Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

The sounds of sirens and ambulances approached.

Baijiu looked at his blood-stained hands and clothes, looked at the flashing sirens in a trance, and quickly calmed down.

With his hands on the wall, he climbed back into the wall again and dragged the two Ghost Organization members who had been knocked unconscious into a hidden forest.

"First of all, Vermouth's life is definitely not in danger. The purpose of kidnapping her is only for that box."

"Because there is a password outside the box, and based on what Vermouth did, she would definitely set up password permissions on the software."

"But how could she be kidnapped by a driver? Could there be someone else?"

"Damn it, I should have known not to let her go first. It's really one wrong step that leads to another."

Baijiu clenched his fists, his tone full of regret.

"But who would have thought that the driver was actually a traitor, and he deceived both me and Vermouth at the same time."

Baijiu grabbed the two unlucky guys and questioned them with a gloomy expression. He put the knife to the arteries on their necks and threatened them ferociously, speaking in a hoarse and sinister voice.

"Who led you here? I'll give you five seconds. Whoever tells me first will live."

"It's Rick!!"

They said in unison with their pupils wide open.

"I...I said it first!"

"Fart! It's obviously me!"

"Quiet!!"

Baijiu pinched the two men's necks and glared at them fiercely.

"If you keep making noise, you won't survive."

"Hu, hu, hu." They were breathing heavily.

"Who is Rick? Is he the driver? How many people are there? Where are they going?"

Baijiu asked them calmly with clear logic.

"It's an informant we just contacted recently, he's the driver! There are four people in total, plus three cars. They should be heading north. I don't know the rest."

The two of them were like twins, every word they said overlapped, and even their speaking speed and tone were the same.

"Where is the north? Is that your base?"

Baijiu pulled at the skin of both of them with the blade.

"Oh, it hurts! We really don't know what's going on. We have families too. Please, please give us a way out."

They both prayed sincerely.

"I'm sorry, but if you want me to be lenient, you have to tell me where she is."

Baijiu couldn't stand the look on the two men's faces, so he pierced their palms with his knife.

"We really can't tell you. My family will be broken if we tell you. Please, really."

"As long as you tell me, our organization will accept you as a member. You can save both your job and your life. It's up to you to decide."

"I'll only give you 15 seconds to think."

Baijiu lowered his head and picked up the phone to contact the organization members in the UK.

At this time, a tiny knocking sound came from Baijiu's earphones.

"11 times, 20 times, 3 times."

Baijiu analyzed it quickly in his mind.

"Is it the order of the 26 English letters? If so, then yes."

"KTC."

“Kent County?”

"RC?"

“Manchester?”

"Are you heading for Murchester Castle?"

"Zizzizi."

The action headset cut out the sound again.

"Let me ask you again, are they heading to Manchester?" Baijiu lightly pressed the trigger button.

“No…I don’t know…”

"Peng!"

Baijiu shot the man in the head without hesitation.

With an expressionless face, he moved the gun towards the other man's head.

"I...I know! I know! It's the 'Ghost Headquarters' next to Manchester Castle, standing on the edge of a cliff, but...is that ok?"

"How many people have just recently joined and become your informants?"

Baijiu stuffed the muzzle of the gun into the man's mouth and questioned him by grabbing his hair.

"About... 5-15, for the rest I really don't-"

"Peng!"

Baijiu picked up a handkerchief and wiped his bloody hands, then burned the blood-stained clothes and the body together.

"It seems like I can only rely on myself. I can't trust the people in the organization for the time being."

"I never thought that one day I would be able to say, 'Why are there so many undercover agents in the organization?'"

Baijiu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Wait for me, Vermouth."

"Since this accident started with me, I must also end it with my own hands."

Baijiu came to a car that was about to start, pulled the driver down with an expressionless face, pointed a gun at him and said.

"The car will be returned to you after this. If you dare to call the police, you should know the consequences."

Baijiu's eyes were dark and he threatened the man with a gun.

"Okay...Okay, sir, enjoy your meal. Remember...remember to give me a five-star rating!"

Baijiu was speeding on the highway, entering the destination "Manchester Castle".

At this time, Vermouth was sandwiched between two accomplices in black, her hands and feet were firmly held, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Both action headsets were destroyed.

There was still a hint of coldness in his eyes, and as he narrowed and focused his gaze, a murderous aura filled the car.

"Still not telling me? Vermouth, we'll be there in 30 minutes."

"As a former partner, I still suggest that you tell us the password before you arrive."

Rick said this earnestly, coughing weakly and haggardly.

"How dare you say you were my former partner? I never thought you would betray the organization. You were the one who killed London No. 1, right?"

Vermouth's words were quite sarcastic, with an indifferent expression. There was no hint of coldness in her tone, and her powerful aura made it seem as if she was the kidnapper.

"I am desperate. This is what I have to do. I am sorry, Vermouth, for betraying your trust."

"You don't need to apologize to me. There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests."

Vermouth raised her beautiful eyes, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Rick with contempt and disdain in a tone as cold as ice.

It seemed that everything was as she expected.

"Do you think your friend will come to rescue you, or do you think the organization will send someone to support you while you are still alive?"

"Once that thing comes out, it will turn the world upside down! People in the organization will also flock to the Ghost Organization."

Rick said expectantly.

"As expected of a "fraud organization""

Vermouth lowered her head, trying to stop laughing, her tone was impolite and full of sarcasm, and she snorted coldly.

He looked at the "amulet" on his wrist with gentle eyes, muttering to himself with a smile on his face.

"I will take care of them before you come."

"Let's bring the dead back to life!!! Let's turn back the flow of time!!"

Rick raised his voice and spoke in a deep and powerful voice, like a beautiful canto.

"Resurrect the dead!!!"

“Achieve digital immortality!!!”

The people in the car followed Rick and repeated his words as if they were possessed.

Vermouth seized this rare opportunity and calmly observed the available equipment around her.

She recalled the "Expansion of the Mind Area" that Baijiu taught her on the plane.

(To put it simply, it is similar to the three-dimensional analysis in Tang Detective.)

Analyze various situations in your mind, calculate various possible situations, and choose the most perfect way.

While thinking, Vermouth used her fingernails to try to open the iron lock tied to her hand.

"The God of Numbers will bless you!!"

“The Numbers Gods are watching you!!!”

"Give you the chance to start over!!"

"Ding!"

The sound of the iron lock opening overlapped with the sound of their talking.

Vermouth gathered strength in her feet and, with anger, violently stomped on the feet of the man in black on the right.

"Crack!"

The sound of foot bones breaking.

He pulled the pistol out of the unfortunate guy's body and elbowed the man on the left in the jaw.

"Peng!"

The man in black in the passenger seat fell to the side with a bloody head. Vermouth took out a dagger and stabbed the man on the right in the face.

He bent the man's head on the left with both hands and took the key out of his arms.

He opened the lock while putting the muzzle of the gun to Rick's head.

The situation has reversed.

"Not bad, not bad. As expected of Vermouth, she is so agile." Rick praised sincerely.

Vermouth's expression remained serious, without any change. She gently raised her eyelids, glanced at Rick indifferently, and took out her cell phone to contact Baijiu.

"Stop right now, before I fire this round."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

Rick laughed maniacally.

"You didn't think I hadn't guessed you would do that!"

Rick's eyes were as big as copper bells, veins popped out on his forehead, his mouth was wide open, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his smile became more and more crazy, rising to a distorted angle.

He slowly took out an explosion button with his left hand, stuck out his tongue, tilted his head, and looked at Vermouth with a ferocious and distorted expression.

"This bomb is connected to my heart. If I die, it will automatically detonate!!"

"As long as you contact the outside world, believe it or not, I will detonate this place!!"

"You probably still have unfinished business and people you miss!!"

Rick's body kept twisting, which was extremely creepy to watch.

Vermouth swallowed, hesitated for a moment, and then hung up the phone.

"You don't think that all the people in the surrounding vehicles are members of the organization?"

Vermouth looked at the black cars surrounding her calmly, without a trace of panic, and wiped the blood calmly with a handkerchief.

"They are all faithful believers! Devout believers!!!"

Vermouth glanced around indifferently, looking at the organization's vehicle full of traitors but couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile.

"I didn't expect it to backfire."

She looked at the "bracelet" on her wrist and smiled lightly, revealing a reassuring smile. She slowly turned her head and looked behind her.