Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

“Don’t touch it!!”

The woman was like a madman. With a whoosh, she pulled out the blood-stained blade from Budweiser and swung it towards Cohen.

Cohen had basic skills, and he instantly moved to the left, avoiding the attack, and his blade chopped the ground.

"I, again, don't know what it is, and who wants to touch it."

"This is my amulet. It is very important to me. If you want to survive, get out of here as soon as possible."

The woman in the white mask leaned over, picked up the chess piece that had fallen to the side, and turned her back to Cohen.

"I'm sorry, from the moment I joined the organization, I was determined to die every day."

Cohen seized the opportunity, clenched his fists and swung them at her head. She instantly jumped up and kicked Cohen in the abdomen with her legs.

He rotated his body 360 degrees in the air, exerted force suddenly with his muscular right leg, straightened his thigh, and kicked towards Cohen's neck.

He raised his right arm to support himself against the attack, instantly scraping a layer of skin and his arm suddenly turned red.

Suddenly, Cohen gathered his strength in his left fist and punched her in the face. She greeted his punch with her mask as if on purpose.

"Peng!!"

The mask suddenly shattered, and a woman's face appeared in front of him, before he had a moment to observe and react.

She threw Cohen vertically to the ground with a back throw, then pulled him up straight, grabbed Cohen by the back of the collar, and gathered power for her right punch.

It hit him in the stomach quickly, fast and hard.

The bright red lips turned upwards, revealing an intriguing smile.

Cohen, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, staggered to his feet, supported himself on a chair beside him, and looked at her tremblingly.

This woman...how come her fighting skills are so strong...

He has extraordinary skills and looks more like a bodyguard.

No... How come I can't even beat a woman?

"Swoosh!" The lady in the white mask, like a black shadow, moved behind him in an instant, so fast that she became a blur.

Huh? This speed? So fast!

Before Cohen could react, she instantly raised her knees, raised her palms, and chopped down fiercely.

"what!!"

Such a fast swordsmanship...

The white mask waved his arms and cut a big gash on Cohen's chest. He lowered his eyes with a calm expression: "Am I... going to die?"

Cohen's vision became increasingly darker, and he vaguely saw the woman's appearance.

"She has a small nose, a pair of pitiful eyes, and a relatively large mouth."

"About 30 years old, in good shape."

Cohen recalled the past in front of the hospital bed, and everyone lowered their heads, thinking thoughtfully.

"That's all, Cohen. It's so annoying to listen to you."

"But I'm really curious about the specific content of your conversation with Budweiser."

Chianti said jokingly, resting his head on his arms.

I can't tell you this...it's my secret.

Cohen pursed his lips into a straight line and looked at Chianti calmly.

"The second is the bullet left in my pocket." Cohen pinched it between two fingers and held it in front of everyone.

He took the liquor, put it in his palm, and looked at it carefully: "This material doesn't look like a bullet..."

"It looks more like a key or a USB flash drive or something like that."

"Maybe it was just a simple bullet." Chianti echoed.

"If it was really dropped accidentally, something like a key, they would have started to act in the early morning, or even in the morning."

"You stayed here all night yesterday?" Baijiu asked.

"Yeah, it's too far from my home, so I might as well just stay here."

"They should be waiting for an opportunity." Gin said meaningfully.

"Is it the same person? Vermouth, who told him the story." Baijiu turned his head and put his hand on her knee.

"So far, it's basically the same as what I saw yesterday."

"Cohen, are there no other characteristics?" Vermouth frowned and raised his voice: "Like some abnormalities."

"Like facial features?" She stared at Cohen with seductive eyes.

"Abnormal... Hey!" Cohen slapped the bed sheet with his palm and sat up straight: "It seems that one of her eyes cannot see."

Vermouth blinked her long eyelashes and looked at Gin at the same time: "Gin, you should think the same as I do."

Gin took out a cigarette, lit it and put it in his mouth, then stood not far from the window, keeping his distance: "It should be Asaka, I didn't expect she is still alive."

Baijiu asked, "Cohen, are you feeling okay? Like dizziness, vomiting blood, etc."

Cohen said dully: "No, everything is normal."

Baijiu continued to ask: "Didn't it release some poisonous gas?"

Cohen scratched his nose and asked, "Why release poisonous gas?"

No?

"What's wrong? Did you notice anything unusual?"

"Or, are you hiding something from me?"

"White wine?" Vermouth turned her head and looked at him.

"No... It's okay. I was just asking what I could hide."

Baijiu lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze.

"Baijiu, go out and bring the vodka over later." Gin took a deep puff of his cigarette and stared out the window.

"Listen to the sound of my gunfire and proceed."

"Yes."

Baijiu picked up the pistol and walked quietly to the door, holding the door handle with a calm expression.

"Gin, isn't Vodka standing outside the door?" Chianti lowered his voice and looked down at the time: "He also gave a signal, and it's only been four minutes."

"Is this your first time to drink vodka? You stood straight outside the door for nearly five minutes without making any small movements."

"How can it be."

That’s true...Chianti curled his lips.

"They've already started taking action."

"Are you talking about those guys wearing masks?" Chianti asked puzzledly.

"Yes."

"The knock on the door just now and the empty hospital outside, everything seemed intentional."

"I don't think there would be a hospital this big without a single patient wandering around."

"Besides, I chose this hospital deliberately."

"It's the same as their purpose. It's all for."

"Lead the snake out of its hole!"

"And to retrieve the bullet whose intentions are unknown."

"Cohen, keep that bullet safe,"

Gin took a long breath, spit the cigarette butt onto the ground, and stomped it out with his toes: "Everyone get ready for battle."

"I will avenge this vengeance no matter what!"

He stared at the sixth floor diagonally to the side, about 200 yards away, raised his arm, squinted one eye, and pressed his finger on the trigger.

"Peng!!"

A hot bullet shot out from the muzzle, piercing and shattering two windows of glass.

It happened to hit a man who was moving in the corridor of the opposite building, and suddenly he fell into a pool of blood.

Baijiu opened the door and instantly squatted down, dodging two shots from the stun gun.

He rolled forward, clamped the head of a masked man with his arms, clenched his fists, smashed the mask and threw it to the side.

"Snapped!"

Vodka fell face first to the floor.

"Don't move!!! Let him go!!"

"Brother! They took the initiative instead!"

The orange-masked man thought for a moment and said, "In that case, let's fight! Take the bullet back!"

Several gun muzzles were aimed at the liquor.

"And give us that bullet back!"

"Peng!!"