MTL - After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck-Chapter 15

Metropolitan Police Academy, in the auditorium where teachers and students gather.

The principal is giving various impassioned speeches above, and below is a group of freshmen who have just put on formal police uniforms.

"It has been a week since I entered school, and the police card will be officially issued to everyone today. When you get the police card, you are already an official policeman. Please also remember that there is nothing like a police card. Things that are more likely to be used by crimes. Once lost, no matter what the reason, please leave here. For the remaining six months of study, I hope you will be strict with yourself and abide by discipline. "

After leaving the auditorium, Chiyuki Amamiya lowered her gaze and looked at the black and blue leather certificate in her hand, which always felt unreal.

Although she is not interested in the documents, she is very interested in the first shooting training in the afternoon.

But before shooting training, she still has something to do.

So he can be sure that she is looking for him for Xiaozhenping.

Of course things went as he expected.

"So, Amamiya-san came to me to find out why Xiao Jinping hates the police so much?"

Hagihara Ken leaned against the tree halfway, with a calm smile on the corner of his mouth. The girls who passed by near the flower beds were also waving to him.

For this kind of current king, Amamiya Qianxue really doesn't want to talk to him in public.

But there are too many people who are forced to date this guy, so she can only catch the opportunity to block people in the middle of the road.

She nodded and responded to Hagihara Kenji's question.

Hagihara Kenji stretched his body, "In general, Xiaojinhei's father once lost the opportunity to realize his dream because of the police's misapprehension. During that time, Xiaojinhei also Called the son of a murderer. That's probably why he thinks the police are a bunch of bastards."

Amamiya Qianxue rubbed her tear mole, "Then the real murderer was caught?"

"I got it, but Xiao Jinping's father was a professional boxer at the time. Because of this matter, the title battle was lost, and everything in the future would not go well."

"Then why did he come to the police academy?"

Listening to the other party's ridicule, Amamiya Qianxue hurriedly took a few steps back, "Miss detective, please don't call Hagihara-san like that."

"That's Amamiya?"

"As long as it's not Miss Detective."

"Okay~~, but I really don't know why he came to be a policeman." Hagihara Kenji smiled and seemed very happy.

Amamiya Chiyuki nodded, "Thank you Hagihara-san for telling me this, then I'll go to the cafeteria to eat first."

After bowing slightly, she turned to leave.

But the person leaning against the tree stopped him, "It's called Hagihara, you don't need to add a classmate. Also, although Kojinhei looks down on the police, he is very fond of Amamiya. Favor is added~”

Looking at the wink attached by the other party, and the exclamations of a group of girls passing by around the flower bed, which were a little bit crazy.

She just thought this guy looked like a big peacock.

After nodding and thanking him, he hurriedly left the scene surrounded by girls.

Amamiya Chiyuki felt that in the future, it would be better to deal less with such an eye-catching Hagihara Kenji.

On a sunny afternoon, the sun slanted light and shadow through the glass.

Everything looks so beautiful and peaceful.

It would be better if Onizuka Instructor didn't point her head to teach.

!"

The middle-aged man with a beard hated iron.

Last night on vacation, he had a dinner with his friend Mu Mu Shisan, during which his long-time friend named Qianxue Amemiya and Ling Gu Ling.

He also said that as soon as Amamiya graduated, he would go to his criminal department to search for the first class and forcibly search the third department, which really made Onizuka feel good about the girl who was last in the physical fitness test in the class interest.

After listening to his friend's description, Onizuka, who has been drinking for three times, also thinks that this guy is a good seed for a detective.

So today I am a little more attentive.

And then there was this disappointing result.

Amamiya Chiyuki, who was wearing protective earmuffs, bowed her head obediently, fiddling with the gun in her hand, always feeling that something was wrong.

Inky black revolver/gun with a bit of heat at the muzzle.

"I don't think there is a problem with the gun?"

After four rounds, Matsuda Jinhei came over.

Instructor Onizuka glared at this cynical boy, waved his hand to let him go away, "How is it possible! Stop talking nonsense, boy!" Then he turned his head and said to Amamiya Qianxue: "You're just short of the last round. You shoot first, and I'll see what's wrong."

Matsuda Jinping, who was punched by the instructor, pouted and looked disdainful.

"Yes."

Amamiya Chiyuki nodded, facing the target in the shooting range.

The feet are splayed, slightly wider than the shoulders, the legs are naturally straight, and the left hand is on the waist.

Maintaining a standard standing one-handed sniper, it can be said that in the process of preparation and firing, and the posture after firing, it is perfect, like replicating the action in the textbook.

Onizuka, who thought it might be a posture problem or a mentality problem, couldn't find anything wrong at the moment.

But the number of rings played is strange, 6.5 rings.

It is still a target, and a failing score.

I practice shooting according to the teaching posture, why is it so bad? Is it really too unlucky?

She lowered her eyelids, her right hand felt numb because of the shooting, and she didn't realize it for a while, since the person behind her took away the firearm in her hand.

Just as she turned her head in surprise, ready to take it back.

Matsuda Jinpei, who was wearing a hat diagonally, pointed her finger at her, motioning her to keep quiet.

Instructor Onizuka frowned, thinking about what went wrong, but didn't notice it at all.

Afterwards, in the exclamations of the crowd, he realized that he saw Matsuda Jinping, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, dismantling the firearm with a tool he did not know where to find it.

The parts and skeleton of a gun lay in front of him.

Amamiya Chiyuki, who is hailed by her friends as a future star of the police world, is squatting on the ground, listening to the babble of the bastard.

"Look, the tenon here is broken." Matsuda Jinhe and the people around him muttered.

Amamiya Qianxue nodded, "This shape is indeed very different from the normal state, it must have been dropped, and the revolver/gun couldn't help falling."

"Yes, the barrel and the magazine are not aligned, so it is not possible to hit, so it is not your problem."

She gave a wry smile. If she didn't agree to this sentence, it should be her problem. For example, she was too unlucky to be assigned to this problematic hand/gun.

Matsuda Jinping raised his eyelids, "Don't worry, it's not your problem."

And before he could assemble it, the instructor Onizuka yelled to stop him, "What are you doing, Matsuda!"

Amamiya Chiyuki hurriedly stood up and started to explain, "Instructor! It's not Matsuda's fault, it's because I think there's something wrong with this hand/gun, so..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Onizuka Instructor, "What are you talking about! Amamiya! As a policeman, he actually handed over his own gun to others, whether it was active or not. , you are all unforgivable mistakes! What is a gun?? Something as important as life! Now, hand/gun training is over! The rest of the people return the equipment, you two stand for me!"

The two who were trained stood side by side in silence, unable to refute, because there was no reason to refute.

Just when the instructor Onizuka wanted to reprimand him severely, he was pulled over by the assistant.

Seeing Onizuka walking away, Matsuda Jinping yawned and grimaced at the back of the walking away, "Don't think too much, that's how ghosts are."

"No, I think I'm the one who got you involved."

"What, it was originally a problem with the gun, okay? It's not your problem."

"Oh oh..."

Matsuda Jinhei wanted to say something, but was stunned by Onizuka's question.

"You kid has a bullet hidden! Hand it over! Then assemble the gun!"

"Huh?? What are you talking about? I didn't take a bullet at all!" Matsuda Jinping was at a loss.

Onitsuka sullenly said, "Stop talking nonsense! Who else but you?"※

Amamiya Qianxue quickly interrupted the atmosphere filled with gunpowder.

"Instructor! You mean one less bullet, right? It's not like what you taught us in class to be so arbitrary without confirming evidence. Not to mention whether he took it or not, even if he is suspected, if there is no definite evidence, he should be innocent."

Instructor Onizuka was a little speechless when he said this.

Matsuda Jinhei looked at the girl standing in front of him in surprise. Sure enough, Amamiya was different from those messy police officers.

After noticing the movement in the vicinity, Date Air also hurriedly came over to make a round.

Onizuka glared at Matsuda Jinping, who was held back by two people with a stinky face, and did not continue to say that he stole the bullet.

Just urging everyone to hand over the bullets quickly.

It was also at this time that the overseer who came to repair the roof needed to check and lead the way. Onizuka asked them to assemble the hand/gun before he came back, find the bullet and return it together.

"Cut!" Matsuda Jinping rolled his eyes.

Monitor Date patted Matsuda Jinhei on the shoulder, "You didn't take it, did you?"

"What, do you doubt me too?"

Amamiya Qianxue frowned, "Squad leader, it's definitely not Matsuda."

"Then let's catch the real murderer together." Idahang tapped his palm with his fist, full of confidence.

Jiaogu Ling also came over at this time, "Squad leader, you are too naive, if he can't clear his suspicions, he will only be like his father." ※

Matsuda Jinping's face sank, and he was about to refute it, but was preempted by the girls around him.

"Falling valley classmates, please consider the matter on a case-by-case basis, and don't compare these two matters."

At the same time, a loud bang caught everyone's attention.

"Boom!"

A hole was broken in the ceiling, and a worker in overalls fell from the hole as sawdust flew.

The instructor Onizuka on the second floor hurriedly reached out to pick it up, half of his body flew out of the railing, but because the ropes hanging from the workers were entangled with each other.

Instructor Onizuka's neck was hung on the entangled rope, and the whole person was hung in the air.

In an instant, the entire training ground was frightened.

Amamiya Qianxue's eyes widened, she had to cut the rope quickly, otherwise Instructor Onizuka would die.

Ida Hang glanced at the friends around, and after the order, several people performed their duties.

"I'll go to the roof to see." After dropping those words, Amamiya Qianxue ran out of the training room.

Following her is the month of May.

The idea of ​​​​breaking the rope with a hand/gun is good, but the risk is also very high, and the hope of saving people cannot be entrusted to this method.

When she stood firm on the roof of the training ground, the rope tied to the post next to her was still taut, and below was the wooden roof that needed to be repaired because of the rain.

Obviously it was the rain that caused the wood to rot, which caused the big hole to break after the fall.

She took out the knife she took from the worker and moved it on the sloped roof.

collapsed.

This also made Amamiya Chiyuki heave a sigh of relief, it seems that they are still faster. With the cut rope in hand, he began to prepare to go downstairs.

She moved slowly towards the ladder.

When she climbed up, she had no idea because of the emergency, and now she realized that this kind of thing was quite dangerous.

In the house, Matsuda Jinhei let out a long sigh of relief after watching Instructor Onizuka being successfully put down, and ran outside.

At this time, Amamiya Qianxue, because of the slippery moss on the roof, the soles of the feet slipped, and the whole person rolled down to the edge of the sloping eaves.