Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

"Gin...the angle is good...can you shoot?"

This time it was Cohen's voice coming from the speakers.

"Not urgent."

Jin Jiu stared at the crowd shaking hands beside Tumen Kanghui 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 to end his life."

"It's really procrastinating." Ye Geng commented coldly.

"What do you want to say?" Jin Jiu looked sideways.

"With your sniping ability, you should be able to see that it is almost impossible to miss the current distance and angle, and there are no civilians at the extension point after the bullet penetrates, so you don't need to worry about the direction of public opinion in the future."

Ye Genyi 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, it will probably have the opposite effect. DJ's approval rate has been high in this election. If he survives by luck, it may be difficult to find the next opportunity..."

What's the meaning? Want to see if your own son can stop the assassination?

Ye Gengyi didn't think this was a good time to watch the growth of weak youth, and continued:

"With the bench as a point to make an extension line, the best sniper positions are only the buildings on the left and right sides. After the sniper bullets are fired at the same time, there is almost no hit delay. It sounds perfect, but I know that the world has never There is no such thing as perfect, neither do plans..."

He paused, and did not continue to spend time explaining the logical relationship:

"Gin, make a decision quickly."

"Belmode is right, you should be patient now, don't be in a hurry." Gin said, "I'll show you the picture of his brain bursting."

"Hum..." Hearing this, Belmod chuckled lightly, "Icewine, I don't mean to disagree with you, it's just that this assassination cannot be missed."

"yes?"

Ye Gengyi looked at the picture, and Tumen Kanghui, who was still shaking hands with the crowd with a smile on his face, said, "I thought you were hesitating whether or not to kill him."

"Huh? How do you say this?" Belmod wondered.

"The guy who chose to be interviewed in order to cover up his father's black information, since he can be shy and act kindly in front of the camera and the masses, he will also suffer from fame in his political career in the future. Continuing to choose compromise time and time again, speaking of…”

Ye Geng paused for a while, and the metal ball in his handshake was no longer the synthetic voice like a child's whisper when he spoke again:

"Didn't you guys consider including him as a member of the organization?"

"Hmph, that's not necessary."

Gin sneered and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Kiele? Don't waste any more time, hurry up and let the DJ sit on the bench."

At the same time, among the green plants in the park.

After Judy Stalin installed the silencer on the pistol, she aimed at the automatic sprinkler with both hands.

boom!

The trigger was pulled, and the bullet hit the sprinkler head precisely.

There was a sound of water column rising into the sky, reaching a rising height and then falling apart.

Tumen Kanghui had just walked to the bench, when drop after drop of water fell from the sky, slid down his face, and landed on the ground again.

"It's raining……"

"No way, it just stopped for a while."

Everyone opened their umbrellas one after another.

"The DJ is under the dark blue umbrella, can you shoot?" Cohen's tone was also a little more restless.

"Gin!" Chianti urged, "they will move if they don't shoot!"

"No, it's not accurate enough across the umbrella." Gin said.

Is this also a coincidence?

Ye Geng lowered the car window and looked outside.

From the driver's seat, Vodka also said suspiciously: "Strange? It doesn't seem like it's raining here..."

At this moment, a gust of cool wind blew, and raindrops also floated in the parking lot.

"Uh, it's starting to drop here too." Vodka immediately changed his tune.

"Good luck."

Ye Geng flipped his hand to put away the strong magnetic bomb, and activated the electronic synthesis sound again:

"In contrast, someone who doesn't listen to advice will have worse luck."

"Chianti, Cohen, Kiel, evacuate separately!"

As if he didn't hear Ye Genyi's ridicule, Jin Jiu continued to arrange: "I'll give you an hour to gather at the abandoned warehouse of VEN-B."

"It looks like it should be my turn to appear, the outline of the second act of this assassination plot..."

Belmod leaned on the seat, changed his lazy posture, and gave a guess:

"It should be related to Poison Island Kiriko, right?"

"Hmph, let's talk while walking."

Gin closed the laptop, "Vodka set off."

A black Porsche 356A pulls out of the parking lot.

After ten seconds.

In a beetle car within a few dozen meters of the other side, Ai Haibara and Dr. Agasa slowly stuck their heads out and couldn't help letting out a long sigh.

... so close?

……

On the other side, in front of the bench in Cupido Park.

Tumen Kanghui looked at the overlapping clouds and the rapid dripping rain, and offered to change the location of the interview to the long pavilion in the park.

When a group of his supporters heard the words, they quickly asked if they could follow him to watch.

After getting the consent of Domen Kanghui.

The crowd suddenly cheered and rushed over there.

Mizuna Rina received Gin's order to evacuate, and was about to go to the accompanying TV station staff to explain the situation.

In the end, before taking a few steps, the shoe with the tracker and bug was accidentally stepped on, and after a few bounces, it fell on the side of the road.

good chance!

Conan's eyes lit up, and he immediately squeezed forward along the crowd.

However, just when he picked up the shoe, Shui Wu Riannai also squeezed out of the crowd, grabbed the shoe and asked suspiciously:

"Ke, Nan... why are you here?"

No, it was discovered!

Judy Sterling, who was hiding behind a tree, drew a gun and aimed it here.

Conan took a half step back in panic, and glanced at the bushes subconsciously.

There is someone over there...

Shui Wu Liannai instantly understood this micro-expression.

Thinking of the few automatic sprinklers that had been blown up earlier, I understood something in my heart.

However, who is the person following you?

The famous detective? Or the Japanese police...

While thinking, she took off and turned off the communicator, and pressed her hand on Conan's neck, asking the other party to face her while asking:

"You shouldn't have followed me here, right?"

"No, no," Conan stammered, "I just happened to be here to play..."

"Is that so..."

After Shui Wulianai judged that the child was lying, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you... help me pick up the shoes."

"Uh...that." Conan hesitated.

The strangeness in his heart disappeared in a flash, and he wanted to say something else, but in the end he could only watch Shui Wulianai put on her shoes, and then ran to the staff of the TV station, excused her throat discomfort, and wanted to ask for leave to leave.

As the group gradually went away.

Judy Sterling came over vigilantly and asked:

"Cool boy, are you alright?"

"Uh, it's okay... Teacher, let's go back to the car first."

Conan scratched his head and muttered to himself:

Why are the members of the organization that I met these times so strange in temperament and personality?

"Okay, there may be a tough battle next, so I'll get in touch with my companions as well."

Judy Sterling said, took out her mobile phone and called James Black, 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 Sterling was also slightly relieved, and after a moment of hesitation, she called Shuichi Akai again.

He also recounted what happened in Cupido Park, but the other party only said "Is that so" and hung up the phone.

Judy Starling's expression was a little stiff.

Looking at Conan in this scene: "..."

The members of the FBI are equally strange...

With such a feeling.

The two returned to the parking lot.

Another narration. Compared with the FBI agent, Dr. A Li's reaction was obviously a little less calm:

"What?! You were discovered by that female announcer!"

"What about trackers and bugs?"

Hai Yuanai's expression was serious, "Could they have found out what you were following?"

"No."

Although Conan himself was not quite sure, in order to appease their emotions, he had no choice but to say with certainty:

"I made up a random reason to fool her, and she didn't notice the bugs and trackers."

"Then why don't you just take it back?"

Dr. A Li worried: "Tell her directly that something seems to be sticking to the sole of the shoe, why don't you take the opportunity to take it off?"

"Uh... I, I forgot."

Conan scratched his head embarrassedly, "Because she felt strange to me at the time, so..."

"Forgot?" Hai Yuanai faced her with a cold face: "Don't use this reason to perfunctory us. I think you are too complacent again. You want to continue the investigation."

"Cough cough..." Conan sweated profusely, "I thought they would evacuate so simply, I think there must be a follow-up to this assassination plan."

"and then?"

Knowing that this is not the time to vent her emotions, Haiyuan Ai continued to understand the situation: "You two just withdraw like this, aren't you worried that the staff who was with her will kill you directly?"

"Those TV station staff shouldn't be in the organization."

Conan explained:

"I saw that Mizuna Rina deliberately made an excuse to separate from the interviewers, so those guys should go to gather somewhere again, and then discuss the next plan..."

"Thanks to you for doing this, we can continue to follow."

Judy Sterling stood up to smooth things out, "Anyway, we'll leave it to the FBI to deal with it. You two go home first, of course..."

She smiled and patted Conan's big head: "Cool boy, let me use it again."

"But you don't have a car, how should you track it?" Dr. Li was puzzled.

"no problem."

Judy Sterling turned to look in the direction of the entrance of the parking lot, "I've already reported the situation here, and it won't be long before someone comes to pick us up."

"Doctor! Uncle and Xiaolan will ask you. It's best to find a way to bring them to your house!" Conan urged.

"To be on the safe side, I have two or three companions who will protect you in secret, don't worry." Judy Starling gave another reassurance.

"Okay, I see." Dr. Li nodded.

"Then you should go back first..."

"Hey! I have something to tell you."

After Conan finished speaking, he was about to wait in the direction of the entrance to wait for the bus, when Haibara cried out again.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Conan leaned over and asked.

"You should know that your primary goal is to retrieve the tracker and bug, if you hesitate because of unnecessary curiosity and a sense of justice."

Haibara Ai's expression was serious, and she lowered her voice and said:

"Don't forget your identity. If you are discovered, you and the people around you will be affected. You are likely to lose everything you have now. Besides, the FBI may just be using you..."

...just like using my sister back then.

She didn't say the last sentence, but the strong emotion in her eyes made Conan nod.

"okay, I get it."

Watching Conan and Judy Starling walk to the entrance of the parking lot.

Dr. Akasa also started the beetle car to return to Rice Flower Town.

Haibara Ai sat in the back seat, hiding her hair in a hood, and her head bowed in a particularly tangled mood.

As for whether Edogawa will obediently take back the tracker and bug as promised, she doesn't care anymore.

After all, once she and the doctor returned to Rice Flower Town, she could no longer intervene in everything that happened here. In other words... life or death, it was up to the detective boy's judgment.

No... there is another brother.

Haibara Ai held the phone.

In my mind I recalled the Porsche 356A I just saw.

Will Geng Yi be in that car too?

Due to the reflection of the car glass, she could not see how many people were sitting in the car at that time...

But, is it too late to send emails now?

Hai Yuanai opened the address book, and hesitantly selected the cursor on the name, but still didn't think about what content to edit, so as to ensure that the first brother could understand the plight they encountered, and not because of the gin Or other members see the content of the email and put the other party in danger ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ on the other side.

Ye Geng 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 clear roads according to the 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 Cupido Town.

As for the separation of Conan and Haibara Ai, Ye Gengyi didn't pay attention to this information.

It doesn't matter anymore...

When he saw the beetle car in Cuphu Park, he had a hunch that this assassination operation might be thwarted.

That's why he kept urging Gin to order the murder as soon as possible.

After all, as long as Tumon Kanghui dies, Gin, Vodka, Chianti, Cohen, and Belmod will all turn into the dark again.

At that time, to get rid of the current state of being with the team, there are naturally 100 ways to recover the bugs and trackers installed on Kiel.

"Little sweet wine, what's wrong?"

Next to him, Belmod has a restless temperament. After discussing the plan, he saw that the car was quiet again, and he joked daily:

"Could it be that you are still unhappy about what happened just now?"

"You think too much."

Ye Geng said calmly:

"I also don't like wasting time in meaningless past tense rather than discussing meaningless hypotheses."

"Hmph, it's really my negligence that it's going to rain, so I made some adjustments to the plan..."

Gin looked sideways: "There are sniper rifles over there in the warehouse. Icewine, you will act with Chianti and Cohen later."