sent away Miwako Sato, and Mizuma Moon wandered around the Metropolitan Police Department by the way. (Pinyin for biqi u)

After taking a car, Mizuma went to an amusement park, not the Dorobiga Park that Kudo Shinichi had become smaller, but just a very ordinary small amusement park.

"This is the Ferris wheel that Matsuda fell down from, right?" Mizuma thought as she looked up at the big wheel that was slowly turning.

There is still a long queue under the ride, and the tragedy that took place three years ago has been forgotten by the world.

Of course, Mizuma Moon didn't come here to remember Matsuda Jinhei, he came to cause trouble.

Looking left and right, he locked on to a shooting booth and walked over.

The shooting booth is very simple, with two toy pistols and two toy air rifles on a low table, and a board is erected more than four meters apart, on which balloons are densely hung.

There are two people playing games in front of the booth, a boy playing a game to be exact and a girl watching from the side.

"Ah Jun~ I want the biggest doll. The girl next to her was shaking the boy's arm and being coquettish.

"Okay, see if I'll knock him down for you!Boss, give me a hundred bullets!" said the boy, who dyed his yellow hair, took out a "Natsume Soseki".

"If you want the jackpot on my stall, it's a prize of 399 shots. The boss gave the boy an encouraging look.

"That's 500 rounds!" The boy arrogantly gave the boss another 4,000 yen, not caring that 5,000 yen was enough to buy a big doll.

"Come on, Jun!" the girl encouraged.

"Hey, hey, look at me!" Encouraged by the girl, Ah Jun picked up the pistol on the stall and raised the gun handsomely to aim.

Ten shots were fired in a row.

However...... Only one balloon was popped.

"Again!" the boy refused and handed the gun to the boss, who loaded it with ten more plastic bullets.

This time, the boy took aim for a while before firing a shot, and after ten shots, only three balloons were popped.

The boy didn't believe in evil, so he picked up the rifle next to him, and as a result, he shot out twenty bullets from the rifle, and only two of them were detonated, which was worse than the performance of the pistol.

"Boss, do you have a problem with this gun?" the boy said very angrily, "I've played shooting games several times, and I've never played so badly!"

"Young man, it's not right for you to say that, how can it be! "The boss is gone.

"Cut! Spicy Chicken!" Mizuma Tsuki, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly mocked very appropriately.

"Who are you talking about?" the yellow-haired Ah Jun looked at Shui Jian Yue very unkindly.

"I can't scold the monster pit!" Mizuma Yue directly provoked.

"You can do it, you can come!" There was a beautiful woman on the side, and the yellow-haired Ah Jun said unconvinced.

"Come on, come on, come for ten. Mizuma handed the boss a hundred-dollar coin, picked up a toy pistol, and raised the gun to aim.

"Smack!" a balloon exploded.

"Look, young man, my gun is fine. The boss took the opportunity to say: "This young man hit directly as soon as he came up"

"Cut! shit luck. Ah Jun said angrily.

Mizumayue was a little unhappy in his heart, it was indeed shit luck, what he wanted to hit just now was actually the balloon next to him, and the accuracy of this gun was really unsightly.

After correcting the deviation, Mizuma deliberately aimed the second balloon at the balloon in the center.

Bang, this time the luck was not so good, the bullet hit the plank between the two balloons.

"Look, but that's it?" Jun said disdainfully.

Glancing at the Jun, Mizuma Yue didn't say a word, and fired two more shots, this time to burst the two balloons with a steady play. Ah Jun was speechless again.

After ten shots, Mizuma only popped six balloons.

"Cut, what I said was amazing, it turned out that I only hit six. Ah Jun scoffed.

"It's better than someone with three, right?" Mizuma mocked back.

"Cut! you wait!" The yellow-haired Ah Jun seemed to be unable to swallow this breath, and called someone: "Ah Xiao! I'm at the shooting booth near the gate, let people compare ......"

This is what Mizuma Moon wants, and so far this yellow hair is very on the road.

Mizuma Moon seemed to be very obedient and continued to wait, bought another twenty rounds of ammunition, and tried them one by one with the remaining three guns.

As an excellent police officer, he missed four out of ten shots, and it would be a shame to let people he know about it.

Of course, the problem is not Mizumatsuki's marksmanship, but that the gun in this stall does have a problem.

Mizuma Moon has checked, and the problem is not in the sight, if the sight is manipulated, it is actually easy to see.

The real problem seems to be the bullets, the toy guns have no rifling, the plastic bullets have no specifications to speak of, and the stall cuts corners on the bullets.

The plastic bullets poured out of the pistol magazine are all more or less notched or even directly deformed, and of course it is impossible to fly stably after being shot, and they are simply scattered bullets.

In comparison, the two air rifles are more reliable.

These air rifles have canisters of compressed air, and the bullets are not the lightweight plastic bullets found in the pistol, but a more weighty replica bullet, although it also has some problems, but due to the power and weight of the bullet, it is less affected than the pistol.

Of course, the boss of these rifles also did tricks, in order to reduce costs and increase the number of shots, the cans of compressed air were made hands and feet, and a shot would only consume one-third of the normal air, resulting in insufficient power, but there was nothing to see at the range of five or six meters, the air rifle should have a range of nearly fifty meters, and the range of this recommended canned air version was smaller, and after being castrated to one-third of the original, it was only about ten meters of range.

Mizuma chose again and again, and finally picked the slightly worse of the two rifles to keep at hand.

After a few more minutes, the "Axiao" finally arrived.

Ah Xiao also has yellow hair, and he is wearing studs, and he walks over here with his head slanted, as if he still thinks he is very trendy.

looked at Mizumazuki, and that Ah Xiao didn't even say a word. Grabbed another rifle and slammed it out.

Mizumayue raised her eyebrows in surprise, she actually hit eighteen balloons, if there was no problem with the gun, wouldn't he have a hundred shots?

Of course, there is nothing strange about a distance of five or six meters, and all the criminal police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department can do it, but it is rare among ordinary people.

Ah Xiao raised his chin at Mizumatsuki, signaling that it was your turn.

Mizuma Moon shot a little slower than him, but not too slowly, and finally hit sixteen shots, in fact, only one shot was a failure, and the other three shots were deliberately crooked.

"No, do you? Look at you, you still dare to be a cow! Ah Xiao is the king of guns in all the amusement parks in Tokyo! you know you?" the yellow-haired Ah Jun ran out again, and said triumphantly to Mizumatsuki.

"It's not your strength, what are you proud of? You can't shoot six shots in exchange for you?" Mizumayue rolled her eyes, and then said: "This time you found foreign aid, I'm not convinced, I'm still here next weekend, I dare to bring a master to compete again?"

"I'm afraid you won't make it, right, Axiao?" Ah Jun said very arrogantly before asking Axiao's opinion.

Ah Xiao just nodded as if he couldn't speak, his eyes still staring at Shui Jianyue.

"Well, let's do it at this time and this place next weekend!" said Mizuma.

"Whoever doesn't come is a puppy!" Ah Jun also said with a stiff neck.

So naïve...... Of course, Mizuma didn't say it.

……

Police Hospital.

Miwako Sato stood at the door and looked at Matsuda Jinpei, who was still lying on the bed, not that she couldn't go in to visit, but she couldn't bear to see his completely haggard appearance more thoroughly.

"Miss Sato, are you here again?" Behind him, Matsuda's father, who was holding the medicine, came over, and he had just gone to get Matsuda Jinpei's medicine.

For this policewoman who comes once a month, he and Matsuda Jinpei's mother are familiar with her.

"yes, let's take a look at Matsuda. Miwako Sato replied politely, handing over the envelope in her hand.

Needless to say, this happens every month.

"Alas...... If the two of us old guys can keep Jinhei alive on our own, we can't accept your money......" As a result, the envelope handed by Miwako Sato, Matsuda's father couldn't help but sigh: "Our Matsuda family owes you too much. Miwako Sato didn't say that most of the money belonged to him and Mizuma, and it has been said that it has been the result of a donation from the police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department for the past three years.

"Don't say that," Miwako Sato said with a smile: "We are all Matsuda's colleagues and friends, just treat it as Matsuda owes us, and let him pay it back when he wakes up, you don't have to worry." ”

"Alas...... How could it be......" Matsuda's father may have laughed, but he really couldn't laugh, his mind was full of bitterness and entanglement: "I'm afraid there is no hope for Jinping like this, right?"

"Not necessarily, but there is hope now. Of course, Miwako Sato did not forget the task left by Mizuma Tsuki, and said.

"What did you say?" Matsuda's father didn't understand what Miwako Sato meant.

"That's right...... Miwako Sato relayed what she heard from Mizuma to Matsuda's father, "...... We have a policeman in the Metropolitan Police Department, Mizuma Tsuki, who I mentioned to you before. Mizuma knew a very powerful doctor, and that doctor knew a powerful researcher, who was now developing a drug that could revive people in a vegetative state. ”

"Really?" Matsuda's father looked hopeful.

"I want to wait, there are still some things...... This medicine ...... Now ......"

“…… Therefore, if Matsuda is willing to be a clinical volunteer, he will have to find a way to improve his physical fitness from now on. ”

"How can this be improved?" Matsuda's father glanced at his son in embarrassment, his body was either edema or skinny, even if he moved for him every day, his hands and feet did not block it, and his joints were hard and his limbs were stiff.

"I should ask the doctor about this...... I don't know, maybe the doctor will do it. Miwako Sato said regretfully.

"Okay, as for the clinical volunteer, you tell me to wait for his mother to come back and then discuss with her. ”

"I still have some things to do, since there's no help here. Forgive me for taking my leave. "Say goodbye, Miwako Sato is leaving,

"Wait!" Matsuda's father called Miwako Sato: "Miss Sato, how much does the medicine you just said cost?"

"That's it...... I don't know, but if Matsuda was allowed to volunteer, it would be free, and even if he didn't want to, there would be a cost price for the Mizuma relationship. Miwako Sato thought for a moment and said.

"I got it......"

……

When Miwako Sato walked to the door of the hospital, Yumi Miyamoto was already waiting at the door.

"Really, it's so slow, I won't take you next time. Yumi Miyamoto complained.

"It seems that I didn't want to go in the first place, but you dragged me hard, right?" Miwako Sato looked at Yumi Miyamoto speechlessly.

"Don't say that, go meet more boys, save you from thinking about the shadowless Mizuma Moon who has run away all day long, or running to the hospital to see a vegetative person. Yumi Miyamoto took Miwako Sato's arm and shook it.

"Okay, okay, didn't I already promise you to go with me? Why are you still like this? “

Miwako Sato and Yumi Miyamoto are going to make friends, and the initiator is another friend of Yumi Miyamoto, because there is really no one to pull in, so Yumi Miyamoto even dragged Miwako Sato.

……

"Dad, there's a new restaurant nearby that looks good, shall we check it out tonight?"

"It's good to eat at home, why do you have to go outside and waste money. Uncle Maori didn't do it, pouted and said.

"It's been a long time since I've gone out to eat, let's go out to eat with the whole family after a long absence!" Xiaolan said, and threw the topic to Conan again: "Conan also wants to go out to eat, right?"

"Uh...... I...... Anything goes!" Conan panicked all of a sudden, these two people had a fist to the head, and the other had a unique experience in destroying the metal table with a punch, and Conan didn't dare to offend either side.

"And you see, this restaurant has a lot of food, but the prices are very cheap!" Xiaolan took the flyer and continued to fool Uncle Maori.

"Well, let's treat it once in a while. Unable to resist Xiaolan, the uncle had no choice but to agree, and suddenly asked again: "Slow, you just said that the whole family ...... Isn't it?"

"What's the matter? Of course I'm going to call my mother out!" Xiao Lan pouted and looked at her uncle.

"Okay, it's all up to you. Uncle Maori said helplessly.

Conan watched all this from the sidelines, thinking that Uncle was actually very similar to eating with Aunt Yingli.

Conan recalled that when he was about the same age as now, that is, when Kudo Shinichi was an hour, the uncle should have been very affectionate with Aunt Yingli at that time, what happened to make the two of them separate for many years? Although I have always been curious, because I saw that Uncle and Aunt Yingli were crying silently on the day they separated, Conan never asked Xiaolan.

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