"Gin...the angle is great...can we shoot now?"
This time it was Cohen's voice that came from the speakers.
"Not urgent."
Gin stared at the crowd shaking hands around Domon Yasuki in the picture, worried that a coincidence would lead to the failure of the assassination, and commanded:
"There are too many sheep in the way. Wait until DJ sits on the bench before ending his life."
"What a delay." Ye Geng commented coldly.
"What do you want to say again?" Gin looked sideways.
"You should be able to tell from your sniping ability that it is almost impossible to miss at the current distance and angle, and there are no civilians at the extension point after the bullet penetrates, so there is no need to worry about the direction of public opinion in the future."
Ye Gengyi said: "I suggest letting them shoot now."
"Little sweet wine, don't be too hasty~"
On the side, Belmod directly gave a negative attitude:
"If the assassination fails, I'm afraid it will have the opposite effect. DJ's support rate has been very high in this election. If he is lucky enough to survive, it will be difficult to find another opportunity..."
What's the meaning? Want to see if his godson can stop the assassination?
Ye Gengyi didn’t think this was a good time to watch the growth of a weak boy, and continued:
"Use the bench as an extension line. The best sniper positions are the buildings on the left and right. If the sniper bullets are fired at the same time, there is almost no hit delay. It sounds perfect, but I know that there is no such thing in the world. Nothing is perfect, and the same goes for plans..."
He paused and did not spend any more time explaining the logical relationship:
"Gin, make a decision quickly."
"Belmod is right, you should be patient now and don't be anxious." Gin said, "I will let you see the picture of his brain bursting."
"Hmph..." Hearing this, Belmode chuckled and said, "icewine, I didn't mean to go against you, it's just that there is no room for error in this assassination operation."
"Yeah?"
Ye Gengyi looked at Tumon Yasuhui, who was still shaking hands with the crowd with a smile on his face: "I thought you were hesitating whether to kill him or not."
"Huh? How do you say this?" Belmode was confused.
"The guy who chose to be interviewed in order to cover up his father's dirty information, since he can keep a shameless face and act kindly in front of the camera and the public, he will probably be burdened by his reputation again and again in his future political career. Constantly choosing to compromise again and again, speaking of..."
Ye Geng paused, held the metal ball in his hand, and when he spoke again, it was no longer the synthesized voice that sounded like a child's whisper:
"Have you not considered absorbing him as a member of the organization?"
"Hmph, that's not necessary."
Gin sneered and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Kiel? Don't waste any more time. Let DJ sit on the bench quickly."
At the same time, among the green plants in the park.
After Judy Stelling installed the silencer on the pistol, she held it with both hands and aimed at the automatic sprinkler.
boom!
The trigger was pulled and the bullet accurately hit the sprinkler head.
There was a loud sound as the water column soared into the sky, reaching a height before spreading out and falling again.
Just as Tumon Yasuhui walked to the bench, drop after drop of water fell from the sky, falling on his face and then dripping on the ground.
"It's raining……"
"No way, it just stopped not long ago."
Everyone opened their umbrellas one after another.
"The DJ is under the dark blue umbrella, can I shoot?" Cohen's tone also had a hint of restlessness.
"Gin!" Chianti urged: "If you don't shoot, they will move!"
"No, it's not accurate enough through an umbrella." Gin said.
Is this also a coincidence?
Ye Geng lowered the window and looked outside.
From the driver's seat, Vodka also said in confusion: "Strange? It doesn't seem to be raining here..."
At this moment, a gust of cool wind blew by, and pattering raindrops drifted into the parking lot.
"Well, it's starting to rain here too." Vodka immediately changed his mind.
"Good luck."
Ye Geng turned his hand and put away the strong magnetic bomb, and activated the electronic synthesized sound again:
"In comparison, someone who doesn't listen will have worse luck."
"Chianti, Cohen, and Kiel, separate and evacuate!"
As if he didn't hear Ye Gengyi's teasing, Gin Jiu continued to make arrangements: "I'll give you an hour to gather at the abandoned warehouse of ven-b."
"It seems like it's my turn to appear. The outline of the second act of this assassination plot..."
Belmode leaned on the seat, changed his lazy sitting posture, and gave his guess:
"It should be related to Busujima Kiriko, right?"
"Hmph, let's talk as we walk."
Gin closed the laptop, "Vodka let's go."
The black Porsche 356a drove out of the parking lot.
Ten seconds later.
In a golden turtle car within a few dozen meters in the opposite direction, Haihara Ai and Dr. A Li slowly poked their heads out and couldn't help but let out a long breath.
...So close?
…
On the other side, in front of the bench in Aideto Park.
Yasuki Tomon looked at the overlapping clouds and the rapid dripping of rain, and took the initiative to change the location of the interview to the pavilion in the park.
Upon hearing this, a group of his supporters quickly asked if they could follow him and watch.
After getting the consent of Tumen Yasuhui.
The crowd immediately cheered and crowded in that direction.
Reina Mizuno received Gin's evacuation order and was about to go find the accompanying TV staff to explain the situation.
As a result, before I even took a few steps, the shoe with the tracker and bug attached to it was accidentally stepped on by someone, bounced a few times, and fell to the side of the road.
good chance!
Conan's eyes lit up and he immediately pushed forward along with the crowd.
However, just when he picked up the shoe, Shui Wu Liannai squeezed out from the crowd, grabbed the shoe and asked doubtfully:
"Ke, Nan...why are you here?"
No, I was discovered!
Judy Stelling, who was hiding behind a tree, drew her gun and aimed it here.
Conan took a half step back in panic and glanced subconsciously into the trees.
There's someone over there...
Mizuno Reina instantly understood this micro-expression.
Thinking of the automatic sprinklers that were blown up earlier, I understood something in my heart.
However, who is following him?
That famous detective? Or the Japanese police...
While thinking, she took off her communicator and put her hand on Conan's neck, making him look at her and asked:
"You didn't follow me here, did you?"
"No, no," Conan stammered, "I just happened to come here to play..."
"That's it..."
After Shui Wulian realized that the child was lying, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you...help me pick up the shoes."
"Uh...that." Conan hesitated.
The strangeness in his heart flashed away, and he wanted to say something more, but in the end he could only watch Shui Wu Lianna put on her shoes, and then ran to the TV station staff, using the excuse that her throat was uncomfortable and wanted to take leave.
As the group of people gradually moved away.
Judy Stelling came over warily and asked:
"Cool boy, are you okay?"
"Uh, it's okay...Teacher, let's go back to the car first."
Conan scratched his head and muttered secretly:
Why do the members of the organization I have met these few times have such strange tempers and personalities?
"Okay, we may have to fight a tough battle next. I will also contact my companions."
Judy Stelling said, took out her mobile phone and called James Blake, briefly explaining what had just happened.
After learning that the other party happened to be nearby and planned to come to pick them up, Judy Stelling was slightly relieved. After hesitating for a moment, she called Akai Shuichi again.
I also recounted what happened in Abedo Park, but the other party just said "That's it" and hung up the phone.
Judy Stelling's expression was a little stiff.
Conan looking at this scene: "..."
The members of the FBI are also very strange...
With such emotion.
The two returned to the parking lot.
After another narration, Dr. Ali’s reaction was obviously a little less calm than that of the FBI agent:
"What?! You were discovered by that female announcer!"
"Where are the trackers and bugs?"
Haiyuan Ai's expression was serious, "They must have discovered that you are following you, right?"
"No."
Although Conan himself was not sure, in order to appease their emotions, he had no choice but to say:
"I made up a random excuse to fool her, and she didn't notice the bugs or trackers."
"Then why don't you just take it back?"
Dr. A Li worriedly said: "Just tell her that there seems to be something stuck on the sole of the shoe, and take it off when you can."
"Uh...I, I forgot."
Conan scratched his head awkwardly, "Because she gave me a weird feeling at the time, so..."
"Forgot?" Haiyuan Ai looked at him with a cold face: "Don't use this excuse to deal with us. I think you are getting carried away again and want to continue to investigate."
"Ahem..." Conan sweated, "I thought they would evacuate so simply, so I thought there must be follow-up to this assassination plan."
"Then what?"
Haibara Ai knew that now was not the time to vent her emotions, so she continued to understand the situation: "You two just withdrew like this, aren't you worried that the staff who were with her would directly kill her?"
"Those TV station staff should not be from the organization."
Conan explained:
"I saw that Rena Mizuna deliberately found an excuse to separate from the interviewers, so those guys should gather somewhere again and discuss the next plan..."
"Thanks to you for doing this, we can continue to follow you."
Judy Stelling stood up to smooth things over, "Anyway, let us FBI handle the rest. You two go home first, of course..."
She smiled and patted Conan's big head: "The cool boy wants to lend me some more."
"But you don't have a car, how should you follow it?" Dr. Ali wondered.
"no problem."
Judy Stelling turned and looked towards the entrance of the parking lot, "I have already reported the situation here, and it won't take long for someone to pick us up."
"Doctor! Uncle and Xiaolan are leaving it to you. It's best to find a way to take them to your home!" Conan warned.
"To be on the safe side, I have two or three companions who will protect you secretly, so don't worry." Judy Stelling gave another reassurance.
"Okay, I understand." Dr. Ali nodded.
"Then you go back first..."
"Hey! I have something to tell you."
After Conan finished speaking, he was about to go to the entrance to wait for the bus when he was stopped by Haiyuan whining again.
"Ah? What's the matter?" Conan came over and asked.
"You should know that your first goal is to retrieve the tracker and bug. If you hesitate due to unnecessary curiosity and sense of justice."
Haiyuan Ai looked serious and lowered his voice:
"Don't forget your identity. If it is discovered, you and the people around you will be affected. You will probably lose everything you have now. Moreover, the FBI may just be using you..."
... Just like when I used my sister.
She didn't say the last sentence, but the strong emotion in her eyes still made Conan couldn't help but nod:
"okay, I get it."
Watching Conan and Judy Stelling walk to the entrance of the parking lot.
Dr. Agasa also started the beetle car and prepared to return to Mihua Town.
Haiyuan Ai was sitting in the back seat, hiding her hair in a hoodie, lowering her head and feeling particularly confused.
She no longer cares about whether Edogawa will obediently get the tracker and bug back as agreed.
After all, once she and the doctor return to Miwa Town, she will be unable to intervene in anything that happens here. In other words... life or death depends entirely on the judgment of the detective boy.
No... there is another brother.
Hui Yuan Ai held the phone.
The Porsche 356a I just saw came to mind.
Could Brother Geng be in that car?
Due to the reflection from the car glass, she did not see clearly how many people were sitting in the car at the time...
However, is it too late to send an email now?
Haihara Ai opened the address book and selected the name with the cursor. He hesitated again and again, but still had not figured out what kind of content should be edited in order to ensure that Brother Gengyi could understand the predicament they were encountering, and would not be hurt by Ginjiu. Or other members may see the content of the email, putting the other party in danger.
the other side.
Ye Gengyi held his chin with one hand and looked out the window. He seemed to be in a daze, but in fact he was judging several congested roads and smooth roads based on Vodka's driving route.
In the end, he also came to the conclusion that there was no organizational intervention in the traffic control department of Aipado Town.
As for the separation of Conan and Haihara Ai, Ye Gengyi did not pay attention to this information.
None of this is important anymore...
When he saw the golden turtle car in Abeido Park, he had a hunch that this assassination operation might be thwarted.
That's why he kept urging Gin to quickly order the killing.
After all, as long as Domon Yasuki dies, Gin, Vodka, Chianti, Cohen and Belmod will all turn into darkness again.
At that time, after getting rid of the current state of accompanying the team, there will naturally be 100 ways to recover the bugs and trackers installed on Keir.
"Little sweet wine, what's wrong?"
Next to him, Belmode had a restless temper. After discussing the plan, the car became quiet again, and he joked:
"Is it possible that you are still unhappy about what happened just now?"
"You think too much."
Ye Gengyi said calmly:
"Rather than discussing meaningless hypotheses, I don't like wasting time on meaningless past tenses."
"Hmph, it was indeed my negligence that it rained, so I made some adjustments to the plan..."
Gin looked sideways: "There are sniper rifles over there in the warehouse. Icewine, you will work with Chianti and Cohen later."
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