"Takagi?!"

Not only Yumi Miyamoto, but even the people who searched for a lesson were dumbfounded.

Things unfolded beyond everyone's expectations.

Miwako Sato said very entangledly:

"Takagi, my driver's license is full marks..."

"Miss Sato, you don't need to say more."

Takagi Wataru raised his head and swept away the promise:

"I'm a man, and men have to be daring."

The corners of Sakaki's mouth twitched.

He always felt that there was something in Takagi's words, and he scolded him in a different way.

But now, it's too late to regret it.

"Takagi..."

Yumi Miyamoto sighed:

"You've figured it out."

"You've figured it out!"

Wataru Takagi stretched out his hand solemnly:

"Let's do what the rules do!"

Click!

Cold handcuffs, Wataru Takagi, who was quite complacent, was brought into the Metropolitan Police Department by Yumi Miyamoto.

He had no idea what was waiting for him next.

"What a kind man..."

Sakaki sighed.

If the next few days were fine, he wouldn't mind being detained for a few days.

But shamelessness is shamelessness than breaking the agreement.

Twilight Thirteen, who had lost a powerful general, was depressed for only three seconds, and then regained his cheerfulness.

A group of police officers, including Miwako Sato.

They laughed heartlessly.

The camaraderie can be seen.

"Brother Sakaki doesn't have to worry."

Twilight Thirteen smiled:

"Even if Takagi is taken away, he will not be detained."

"Because he was an incumbent and was on a mission at the time, it was a special case."

"At most, it's a warning, it doesn't hurt."

Then you won't be laughing so happily....

Sakaki muttered secretly.

"Let's go, Brother Sakakikoto, we're all ready for the gun assessment."

"As long as you can pass the test, you will be allowed to carry a firearm when handling the case."

Twilight Thirteen straightened her round belly and walked towards the Metropolitan Police Department:

"This is the permission of the White Horse Police Director."

No, no, no...

He sighed inwardly.

The Qingchang Biological Experiment Research Institute is obviously not a law-abiding place.

Gin carries a pistol with him, and Sakaki is afraid of the same.

If you don't give Sakaki a reason to legally possess a firearm....

When the gin is caught in the future, Sakaki Makoto will also have to be questioned.

Therefore, all the hidden dangers must be solved at the initial stage.

This can make Sakaki Makoto die!

all

It's all in the plans.

...............

After entering the Metropolitan Police Department, several people came to the second basement floor.

This is a special shooting range with firearms for police officers to test their guns.

"Let's test our marksmanship first."

Twilight Thirteen pointed to the perfectly maintained guns on the iron rack and said:

"How about starting with our standard pistols?"

Sakaki shrugged noncommittally and stepped forward to pick up a Smith-Wesson Special Agent revolver.

This pistol, also known as the M60, was introduced earlier.

"Officer Sato, you can show Mr. Sakaki."

Twilight Thirteen was very considerate, considering that Makoto had no professional training, and said to Miwako Sato.

"Yes, Dusk Police."

Miwako Sato walked up to the shelf, picked up an M60 revolver, loaded it with bullets, put on goggles, and walked into the stable-like testing ground.

With both arms raised horizontally, the right hand controls the muzzle direction and trigger, and the left hand is responsible for stabilization, and the movement is extremely standard.

Sakaki nodded slightly.

The muzzle of the gun is steady but not shaking, and the gaze is firm, in a straight line with the front sight and the target.

Just from the actions, it can be seen that Miwako Sato is the best in the police academy.

Presumably, the marksmanship will not be bad.

Bang bang!

After getting ready, Miwako Sato pulled the trigger repeatedly, and the five bullets were fired in three seconds.

Twenty-five meters away, there was a cloud of dust on the paper target, and Twilight Thirteen pressed the button, and the paper target quickly approached.

“90、81、69、77、95....”

"What a sharpshooter!"

The surrounding police officers applauded in amazement.

They weren't boasting, they were praising from the heart.

Revolvers are inherently inherently inherently inaccurate.

Or a short-barreled firearm.

Twenty-five meters apart, firing five shots in a row, it is not easy to be able to hit with a gun.

Not to mention that the bullet holes are all covered within the confines of the body.

Sakaki frowned slightly.

He sees things from a different perspective than normal people.

He saw a big drawback in Miwako Sato.

If she is very accurate in her marksmanship during training, and turns into a human stroke master in actual combat or emergencies, this is not a good sign.

Of course, there are many factors influenced by the outside world in actual combat, and even sharpshooters who have no bullets dare not say that every shot is fatal.

But....

He remembered the time when the police and Asakura Nobuaki had a fight in the law firm.

More than a dozen policemen, more than a dozen guns, in an emergency, only one shot was shot in the shoulder of Nobuaki Asakura, and the rest was empty.

If you say that everyone's marksmanship is not good, it can be understood.

But if it's like Miwako Sato....

If she can't hit the prisoner, it can only be her heart, panicked.

This problem is much more serious than bad marksmanship.

At all times, calmness comes first.

When a person is not calm, he also loses his mind and becomes an uncontrollable factor.

"Brother Sakakikoto, it's your turn."

Twilight Thirteen said with a smile.

Nodding, Sakaki stood in front of the stage, pulled down the hammer, and raised his arm.

Behind them, a group of policemen quietly took a few steps back, nervous.

The recoil of the revolver is not small.

With a gun in one hand like Sakaki, it's easy to get out of your hands.

The policemen with small wrist strength did not even dare to try.

Not to mention Makoto Sakaki, who is "untrained".

25 meters is equivalent to the height of an 8-story building, which is converted into a straight line distance....

The paper target is about the size of 14 people.

Holding the grainy hilt of the gun, Sakaki moved his shoulders, his expression becoming cold.

Bang bang!

The powerful kinetic energy of gunpowder forced the air to compress, and the burned powder exploded into a cloud of gray mist, and one bullet after another came out of the chamber, and the paper target trembled.

The sound of a hammer sounded in the air, and Sakaki put down his pistol and glanced behind him.

Twilight Thirteen pressed the button in understanding, and the paper target approached.

The center of the paper target is in tatters at this moment, and five bullet marks are clearly visible.

All are in the red zone, with a score greater than 90.

"This...."

Twilight Thirteen looked at the paper target and fell silent.

He never expected that Sakakiko's results were far better than Miwako Sato, almost full marks.

"Brother Sakaki..."

"Have you practiced marksmanship?"

"It's back then."

Sakaki Makoto will not say that he is holding a gun for the first time, which is a fake that can no longer be fake:

"I spent some time abroad and learned as a child."

"Oh..."

Twilight Thirteen grinned.

He only now understands that Sakaki Cheng dared to go to Asakura Nobuaki alone, not to Tuoda.

This kind of marksmanship can be selected into the elite army.

With a little training, you can become a sniper who specializes in black guns.

Talent....