Conan's Helping People

When Gin suddenly fell silent for the third second, Hinata quickly glanced at her resume and sincerely stated her reasons.

"His marksmanship is very good. We can cooperate and the Dark Shark will retreat as soon as it targets the person."

It may also be the target person of Mingsha Wan.

But it doesn't matter, as long as all the witnesses are killed, it will be a successful dark shark.

While talking, he observed Gin, and found that the other person was frowning slightly, and he began to look at his eyebrows carefully as he did at the beginning.

After a while, the other party gave a lukewarm reply: "...Then it's him."

Vodka spoke at the right time: "The club has arrived."

After going around twice, we finally arrived, which meant that the interview conversation was over and we entered the next stage: ability test.

Hinata breathed a sigh of relief, took the folder back, put it aside, and then looked sideways outside.

In front of it is a red shooting club, which looks quite big. There are many luxury cars parked in the parking lot at the door.

Vodka did not stop at the parking lot next to the gate, but continued to drive forward, into the darker parking lot, and drove to the innermost part of the parking lot, where it continued to drive.

The next section of the journey is a completely dark passage like a tunnel.

The feeling of moving forward silently in the dark is not very pleasant.

In particular, he was unable to observe the surrounding environment. Even when he was coerced by Gin before, Hinata was distracted and looked around with his peripheral vision.

But now, it was pitch black outside and inside the car. Only the cigarette light on the passenger side continued to light up, and neither Gin nor Vodka spoke.

Hinata could only hear the sound of the vehicle moving forward silently. This feeling of being out of control was too uncomfortable, so he leaned back.

Halfway through the journey, the light on the passenger seat suddenly went out, and Gin said: "Turn on the lights."

"Ah? Yes." Vodka responded subconsciously, then reacted and immediately turned on the car lights.

The dark passage was immediately illuminated, revealing the surrounding gray tunnel walls.

The moment the lights came on, Hinata glanced ahead subconsciously, and looked at each other in the rearview mirror with Gin.

The other party looked away.

After walking forward for a while, lights began to light up ahead. Vodka drove the car out of the tunnel and stopped.

This should be the back mountain of a certain mountain, and it is directly connected to the club in front. Even if someone is shooting and training on the back mountain, others will think it is the sound coming from the shooting club.

Hinata followed Gin out of the car and wandered around the open space for a while.

There was a target planted not far away, there were bullet casings scattered on the ground, and a few guns, flash suppressors, silencers and the like were randomly placed on the table next to them.

Hinata doesn't know what models these guns are, but she knows how to use them.

He randomly picked a familiar pistol, installed the silencer, and tested the temperature of the muzzle.

The muzzle of the gun was still very hot, and at least five minutes ago, someone was holding it and firing.

Gin came over and glanced at the gun, "Can you use it as a sniper?"

"A little bit." Hinata answered reasonably and truthfully. He fumbled with the entire gun, then tentatively raised it and aimed it at the target.

The distance between the targets is quite close, only twenty meters, and the red bullseye is also very conspicuous.

But Hinata reasonably did not fire.

He aimed for more than ten seconds and then said politely: "I have never hit a target before, so my accuracy may not be very good."

Whether it's a black organization or someone from the police, as long as they can shoot, they can probably hit a target.

Many people hold a gun for the first time and after trying to understand its model and structure, the first enemy is the target.

Hinata is reasonable.

His marksmanship was purely based on his own practice. He had never aimed at a target from the beginning, and he did not know the model name of the gun.

At first I didn't even know how to load the bullet. I had to get used to the gun a little bit before I was able to understand every part of its structure.

For the targets that she was accustomed to, Hinata didn't need to aim most of the time. She just relied on intuition to shoot, and she would definitely hit the vital point.

But for unfamiliar targets, especially static targets...

No matter what, the rabbit would laugh and kick its legs like crazy.

And now, Hinata's reasonable hands don't have any calluses, and her shoulders and elbows are not used to the recoil of shooting.

Adding the two together, the result of aiming at the target and shooting is probably...

While thinking about it, Hinata fired the gun. The moment the gunshot sounded, she was shaken back a few steps by the recoil.

The target in front was still standing quietly, not scoring a single point.

Gin: "...?"

The vodka that was just brought over was shocked.

He hesitated and glanced around. He couldn't see where the bullet flew, so he looked at Gin silently, "Brother, this..."

This isn’t a question of whether your marksmanship is good or not, it’s because you haven’t practiced marksmanship at all!

Stay in the same place with this guy and give him a gun. It will be a living battle between friend and foe. Soldiers will be selected randomly. Before the bullet hits the target, no one will know whether the wolf was poisoned or the good guys' camp was poisoned.

Poisoned to death, or simply Christmas Eve.

this……!

"I told you, I can't shoot targets, I can only shoot moving things. My motion capture ability is better." Hinata moved her stiff palms reasonably and scanned the field. As always, she couldn't find anything.

bullet.

Seeing Gin chewing his cigarette in silence, he added: "Is there a humanoid object that can move? It would be best if it has an IQ and can change its movement speed on its own."

Familiar targets: Humanoid or semi-humanoid objects that move erratically.

There are no semi-humanoid objects in this world, so let’s settle for the next best thing and prove ourselves with a more familiar full-humanoid object compared with other target objects.

The sparks of the cigarette brightened for a moment, then dimmed again. Gin concluded: "Do you want a living person?"

He narrowed his eyes.

Hinata's reasonable posture of holding the gun is very free, so free that a professional can get two pieces of information at a glance.

One: This guy has definitely not received professional training.

Two: His posture can block part of the recoil. He is so embarrassed because he is simply too weak. This posture seems to be a natural result of long-term wear and tear of the body. It is a wild way.

If Ye Luzi wants to form this habitual posture, it will not only take a day or two, but also long-term daily practice.

Or simply break away from the weird logic of this kid's "humanoid target" and put it bluntly, if you want to practice this wild way, you need to shoot sharks, shoot many times, and shark many people.

Then think about the other party's previous actions of checking bullets and installing silencers so skillfully that they almost didn't need to think.

…

Gin said coldly: "That piece of trash had better not fall into my hands."

How could a guy like Hinata be so useless, and his nominal son be so wild, and still not realize it, write some innocent and cute things in the record.

It's better to just change the opponent's name back to his original name, kill him with one shot, and then make a 'Hinata' face.