"Do you know how to fly?"

"I can learn."

"Yachts?"

"I can learn."

"Excavators?"

"I can learn."

·

The sun was shining in Hawaii, and Ize, dressed in black, took a glass of cold drink handed to him by his younger brother, and after two sips, he felt alive.

Three days ago, the Japanese stronghold was organized.

No sooner had Izawa been allowed to get out of bed than Gin walked in with a body of gunpowder.

Izawa was asked a lot of questions by Gin that he thought were inexplicably strange, but in Gin's slightly expectant eyes, he changed my high emotional intelligence to I can't learn it.

As for Gin's sense of relief, Izawa didn't know very well, after all, he wasn't magical enough to read something from Gin's expression.

Next, he was carried by Gin on a plane bound for the Hawaiian branch of the organization.

On the plane, Gin coldly announced Izawa's make-up lesson plan to Rin Izawa, "Airplanes, speedboats, and helicopters are a must, and other piloting classes can also be learned." ”

"You also have to learn Braille, foreign languages, and Morse codes, and you have to change your spoken English, so you can't let people know that you're Japanese.

In the end, your recovery training must be less, your physical fitness must be trained, and I will raid your room in the middle of the night these days, although I won't shoot, but every time I wake you up, it means that you are 'dead' once. ”

In the end, Gin looked at Izawa and added the last sentence in a serious tone: "That gentleman has taken a fancy to you after knowing you, and when you complete the training and complete the next task, you will officially have the code name to join my team." ”

·

The news that Gin was coming to the Hawaii branch spread quickly, and the low-level people who worshiped Gin returned to the stronghold.

But when Gin really came, no one dared to really come forward to express worship to Gin.

Ize looked at the group of people who wanted to step forward and didn't dare to do so, "Brother Vodka, are they so scared?" ”

[Don't you dare, dare A come up.] ]

Vodka pushed down his sunglasses, "That's why I'm the big brother and the little brother: I'm bold and obedient." ”

Ize and Vodka smiled at each other, their friendship had already been sublimated in the game.

Gin turned around and glanced at the two younger brothers who were giggling, and sighed speechlessly, "Keep up." ”

Next, Gin seriously introduced Izawa's next coaches - they are all the grassroots backbone of the organization, and Izawa silently memorized the names and faces of these people.

- Of course, these are going to be handed over to the superiors, maybe the above will not hold him accountable when he sees this as soon as he is happy, and he will take the order as a reaction not to see it, hoping that his real upline wave can withstand the pressure from above, Amitabha.

After Gin arranged a room for Izawa, he left on the plane with vodka.

·

It's really hot in Hawaii.

Why do you wear organizational uniforms in Hawaii?

Aren't they hot?

Rin Izawa couldn't figure it out.

The hot weather and the wealth of knowledge to be learned, Izawa is like a sun-dried fish swimming in a sea of books.

It's already a salted fish.

[The special training base that Yusaku Kudo chose for his son wouldn't be a brewery, right?] ]

Izawa decided to knock on the side, and he found his English instructor, "If I want to introduce ordinary people to Hawaii for training, is there anything else around here besides the organization?" ”

His English instructor smiled nonchalantly and said, "FBI!" ”

Rin Izawa: ······?

Wrong? The Hawaii branch is near the FBI? And the FBI didn't find out? There's something wrong with the FBI!

"Wait a minute, are you talking about the FBI I know?" Izawa couldn't hold back his doubts and raised his voice to ask.

[Is it true?] ]

"The FBI, it's the FBI."

[I always feel that the FBI he said is not the same as I know it.] ]

Is that why it's up to Conan to uproot the distillery?

It's worth thinking about.