Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Inside the Polo Cafe.

Yuanta was very confused: "Why does Huiyuan hate her sister so much?"

"That's right, I've never seen her so angry before." Mitsuhiko sighed and turned his head: "Doctor, don't you know why Huibara is so angry?"

He scratched the back of his bald head: "I don't know... I wanted to ask her the reason, but she said she was not feeling well and went back."

Yuan Tai drank the drink in his glass in one breath: "Mitsuhiko, it's useless to ask the doctor."

"That's right, the doctor is often scolded by these two anyway." Ayumi chewed the sandwich in her hand with enjoyment.

Dr. Agasa smiled bitterly, and suddenly, he thought of something and reached into his pocket: "Oh, there's something Conan gave me."

He carefully placed it on the table, which was a colorless dolphin pendant.

Ayumi recognized it immediately: "It's the doll we got as a reward when we played darts!"

While they were chatting, the doctor's cell phone rang. It was Conan.

"Doc, are you still with the kids?"

"Yes, we are at the Café Poirot now."

"They have something to ask, and I have something else to trouble you with."

"Is the lady okay now?"

Conan smiled and said, "He has been transferred to the police hospital and is fine now."

The doctor pressed the speakerphone button, and the Bai Gei team heard everything clearly. They planned to visit her in the hospital.

The doctor then asked, "And what? What do you want me to help you with?"

"I want you to help restore the data in her phone."

"Well..." Agasa thought for a moment and said, "I can try, but I can't guarantee that it can be completely repaired."

"OK, all right."

"Also, I heard from the kids that she said something when she had the seizure on the Ferris wheel, and I want to know what she said."

When Guangyan heard this, he immediately took out a notebook from his pocket excitedly: "Although I didn't hear the first part, I wrote down the rest carefully."

He flipped the pages and stated, "She said Stout, Aquavit, and Wesley."

Conan's expression suddenly changed, and he reacted: "Doctor, you are still in Polo Cafe, right?!"

"Please let Mr. Amuro answer the phone!"

Dr. Agasa looked around: "Mr. Amuro? Come to think of it, I didn't see him today."

Azusa Enomoto added, "Mr. Amuro is taking a day off today."

She put her hand on her chin and looked up to recall: "This morning, he suddenly called and said he wanted to take a leave. After that, he never contacted me again."

"I called back several times afterwards, but the call didn't go through, so I started to worry about him."

Mr. Amuro, could it be that...

Meanwhile, London.

Big Ben rang loudly and rain and fog filled the air.

A double-decker tourist bus was driving on the road. As required by the task, Stout walked to the second floor, went to the last row and sat down.

He sat up straight, holding the mobile headset, and said in a standard London accent: "This is Stout, I just got on the bus."

Cohen responded in the same good British accent: "You are, where you are, on standby."

"learn."

"After the mission is over, let's go to our old place and eat steak."

"sure."

Cohen looked at the content sent by Gin on the mobile phone, loaded the bullets into the sniper rifle, and aimed the camera at his head from a hidden high place.

"I really didn't expect that the first person I killed after recovering would be a rat."

Cohen held his breath, pulled the trigger, and whispered coldly, "Xine."

"boom!!!"

A gunshot came quickly from a distance, and before he could react, the bullet had already passed through his brain, and Stout fell to the ground.

His eyes were lifeless, and the photo of him and his fiancée fell out of his arms, staining the ground with blood. Stout used up his last bit of strength.

Open your palm and hold it firmly.

Cohen shook his head: "Stout, although I have a good relationship with you and trust you very much, it's a pity."

"Stout, it's been resolved."

"Okay, hurry back to Tokyo immediately."

"clear."

Atop the CN Tower in Toronto.

Aquavit led a group of civil engineering brothers and moved slowly from the highest point. He gave an endless introduction to the young people behind him.

There is a safety rope behind them to prevent them from being blown down by the strong wind or falling.

"The CN Tower was the tallest tower in the world for 32 years after it opened, and the edge walkway is located on the 116th floor."

"It's 356 meters high here, how do you think it is?" Aquavit spread his arms and looked down at the abyss below with great enjoyment.

"How do you feel? You can lean out a little and look down like I did."

"Team leader! Look over there! There's a black helicopter!" The youngest member of the team pointed excitedly towards the sky.

"Helicopter...? Why does it look so familiar..." Aquavit narrowed his eyes: "Could it be..."

"boom!!!"

A bullet pierced his chest, and the burning sensation instantly spread throughout his body. His entire clothes were soaked in blood, and then his knees bent.

His body tilted forward uncontrollably, and blood flowed down his arms and dripped underneath.

Chianti put away his sniper and sneered disdainfully: "What an ugly death, Aquavit."

"This is what happens to traitors!" she spat in that direction.

Chianti held the action headset in his hand: "I have already dealt with the Aquavit."

"Well done, Chianti. Please return immediately. I will reimburse you for the plane ticket."

Chianti snorted and said with a smile: "I know it without you telling me, but——"

She paused and said, "Thank you."

Berlin.

Westland was running fast along the river bank, her pupils filled with fear, and bullets were flying to her left and right.

If Vodka hadn't been chasing him, perhaps he would have thought it was intentional, and his shooting skills would have remained the same as always.

After changing two magazines, he still didn't hit a single shot. However, Weishilian was not happy about it because there was a wall in front of him.

It completely destroyed her hope of escaping alive.

Vodka raised the gun and pointed it at her head: "How long do you want to run away?"

He smiled provocatively and made up an excuse for himself: "I told you, I'll only give you one minute."

"I've said it before!" Weishilian clenched his fists, looking at Vodka with aggrieved eyes: "I'm really not an undercover!"

"In that case, let me see which side you are on." Gin said coldly, with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his pockets.

"How's it going? Westland."

Gin's eyes, like quagmire, stared at her deeply.