, "I haven't smelled enough—where did you buy your perfume?"

Zhu Xingda didn't want to talk, he put on his knitted hat, turned around and left.

...But the knitted hat also smelled of her.

Back at the training ground, when reporting the progress of the training to Gin, Satoshi Fujima interjected: "I really like Zhu Xingda so much! Gin, I dare to apply for a salary increase for him!"

As a new member of the organization, but also a part-time job as an instructor who is not within the scope of work, she really needs a salary increase, she thinks so.

Zhu Xing was silent.

He is very clear: what she likes is not "Zhu Xingda", but "Zhuxingda's fighting skills", "Zhuxingda's sniping skills", "Zhuxingda's scent that seems to be added with Chinese medicine ".

As soon as she said this, when Qin Jiu looked at Zhu Xingda again, his eyes changed.

He bit his cigarette butt and sneered.

Then Gin picked up Tomo Fujima: "Snipe. Training will be suspended for a few days."

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Note 1: Due to the abnormal data of Gosho Aoyama, Shuichi Akai is modified here based on readers' suggestions and the ability of international snipers.snipe.In addition, the range of [-] yards does not mean the highest [-] yards, but [-] yards is basically nothing to worry about, and the range can be increased in actual combat.

The author has something to say:

Qin Jiu is like the class teacher, there is a student bully Xiao Zhi who needs to be trained in the class, and it turns out that there is a brat who often tricks her into dating, Qin Jiu is furious: "That is the seedling in my class who is going to be the number one in the college entrance examination! Don't spoil her puppy love!"