Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Akai Mutake?"

Baijiu said calmly, pursed his lips, looked aside with his two pairs of heroic phoenix eyes, sat up straight, and listened carefully.

"17 years ago, Akai Mutake was commissioned by his good friend "Haneda Yasuharu" to go to the United States to investigate the death of Haneda Hiroshi."

Vermouth laughed hoarsely, picked up the brewed black tea and high-sugar cake from the table and pushed them in front of Baijiu, frivolously motioning to Baijiu.

"Now, do as the Romans do? Isn't this a typical English afternoon tea?"

Baijiu said jokingly, the hot air hit his face directly and he blew it gently with his mouth.

After taking two sips, he savored the taste, closed his eyes in enjoyment, and gave a thumbs up in praise.

"Later, when Akai Tsutomu was tracking down the organization, he was hunted down by the organization while in Canada. Although he died, his body was not found."

Vermouth picked up the tea bowl that had just been used to hold the white wine, shook it, and drank it in one gulp to moisten her throat.

"If you like black tea, I can commission you to get a truckload from England."

There was something hidden in Vermouth's words, as if hinting at something, but Baijiu did not answer Vermouth, and continued asking the same question as before.

"Who is responsible for this mission? This vague report has not aroused suspicion from the organization."

Baijiu's hand involuntarily touched the high bridge of his nose, and he looked at Vermouth with puzzled eyes.

"I think it was called "Aquavit", because Akai Tsutomu chose to jump off a cliff and commit suicide after being shot several times."

"I'll find out through his phone when the time comes."

"Before leaving, I sent an email to ask Akai Mari to move her family to "very safe" Neon."

Baijiu sneered and spoke in a mocking tone.

"Is there a problem between their family members? They are just trying to push the whole family into the fire pit."

"Who knows." Vermouth smiled slightly.

"She's back in England now?"

"Yes, after three years of planning, it's time to close the net."

Vermouth took out two small cans of "poison" and a middle-aged man's hood from her limited edition brand bag and placed them in her hands, looking at them carefully with a hint of hatred in her eyes.

"Gin will surely be delighted to hear the news of Mary's death."

Vermouth carefully placed the things on the table, spread out her white arms, put them on Baijiu's shoulders, and leaned against the soft sofa.

"What do you mean? Could it be that Gin and the Akai family are sworn enemies?" Baijiu nodded slightly and said suspiciously.

"Oh yes, only a few people know about this secret organization. Do you want to know?"

Vermouth hooked Baijiu's chin with her fingers and looked at him teasingly.

Baijiu nodded silently, his eyes revealing an expectant expression.

"Who doesn't like to hear some secrets, except you of course." Baijiu immediately changed the tone.

Vermouth shook her head, smiled seductively, and then spoke leisurely.

"Gin was born into a British spy family and grew up in the UK. Both his parents were Japanese. He later became a British citizen and is a top agent of MI6."

"In the 80s and 90s, the large amount of intelligence stolen made a huge contribution to the tense situation at the time, and was also known as the Smiths at the end of the century."

"And Gin has perfectly inherited his parents' abilities."

"But if you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet. His parents were accidentally betrayed by a traitor during an undercover mission."

"On the rare day when their family gets together, it's said to be Friday the 13th."

"Gin witnessed the tragic scene of his parents being killed."

"At only 6 years old, Gin, with his extraordinary talent and strong mentality, defeated seven-foot-tall men with his gun."

"Later, young Gin used his excellent intelligence-gathering ability to learn that his parents were framed and killed by someone who was a traitor."

"Gin held a grudge ever since and stayed in MI6 until he was 18. On the night he came of age, he dealt a heavy blow to the top brass of MI6."

"He bit his finger with his teeth and used his own blood to write eight eye-catching characters in the lobby of the headquarters."

"If you don't know the truth, there may be some hidden ghost."

"Then he returned to his hometown of Japan alone and joined the organization. With his outstanding abilities and decisive attitude, he climbed all the way from the bottom to the top in less than ten years."

"But this memory is the bottom line that Gin can never mention."

"Once, someone used Gin's parents to make fun of me in a bar."

"Gin didn't say a word and massacred the entire bar with his bare hands, including the innocent key staff."

"That Lord" officially promoted Gin because of this incident."

"Gradually, as Gin's status became higher and higher, this matter was suppressed and became something that was not discussed within the organization."

Vermouth took a long breath and silently observed Baijiu's expression.

"No wonder Gin hates traitors so much. He would be very happy if anyone from MI6 died."

After thinking for a moment, Vermouth looked at him meaningfully and said.

"uh-huh."

"Is the bracelet on your wrist made of golden nanmu wood?"

Vermouth noticed that Baijiu was suspicious of her hesitant attitude, so she changed the subject, pointing and speaking with pretended curiosity.

"Yes, it symbolizes peace and prosperity. It's like a 'talisman', blessing you with safety during every mission."

Vermouth clasped her hands in front of her chest and added.

"Okay, let's get back to business. Besides killing Sera Mari, there's one more thing we need to do."

Vermouth stretched out her slender fingers.

"Go to the 50th anniversary party of "British Weida Company", contact the informant "L", and get the "U disk and microprocessor" in your hands."

"When?" Baijiu took a sip of tea, tapped the table slowly with his hands, and spoke slowly.

"Tomorrow night at 9 o'clock, I know what you are going to say." Vermouth covered the wine that was about to be drunk with her hand.

"Come with me tonight to meet a friend I haven't seen for a long time."

"The actress known as the English Rose, Keira."

Vermouth raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Oh!! That's the actress who played the Caribbean pirate. Do you know her?!"

"Wow, I have to dress up."

"I really like her acting. It's so lifelike."

"I really don't understand why the Oscar for Best Actress wasn't given to her."

Baijiu frowned and rubbed his hands excitedly, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of Vermouth's unhappy expression from the corner of his eye.

"Oh yeah...I remember the winner of the Best Actress award that year seemed to be——"

Baijiu swallowed, turned his head slightly, and added immediately in fear.

"Of course, I still prefer the drama you acted in, Sister Bei. I will rewatch it every day before going to bed, hehe."

Baijiu looked at Vermouth with a smile, poked two fingers shyly, and said obediently.

"Are you saying that the movies I act in are hypnotic?"

“Ah no no no… um…”

"Well, take advantage of this rare and precious rest time to have a good sleep."

Vermouth covered her face with a smile, raised her hands upwards, yawned lazily, and took out the headphone box from her bag.

"Do you want to listen? The sound quality is very good."

Baijiu naturally took the earphones and put them into his cochlea, listening to the quiet music and slowly closed his eyes.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! La la la la!!"

Baijiu was awakened by the rock song and his body suddenly sat up straight, comparable to a right triangle.

He opened his eyes and looked out the window, just in time to hear the plane land steadily.

Baijiu looked around hazily, and saw Vermouth wiping her clothes with a look of disgust and throwing a pack of tissues at Baijiu.

"Wipe your saliva."

Baijiu wiped the still slightly wet corners of his mouth embarrassedly.

Coming out of the airport, even though it was getting dark, a black Maybach was still eye-catching.

The car parked majestically at the airport entrance, and the familiar logo appeared on the outside of the car.

"Black Crow"

"Please get in the car, both of you."

Two tall and burly men in black wearing sunglasses opened the car door and greeted them.

"Is this the Hilton Waldorf Hotel?" the driver asked Vermouth politely.

"Yes."

"Turn on the radio, Rick. It's too quiet. I'm feeling a little sleepy." Vermouth said lazily, stretching.

【In the near future, the "Karasuma Group" will continue to participate in world economic and trade cooperation. 】

【I believe that under the leadership of the Karasuma Group, the world economy will surely flourish. 】

"Karasuma? I think I've heard of it before."

Baijiu rested his chin on his hand and looked at the night view of London with an indifferent expression.

Baijiu suddenly thought of something and his eyes instantly became bright.

If the UMASCARA had been rearranged at that time.

Isn't it CARASUMA? (Karasuma is pronounced the same as KA in Japanese.)

The real name of "that adult" is.

"Karasuma Renya"