The world of science is unscientific

As he was speaking, a passerby ran up and asked to take a photo with him.

Tumen Kanghui, or any politician with a brain, would never show impatience towards the people.

In Japan, this is even more common; it's so routine for politicians to travel by car and give speeches to garner votes that it's practically a tradition.

Not to mention that Tumen Kanghui himself is a person who really wants to get things done.

Once you start taking group photos, it's hard to stop.

Especially when someone has already made the first move.

In no time, a large crowd had gathered around the filming location.

Gin in the Porsche emitted an annoyed monosyllable.

"We've caught him, may we shoot?"

At this point, Cohen sent a request for instructions.

His sniper scope was aimed directly at the back of Tumen Kanghui's head. Although the target could move at any time, the ten seconds or so of the photo session was enough for him to fire.

“Wait a minute, Cohen, there are too many sheep in the way.”

Gin used Kiel's hidden camera to get a clear view of the situation.

Firing now is not a safe bet.

Sniping is always a one-shot deal.

He himself is a sniper and knows this all too well: "Wait until the DJ is seated on the bench before firing."

Even Yusuke Suzuki, standing through the car window, couldn't help but want to chime in.

Could you just let Cohen fire the shot?

This might be his only chance in his life, okay?

However, according to the setting, even if Cohen were to test a shot now, it would most likely miss.

This 'high probability' is getting infinitely close to 100%.

About five more minutes passed, and seeing that more and more people were gathering, Yusuke Suzuki turned on his microphone and said softly, "Kiel, remind the DJ to tell him that the interview is important."

Rena Mizunashi, standing some distance away, was slightly taken aback.

Wait, why are you giving orders now?

But she had no choice but to obey, since it was a very reasonable instruction. Gin might not have thought of it before, but now that he had been reminded, he would probably issue the same instruction.

I can't delay any longer... I really can't do any more.

Rena Mizunashi silently made a mental note, quietly stepped forward, gently bumped Tsuchimichi Yasutaka's arm, and then gestured with a pleading and apologetic look.

Sure enough, Tsuchimon Kanghui realized what was happening, laughed heartily, and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, alright, I'll shake hands and take photos with you after my interview is over."

"Everyone can watch from the sidelines. I, Tsuchimon Kanghui, will definitely do my best to make Japan a better place!"

A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted from the crowd.

"Humph~"

Gin snorted and glanced at Suzuki Yusuke.

This time, we won't pursue the matter of you overstepping your authority.

I can't wait to see you personally directing the operation.

Once you pass the test, we'll send you, you annoying fellow, to England.

Just then, Yusuke Suzuki noticed that the clouds in the sky had turned much grayer, low and heavy, as if they were about to fall from the sky.

Is it going to rain again?

Conan, fate is definitely on your side.

...

Conan has already arrived at the interview site.

He was genuinely annoyed. Even though they had deduced the final target and location in advance, they were still late for various reasons.

If I had known this would happen, I would have been better off following Rena Mizunashi's car from a distance from the beginning, since the outcome would have been the same anyway.

Although the listening device could only hear the conversation between Rena Mizunashi and Yasutaka Tsuchimono, given that the organization was planning to assassinate Yasutaka Tsuchimono, he could easily figure out what Rena Mizunashi meant by saying "go to the bench."

The organization was constantly worried about the rain, plus the sniping...

Conan looked around and quickly found two suitable sniping positions.

Since you're worried about the rain, then I'll let it rain!

He turned to Judy and asked, "Teacher, do you have a gun with you?"

Chapter 725 Conan, did you learn rainmaking in Hawaii?

"gun?"

Judy, seeing the serious expression on Conan's face, said, "I did bring it..."

"What about the silencer?" Conan continued to ask.

"Also."

"Then can you shoot what I'm talking about?"

Upon hearing this, Judy blurted out, almost as if possessed, "You're going to shoot at Tsuchimon Kanghui ahead of time?"

Conan: "???"

What the hell are you talking about?!

Why did I fire at Tumen Kanghui beforehand?!

Oh, so if I snipe the enemy first, the organization won't be able to snipe anymore, right?

Judy realized she had said something wrong for no reason, and blushed and lowered her head, looking like a child who had made a mistake in front of the other children.

Conan sighed and pointed, "I'm talking about the lawn sprinkler."

“It rained this morning, and I noticed that most of the passersby here had umbrellas. If we create artificial rain, they will open their umbrellas, and the snipers will lose their targets.”

"However, try not to make any noise that might attract attention, to avoid being discovered by the organization. Also, teacher, it seems that your identity doesn't allow you to legally possess firearms in Japan, right?"

After listening, Judy smiled helplessly and did not give a direct answer.

The FBI's situation has improved considerably.

However, their two clashes with the organization rendered almost all of the FBI's initial efforts futile.

Now it's time for a new confrontation.

If this attempt fails to yield any results, the FBI may be forced into a deep hiatus.

At that point, it would be virtually impossible for the FBI to achieve anything further.

Shuichi... come here right now!

We can't possibly get lost again, can we?

Judy gritted her teeth and nodded in agreement. "When the time is right, I'll fire the shot. What about you?"

"I'll go retrieve the bugging device; otherwise, it's too dangerous."

Conan looked at Rena Mizunashi in the crowd and said, "If we avoid the danger first, we can continue to follow without much pressure."

"It's already quite good that we were able to thwart the assassination attempt this time. As for the rest, Ms. Judy, I'm afraid the FBI will have to put in a lot more effort."

Xiao Ke only has one thing on his mind right now: to get Uncle and Xiao Lan out of the picture.

"I wonder how things are going with Yusuke. With his abilities, he should have found the sniper's location by now."

Seeing that Jodie was about to say something, Conan interrupted her with a smile, "Well, no matter what, we should do our best on this side."

Now Judy didn't know what to say.

Under these circumstances, how could Yusuke Suzuki possibly make a move?

Given their status as members of the Japanese Public Security Bureau, they are unlikely to assist the FBI.

Given his status as an undercover agent within the organization, the other party would certainly not show up at this moment.

The organization mobilized almost its entire staff, making it virtually impossible to catch them all.

If Suzuki Yusuke's background were exposed, he would likely face endless assassination attempts by the organization.

Once the Suzuki Group gets involved, a global upheaval will instantly take shape.

At that time, it was no longer a battle between light and darkness, but a fierce clash between the politics and economics of various countries!

The reason these intelligence agencies don't bring their organizations into the open is fundamentally because they're worried about this situation happening.

"Ms. Judy, you should go and get ready first. We still have time."

At that moment, Conan's words pulled her back from her wandering thoughts.

She nodded and walked to the side.

Conan, on the other hand, ran towards the vicinity of the interview site.

Because the applause from the crowd was so enthusiastic, Tumen Kanghui continued to entangle with the pedestrians, refusing to sit down on the bench.

"Listen up, Cohen, I'll aim for the head, you take the back."

Chianti's patience was almost exhausted, and he aimed his crosshairs at Tsuchimon Kanghui's head.

Gin, who was remotely in charge, issued another mandatory order: "Kiel, get the DJ to sit down quickly."

Rena Mizunashi took a deep breath and had no choice but to step forward again. This time, hints alone were not enough. She composed herself and said, "Mr. Tsuchimon, let's begin the interview."

"Ah, that's right."

Tumen Kanghui smiled apologetically and walked towards the bench.

The TV station staff also began to disperse the surrounding crowd to clear out the seats.

This is also a member of the organization, without a code name, similar to Daiki Sanhang.