The world of science is unscientific

There are countless scenarios where acting skills can be applied.

Isn't this useful?

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Yusuke Suzuki also temporarily turned off his small device.

Before closing the gates, he also instructed Shimabukuro Kimie that he did not need to hide his identity when facing Ai Haibara.

As an excellent stand-in, Yusuke Suzuki has already let the other party know all the information they should know.

According to the timeline of Ke Xue, it only took Shimabukuro Kimie one or two months to gain this level of trust.

But according to Yusuke Suzuki's estimate, one or two months is roughly seven years.

Chapter 729 The Sparrow, Bring Kir Back

Toriya Bridge.

The implementation location of Plan B.

Yusuke Suzuki brought the car to a steady stop at the designated location.

He was no longer able to help Shimabukuro Kimie play, and talking to himself in the car was quite suspicious.

"Okay, I can see it very clearly from here. How about you, Cohen?"

"very clear."

Chianti and Cohen were exchanging views of the sniping position.

The weather has now completely cleared up.

Yusuke Suzuki pulled out his pistol and switched from the public channel to the private channel.

There's only vodka in here; Gin needs to direct the operation in real time via a public channel.

There was a lot of background noise.

Before he could speak, Vermouth, who had just parked her motorcycle next to him, said, "Vodka, there seems to be static over there."

Vodka: “Huh?”

Vermouth: "..."

Her voice faltered. "It's nothing."

But Suzuki Yusuke spoke up again, directly switching channels to contact Gin, "Gin, there's static on your end."

Vermouth bit her lip, but there was nothing she could do.

no way.

Wijay was right next to her, and although he heard what she said, he didn't report it. If something goes wrong later, Gin will definitely mark him as suspicious.

This is also her own fault for trying to clean herself of any dirt she might have gotten herself into this way.

Upon hearing Suzuki Yusuke's words, Gin's eyes snapped open, and he quickly realized what was happening, reaching out to rummage through the back seat.

He also issued a command, "Wild Sparrow, bring Gil back to me!"

......

at the same time.

The auxiliary road is located below the Toriyashi Bridge.

Kiel is already in trouble.

Three FBI vehicles surrounded her from the front, back, and sides.

"Excuse me, I have something I'd like to ask you."

James Black rolled down his car window and shouted directly at the person in question.

Judy, who was next to him, also pulled out a pistol, aimed it, and smiled smugly, "Could you stop the motorcycle?"

Wow... the FBI arrived really quickly.

But why are you arresting me?!

Once arrested, there's a high probability the organization will never be able to return.

After a moment's thought, Mizunashi Rena suddenly lifted the front of the car, launched herself into the air, and climbed onto the roof of the car in front of her.

FBI: "!!!"

Conan was equally bewildered. He suddenly thought of his friends, and unpleasant memories flooded his mind.

Damn it... even the motorcycle looks like it.

Go away! Go away from bad memories!

Rena Mizunashi's actions forced the car in front to make adjustments to prevent it from going out of control.

Just then, a soccer ball suddenly appeared in front of them, followed closely by a child.

The FBI slammed on the brakes and swerved to avoid a collision, and due to the immense inertia, Rena Mizunashi was thrown into the air.

To be finished!

Feeling the pull of gravity, Rena Mizunashi had no choice but to seize the last opportunity to take her hands off the handlebars and forcefully swing the motorcycle to the side with her thighs.

Well, once she regains her CIA status, she'll finally have time to visit her brother.

As the ground drew closer, the sounds from the outside world, blocked by the motorcycle helmet, became increasingly clear.

Wait... that's... an engine sound!?

Who would accelerate at this time?

She instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.

Black Mazda...Wabi!

The next moment, the car was already in front of her.

Yusuke Suzuki reached out and grabbed Rena Mizunashi mid-air, coldly saying, "Put your legs back."

"How did you get here!?"

Rena Mizunashi was quite surprised, but the high-speed friction between her outer thigh and the ground still made her wince in pain.

The protective function of racing suits ends there.

"You're in trouble."

No sooner had Yusuke Suzuki finished speaking than two more roaring engines roared in.

"parking!"

Judy leaned out of the car window, pointed a gun at Yusuke Suzuki, and said, "You can't take her away!"

Another FBI vehicle was trying to accelerate, attempting to overtake him and cut him off.

"You pointed a gun at me again?"

Yusuke Suzuki glanced coldly at Judy and said nothing more.

Straighten the steering wheel and press the accelerator.

Then, he drew his gun!

His right hand instantly left the steering wheel, and three bullets immediately burst into flames.

Clang, clang, clang!

The metallic clang of bullets striking the vehicle lingered in the smoke, making Judy feel as if she were going deaf.

The bullet also pierced the outer edge of her right arm, and the excruciating pain made it impossible for her to hold the gun.

"Ms. Judy!"

Conan exclaimed in alarm, and James Black also glanced nervously at Judy.

"I'm alright, hurry and chase after them!"

Judy could barely make out the silhouette of the black Mazda through her cold sweat. "Absolutely...absolutely cannot let that woman escape..."

Vermouth, the Sparrow!

Conan gritted his teeth and racked his brains to find a way he could help.

But there's very little he can do in this kind of chase.

His gaze quickly moved to Judy's drooping arm.

Now is not the time to dawdle.

"Ms. Judy, give me the gun!"

"But......"

"Give me!"

Perhaps it was Conan's imposing aura that made Jodie waver a little.

"give him."

At this moment, James Black also spoke in a deep voice.

In a short while, the pistol that Judy never parted with was in Conan's hands.

Lower the car window.

The immense wind pressure nearly threw Conan out of the car. The fierce wind whipped his hair around, stinging his face, and he could barely keep his eyes open.

Phew~~~~

Conan held his breath and took a deep breath.

The scenes of studying in Hawaii flashed by rapidly.

I can hit this shot!

No, it has to be a win!

As a child, Conan must use a strict standard for holding a gun.