Tokyo Detective

Chapter 382 Assassination of the President
A speech following the typhoon disaster in Florida.

King Ying's speech on the stage was captivating, at least that's how the locals felt.

Naoki Hanyu stood idly in the audience, finding the speech increasingly surreal.

“My fellow Americans, I stand here tonight with my heart for every family in Florida. This devastating typhoon has taken our loved ones, destroyed our homes, and shaken our communities, but I want you to know—you are not alone. The whole nation is praying for you.”

"I want to thank the first responders, National Guard members, and volunteers who rushed to the disaster area. Your courage in the storm illuminated the darkness and proved the resilience of the American spirit in the most difficult times."

"The Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA) has activated the highest level of response, and supplies and generators are being transported to the disaster area. The government is also preparing temporary housing."

"Congress will quickly pass special funding to rebuild roads, hospitals and schools, and ensure that the reconstruction projects can withstand future climate challenges."

Naoki Hanyu was speechless. America's disaster relief speed is known worldwide. They care about life and death when it comes to fires, but they're not much better at dealing with other natural disasters. So, if you didn't know who Ying Wang was, you'd think he was speaking in a major Eastern country.

To be honest, we haven't had a proper chat yet; we only shook hands when we first met.

The applause quickly interrupted Naoki Hanyu's rant; at least the people of Florida seemed quite moved by the winner's speech.

When Naoki Hanyu came to Ivanka's side, he acted like an ordinary friend, even though there were reporters present.

"Your father seems quite interested in Florida."

Ivanka flashed a charming smile at the camera.

"Of course, not only Mar-a-Lago, he also has a lot of real estate in Florida. He doesn't want the property prices to plummet because of the natural disaster, and he can also take the opportunity to acquire some properties that have hit rock bottom."

"Your Roosevelt family really knows how to do business."

Ivanka rolled her eyes at the man.

"You're also very good at business; you're a billionaire."

"Same to you, future female billionaires."

Naoki Hanyu readily accepted the title of "10 Billion Yen." Since the release of Tianyu Kirin's new drug in Japan and other countries, it has received unanimous praise, and Tianyu Kirin's stock price has doubled within a month, with no signs of slowing down.

After all, the new drug has a promising profit outlook, and doubling it again is probably not a problem. So his net worth has indeed exceeded 100 billion US dollars. Of course, outsiders don't know that all his shares are untouchable.

Just as the two were chatting, a middle-aged man in his forties walked over.

"Good afternoon, Miss Ivanka. You are as beautiful and charming as ever. May I ask your name, sir?"

Naoki Hanyu glanced at the uninvited guest in front of him. The man was 1.8 meters tall, half a head shorter than him, and quite handsome with a free and unrestrained air. However, Naoki Hanyu sensed the other man's malice.

"Don't you introduce yourself before asking someone your name?"

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, then calmly introduced himself.

"Robert Mellon."

Meilong?

Naoki Hanyu recalled the Merlon family, one of America's top ten conglomerates, which started in finance, controlled America Aluminum and Gulf Oil, and ventured into the chemical and steel industries.

The New York bank alone is worth $500 billion, with global assets under management exceeding $2.3 trillion, making it one of the world's largest custodian banks and asset management institutions.

"You work in banking?"

"No, I'm in the steel business."

At this moment, Ivanka spoke up.

"Mr. Merlon is the owner of Merlon Industries Group, which is one of America's top ten steel companies."

"I have long admired my name."

"."

You didn't even know me just now, and now you're saying you've long admired my name? How hypocritical.

The two men locked eyes, and Robert Mellon decided not to pay any more attention to the Asian man in front of him, who was actually a white supremacist racist.

"Ivanka, the King will be inviting me to a banquet at Mar-a-Lago tonight. I wonder if you could be my date? This is something the King would like to see."

Before Ivanka could answer, Naoki Hanyu suddenly grabbed Ivanka's hand, then switched to his hunter persona and coldly looked at Robert Mellon. He had no habit of being polite when someone was taking advantage of him.

“Ivanka is my date tonight, Mr. Robert, you should go find someone else.”

"This"

Robert was intimidated by Naoki Hanyu's gaze. If it were the top-tier outlaw, this guy might have been rude in public.

Seeing this, Ivanka could only offer words of comfort, saying that whether it was a personal or business relationship, she would only ever be Naoki Hanyu's companion.

"I'm sorry, I already promised Naoki."

"."

Robert eventually slunk away.

Naoki Hanyu asked calmly.

"Was he the man your father arranged for you?"

"Ah."

"He's really not that good. He's even afraid of my gaze. If I hadn't been careful, he probably would have lost control of his bladder in public."

Ivanka elbowed the man in the waist.

"He's not a monster like you who kills without hesitation."

"That's not necessarily true. Perhaps Robert has also killed people, and my police instincts can detect it."

A person with a red name doesn't look like a good person.

These words made Ivanka frown slightly, and she became even more resistant to her father's arrangements.

The lingering power of the typhoon still caused dark clouds to churn in the sky. Just then, King Ying on the platform suddenly lowered his head to pick something up, and then a part of his left ear was suddenly missing, blood flowing down from it. "An attack!"

"Protect the president."

Several bodyguards quickly made Ying Wang squat down, using their bodies to block all sides, and several Secret Service agents with bulletproof shields hurriedly went up on stage, thus forming a safe area.

On the podium, the pain emanating from his ear was all too familiar to Ying Wang. He had been shot in the right ear more than half a year ago, and it was due to a problem with the Secret Service at the time.

But now, he's already president, and the Secret Service director and all the top officials are his own people. His protection is absolutely sufficient, and the venue for his speech was specially chosen. Yet, he's still being assassinated again.

"hateful."

King Win was so angry he wanted to kill. He thought of the presidents who had been assassinated in the 250 years since the founding of America, but his anger quickly turned into fear.

On the other side, Naoki Hanyu was stunned for a moment when he witnessed the president's assassination, and then pulled Ivanka back who wanted to step forward.

"Don't cause trouble now, wait until your father is safe before you go."

"Ah."

Naoki Hanyu surveyed the area with his eagle eyes. There weren't many good sniping spots nearby, and all of them were being watched by Secret Service agents. How could something have happened?

Soon, Naoki Hanyu noticed a reflection on a building two kilometers away, which was hidden by a large tree. A masked man was looking in this direction with binoculars, and the long backpack he was carrying probably contained a sniper rifle.

It's at least 2.4 kilometers long, and there are so many obstructions.

Naoki Hanyu had to admit that even he wasn't entirely confident. That guy actually did it. If King Ying hadn't just happened to be crouching down or was already dead, he would never have imagined that there was such a sharpshooter in the world.

Suddenly, a faint sense of crisis surged into his mind. Naoki Hanyu looked to the left side of the road and saw a container truck parked a few hundred meters away. The truck had already been inspected by Secret Service agents and contained only some ordinary goods.

Suddenly the top of the truck slowly opened, and a drone took off, followed by two drones, three drones, and more than twenty in total.

Naoki Hanyu was startled by this scene, and then shouted.

"Watch out, there's a drone."

As the Secret Service armored vehicle was destroyed by a drone, and the guards inside were all dead, the entire speech venue was left in a mess.

The men and women in suits dispersed, and the hundreds of Secret Service agents responsible for security drew their guns and opened fire. Within seconds, several drones were shot down.

Furthermore, Secret Service agents used electromagnetic jammers, which, like GPS spoofing and laser weapons, are used to counter drones.

But this time the drone was not interfered with, which made the Secret Service agents' expressions change drastically.

Drones that are immune to electromagnetic interference likely use some form of spread spectrum, such as frequency hopping spread spectrum, or direct sequence spread spectrum used by the Reaper drone, etc.

Next, when the drones were flying at full speed, it was difficult for special agents to hit them. Moreover, the drone swarm included not only self-destructing drones but also machine gun drones, suggesting the use of AI technology in their accuracy.

As Naoki Hanyu escorted Ivanka away, the woman in his arms suddenly grabbed his hand and pleaded.

"Naoki, please help my father. I know your strength very well. Please."

Naoki Hanyu glanced at the chaotic scene, then at the woman in his arms, and finally nodded.

All I can say is that I'll do my best.

At the very least, after he did his part, regardless of whether the King of England was willing to admit that he owed him a favor, Ivanka owed him a huge favor. Fortunately, he wasn't the kind of person who would take advantage of someone's kindness, otherwise, Ivanka could live off this favor for the rest of her life.

A drone descended from above, instantly turning the person blocking Ying Wang's way into a bloody mess. Under the pilot's control, the remaining drones ignored the bullets and headed straight for Ying Wang.

With half of the drones still approaching, apart from the Secret Service agents, the other police officers really didn't dare to get close.

As the drone drew near, a Secret Service agent gritted his teeth and used his suit jacket to cover it. The drone exploded the next second.

"boom."

The force of the explosion even affected the other colleagues.

At that moment, most of the drones were suddenly pierced by bullets and fell to the ground, some even exploding directly.

"boom."

"boom"

The explosion startled King Ying, who lost his balance and fell to the ground. After all, you can't say that a man who is almost 79 years old is slow.

Naoki Hanyu picked up an automatic rifle he had borrowed from someone and began firing rapidly at the remaining drones, effortlessly destroying them one by one. He even exchanged fire with a machine gun drone.

To Naoki Hanyu, a drone with a flight speed of only tens of kilometers per hour is no different from a tortoise; it can still hit wherever it wants.

Naoki Hanyu walked up to King Ying and extended his hand.

"Mr. Winner, are you still able to stand up?"

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King Ying stared blankly at the man's face in front of him, and finally reached out to grab the man who had been pulled up.

"Thank you for saving me."

"Your daughter begged me to save you."

"How is Ivanka?"

"At least it's safer than you, because there's more to come."

To everyone's surprise, Naoki Hanyu hoisted Win and moved quickly, while several Secret Service agents who hadn't yet reacted were blown to pieces by a small guided bomb.

"Cough cough cough."

The 79-year-old man coughed incessantly as he was being strangled, but he had no excuse to complain because the third wave of enemies had arrived.

Naoki Hanyu was speechless as he watched the approaching metallic figure from a distance. He had worn similar things before; they were just power armor.

It's nearly 2.8 meters tall and looks rather rudimentary, almost polished. Every step you take breaks the cement beneath your feet.

(End of this chapter)