Chapter 353: Driving range event

　　 Monday, February 3, early in the morning, Miyamoto's.
　　 Mei Daizi's half-closed door came from Lan's voice, "Mei Daizi, it's time, Mei..." With the "Ka!", Lan's voice suddenly disappeared.
　　 "It looks like I'm going to ask Dr. Aka for another button speaker." Passing by Yamazaki knocked Mei Daizi's door and said loudly, "Get up."
　　 "Well, it's not six o'clock yet." Mei Daizi murmured from the room.
　　 "Hurry up," Yamazaki laughed. "There is no bakery in the morning. If you don't have breakfast, you should be hungry."
　　 "Wait, I'll be right there." Mei Daizi's clear voice came from the room.
　　 At less than 6:30, Maori arrived at the training ground in a rented car.
　　 Yamazaki asked as he walked: "Uncle, where did you get the rental car so early?"
　　Lan smiled irritably: "He went last night."
　　 "Isn't this just one day?" Maori asked rhetorically, and then reported his name to the service staff behind the lobby counter, "I am Maori Kogoro, and I reserved a place yesterday."
　　 "Yes, Mr. Mori," the service staff smiled, "Your location is the eighteenth district." Then he looked at the four Yamazaki and asked, "Do we need two more chairs for you?"
　　 "Is there anyone? I want one if there is room," Yamazaki said.
　　 "No one yet." The service staff asked with a smile, "Next to Mr. Maori, District 17, do you think it's okay?"
　　 "Yes," Yamazaki said, and then asked, "Is there a chef here?"
　　 "The hotel next door belongs to the same family as us," the service staff asked with a smile, "What do you need?"
"One thousand milliliters of fresh hand-squeezed pure apple juice, sweeter than sour, divided into two pots, two servings of the best chocolate cake, seven inches." Yamazaki laughed, "I'll have two more bottles of Asahi beer, one convenient The people who ate here grabbed the side dishes, and today’s morning paper."
　　 The service staff smiled and said, "Okay, it will be delivered to your seat within 20 minutes."
　　 Practice Area No. 17.
　　 Mei Daizi swung the club with a smile and said, "This thing is very simple, just hit the ball out." She hit the ball with a swing, and she got stuck on the net.
　　 "This ball is too light." Mei Daizi said, "Just focus on it." Then he hit another ball out, "pop!" stuck on the net again.
　　 After a while, ten got stuck on the block. Mei Daizi smiled and said, "Look, uncle, it's that simple."
　　 Maori standing in the practice area on the 18th smiled: "It seems to be very simple." He said a swing, not hitting, swinging again, not hitting, swinging again, not hitting.
　　 Conan whispered: "Strikes out." Looking at Mei Daizi again, "Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
　　 After watching Maori's three strikeouts, Yamazaki smiled and said, "Mei Daizi will help uncle again."
　　 Mei Daizi looked at and smiled: "Uncle, you have to pay attention to the length of the cue. At the position you are holding, the cue can't touch the ball at all, so what else would you play?"
　　 "Huh?" Maori was stunned, and then compared for a while, the club really couldn't reach the ball.
　　 "Ha..." Lan and Conan laughed.
　　 After adjusting the club, Maori finally managed to hit the ball, but still not far, Lan and Conan looked drowsy.
　　 More than ten minutes later, Mei Daizi pointed the cue at the opposite block and asked with a smile, "Brother, Lan, don’t you look like it?"
　　 Yamazaki smiled and said, "It's really similar."
　　Looking at the graphics spelled out by the golf ball on the barrier, Lan was taken aback, "Gomela!"
　　 "Not bad," Mei Daizi laughed.
　　 Maori asked in surprise: "You have finished playing this basket of 200 balls?"
　　 "Only two hundred swings, ten minutes should be completed." Mei Daizi laughed, "It took some time to dial the ball."
　　 Seeing that he still has more than 180 balls, Maori smiled reluctantly, "Yes, is it?"
　　 "Brother, go buy another basket of balls, Lan, Conan, come and play." Mei Daizi said.
　　 Lan stopped Yamazaki with a smile: "No need, and Conan can't play it either."
　　 Yamazaki smiled and said, "It's still early, don't waste it." He said he went to buy a ball.
　　 "Come on, Lan." Mei Daizi put the cue into Lan's hand and smiled, "Conan can stand on a chair to play." Then she pulled Lan to the seventeenth area.
　　 "Standing on a chair?" Lan couldn't help asking, "Is that okay?"
　　 Mei Daizi smiled and said, "Of course, I played it like this when I was a kid."
　　 Yamazaki poured the golf ball out of the basket.
　　 "I don't seem to have heard you say it at all." Lan asked with a smile, "Did it happen, Mei Daizi?"
"Uh, this, I accidentally hit the ball into the priest's church." Mei Daizi said, "It was really accidental. I didn't stand firmly on the chair when I was swinging. I didn't even know that the ball was flying. Where have you been?"
　　 "It turns out that golf smashed the church." Lan laughed, and then asked, "By the way, how did the priest know that the ball was you?"
　　 "It only smashed a stone slab above the altar. As for how to know," said Mei Daizi, "the priest went to her mother with the ball, please ask her for help."
"Then I found you. By the way, there should be the priest's hard work scripture on the stone slab above the altar?" Lan laughed, "No wonder the priest will be punished for work and the aunt will be punished by the aunt. "
"Yes," Mei Daizi complained. "When I think of it, I feel uncomfortable. That guy didn't understand that I was a child. He had to follow his rules and only allowed me to eat grape juice and nothing. Yeast bread, pray before eating, it is really troublesome."
　　 "Sister Mei Daizi, can I ask you a question?" Conan couldn't help asking, "Where did you play and how far?"
"Good mood Ribe Hotel on the 63rd floor of the rooftop. How far is it," Mei Daizi said after thinking for a while, "At that time the hotel hadn't been built yet, I was, um, the straight-line distance was about seven or eight hundred meters. "
　　 The height is two hundred meters, plus the height of the hit, and the landing time is ten seconds. Conan raised his triangular eyes and the initial speed exceeded seventy meters per second.
　　 "What happened later?" Lan asked curiously, "Why does the priest seem to respect you a little bit?"
"Because the priest found that the light of the rising sun came in from the hole, and I accidentally hit the ball because I didn't stand firmly on the chair." Mei Daizi said helplessly, "because of this. Very occasionally, he thought that God felt his piety and used my hand to bless his church."
　　 "That's it." Lan said with a light smile.
At this time, the staff came from the lobby, followed by four white-collar workers, a middle-aged man in his fifties, a middle-aged man in his forties and glasses, and a young man in his thirties. A young man in his twenties.
　　 Yamazaki greeted him with a smile: "Give me the newspaper, put beer in the 18th district, and put the juice and cake in the 17th district."
　　 "Okay," the staff member said, and then looked at the Gomera puzzle in the distance and was stunned.
　　 "If you play hard, we will pay for the block." Yamazaki smiled.
　　 "I will notify the manager." The staff left after putting the things in.
Yamazaki took a drink and sat in the 18th district while reading the newspaper while watching Maori play. Mei Daizi sat and ate while chatting with Lan, who was playing. Conan stood and glanced at it and found that Lan was playing better than Maori’s miserable. , And then took a drink to hang out.
　　 walked to the seats of the four white-collar workers, the 8th and 9th districts. After Conan found out that the man wearing glasses had bought the ball, he distributed some to the leading middle-aged man. He really had a chance to flatter him.
　　 The young man in his twenties said, "Little brother, it's dangerous there. Come here."
　　 Conan smiled and said, "It's okay if I stand outside the line."
　　 A middle-aged man in his forties came over and said, "The repair cost of the long-distance club of the Minister will be taken from the pocket money of the ministry."
　　 "Yes, section manager, I see." said the young man in his twenties.
　　 Section chief nodded, and then began to play. Conan felt the wind driven by the swing, felt dangerous, and quickly stepped back.
　　 At this time, following the minister's swing, "Clang!" There was a sound of the ball hitting the iron railing.
　　 The section chief clapped his hands quickly and laughed: "Minister, you played so beautifully." The other two quickly applauded and agreed.
　　 Conan took another look and went back, and found that Lan in District 17 had stopped playing, and was sitting on a chair chatting with Mei Daizi to eat. The Maori in the 18th district was still fighting, so he sat down beside Yamazaki and asked, "Hey, what's the front page?"
　　 "About Curator Tsugawa," Yamazaki smiled, "and Uncle Maori."
"What about Mr. Tsujimura? Still no news?" Conan said, "One day, those tabloids came out the night before. Even if the second largest party, the New Progressive Party, is obviously going to be hit, before the next general election, the Liberal Democratic Party will have one party. Domination is a foregone conclusion, these news groups are too cautious."
"You forgot, Mr. Tsujimura Tome is still under police protection. If he is not interviewed, how can these big newspapers put this news on the front page? When it is not the same as Mr. Tsujimura's, then it will be regarded as a rumor, or right. Senator’s, that’s very troublesome.
Yamazaki smiled,
Fake news has a great impact on reputation.

　　 "It can't be placed on the front page," Conan asked, "So there is it?"
　　 Yamazaki smiled and said: "There are some biographical introductions, maybe they are building momentum for him."
　　 Conan asked, "How do you say this?"
"Although Mr. Tsujimura Tomo is from the New Progressive Party~EbookFREE.me~, his status is not high, and he is not involved or qualified to receive donations from the Freemasonry." Yamazaki laughed, "This kind of clean person, no It would be a shame to use it."
Conan smiled and said: "Indeed, the person who received the donation is in a high position, and if there is no one, they are so lost that they want to commit suicide. A sharp contrast, the best tainted witness. A promotion to Mr. Tsujimura is the best buy. It’s a role model for people’s hearts.
Then there was a smile,
Is this a robbing of your business? Mr. Tsujimura’s offer is 300,000 yen.

　　 "That's right." Yamazaki laughed, "News Corp. wins by quantity. We sell one copy, but it has a lot more content than this."
　　 At this moment, Maori suddenly stopped and said with emotion: "That man finished playing so soon."
　　 Conan looked around and found that the section chief had finished playing, so he smiled and said, "His moves are also very fast, and he divided a lot of to the minister."
　　 "That's how it is," Maori said. Then the young man in his twenties came back from the lobby with a club, and asked, "What is that and how does it feel longer?"
　　 Conan smiled and said: "The long shot can hit hundreds of yards."
　　 "A few hundred yards away?" Maori smiled, "I'll use this, too." As he said, he changed the longest club in the rented pack.
　　 When Maori was about to play, there was an explosion in the 8th area in the distance. Everyone looked at it. The minister was in the 8th area, the section chief was not there, and the other two were injured while standing upside down. ...