Chapter 150 Traditional Arts
After some giving and taking, it was Matsuo Takashi who raised his gun first.
“Oh, after sitting here and hosting for so long every week, this is the first time I have left this position.” Matsuo Takashi was full of the entertainment spirit of the host, caressing the seat next to him affectionately, “It’s actually a little uncomfortable. "She... who made such an outrageous suggestion and separated us!"
He glared funnyly and glanced at the audience, with a hint of exaggeration.
Today's program planning was handled by him under his strong arguments. On the surface, it was to show his importance to producer Suwa Michihiko and dispel his idea of changing the host. Suwa regarded this as his last desperate struggle.
But in fact, everything was prepared in advance for the smooth implementation of his murder plan.
This "showing marksmanship" trick was an unexpected situation outside the process. No one explained to him the lack of people, which made Matsuo Takashi a little panicked and angry.
If Suwa is killed as expected later, wouldn’t his suspicion as one of the candidates proficient in marksmanship increase greatly?
"Hahaha, Mr. Matsuo is so scary." Nagai Ayako, who was unaware of his psychological activities, matched his performance and covered her cheeks with her hands, "It's Detective Akechi. He proposed, don’t anger us, defeat him quickly and make him pay for his provocation!”
The camera cut to Akechi at the right time, and Karasawa showed an innocent smile to Matsuo Takashi.
Matsuo Takashi glared at him fiercely, with a hint of unpretentious murderous intent in his eyes.
These detectives really know how to cause trouble. The two we hired this time are obviously not very powerful characters. One is a god-like person with a strange name, and the other is a complete pretty boy, just an Internet celebrity. , he just chose today... but the result is still so careless!
"Then be mentally prepared!" He shouted, picked up a model gun on the cart, and pointed it at Akechi Goro first, "The bullets of victory will destroy your tricks. Penetrate them all!"
Tang Ze glanced at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him and smiled narrowly at him.
Although there was no change in the amplitude, Miyano Akemi, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't help but reach out and touch her knee, feeling a phantom pain.
Matsuo Takashi didn't notice any problem in this smile, and confidently pointed the gun at the paper man in front: "I'll start first!"
Soon, he reappeared at home. , the operation of shooting through the head on the flying photo.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
The white rubber bullets were fired, each time piercing the bullseye on the human figure.
Three BB bullets were fired, and each of the black bullseye circles had a small hole.
"Wow! Amazing! As expected of Matsuo!" After the camera showed a close-up of each of the three bullet holes, Nagai Ayako raised her hands and waved, and clapped hard, "That's so strong!"
"Lucky, lucky..." Looking at his results with satisfaction, Matsumoto bent over to Kogoro Mori, who was standing in the center, with a smile on his face, "Mr. Mori, would you like to try?"
" Detective Mori, don't be humble, come on!" Ayako Nagai clasped her hands together, put on an expectant expression, and moved closer to Kogoro Mori, "Even if your grades are not as good as our host, it doesn't stop you from being an excellent detective. , come on!”
“Mr. Mori, do you want to show your style as a former detective?” Tang Ze followed suit and said something with a double meaning.
The audience and the two hosts just thought he was making fun of what Kogoro Mouri said just now, that criminal police may not be good at shooting, and some low laughter came from the audience.
Mouri Kogoro stretched out his hand in embarrassment, picked up the model gun in the middle, and looked at the target in front of him.
After all, it was just a temporary entertainment segment, and the program team did not really want to embarrass them. The target was only ten meters away from where the gun was fired, and the model gun could not produce the same recoil as a real gun. It's not that difficult to aim, and the whole setup is more similar to the balloon-playing mini-game found at memorial stalls.
Would it be a bit embarrassing if we all played poorly at this level?
He was unsure of the extent of his display. He glanced at Goro Akechi, who was smiling broadly, and then saw Mao Lilan in the audience. He was heartbroken, raised his gun, aimed at the target, and fired again. Three shots.
Ayako Nagai walked to the human figure in the middle, observed it for a while, and found that there was only one more hole in the bullseye. Did the other two shots miss the target? She thought this, with an impeccable expression of amazement on her face: "I also hit the bullseye! You have been retired for many years, this marksmanship is very powerful!"
“It’s not just that.” Tangze pointed and pointed at the extra hole, “Mr. Maori, three shots hit the same place.”
“Hey ? ” Nagai Yako covered her mouth, really surprised.
Soon, the clever director cut out a close-up camera aimed at the target, and the slow playback was projected on the big screen.
During the playback, I saw that the first ball broke the target paper, and the second and third balls followed closely, passing through the same position and shooting towards the back of the target.
As Tang Ze said, he was not blinded by one shot, but he was very good at shooting. He fired three shots with extremely stable trajectories, accurately passing through the same position, so only a hole was left.
"Wow! Mr. Mori!" Ayako Nagai screamed and jumped twice, "How can this be called a bad marksmanship! Oh my god!"
"No, after all, it's just Air rifle..." Mouri Kogoro grinned and rubbed the back of his head, "Although I am not considered a great criminal police officer, after all, I am someone who has held a real gun. This comparison is very unfair."
< br>The audience burst into applause, and Mao Lilan also looked very surprised.
Based on her understanding of her father, she had never heard him boast about his career as a criminal police officer. She really thought that he was not very good at it. She was thinking that if he performed too badly during the live broadcast, what would his father do? There is no problem with being in a bad mood...
Seeing his daughter's equally amazed expression, Mouri Kogoro's expression relaxed and he took a step back easily: "Akechi-kun, it's your turn. Don't embarrass the detective, kid."
Although he was a little confused, he He was also a veteran who had been struggling in society for many years. Although Matsuo Takashi's disdain and hostility were not much, he was vaguely aware of it.
"Don't worry, Mr. Mori." Karasawa smiled freely, picked up the last model gun, and imitated Matsuo Takashi just now, turned his head and pointed the gun at Matsuo, "That's it. , Mr. Overconfidence, in front of the detectives, your machinations will be seen through."
He was talking trash similar to Matsuo, and he seemed to have a hint, which made Matsuo Takashi. I couldn't help but feel a chill on my back.
This young boy...
Tang Ze suppressed his smile, his eyebrows no longer curved, revealing a pair of deep eyes. He turned the muzzle of his gun and faced the three human-shaped targets.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
A series of intensive gunshots, Tangze emptied the entire magazine of the model gun at three targets, and tilted his head to examine it for two seconds. The target slowly lowered its muzzle as if it was still unfinished.
"Ah..." Ayako Nagai was shocked by the unexpected movement. It took a few seconds to recover and look at the three standing signs.
There is not a single extra hole on the standing sign.
With the precedent of Kogoro Mouri, no one would doubt whether he missed a shot, and the director directly cut out slow close-ups from three different camera positions.
On the screen, a series of white rubber bullets seemed to have been accurately calculated in slow motion, maintaining the same spacing, and passed through the bullet holes left by Matsuo one after another, without causing any damage to the target paper. Any new damage.
"Akechi-kun!" Ayako Nagai was the first to scream and clapped her hands vigorously, "So handsome! As expected of you!"
Karazawa heard her cool words First, I secretly regretted that the one she called was not Joka and that she was not able to reproduce the classics. Then I looked up and watched the replayed video for a while, and I felt equally good about myself.
Have we all said it before? If the traditional American martial arts does not have the traditional art of emptying the magazine, what would it be called American Iai?
(End of this chapter)