Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

“Hmm…Hmm…Hmm…Hmm?”

Baijiu slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes, ground his teeth, and spoke lazily to himself.

"Where the hell is this? What happened?"

He had no idea what happened last night, including the details and motives of the case. He could not remember anything at all. The only thing in his mind was the scene of getting off the airport.

"Dong dong dong."

He tapped his head and scratched his ears, and unexpectedly found that his socks were hanging by his ears. He squinted his eyes and looked down, and found that his left foot was a slipper and his right foot was a sneaker. Baijiu was in a state of freeze.

"Shhhhh."

Baijiu looked around, searching for the source of the sound.

I found that the faucet in the sink was open, and there was a figure wearing a red suspender standing there vaguely.

"Am I dead?"

Baijiu pinched his greasy face with his hands and blinked his confused eyes.

"Why don't you get up? Are you going to spend the rest of your life with the toilet, Toilet Brother?"

A woman's voice came from the sink.

Baijiu frowned and looked carefully at the curvaceous figure in front of him. When his eyes widened into cross-eyed looks, he finally recognized her.

"Be....Belmaud!"

The white wine instantly sobered him up, and in a panic he accidentally reached his hand into the toilet water.

Baijiu quickly pulled his hand out, water splashed all over him, and he hurriedly took out a tissue from the side and wiped his body.

"Eh? Damn it!"

Baijiu then realized that he was not wearing any clothes, only...

"Why am I here?! What did I do yesterday? Where are my clothes?"

Baijiu stood there in a daze, his mind going blank.

"Don't you remember what you did last night? It was so shocking."

Vermouth was silently putting on makeup in front of the dressing table.

"Huh?! Damn, I have no recollection of that at all. Vermouth, why didn't you stop me?"

Baijiu covered his head with his hands, his face flushed with remorse, and he kept muttering to himself.

"It's over, it's over, impulse is the devil!"

"Why should I stop you? I almost fell down myself, and you were sleeping like a dead person. You ran straight to the toilet."

"I kept saying, what a comfortable bed, what a delicious meal, and what a great beer, and then I slept with my arms around the toilet all night."

"I still had some consciousness and wanted to drag you to your room, but I was not strong enough, and you just refused to leave."

Vermouth spread her hands helplessly.

"Then...what about my clothes?"

"I don't know about that. Maybe you didn't sleep well last night. Look for it inside. It's possible that it was washed away."

Vermouth looked at herself in the mirror, smiled with satisfaction, walked out of the bathroom, and gave some instructions to Baijiu before leaving.

Baijiu looked around and found the clothes neatly arranged on the rack.

"Go change your clothes quickly, there will be a mission to be carried out later."

"Also, don't come into my house, or I'll shoot you!"

"I understand, I understand. I won't drink so much next time, eh."

Baijiu walked unsteadily from the living room, holding his head, returned to his room, took a shower, and changed into extra clothes he had prepared in advance.

Baijiu opened the curtains, and the dazzling sunlight shone on Baijiu's face.

"I slept until 3pm..."

"How could I have no recollection of this? The rest is fine, but if I reveal the intelligence or something like that, it would be terrible."

Baijiu looked in the mirror and adjusted her clothes.

"But Vermouth and I drank 50-50. She's probably drunk too, so she shouldn't be in any trouble."

Baijiu still has great confidence in his mouth. When he was in the police academy, even when he was injected with an anesthetic needle and a drug to knock out the opponent, Baijiu did not utter a word.

"squeak."

Vermouth came out of the house, accompanied by a pungent fragrance.

"What's wrong? You look so serious. Is the task difficult?"

Baijiu took Vermouth's perfume, sprayed it on his body, and analyzed it with his hands on the wall.

"It turns out that plans cannot keep up with changes."

Vermouth put the phone in her pocket.

"I'm going to attend the banquet of the British Weida Company, and at the same time, I received some bad news."

"Not good? All I can think of is that the informant has lost contact."

"Half right, we need to hand over the processor to our organization member in the UK, London One."

"Just a few minutes ago, part of the body was found on the street, and DNA analysis confirmed that it was indeed him."

"But the news hasn't leaked out yet. It was told to me by an undercover informant in the British police."

"Is it possible?"

"Yes, that's what I'm worried about. We are most likely being robbed by the gang. There is a high possibility that there is a rat in the organization."

Vermouth was thinking deeply, as if she had some other purpose.

"Whether it's gang robbing gang members or there's a traitor in the organization."

"With our skills, what do we have to worry about? We have seen all kinds of situations. Don't forget that we still have equipment."

Baijiu took out a pen and lighter from his pocket, patted his chest and smiled confidently.

"I just feel a little uneasy. After all, women's sixth sense is very accurate."

Vermouth said playfully.

"Eh? What are you doing?"

Baijiu pulled Vermouth's slender fingers, put the bracelet necklace into Vermouth's wrist, and spoke in a sunny tone.

"This is the first time you've said the word 'uneasy', but once you put on my amulet, you'll definitely feel at ease."

"Brother's amulet guarantees safety."

Baijiu said optimistically, showing a cheerful smile with two rows of white teeth shining.

"Then I have no choice but to accept your blessing with reluctance and give you face." Vermouth said proudly.

Vermouth's pupils flickered slightly and her expression was a little confused. After looking down at the bracelet, she showed a relaxed smile and her eyes became very gentle.

The two looked at each other, but the look in their eyes was different from usual.

It completely fits the flower language of sunflower.

“Are there any grains of rice on my face?”

Vermouth slightly opened her soft lips, breaking the silence, and spoke in a cold voice, her slender fingers grasping the cuffs of Baijiu.

"No...No, you seem to be stuck."

Vermouth immediately frowned and pinched Baijiu's face hard with her hands in response.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, there is no stuck powder, no stuck powder."

Baijiu's face was swollen as if he had been stung by a wasp.

"You don't need to say this in the future. Just give me a hint." Vermouth returned to the shower room and continued to touch up her makeup.

"It's much more comfortable, right? I've been wearing this since I was a child."

Liquor changed the topic.

"No, I feel even more uneasy."

Vermouth said this hypocritically.

Baijiu shook his head and smiled indifferently.

"Don't forget to bring an umbrella. It's raining now. It could rain at any time."

Baijiu then handed the "pistol umbrella" to Vermouth, left the hotel and got into the car.

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"If an accident occurs, follow the plan we just discussed in the car. After all, I'm not sure if it has leaked out."

"Understood. Don't worry."

"arrive."

Vermouth and Baijiu came to a huge manor, with all kinds of unheard-of luxury cars parked outside the door.

Even Baijiu, who is very knowledgeable about cars, was suddenly incoherent and couldn't name them.

After entering the hall, you can feel the strong futuristic technological style, with white as the base and blue and black tones as the finishing touch.

The overall design is simple and advanced, showing its grandeur.

Two cute artificial robots, less than one meter tall, look like two trash cans if you don’t look closely.

Floating on the ground, it slowly approached behind them, stretched out its two short hands, grabbed their clothes, and spoke excitedly.

"Xiaoying welcomes you here. Where are you going?"

Baijiu and Vermouth turned around and stretched out their hands at the same time, responding warmly and tenderly.

The voice was said in a coquettish tone. Although it still had a bit of mechanical feeling, if you listened subconsciously, it was no different from talking to a child.

"Let's go to Area B."

Vermouth half-knelt down and stroked Xiaoying, who felt soft.

"Okay! Okay! Please follow Xiaoying~"

The two short legs jumped on the spot, then showed happy expressions and led them into the venue in Area B.

"The destination has been reached~ Xiaoying will leave first~"

"Vermouth, is 'L' here?"

Baijiu observed the guests around him who were raising their glasses, and quickly scanned them with his eyes for any suspicious people.

The liquor dances to the dynamic music.

"Have you prepared enough money?" Baijiu said as if he was reciting lines.

"It must be enough, but why hasn't he appeared yet?"

Vermouth frowned and tapped the chair beside her with her fingers, as if she was performing on purpose.

"Ding."

While Baijiu and Vermouth were talking, they observed the guests' reactions out of the corner of their eyes and quickly identified any suspicious persons.

Vermouth's phone finally vibrated.

[Come to the third floor, meet me in the guest lounge. It’s not safe down there. After all, this microprocessor is something everyone dreams of. ——L]

Vermouth tapped the liquor twice with her fingers to give a hint.

Baijiu responded to Vermouth with the sound of his finger joints.

They used the crack in the door to scrape the bug off their bodies.

The best actor Baijiu and the best actress Vermouth are about to put on a good show.