Gin doesn't want to work hard

The target had now been moved more than ten meters away.

But similarly, the scattered shell casings had already piled up in a thick layer at his feet.

Clearly, Kurosawa used up a considerable number of bullets that afternoon.

But he remained completely unmoved, after all, it was FBI stuff.

Shuichi Akai didn't seem to care.

After all, shooting practice always involves using up bullets.

Only real guns and ammunition can bring the most authentic experience.

Shuichi Akai was more interested in Kurosawa's progress than in the bullets he used.

Kurosawa made significant progress that afternoon.

From initially being unable to hit the bullseye on a three-meter target, to now being able to hit the nine rings on a ten-meter target.

This is already a very good result for a beginner.

"That's it for today."

Seeing that Kurosawa had emptied another magazine, Shuichi Akai spoke up.

"Are you tired too?"

"Let's go back and rest today, and continue tomorrow."

Kurosawa nodded and put the gun down.

He was indeed quite tired.

Tired.

He deliberately controlled the bullets to miss, without letting Akai Shuichi notice.

It was alright at first, since there was some novelty involved.

But it got a bit boring later on.

However, some of the tips and experiences shared by Shuichi Akai were quite interesting.

Kurosawa successfully recreated some of Shuichi Akai's little habits based on these techniques.

Perhaps I can give him a surprise when I meet him again as Gin.

……

The two returned to the hospital.

Shuichi Akai walked ahead and pushed open the ward door.

As soon as he opened the door, he met Conan's scrutinizing gaze.

"Where have you been?"

Conan sat on the stool with his arms crossed. Although he was not tall, his gaze was sharp.

Conan was clearly angry about Kurosawa and the other two sneaking out.

"The doctor must have said that you're not allowed to go out, right?"

Conan narrowed his eyes as he looked at Shuichi Akai's clothes.

"If you change out of your hospital gown and sneak out without permission, how are you going to explain it when the nurses come?"

Upon hearing this, Kurosawa, who was a step behind Shuichi Akai, silently took off his trench coat.

Then, he calmly walked to his bedside and sat down naturally.

Conan was momentarily speechless upon seeing Kurosawa's actions.

Meanwhile, Shuichi Akai took the opportunity to grab a hospital gown and go into the restroom.

He grabbed the clothes on his way back.

"Click."

The toilet door was closed, and Conan turned his head sharply, only to find that Shuichi Akai was nowhere to be seen.

Conan: ...

He took a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions.

He even obediently went back and took a nap.

God knows how he felt when he woke up and saw the empty hospital room!

He knew perfectly well that Kurosawa and the other man were trying to get him away.

His willingness to go back is already a concession.

Even though he cooperated so much, they were still so unscrupulous.

Let him go if he wants, but at least he should come back before he arrives.

You went out behind my back, and then came back before I did, and I'll pretend I didn't know anything.

That's what Conan was trying to say.

But Kurosawa and the others clearly didn't understand.

It's understandable that Kurosawa doesn't understand Conan, but Conan doesn't believe that Shuichi Akai doesn't understand either!

Since that's the case, don't blame him for finding out where they went!

Conan thought of Shuichi Akai's clothes.

The clothes fit him well, and upon closer inspection, it was clear that they were the same type as what he had worn before.

Except for the missing knitted hat, they are practically identical.

It's also possible that it was bought on short notice after leaving home.

But Conan is more inclined to believe that Shuichi Akai went home.

This also explains why Kurosawa didn't change his clothes, but just covered himself with a coat.

However, it wouldn't take that long to go home for just one trip.

They must have done something else too!

Conan thought with absolute certainty.

As for what they actually did...

He turned to look at Kurosawa and asked tentatively.

"Kurosawa-kun, what were you guys doing just now?"

Kurosawa glanced at him upon hearing this, then hesitated, seemingly unsure whether to answer.

Just then, Shuichi Akai came out, having changed his clothes.

Kurosawa breathed a sigh of relief and immediately looked at Shuichi Akai, giving him a look that said, "Go ask him."

Conan sighed upon seeing this.

It seems that taking shortcuts won't work.

Now that he's been sent away, Shuichi Akai definitely won't tell the truth.

And indeed, Shuichi Akai remained calm in the face of Conan's question.

"We just went out for a walk for a while."

"Is that so, Kurosawa-kun?"

Conan turned to look at Kurosawa.

Kurosawa's eyes darted around, but he still nodded.

lie!

Conan stared at Shuichi Akai with dead fish eyes, and looked at him again.

But Shuichi Akai is clearly not an ordinary person.

He remained calm despite Conan's gaze.

"I really just went for a walk."

"If you don't believe me, you can investigate it yourself, little detective."

As he spoke, Shuichi Akai walked to the bed, lay down, and closed his eyes for a short rest.

"Let me see your clothes."

As Conan spoke, he took the clothes that Shuichi Akai had changed out of.

Shuichi Akai glanced at him but did not stop him.

Look, look, you can't really see anything anyway.

He had already cleared away the smoke from the gunfire, and as for the smell, it had mostly dissipated on the way back after being blown away by the wind.

In addition, Shuichi Akai later deliberately smoked it, and the tobacco flavor effectively masked the original taste.

The same applies to Kurosawa's clothes.

However, he didn't seem to like the smell of cigarettes. Not long after Akai lit a cigarette, Kurosawa quietly distanced himself from him.

However, before going to the hospital, Shuichi Akai confirmed that Kurosawa's clothes did not have any smell.

Even Conan couldn't have imagined that two wounded soldiers would find a secret base to practice shooting for an entire afternoon.

Without evidence, Conan is destined to never discover the truth.

While Conan was diligently searching for clues, Kurosawa yawned over here.

He turned over, facing away from Shuichi Akai, and closed his eyes.

I didn't sleep at all last night, and I was on edge all afternoon, so I'm feeling a bit sleepy now.

Then take a short nap.

Conan noticed Kurosawa's actions.