After brushing shoulders with death, Wakamatsu Toshihide immediately became much more honest, obediently adhering to the gun safety precautions that Akemi had stated.
When Lin Yi unintentionally pointed the muzzle at him, he would immediately shout nervously: "Boss! Watch your muzzle! Don't point it at friendly forces!! It would be troublesome if it accidentally went off!"
His reaction, like someone bitten by a snake once being afraid of a rope for ten years, made Lin Yi find it amusing.
To ensure safety, Akemi taught them one by one, teaching them how to shoot and put away the gun, and only allowed them to practice on their own after ensuring they were qualified.
Before starting his own practice, Lin Yi secretly ate a piece of memory bread.
Then, holding the pistol, he began to shoot.
Bullets were fired one after another, and the feeling of each shot was firmly remembered.
The bullets repeatedly deviated from the target and landed beside it.
When there are enough wrong experiences, then you are not far from the correct one.
To save time, he directly used the tree as a practice target.
Finally, after Lin Yi emptied three magazines, his hit rate began to slowly increase.
After five magazines, Lin Yi's hit rate at a range of fifty meters could reach fifty percent!
Just as the ten minutes were up, the effect of the memory bread wore off, and Lin Yi felt that his arms were a little sore.
If he didn't have to manually load bullets in between, he probably could have fired several more magazines.
This cheat-like speed of improvement stunned Akemi, who was watching from the side, on the spot. She even couldn't help but ask: "Have you played with guns before?"
Seeing Akemi's surprised expression, Lin Yi, in order not to scare her, could only say: "Two or three years ago, I often went hunting with acquaintances, and they would secretly bring pistols... I played with them at that time."
"I thought so..." Akemi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this explanation.
Lin Yi looked at Wakamatsu Toshihide, wondering how his progress was.
Lin Yi practiced with the pistol first, while Wakamatsu Toshihide practiced with the rifle first. He felt that the rifle was more imposing.
Lin Yi couldn't identify the type of pistol, but the type of rifle was very obvious. Lin Yi could tell that it was an AK.
He couldn't help but ask Akemi about the question in his mind: "Why do bad guys always use AKs?"
Akemi replied: "Because AKs are reliable, have complete accessories, standardized ammunition, and most importantly, are cheap!"
"Oh... I see." Lin Yi suddenly understood.
So it's a poor man's weapon... no wonder so many people use it.
Wakamatsu Toshihide held the rifle, his shoulder against the butt, aimed at the target, and pulled the trigger, firing bullets one after another.
"Da."
"Da."
After firing thirty bullets, he loaded the bullets and asked Akemi for her opinion: "I want to switch to fully automatic mode..."
Akemi thought for a while and said: "You can... but you can only load seven bullets. Try what fully automatic feels like first."
"Okay."
After Wakamatsu Toshihide loaded seven bullets into the magazine, he couldn't wait to switch to fully automatic mode, then adopted a shooting stance and pulled the trigger.
"Da da da..."
A series of fire flashes burst from the muzzle, and Wakamatsu Toshihide's body also swayed a little.
Akemi asked curiously: "Your posture is correct, why are you still swaying? The recoil of seven bullets shouldn't be a problem for you."
Wakamatsu Toshihide stammered: "I... my legs are weak, I can't stand still."
"..." Akemi was speechless. She glanced at Lin Yi, really wondering where he found such an extreme character. Being lecherous is one thing, and you can't find many men in Japan who aren't lecherous, but a guy like him who doesn't know moderation is really hard to find in all of Japan.
Then Akemi said helplessly: "Then let's switch to practicing kneeling shooting."
"Lunch is ready... everyone, come and eat."
Kosaka Kanon called out from the side.
Wakamatsu Toshihide still wanted to continue practicing, and Akemi had no choice but to supervise him to prevent any accidents.
Lin Yi went ahead to get lunch by himself.
"Aren't they eating?" Kano Kosaka asked.
"They'll be here later… don't worry about them."
Lin Yi took the bento box and spoon from Kano Kosaka's hand and started eating.
Instant meals weren't about deliciousness; they were about filling your stomach.
Lin Yi had once tried eating instant noodles for thirty consecutive days, so an instant meal was no problem for him.
While eating, Lin Yi noticed that Kano Kosaka was visibly down. He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Can't eat?"
"No…" Kano Kosaka shook her head, looking worriedly at Wakamatsu Toshihide, who was practicing shooting, and said, "Do you… really have to go? I don't have to transfer to Teitan High School."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yi understood what she was worried about.
Lin Yi also felt a bit helpless. If he could, he wouldn't want to get involved in all the fighting and killing. He'd rather just be a carefree playboy, a scumbag without a care in the world.
However, if he did that, he probably wouldn't have any connection with beauties like Vermouth, Rena Mizunashi, and Curacao.
These were all key figures on the Black Organization's side, and it would be impossible to bring them into his harem without entering the organization's storyline.
Even Conan, the protagonist, had only interacted with them a few times.
Lin Yi wanted to conquer them, which required long-term contact.
And that useless system wasn't helping; he'd opened so many treasure chests but hadn't gotten a single shooting mastery skill.
If he could have gotten one, would he still need to run to this remote wilderness to practice shooting?
But he couldn't tell Kano Kosaka these things directly.
Seeing her low spirits, Lin Yi could only put down his utensils, pull her into his arms to comfort her, and repeatedly assure her that he would be fine.
Kano Kosaka, as expected of a child who had been battered by society, quickly composed herself and smiled, saying she was fine.
In the afternoon, Lin Yi used the Memory Bread to continue his training.
When his pistol accuracy reached seventy percent at a range of fifty meters, it became difficult to improve further, so he switched to rifle shooting.
Thanks to the Memory Bread, Lin Yi quickly became proficient with the rifle, but in full-auto mode, his accuracy only reached fifty percent.
This was unavoidable; the recoil was too strong during continuous firing, making it difficult to control the gun.
To improve further, he had to keep practicing repeatedly.
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