Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

After Vermouth finished drinking the American coffee that Baijiu had just had, she handed the empty cup to him.

Baijiu sighed helplessly, took the cup, made a fadeaway jump shot, and turned his back confidently.

“Don’t litter.”

Vermouth said as she searched for something on the back seat of the motorcycle.

"Good good."

Baijiu took three big steps, holding the cup in his hand, and threw it into the trash can with a slam dunk.

"man!!"

"After you go in, don't talk nonsense. That old guy has a bad temper, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

"I'm not a three-year-old child. I can tell right from wrong." Baijiu smiled bitterly helplessly.

Vermouth raised the corner of her mouth slightly with a smile, and took out a pair of dusty boots from the bottom of the back seat.

She took off her shoes, bent over, and picked them up with her hands, while a pair of white and tender feet stepped on the grass.

Baijiu crossed his arms and glanced at Vermouth's body when she was leaning forward, but he acted as if he didn't care and rubbed his high nose bridge with his hands.

"Do you need to change your shoes? I happen to have a pair of men's shoes here."

Vermouth rolled her eyes at the liquor.

Baijiu waved his hand.

"How dirty can it be in there?"

"Then don't blame me for not reminding you. This limited edition MIKE of yours shouldn't be cheap."

Vermouth tied her hair up and walked to the gate.

"Dong dong dong."

Vermouth knocked on the door and spoke gently.

"Dr. Martini, we're here to get something."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eerie, tall, and somewhat ancient door slowly opened.

There was a creaking sound of machinery from above, and dust fell on their heads like rain.

The scent of flowers and perfume blends in with the air, and the whole castle feels a little damp.

Baijiu was stimulated by the pungent perfume and couldn't help sneezing.

"Ah...yawn."

A few flies had an intimate contact with Baijiu's mouth.

"Bah! Bah! Bah! Damn it!"

As Baijiu slapped his throat, a few black mice on the ground scurried across his shoes.

"Ahhh"

Crows were flying on the ceiling, and to Baijiu's surprise, there were two small trees planted in the house miraculously.

I can’t imagine how it can grow without sunlight.

"Damn it, this is an ecological rainforest."

A weird old man with waist-length hair, high heels, lipstick and a goatee is immersed in research and development.

The road was littered with garbage and spare parts. Baijiu instantly turned into a mask of pain, regretting why he didn't listen to Vermouth's advice.

Vermouth walked up to Dr. Martini with her nose covered, looking disgusted.

"Dr. Martini, where is the equipment I asked you to research?" Vermouth asked politely.

"Ah, it's all packed for you in that blue crow box on the far left," Dr. Martini said in the voice of the ultimate two-faced turtle.

The sound was as painful to Baijiu as if the glass was being scratched by a knife.

"I always thought I had to be like Professor Agasa, maybe a little more aloof and serious."

"But I didn't expect the contrast to be so great. No wonder Vermouth warned me."

Baijiu complained in his heart and looked around, trying to find some strange things.

"Let's go, white wine."

Vermouth walked out of the gloomy old house holding a box covered with spider silk.

Baijiu came out and immediately looked down at his beloved shoes, and found that they looked like they had been through a war.

"Oh, No!"

"I should have listened to you earlier." Baijiu held his head in annoyance.

Vermouth covered her mouth and laughed.

She put the box on the car seat and slowly opened it. Suddenly, two centipedes ran out of the box.

Vermouth's body suddenly trembled, her hands clasped in front of her chest, and she took small steps backwards.

The box was also falling downwards due to the centipede's push.

Seeing this, Baijiu immediately put away the mask of pain and rushed to Vermouth.

He caught the box steadily with his left hand, threw the two centipedes aside with his right hand, and stomped them violently with his feet.

Three-dimensional creatures turned into two-dimensional creatures in an instant.

"I didn't expect you were afraid of centipedes?" Baijiu said in a mean way with his eyebrows bent.

"Why? I'm just afraid of these linear creatures. Are we not allowed to be afraid of things?"

Vermouth said coldly and arrogantly.

"No, no." Baijiu quickly changed the subject.

"Why did you have to ask Dr. Martini to develop it? Can't other informants create it?"

Baijiu handed the wet wipes to Vermouth and asked curiously.

"Because only he can make such bizarre things. If you don't believe me, see for yourself."

Baijiu took the contents of the box in his hands. There were many kinds of them, and the only thing they had in common was that they were light and portable.

"Let me introduce your equipment in turn. It will come in handy during this trip to England."

Vermouth naturally put the tissue into Baijiu's hand and took out a pen.

Baijiu turned on the flash function of his mobile phone to add light.

"When you open the pen cap, a short needle filled with poison will shoot out from the tail, and the enemy will die within 3 seconds."

“Call it the Poison Pen.”

"This is the 'Umbrella Pistol'. It looks like an ordinary umbrella, but it is actually a pistol, and a pistol with a highly toxic substance."

"It can be stretched freely and is very light, so it is more than enough to fit in your arms."

"The last one is a bomb lighter. It will explode when you slide it."

"This is perfect for a non-smoker like you."

Vermouth placed her hand lightly on Baijiu's chest and looked at him teasingly.

"How many days in total did you spend in England?"

Baijiu put the equipment into his pocket and asked curiously.

"If it's fast, it will take three days, if it's slow, it will take a week. As for the matter of Teitan High School, I will handle it for you."

Vermouth closed the box, put her hands on her hips and looked at the liquor.

"What if Gin has a mission? I can't just not complete it. After all, I'm still a member of his team."

"I think Gin wouldn't want to see someone taking over the show."

"Don't forget that you are the deputy team leader now. Besides, there has been such a big commotion recently, and with Jäger taking over, it's time for some quiet time."

"And with 'that master' backing us up, Gin doesn't dare to say anything."

"Besides, Gin would probably be very happy if he learned that she was dead."

Vermouth lowered her head, lit a cigarette, and looked at the liquor with a cool look.

"That's fine. It's a good opportunity to go out and see the world."

Baijiu said jokingly, sitting on the motorcycle.

"Why don't you come to my house for dinner today? We can go to the airport together tomorrow to start our mission in the UK."

Vermouth spoke gently and calmly.

When Baijiu heard this, he just smiled indifferently, waved his hand, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile.

"As much as I want to accept your invitation, it's getting late and I need to go back and pack my luggage."

"Ghana~"

Baijiu snapped his fingers.

"So, see you at the airport tomorrow."

The liquor disappeared from Vermouth's sight.

Vermouth shook her head meaningfully and spoke softly.

"I really saw you right."

The next morning.

The liquor, brought by Belmode, came under the plane in a separate transport vehicle.

They followed the flight attendant all the way to the luxurious first-class cabin.

The white wine pushed open the curtain, and the luxurious scene that came into view fully demonstrated what it meant to be rich and inhumane.

Baijiu never dreamed that he would have a small master bedroom, a second bedroom, and a living room on a plane.

There are separate toilets and showers, sofas, TVs, massage chairs, PS5s, and even fitness equipment.

"Please sit down. As the saying goes, you get what you pay for. For a 1000 million yen (46) plane ticket, it's pretty good value for money."

Vermouth raised her smooth thighs and ate the fruit salad and caviar steak prepared by a Michelin chef on the table.

"Is this the world of rich people? I dare not even think about it on weekdays." Baijiu held his forehead with his fist and looked out the window.

I unexpectedly discovered that there was also a crow logo on the side of the plane.

"Crow? Is this the organization's plane? Crow patterns are very common recently." Baijiu pondered silently.

"That's right, Vermouth."

"The plane hasn't even taken off yet, tell me about the pit you dug before."

"You said you would tell me who stabbed Rum in the eye."

"You can tell me now, you've been keeping me in suspense for so many days."

Baijiu turned his head and stared at Vermouth with his big eyes.

"I almost thought you forgot." Vermouth chuckled.

"That man is the one who just died—"

"Akai Shuichi's father."

"Akai Muwu."