The car quickly left the city and drove towards the suburbs.

Shiraishi looked at his phone and found that this old style made him a little unfamiliar with it. It took him a while to get familiar with the usage last night and found that the box-pushing game inside was quite fun.

Of course, there is one thing that is more worthy of attention than pushing a box...

Shiraishi looked at the only email in the email address and showed complicated eyes to the two English words above.

After a moment of silence, Bai Shi turned his head and asked Hongye who was driving next to him: "What is your code name?"

He didn't ask nonsense like "Do you have a code name?", and even a fake expert can get a code name, let alone a person like Hongye who has real talent and knowledge and has gone through the back door of the system.

"Merro, wine." Hongye took out his cell phone while driving, unlocked it and handed it to him so that he could check the spelling.

This kind of email is usually deleted after reading it, but the two people in the car obviously have less awe of the boss.

It was only then that Hongye remembered this:

"You can delete it for me after reading it, and memorize my email number by the way. Although we can contact us without needing this, we still need to do it."

"I'm in my back." After saying that, Shiraishi was silent for a moment at Hongye's email interface. "I just thought, what are your code names Merlot, Shirley, Gin, and even if it's not good, it's vodka and rye, but it's up to me..."

Shiraishi pointed to the "cornwhisky" in his inbox: "Why did it turn into corn? Does the bomb explosion expert want to save face!"

After a pause, he suddenly thought of another question, "Wait, corn whiskey...is usually bourbon whiskey? Isn't the code name bourbon already used?"

"There is not enough wine name, you are considered a substitute." Hongye is quite familiar with the organization. "I will give this name because the organization is not optimistic about that Bourbon. When he dies, you will be on the right track..."

"Okay, I'll assassinate him tomorrow." Shiraishi started talking nonsense with a pair of unwilling dead fish eyes.

Hongye comforted him: "If you mind, you can also add corn to 'Coron' or other homophones."

"That can't cover up the essence of its corn... Oh, forget it." It sounds silly, Gin, the big guy who loves to catch undercover, might also relax his vigilance... although he hadn't caught anyone a few times.

Bai Shi deleted the emails from the two mobile phones in turn. However, before deleting them, he still used the light screen to chat with Hongye privately.

Although Hongye looks like an academic boss, the boss’s memory may not be reliable. If both of them think they have memorized it but have not, it will be embarrassing to not be able to contact the boss.

When the system records are saved up to 4 times, it is very convenient to take secret notes.

After driving for an hour or two, I finally arrived at the shooting club that Hongye mentioned.

This is also one of the organizations' industries. People in black are not always doing tasks, and there are not so many opportunities to shoot. In order not to be able to do it, it is reasonable to get a practice place.

The two arrived at the shooting room, the instructor adjusted the equipment and quickly retreated.

Shiraishi deliberately spread his hands to summon the gun, and the gun appeared smoothly. It seemed that there was no surveillance here and no one was observing it secretly.

He tried to shoot the 20-meter target, and even though he was ready, the recoil from the shooting still made Shiraishi's hand shake slightly.

The bullet flew out and hit the target. Hongye, who temporarily acted as an instructor, nodded: "7 rings, not bad, no off-target."

Shiraishi looked down at the pistol, showing a look of thought. A few seconds later, he raised his hand and shot him again, hitting the bull's-eye.

After several shots, several bullet holes overlapped in the center of the target, without a single centimeter.

Hongye finally began to be a little surprised. She thought about it and pulled the target to the farthest 25 meters. She tried again, and the hit rate was the same.

"..." Hongye was silent for a moment, "If you have mastered the shooting skills in advance, you should tell me in advance that I can set a more effective schedule."

"I used to play with air guns and I was very accurate in throwing mineral water bottles into the trash can... but it was impossible to be so accurate."

Shiraishi was also puzzled. He looked at the gun in his palm again, temporarily put it away, and found an ordinary gun.

The two guns had different models. Shiraishi glanced at the target and shot them out with 8 rings.

Further down, it is all the center of the circle.

"This world...will amplify a person's strengths?" Bai Shi touched the slightly hot gun and thoughtful, "Actually, I always felt that after coming, I even made up excuses more diverse."

"There is also a possibility, but I don't feel my knowledge increase." Hongye pondered, "Maybe the creativity has been strengthened... After I go back, I have to apply for a few new projects."

...Stop, and you will be bald if you pull the winery again.

Thinking of this, Shiraishi shot a few more shots at the target to consolidate his new talent that suddenly awakened.

Hongye quickly came to his senses and remembered the main purpose of coming to the shooting range.

Since you don't need to practice pistols for the time being...

She pushed the door and left.

Not long after, he came back with a box of sniper rifles:

"Try this at the field shooting range. If you can use it like a pistol, and you can shoot it accurately... why not apply for a sniper position for your body?"

Facing her serious eyes, Bai Shi shook so little.

Then take a deep breath and refuse deeply: "No."

...

The training progress is much faster than Hongye expected.

After solving the problem of "new employees who are highly valued by bosses, they can't use guns", the plan to stay in the shooting range for two or three days was meaningless, and the two returned that afternoon.

Driving on the increasingly dim mountain road, Hongye was thinking about what to pick and ask Bai Shi to practice bomb skills, but suddenly a muffled sound came from outside the car, followed by the body of the car and vaguely turned to one side.

"Has he got a fetus pierced?" Shiraish opened his eyes and sat upright.

"It should be." Hongye nodded, with a feeling of distress.

But soon she thought of something and calmed down again.

When the car stopped slowly and stopped completely, the two saw a simple sedan in front of the car.

Hongye got out of the car and looked at the tires of his car, and then went to see the car in front:

"The thorn is very similar, probably because it was stuck by the same sharp thing... I asked the logistics company to tow the truck and send us back."

"Wait." Shiraishi looked at the light screen that suddenly popped up. There were two more tasks on it in the wilderness.

【Save the smart but irrational honest man x1】

【Liberate the wandering souls plagued by resentment】

...Is there a dead person in the car ahead?

Shiraishi walked to the side of the car, bent down and glanced into the window, it was empty.

Although the trunk was not opened, there was no bloody smell or corpse stinking when smelled. More importantly, there were no Kogoro Mouri and Conan here.

Although there is no evidence at all, Shiraishi always feels that this car is probably left by Maori and his group...

It was already dark, but the surroundings were not quiet, and there was a loud sound of water.

Looking down the sound, Baishi found that there was a house dozens of meters away, which looked very similar to the Dai bamboo house.

The wooden house is backed by a cliff, and a waterfall rumbles down the cliff, which makes the house look very stylish

There seemed to be some "stomb" engraved on the sign at the door.

"Go and take a look." Shiraishi pointed to the special temple, "There is a new task."
Chapter completed!