Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Vermouth looked into the pod through a night vision telescope and asked, "That's strange. Hasn't she recovered her memory?"

"Could it be that... the message I sent to Rum before..."

Fengjian stood up: "Calm down! Sit down first!"

Suddenly, time seemed to stop and Curacao fell into memories.

She was in a large, spotless white room.

In my memory, her limbs were spread out.

Lying on a bed frame, unable to move.

There was the sound of footsteps on one side, and Curacao turned his head and glanced to the side.

The person who came was Vermouth. She put one hand on her waist and said to Curacao, "It's your fault, Curacao."

"It's your unique brain that remembers things that are detrimental to the organization. Your ability is indeed outstanding." Vermouth held the injection gun loaded with the lethal injection.

She held it up high. “But if it’s not used in the right place, it can become a big threat.”

“So you understand.” Vermouth said meaningfully: “In the end, this is your fate.”

She pointed the gun at Curacao's chest and said calmly, "Goodbye."

"Wait!" A male voice came from above, and the space was suddenly dyed black.

"Rum...Rum? Why are you here?" Vermouth was surprised.

"Stay back, Belmode."

"Curaçao, you are colorless now. All you have is pure darkness."

"If you are suffering from this darkness, then just dye it into another color. From now on, your special ability can only be used by me."

"Whether it's input or output, come and become my right-hand man! Curacao!"

His past thoughts were interrupted, and Curacao calmed down. He held the fence next to him, breathing heavily, with cold sweat pouring out of his forehead.

Feng Jian half squatted down and asked caringly: "Are you okay? Cheer up."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Feng Jian sighed silently: "Really, wait, you two keep an eye on her, I'll call an ambulance for her."

Curacao lowered his head and said gloomily, "It's no longer necessary."

Suddenly, she exerted force with her legs and poked the tips of her shoes to both sides at the same time, forming a split posture in the air. Fengjian's two colleagues covered their eyes in pain.

Before Fengjian could react, she clamped Fengjian's neck with her thighs and smashed it against the open-air glass on the right, and his gun fell to the side.

The three of them were knocked unconscious by Curacao. Vermouth saw everything. She put down the telescope and smiled with satisfaction.

"Her memory has indeed been restored, Baijiu."

"Really? That's good." Baijiu carried the big black bag with the sniper rifle on it and looked for a hidden bunker. "This black operation is finally about to begin."

Vermouth agreed softly, covered her earphones, and whispered, "Curaçao has entered a controllable area."

She double-clicked to open the screen and checked the information: "We will reach the highest point in two minutes. It's almost time to start."

"Really?" Gin sneered: "Vodka, activate the mechanical claw."

"Got it!" Vodka quickly tapped the keyboard, pretending to be serious, but in fact he only needed to press the left button of the mouse: "Okay, the hatch is open!"

Two symmetrical claws appeared under the armed helicopter, like a machine for grabbing dolls.

Akai held the sniper rifle and flew into the sky, looking around: "Is that the sound of the plane's propeller?"

"It sounds like it's around here."

Suddenly, he looked up and was shocked to see the helicopter vertically in the sky. Akai frowned and aimed at the sky: "What are those people planning to do?"

In the gondola, Curacao moved the three people aside, reloaded and changed the magazines, and picked up the phone: "Long time no see, Vermouth."

Vermouth chuckled: "Your memory has indeed been restored."

"Yeah." Curacao put his hand against the glass and looked around: "When are you coming to pick me up?"

"There are a lot of public security personnel guarding outside."

"That's not a problem. Baijiu will take care of the situation outside. You can rest assured."

"Gin will pick you up in a moment."

"Gin...?"

"But when did you regain your memory?"

Vermouth asked thoughtfully, doing it on purpose.

"I heard from Rum that I received a message from your phone."

"If you weren't the one who sent that message—"

Curacao recalled every detail of the day with the children, closed his eyes, and smiled happily: "The message you mentioned was, of course, sent by me."

"Is there any problem?" Curacao asked coldly.

"That's fine. I'll tell Gin for you." Vermouth stared at the countdown on the screen: "The time is almost up, Cinderella."

"Wait there for the pumpkin car light to pick you up."

"three."

"two."

"one."

"zero!"

【Program starts! 】

Suddenly, sparks burst into flames in the power supply room that controlled the water park.

In the blink of an eye, the entire park became pitch black and all power supply facilities were cut off.

"Damn it! They're taking action!" Amuro pounded the floor angrily.

Baijiu retreated to an empty high place, put on night vision goggles, took out the detonator, pressed his thumb on the button, and after a "sizzling" sound, the entire parking lot was suddenly illuminated by flames.

“Boom!!!!!!!”

The impact of the explosion shattered the glass of the surrounding residential buildings, and dust flew all over the sky. The ground shook violently several times like an earthquake.

Even Vermouth, who was far away on the second floor, felt the strong tremor, and the half cup of milkshake left on the table almost shook.

Baijiu asked calmly, "You should be okay, right, Vermouth."

"Have you used all the bombs that Xue Shu gave you?" Vermouth supported herself on the table.

"There are more than twenty left." Baijiu joked, "If I had used them all, the drink on the table in front of you might have already spilled onto your clothes, right?"

"You did it knowingly. If I hadn't held it, it would have spilled on my clothes." Vermouth warned, "Don't be too aggressive. Focus on covering up."

"Don't overdo it. The two destabilizing factors, the Self-Defense Forces and the U.S. military stationed in Japan, may arrive at any time."

"Don't worry." Baijiu looked at the scenery in front of him with appreciation.

The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon.

Like a launched missile, a small mushroom cloud rose into the air, and hundreds of Japanese police officers turned to ashes in an instant, leaving only black debris and burnt frames.

"Brother! Look at the sea of ​​fire outside and the ground covered in darkness."

"This should be the signal they are conveying." Vodka pointed downwards.

"Okay, start descending immediately."

"Go take Curacao back!"