A private shooting range owned by the Suzuki Foundation.

Outdoor, C range, close range.

In the slightly blowing autumn wind, blowing away the slight smell of gunpowder smoke from the shooting range, two figures, one large and one small, each holding a model of gun, stood on both sides.

Behind them, Mr. Masaki looked at the two with great interest, he was the referee of the match.

"Conan, don't admit defeat." Xia Muxing threw a gun flower on the M500 in his hand.

As a cannon-level positioning in a pistol, the weight of the M500 is even close to that of a miniature charge, and the recoil is not something that ordinary people can easily control.

Mr. Masaki has a big waist and a round physique, and he doesn't like to use this gun very much, if Young Master Muxing is a beginner, he will definitely not recommend using this gun, but he is not a beginner, and may even be a veteran.

Conan lowered his head, his glasses reflective, the detective would not admit defeat easily!

"Now that we're done with the test shot, let's get started, and since you're only loaded with 5 rounds, let's compete to see who can finish the 5 rounds the fastest and get the highest score."

The gun in Conan's hand, the Browning M1903, was a star gun that became popular with reliable performance, beautiful appearance, fine processing, and moderate power.

When this pistol was first released, it was called the safest pistol in the world.

It had the innovative triple insurance of the time: manual insurance, magazine failure insurance, and grip insurance.

Bullets with a caliber of 9 mm.

The loading capacity is 8 rounds.

"Yes, you can set the target distance."

Xia Muxing pointed to the computer next to him that could set parameters.

The target position is 10~50m away.

The number of target shots is 1~50 times.

Whether it is timed or not.

Conan walked over, manually set it to 25M, hit the target 5 times, and timed.

Then click 3 seconds to start,

Put on the earbuds,

Quickly return to the starting position,

Skillfully hold the gun with both hands and feet shoulder-width apart, arms raised and stretched forward, arms parallel to shoulders, face forward gaze aimed at the crosshair and the target.

Conan remembered how he felt when he shot in Hawaii, and then stared ahead.

Xia Muxing casually put on the earplugs and nodded, it could be seen that Conan's posture was particularly proficient, and he had definitely practiced before.

The target from 25 meters away suddenly stood up.

Bell bell!

Five crisp voices rang out in a row.

Five rounds, all on target.

The range's LED scoreboard lights up.

"10 points

9.8 points

8.8 points

8.2 points

7.8 points

Overall: 44.6 points.

Duration: 1.3 seconds. ”

Conan put away his gun and stood in place gasping, sure enough, his body was still too reluctant now.

"It's very good, it's a pity, your crosshairs are floating later." Xia Muxing looked at the target in the distance with appreciation.

The last shot was out of the red circle in the middle of the bull's-eye.

"The recoil of the M500, if you want to score higher than me, you have to hold down the gun, you have to be more accurate than me, obviously more difficult than me, even if the score is higher than mine, if you exceed my time, then you will lose."

Conan's voice was calm, and although the last shot was floating, there was still hope for him.

Xia Muxing was speechless, this kid has entered Kudo's new state again, have you forgotten that you are a child now.

Set the parameters, count down to three seconds,

Check the M500, push the left wheel, toggle,

The revolver spun quickly in the air,

Meditate in my heart for two seconds,

Both Conan and Mr. Masaki looked at him nervously, not knowing what kind of results he could play.

Syllable!

The revolver closes!

Holding the pistol easily and naturally with his right hand, his arm raised parallel to his right shoulder, his face turned slightly to the right, and his eyes aimed at the crosshair at the target that was about to bounce off in the distance.

Conan and Mr. Masaki looked shocked and launched the M500 with one hand!?

The target is raised!

Bell bell!

The continuous, fast, fluid sound of shooting and the loud sound of a bullet hitting the target merge.

Xia Muxing collected the gun.

The range's LED scoreboard lights up

"10 points

9.8 points

9.8 points

9.6 points

9.8 points

Total score: 49 points.

Time: 1.1 seconds. ”

The terrifying 49 minutes were even pressed to within 1.1 seconds!

Or a one-handed launch!

Conan was petrified, his little body frozen.

Was, crushed! The total score and the time taken were collectively crushed.

Mr. Masaki thought that Young Master Muxing might be a veteran, but he didn't expect this to be a big guy, no, a big guy!

This horrible achievement?

Although the time taken is not the fastest in the world, this score is definitely the best in the world!

Xia Muxing sighed,

"My hands were a little cold, a little embarrassed, I thought I could score in less than a second."

Mr. Masaki and Conan's eyes were staring at Xia Muxing at the same time, and the corners of their mouths twitched synchronously.

"Young Master Shepherd......."

"You can be a ........"

The two of them wanted to talk and stopped, you can be a person This sentence was held back for a long time, and I didn't dare to say it, who knows if Xia Muxing is a stingy person.

"Huh? What do you say? It's okay, just say it, I'm a good-natured person, whoever says bad things about me, I ....... generally"

Xia Muxing threw off the revolver, poured out the cartridge case, loaded new bullets one by one, and glanced at the two people, "Report it on the spot." ”

Conan snorted, laughed dryly, and quickly changed his words, "How about being a detective?" ”

"Young Master Muxing wins!" Mr. Zhengmu looked serious, like a professional referee, and raised Xia Muxing's hand, as if the person whose mouth twitched just now was not him.

"Forget about the detective, I'm not good at reasoning, next, I want to try sniping, I haven't used it yet." Xia Muxing put away the M500 and put it on the belt that Nana mimiced on his waist, this belt can be connected to Nana's space storage compartment, whatever you want, you can touch it, which is particularly convenient.

"I'll take you." Mr. Masaki turned around and led the way, walking towards the shooting range next to him.

"Conan, go back to Xiaolan and play with them first, they shouldn't be very interested in guns, you just go to the restaurant with them for some afternoon tea, I heard Mr. Masaki introduce that the chefs here are all hired by Uncle Suzuki from Huaguo with a high salary, and they don't eat for nothing."

Xia Muxing plans to support Conan.

There are no outsiders here to practice sniping, only Mr. Masaki, who doesn't plan to pretend, and should be basically proficient in this afternoon of practice.

Conan's half-moon eyes, obviously trying to get out of my own practice, this excuse........ It's hard to refuse!

"Okay, though, I'm not going to throw in easily." Conan turned to leave.

It's too cold, and besides, do you really not treat me as an outsider, or do you get acquainted with me all of a sudden.......

"Hey, be careful, you're still a kid." Xia Muxing put down this sentence and quickly caught up with Mr. Zhengmu, who had already gone away.

Conan was speechless, chatting with Brother Muxing so well that he forgot to hide it.

In fact, he is not to blame, Xia Muxing himself did not treat Conan as a child, he directly discussed everything with Conan and put Conan on an equal footing.

So for Conan, they were equal conversations, which made him think that he was still Kudo Shinichi, and Conan couldn't help but laugh when he understood this.

"What an interesting person who can talk to elementary school students on an equal footing."

As if laughing at himself, Conan's figure faded away.

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"A 100-meter target." Xia Muxing held the AWP in his hand, loaded the bullet, lay on the ground, and aimed at the distant position.

AWP, a sniper rifle produced by the British International Precision Instruments Company, is also commonly known as the big green sniper.

high-precision sniper rifles,

"Okay young master, don't you really need a sniper scope?" Mr. Masaki asked.

After Xia Muxing got the AWP in his hands, he took off the sniper scope.

"The pure masters all use machine aiming, and only the sissy uses sniper scopes." Xia Muxing's words were loud, as if he was saying something reasonable.

"Yes, is that true?" Mr. Masaki looked confused.

"Yes! Mr. Masaki helped me erect a target, a humanoid target, and I was in trouble. Xia Muxing calmly aimed, this would be the first shot he fired.

The target is upright, and the number of shots is 10 times.

Bang!

Miss.

Xia Muxing was not in a mood to fluctuate, felt the landing point of the bullet just now, pulled out a piece of grass and threw it into the sky, and measured the direction of the wind.

Although it is only 100 meters away, the impact of the wind is minimal, but it is still necessary to take into account that this is a good habit, and when you shoot at a distance of 600 meters, you must consider the wind direction!

The wind direction came from six o'clock, which was not very big and had no effect.

This AWP is an old model, the effective range is only 600 meters, after 600 meters will be affected by various factors, wind speed is one of the important factors.

Bang!

Xia Muxing shot again.