Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

“Ah…I want…I want…”

"Hehe, you've been cheated!" Baijiu showed a smug expression.

"Is Hong Wen warm, brother?"

"??"

Ao Ge was dumbfounded.

Even if it's adrenaline, you don't play it like this.

Baijiu clenched his fist and smashed it towards Ao Ge, then clamped Ao Ge's head with his armpits, covering his two little eyes.

And pushed the car window aside, the hot air with blood stains blew onto the table.

Baijiu quickly pulled out the dagger that was inserted into his heart and wiped the biscuit crumbs off the blade with his fingers.

With an indignant mood, he faced Ao Ge and sat between his fat and strong thighs.

"Don't...don't kill me..."

Baijiu stared at his hazy and pitiful eyes and couldn't help shuddering.

He covered his thick, sausage-like lips with his left hand, tilted his head to the side, and stabbed towards Ao Ge's heart without hesitation.

He dodged the gushing blood.

Maybe Brother Ao had too much fat, so he didn’t die.

"I can't do anything about you..."

Baijiu pushed his head down on the chair and covered them both with a piece of cloth.

Just like that, a world belonging to the two of them unfolded.

The picture is quite philosophical.

After an unknown number of stabs and a long stalemate, the man finally stopped moving.

Baijiu lifted the cloth, breathing heavily, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

You are really a piece of meat...

I don't even have to put in so much effort to slaughter a pig in my hometown.

The liquor complained.

He took out the wet wipes that Vermouth had prepared for him from his pocket, wiped the blood off his hands, and took the suitcase out of Ao Ge's stomach.

Damn... this smell...

Although it's very intoxicating, white wine seems to have a heterosexual fetish.

The worse something smells, the more liquor likes it.

I really enjoyed this smell after a rough day.

Don't smell the feeling of a bad day.

After enjoying this unique smell, pick up the wet wipes and wipe it off.

After all, Vermouth definitely doesn't like this taste.

While wiping the suitcase, Baijiu glanced at Pete, who was almost stinking.

It seems that he died of poisoning.

The eyeball was full of red bloodshot, and two streaks of blood flowed from the corners of the eyes.

Secondly, there was a used poison needle placed at the bottom of his foot.

Baijiu roughly imagined what the scene was like just now.

"White wine? Are you okay?"

Vermouth felt a little anxious.

But he still maintained a calm attitude and asked in an indifferent tone.

Baijiu picked up the suitcase and threw the several packets of Little Bear instant noodles that he had hidden in his arms into the trash can.

Looking at the old woman just now with joy.

Open your mouth, put your hands together, and bend the corners of your eyes.

His eyes were very sincere, and it looked like he was constantly expressing his apologies.

In fact, every word he cursed was dirtier than the last.

"Young people nowadays really don't know how to be quiet!"

"Yeah, you have 363 days in a year and you have the final say. I'm so lucky, Lao Deng."

Baijiu walked out of the "quiet compartment", holding the suitcase in both hands, took a long breath, and spoke in a lazy tone.

"Don't you want to think about who your boyfriend is?"

"The legendary sniper god in the organization who is both handsome and powerful!"

"How could something happen~"

He said this in a casual and elegant manner, with a tone that really deserved a beating.

"I see you're a little excited today."

Vermouth said playfully.

"Also, don't talk like that. I hate people who pretend the most."

Vermouth said in a cold tone, rolling his eyes.

"Okay, let's stop making trouble."

"Where are you now? I just walked out of the silent car."

"All the boxes have been collected. All we have to do now is to gather and meet up."

Baijiu instantly switched to a mature voice and asked seriously.

He looked down at the time, his teeth grinding his lips.

"It still sounds good this way."

Vermouth said with satisfaction.

"I'm in car No. 6 now. I'll be right over to you."

Vermouth walked around the car angrily, and from time to time she used the reflection of the door glass to check the situation behind her.

Sure enough, two burly men followed Vermouth, whispering something on a walkie-talkie.

Just like the small monsters that spawn at fixed points, they are used to gain experience.

Vermouth just raised her eyebrows, moved her joints, and was eager to try.

And in front, as expected, there were several strong men standing.

They were intimidating, with lightning in their eyes, and they looked at Vermouth with lustful eyes while holding daggers.

"You'd better hand over this box quickly, otherwise, you should know what will happen to you."

"Beautiful lady~~"

"It seems like you guys are very confident, daring to do it in front of the surveillance camera."

"He openly touched a weak woman like me."

Vermouth said sarcastically, showing a weak attitude.

"Just threaten the conductor afterwards! I won't waste my time talking to you!"

"Brothers! If you want to enjoy yourself tonight, subdue this woman right now!"

"Yes!" they said in unison.

"Enjoy! Enjoy! Enjoy!"

They leaned over and rushed towards Vermouth from all directions, drew out their daggers, and stabbed at Vermouth like crazy.

She just snorted coldly, raised her eyes slightly, and suddenly saw a burly man with a train door opening card hanging on him.

Looking around, he quickly came up with a plan in his mind.

"Beautiful lady! Here I come!! Uncle is here to see you!"

"Come into our arms quickly!!"

With her petite and agile body, Vermouth was able to move between their huge bodies.

She shook off her thighs that were longer than her life and poked the tip of her shoe towards the sturdy man's fat nostrils.

"what!"

She picked up the box and hit them on the head like she was playing whack-a-mole.

He swung the dagger upward from his pocket, spinning it in the air while holding it in his palms.

He stabbed to the left and right, then spun his body, and blood splattered on the glass of the station nearby.

The two people who fell to the ground were not completely dead due to adrenaline.

Instead, he firmly grasped Vermouth's ankles and held her in place.

"Death....Death without regrets..."

The remaining two strong men rushed towards Vermouth. Vermouth smiled evilly, as if everything was expected.

The hands that were tightly gripping the blades suddenly loosened, and the two blades pierced straight into the foreheads of the two strong men.

Vermouth's ankles were loosened instantly, and Vermouth half-crouched and curled up her body.

"Peng!!"

The two men had a close contact with the car door and glass and were left with bruises on their faces.

She quickly moved to the side, and a dark shadow that could not be seen by the naked eye flashed by.

She pulled out the two blades and immediately stabbed them into the heads of two new people.

"You bitch! You're so hard to deal with!"

"See if I can kill you!"

Vermouth turned her back to the man, unmoved.

"what!"

"Before."

"You have to get past me first."

Baijiu put his hands in his pocket and pulled out the knife that had stabbed into the man's heart.

"Thank you for giving me the chance to play, Vermouth."

Baijiu squatted down, searching for something.

"Don't look for it, it's in my hands."

Vermouth held the card that opened the car door between her fingers.

"Sure. My reasoning ability is getting stronger now."

Baijiu was genuinely happy and stroked Vermouth's face with his hand.

"I just saw them when they were in action, I didn't think too much about it."

Vermouth said calmly, assuming a humble attitude.

I guess he was trying to intimidate the conductor.

Baijiu said with his hands on his hips.

Baijiu looked up, looked at the surveillance camera, and then looked at the corpse.

The older you get, the wiser it gets. The surveillance camera didn’t let you get past it at all.

"Come on, help carry the body out."

The two men threw the body out of the moving train.

"Dear passengers, we will arrive at Tokyo Station in 5 minutes."

Vermouth put away her phone, raised her eyes, and said lightly.

"Leave the rest to the logistics team."

"We didn't expose ourselves anyway. Leaving no trace is the organization's consistent style."

"squeak."

The door slowly opened and the two of them walked out of the station.

"Sh...ha..." the liquor made a strange sound.

"what happened?"

"I don't know what's wrong with my tooth. It hurts so much." Baijiu said, covering his left lower jaw.

After thinking for a moment, Vermouth said playfully, "You can't blame me. I didn't poke your teeth in the car that day."

"But you——"

"Stop it, it really hurts. I have to go see my teeth after I finish the mission."

"Gin should be reimbursed, right?"

"It was Gin who reimbursed the hotel bill yesterday."

"By the way, where should we go to conduct the transaction next?"

"He hasn't explained yet. He just said someone would tell me when we get to the station."

"But I guess it should be Wesker Tower."

Vermouth said hesitantly.

Vermouth came out of the station and looked around.

This guy really loves to be mysterious...Does he have a chuunibyou?

At this time, a man in a suit and tie was running in the station and rushed straight towards Vermouth.

After pushing her to the side, he left without looking back.

Baijiu was about to step forward to argue when his peripheral vision suddenly noticed something shining on the ground.

It was an envelope with a few big words written inside.

"Put it in the first floor of Wesker Building"

This champagne really loves to complicate simple things...

It's something that can be done by just sending a text message, but you have to entrust it to someone else, as if you are meeting with spies.

This guy is not obsessed with spy movies recently...