Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Could the shaking come from the 18th floor?

Baijiu vaguely sensed a hint of uneasiness in the atmosphere.

The staff on that floor also stopped.

They slowly placed the documents on the table outside and went downstairs in an orderly manner through the security passage.

Some old employees were drinking tea leisurely, looking very happy. After all, earthquakes occurred every now and then in the Nishitama City area.

This is nothing new.

Vermouth turned away from the glass window and pointed upwards with a serious expression.

Baijiu understood immediately, grabbed Vodka's sleeve and ran towards the elevator.

Suddenly! A fireball suddenly fell down!

There were several loud noises coming from the bottom.

The elevator car was flattened into a pancake.

Steel parts of all sizes fell from above, with crackling sounds of electricity, and strong smell of burning and black smoke coming in through the elevator door.

"what!!!"

Baijiu was attracted by the scream and turned his head to look.

A girl was stroking her hair in panic, her whole body shaking, pointing out the window with a trembling voice, her body involuntarily stepping back.

"Corpse...corpse! Someone fell down!!!"

She curled up with her arms clasped under her chin, and the sharp and piercing sound echoed throughout the floor.

Suddenly, the entire floor was in chaos, and the previous sense of comfort and relaxation instantly dissipated in the face of the disaster.

They ran to the stairs, but were blocked by the fleeing crowd.

It is common to see people carrying computer bags in their hands or backpacks on their shoulders, and there are many people holding files half a meter high.

The strong desire to survive in their hearts made them care only about their own interests, and they pushed and shoved at the entrance of the corridor.

Even highly educated people show the ugliness of human nature in the face of disaster.

But this is normal.

After all, not everyone has a kind heart.

"You two, hide behind me, I'll clear a path for you!!"

Vodka crossed his wrists, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was O'Neill from the distillery.

"Which organization is this time? Why do they keep getting into this kind of thing lately?"

The liquor complained.

Vermouth put her hands on Baijiu's waist, resisting the impact of the crowd, and looked down to check the messages on her mobile phone.

"Not sure, but that's what hot potatoes are."

"Or maybe they want to put the blame on us."

"The employees of this company may also be hiding undercover agents from various organizations around the world, gathering information and intelligence."

"After all, this guy rarely shows up."

"Moreover, he has just developed a drug that can completely eliminate the common cold. He is a once-in-a-millennium talent."

"Completely...eliminated? Human experiments have been conducted?"

"No, it's limited to animals. Human trials are still under observation. It's just a gimmick to the outside world."

"However, more people are attracted by the anti-aging drugs he developed."

"It can slow down aging. In theory, it can allow people to live to 150 and still have the energy and spirit of an 80-year-old."

Isn't this... just an immature version of Drug A?

And it was “that Lord” who gave the order himself.

Is it so that he can take Shirley's place and conduct research?

"But I don't understand why so many people are chasing after this meaningless and worthless drug."

"How foolish."

Vermouth lowered her eyes and muttered to herself.

Baijiu didn't say anything, but changed the subject and patted Vodka's shoulder.

"We've passed it!! Vodka! Here we are!"

"Sorry, this feels so good to bump into someone!!"

Vodka moved his joints and clenched his fists as big as sandbags.

They looked ahead and saw documents and papers flying in the air, scattered all over the place, and broken glass and blood on the ground.

Baijiu squatted down to check and found that the blood had not dried yet.

In a trance, I heard the sound of a propeller turning, and a small air flow in the house blew on my face.

Baijiu and Vermouth looked at each other and nodded at the same time. She threw the mobile headset over.

He naturally took the liquor and put it in his ears, pulling the still confused Vodka, and ran quickly out of the office on the left.

"Where is Kant? What are we going to do now?"

"Just follow me closely! Do whatever I tell you to do!"

Baijiu leaned down, half-crouched against the wall, holding the gun in his hand, and used the reflection of the mobile phone screen to check the situation outside.

I saw three masked gangsters holding AKs and detaining a scientific researcher. They should be heading towards the rooftop.

"Maybe Kant has already been caught in the helicopter."

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps on cans from behind.

Baijiu immediately signaled Vodka to hide and use the shelf on the left to block it.

"Squeeze your tummy! Squeeze your tummy! Vodka!!"

Baijiu whispered, pinching Vodka's thigh with his fingers.

"I already received it!!"

Vodka said he felt aggrieved and had tried his best.

"Who!! Who's there?!"

"The fat guy hiding in the closet!!"

"Come out right now!!!"

"Da da da!!"

The sound of bullet casings rolling to the ground was audible, and at the same time, a burst of rapid footsteps was heard from the right.

"Are you okay?" Vermouth asked anxiously.

Baijiu simply tapped on the earphone in response, quickly analyzing his surroundings, looking for a way out.

"Every difficulty has its solution. If you look carefully, you will definitely find it somewhere around you!"

Suddenly his eyes were attracted by the shelf on one side. Looking at the strong body of vodka, Baijiu came up with a bold idea.

"Vodka, you should be able to lift this shelf on the left, right?"

Baijiu patted his shoulder and spoke tentatively.

The shelf is piled high with documents of all sizes, as well as various sundries.

If we ask white wine to move it, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Vodka nodded stupidly and adjusted his sunglasses.

"It should be possible. After all, I spend all my free time in the gym."

Vodka swung his joints, making a loud noise.

"One! Two! Up!!!"

The scene in front of him stunned Baijiu!

The last time was in France.

Vodka lifted the shelf and smashed it to the left.

Seeing this, Baijiu picked up the two bottles of flowers at his feet and threw them to the right without hesitation.

Leaping from the air on the spot and diving directly onto the table, they pressed the trigger like masters of human body outlining.

Each bullet hit the trajectory where Baijiu had just moved.

"Don't use the gun! Use your strengths!"

"Vodka! Take my knife!!"

Baijiu threw the dagger towards Vodka, and he grasped the handle tightly.

Like an adult bear, it grabbed the man's chest and swung him left and right.

He clenched his fist into a sandbag-sized fist and hammered the masked man's face.

Baijiu stood on the table, grabbed all the pens of different sizes in the pen holder and threw them forward, blocking their view.

Baijiu changed his direction and moved around the office, using the two bills on the table to throw them out, presenting a false vision and a false route.

He shifted their line of fire to one side and jumped up alone on a stool.

Grab the fan blades above your head with one hand.

It shot towards the foreheads of the three people at the door.

The liquor floated on the fan blades and fell to the ground, picking up an AK and holding it in his hand.

At this moment, behind the white wine was the man who was knocked unconscious by vodka just now.

He came to, picked up the pistol and hazily aimed at the liquor.

"Peng!"