Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."

The doorbell continued to ring.

Baijiu turned his head and gestured to Vermouth.

“How many vehicles are there outside?”

"Double digits and up."

Baijiu hesitated for a while, quickly thinking of a countermeasure in his mind, biting his lips unconsciously.

First, there are many people outside and they are well-equipped.

Baijiu's back injury has not healed yet, and it is night, so his movements are somewhat affected.

And their only target is "Pramya", which is Vermouth.

Since they didn't choose to break in, it means they definitely don't have any conclusive evidence yet.

Baijiu took a deep breath and looked at her meaningfully.

Vermouth smiled calmly and quickly understood the meaning of the liquor.

Holding his shoes in one hand, he walked barefoot to the toilet quietly.

He held the door open, leaped lightly, and stepped lightly on the handle.

Crouch above the door, hold the blade in your mouth, and be ready to attack at any time.

After seeing that she was settled, Baijiu lowered his head and immersed himself in the role in a second.

He walked slowly to the bed, put on his slippers, mopped the floor, switched to a sleepy state, and spoke in a lazy and impatient tone.

"What's going on? It's the middle of the night."

As Baijiu walked to the gate, he kept scratching his hair with his hands, making him look more real.

He walked to the door of the house in a daze with his hair like a bird's nest.

He stood at the door with a lazy look.

"This is the FBI. Please cooperate. We are arresting a criminal."

"Are you sick? Why are you looking for me to capture the criminal?"

"Have you obtained Neon's investigation permission?" Baijiu asked disdainfully.

"We have already reported this, and will make compensation later." The federal investigator outside the door said politely.

"Because the criminal is very likely to have fled to a nearby hotel to rest, we are investigating the guests who checked into the hotel yesterday."

"Sorry for bothering you. I hope you can cooperate. It will only take less than a minute of your time."

Baijiu was holding a miniature eavesdropping device in his palm.

He slowly pushed the door open, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and secretly observed how many people there were.

They had their hands in their pockets, which probably contained pistols.

They rushed in in a crowd, rudely pushed the liquor away, and looked around the room carefully.

No corner is left untouched.

Baijiu stared at everyone with an angry expression and said angrily.

"It's fine if you guys turned it over, but why did you turn over the pillows too? Do you think a woman can hide between two pillows?"

"Look at the mess you've made!"

There were more than ten people entering the house.

Two federal agents walked into the bathroom, and Baijiu pretended to be indifferent and sat on a chair nearby.

Watching their every move angrily.

In fact, he was observing the situation with his peripheral vision.

As the saying goes, it's dark under the lamp.

The two walked in, took a quick look, and walked out immediately.

"Captain Frick, there shouldn't be any problem. Pramya may not be in this area." An investigator spoke into the walkie-talkie.

"Sorry to bother you, brother. I will pay the rent for you and then compensate you five times the amount."

He patted Baijiu's shoulder, expressing his deep apologies.

"Don't knock on the door so hard next time."

"If a weak woman who was alone in a hotel saw you in the middle of the night."

"What will they think? They might think you are thugs."

Baijiu said calmly, patting the agent on the back and giving a hypocritical suggestion.

He took the opportunity to secretly install the bug on the man's back, where it was completely invisible.

"Indeed, we will reflect and make corrections!"

"Have a good rest!"

They saluted in unison.

However, there was a man who had been staring at the liquor with cold and gloomy eyes since he entered the room.

He kept staring at her until he left the gate.

After confirming that everyone had left, Baijiu was about to lock the door.

"Peng!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and it was the man again.

He spoke with disdain and suspicion.

"My cigarette fell on the table."

"Peng!"

He slammed the door shut with great arrogance, making a deafening sound.

"What the hell? Wait and see how I'll file a complaint against you later!!"

Baijiu locked the door, deliberately dragged the floor to make noise, and walked around the house to give signals to Vermouth.

He quickly scanned the room to see if there were any eavesdropping devices or cameras installed.

You're really too obvious.

There was an extra small round bead on the flat surface of the table, exactly where the man had held the cigarette just now.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out a few sheets of toilet paper.

Then, he picked up the cup of water beside him and drank it in big gulps.

"Ah~~ I'm so thirsty."

It is naturally placed in front of the ball to block it.

"What a bullshit International Federation, this is their attitude."

Baijiu muttered to himself.

"You just interrupted me when I dreamed of an interesting picture."

He took the bug from his shoulder, wrapped it in toilet paper, and pretended to hang clothes.

He placed it carefully on the table beside him with a satisfied smile.

"Cough...cough."

Baijiu pretended to cough and spit, put the headset into his cochlea, and listened to the movements of the International Federation.

Vermouth understood Baijiu's secret code.

He leaped up and landed silently on the ground, his slender white feet turning red as he squatted above the door.

She put on her shoes, walked slowly and quietly to Baijiu, and took the mobile headset from him.

"I think it's the one on the 10th floor. Qiu Shi, how's the surveillance investigation going?"

"No trace of Pramya has been found so far."

The fierce-looking man snatched the phone back and said coldly, "Give the waitress more money and threaten her. If she doesn't tell us the truth, her family will be implicated."

"You are invincible..." Baijiu tilted his head, full of disdain.

Baijiu and Vermouth looked at each other and conveyed signals with their eyes.

Baijiu half-crouched, put his left ear close to the door, and sensed at least four footsteps lingering outside the door.

Vermouth stepped on a stool, reached out and pulled down all the curtains, rolling them into thin strips.

The other end is hung on the head of the bed as a support point.

Open the window and look downstairs.

"You go ahead and hide downstairs. I'll be there soon."

"Send the location of this place to the International Federation personnel sent by Jäger."

"If anything happens, use your headset to notify me."

Vermouth smiled and nodded neatly.

It is both a trust in each other and a reluctance to waste a moment of time.

Because an excited male voice came from the headset.

"It can't be wrong! A suspicious guy was found in the surveillance video, and the room he registered is on the tenth floor!"

"Pramya is in that room! !"

"Everyone, use force to enter the room immediately!!"

"Yes!!"

"Boom boom boom!"

There was soon a knock on the door, and the force was noticeably stronger than before.

Every punch was filled with hatred and anger.

"Go down."

She adjusted the screen of her mobile phone to never go off, jumped sideways into the window, and quickly loosened the ropes that were wrapped around her.

Baijiu stood at the head of the bed, ensuring the safety of Vermouth.

After all, it was very dark outside and we were at a high altitude, so visibility was limited.

Vermouth's feet kept rubbing against the glass of the building, sliding uncontrollably as she tried to keep herself balanced.

All the ropes were loosened, and Vermouth was swinging in the air, holding the ropes tightly in her hands.

Looking down, it looked like a bottomless abyss because of the cloudy weather.

She stepped on the glass with her heels and swayed in the air, trying to break the glass with the force generated by the swing.

Baijiu had no time to care about Vermouth anymore and walked towards the gate that was constantly being hit by people.

"Are you guys done yet? What are you doing?!"

Baijiu said impatiently.

"If you don't sleep, others will—"

"stare!"

A sharp blade instantly pierced through the top of the door. It looked like a long knife.

Baijiu reacted quickly, moving to the left and taking a left step.

It is only a millimeter away from the ear of the liquor.

It seems I have to let you know.

What are the consequences of irritating a person who is grumpy when waking up?