Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"In the undercover list sent by Curacao." Gin pulled the switch, and with a loud "bang!", three headlights shone in front of Bourbon and Kiel.

"It seems your names are there." Gin said coldly.

Bourbon did not answer, but calmly changed the subject and asked Kiel, who was tied to him: "Curaçao is Rum's confidant, right?"

Kiel said calmly: "Yes, she is a special person who specializes in collecting information."

"For the sake of our past friendship, as long as you tell the truth." Vodka picked up his bag, walked to Bourbon, and looked straight at Kiel: "I will let you -"

Gin glared at Vodka and said, "It's not your turn to speak here."

"Yes...it's big brother." Vodka apologized quickly.

Vodka moistened his throat and spoke seriously, "Everything went smoothly before I got the list, but then I was discovered by the police and encountered an accident while escaping, which resulted in me losing my memory."

"And Bourbon, we have suspected you since the past few days."

"It seems that the rumors and intelligence are not groundless."

"Would you like to explain why your movements and routes are so similar to those of the police?"

In an instant, Bourbon's pupils contracted violently.

Soon, he adjusted himself and said "huh" in an unpleasant tone: "I really don't understand what you are talking about, you idiot."

"What did you say?!" Vodka was furious and raised his fist to hit him.

However, Kiel's voice was cold.

With those beautiful and bright cat eyes, he glanced at Vodka.

As expected, she interrupted his spell and turned to Gin and asked, "So?"

During this time, Bourbon secretly handed a thin wire to Kiel and tried to unlock the handcuffs behind them.

"Then what we have to do now is to take back Curacao and get the undercover list, right?"

"Qin! After you look at the undercover list, it won't be too late to confirm whether we are undercover or not?!"

“I think what they say makes a lot of sense.”

Baijiu pulled off his fake beard and threw it aside: "Gin, the organization did not choose to assassinate them, but kidnapped them, isn't it because of Curacao."

"Is the information provided incomplete? Am I right?"

Gin sneered, "You're right, Baijiu."

"But." Gin took out a pistol from his arms, stood up immediately, aimed at the heads of the two men, and showed a sinister smile.

Vermouth leaned forward: "Gin?"

"Brother? What are you going to...?" Vodka leaned towards Kiel involuntarily, subconsciously trying to protect her.

"I always like it."

"It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go! This is my principle!"

"Qin, you have your principles, and I have mine." Baijiu moved forward calmly: "That's my team member, can you kill him just because you want?"

Vermouth reached out to stop him, slightly opened her lips and shook her head.

Baijiu moved her hand away and patted her shoulder gently with his hand: "What's more, you rashly killed my team members without solid evidence."

"Isn't that a bit disrespectful to me?"

Gin took a deep puff of his cigarette: "I don't want to repeat myself."

"It doesn't matter if he's your team member. This is an order given to me by the organization. I have the right to deal with him however I want."

"Baijiu, are you a rat too?" Gin narrowed his eyes, pointed the gun at Baijiu's forehead, and stared at him with his shadowy eyes.

"No, I'm just dissatisfied with your actions." Baijiu shrugged: "After all, I am the team leader, right?"

"Dissatisfied? Let's just state the facts on the surface."

"Your position and authority are not enough to control or order me around."

After confronting him for a few seconds, Baijiu turned aside and silently cursed the national quintessence in his heart.

Keep your attitude neutral: "Sorry, I'm the one who got the better of you. This time it's my fault."

"But I am not respecting your orders, but the orders of the organization."

As for the official position, isn’t it just one level higher than mine?

Just wait, Gin.

The day you become famous, you will definitely feel embarrassed.

Vermouth held his wrist, covered his mouth, and whispered, "Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid that he will really shoot at you?"

"Bourbon is one of our team members after all." Baijiu's mind kept emerging with the image of how Gin treated the team members, although his words and tone were full of disdain.

But his actions show his concern for his team members, he's just being tsundere.

Baijiu smiled lightly, but chose to keep the words in his heart: "Sorry, I was a little reckless."

Gin chose not to argue with him. He loaded his pistol, spat half of the cigarette onto the ground, and put his finger on the trigger: "Well, next, it's time to punish the traitor!"

"Baijiu, you should learn from me too." Gin said calmly, "The biggest taboo for a team leader is not to be controlled by personal feelings."

"Bang!!!" The bullet pierced Kil's right shoulder, and blood dyed the ground red.

"Kil!!" Vodka couldn't help but clench his palms, his worry already in his throat, his eyes filled with heartache and sadness.

"What's wrong! Kiel! Keep going!!"

"You were trying to remove the handcuffs, weren't you?"

Bourbon couldn't help but burst out with anger: "Gin! You're just at the stage of suspicion, and you treat your companion like this!"

"Whether we are companions or not is not up to you to decide."

Gin raised his head and said, "I'll give you one last minute. I'll let the person who betrayed the other party first be killed!"

"Vodka, start the timer."

He hesitated for a moment and looked at his watch: "Got it, 60 seconds."

Kiel had no time to take care of his wounds. He bent his legs and sat on the ground. “Do you think we will play this kind of game with you?”

Bourbon calmly asked back, "If I say she is undercover, doesn't that mean I admit that I am undercover?"

"If that's the case, how could you have discovered it only now?"

"50 seconds."

Gin snorted coldly: "Is that really the case?"

"It seems that I am a little too gentle, Gil!"

"40 seconds."

"You two have a good relationship. Do you want to cover for each other?"

Bourbon retorted: "There is no such thing as a cover-up. I don't even know if she is an undercover agent."

"Me too," Kiel agreed.

"30 seconds."

"But I can say for sure that I am not an undercover agent!!"

"I should be the one to say this."

"Really?" Gin switched the muzzle of the gun between the two people's heads: "Who is the traitor?"

Vermouth sensed something was wrong, uncrossed her arms and asked, "Qin? Are you serious?"

Gin showed a wicked smile and ignored the words that blocked her: "Who will cry first? I really want to see it with my own eyes."