Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Inside the car, Azusa Enomoto sat in the passenger seat.

Report this mission to Vermouth and Rum.

Azusa Enomoto sighed and pressed the button on his chest.

Switching to Baijiu's normal voice: "It's just another misunderstanding. I wasted so much time for nothing."

He tore off Enomoto Azusa's mask and threw it into the back seat, kneading his knees: "My legs are almost numb after being bent all night."

Bourbon pulled back his bangs and said with a smile, "I asked Vermouth to play the role, but you didn't want to, so I had to do this."

"If they have a bit of intelligence, they can tell that it's not Azusa Enomoto himself. If I didn't stop you, you would have used reasoning."

"Team leader."

"Of course." Baijiu smiled faintly: "But I don't think they can guess that it's me pretending."

"However." Baijiu dispersed the air in his chest: "You seem to be a little abnormal recently."

There is something else behind the words of white wine.

Bourbon thought for a moment and organized his words: "I am in the same camp as you."

"I think it's better for us not to make random guesses."

“It’s enough to keep the status quo.”

"What do you think, Team Leader?" Bourbon hinted at something.

Baijiu crossed his legs and sat up straight: "Indeed, this will damage the atmosphere within the group."

"But you and that man named Okiya Subaru seem to have a strange bond."

Bourbon wiped the smile from his mouth and looked forward: "Yes, this wonderful bond is exactly the same as someone else's."

Suddenly, Baijiu was attracted by the window and seemed to see a familiar face. He murmured to himself: How come...

It looks so much like Curacao...

Is she not dead? ...

Bourbon noticed Baijiu's abnormality and joked, "Did you see a beautiful woman? You can't take your eyes off her."

"Be careful or I'll tell Vermouth secretly."

"Tell her." Baijiu sneered, "See if she believes you or me."

Baijiu shook his head and smiled, "Nothing." He quickly made up an excuse in his mind, "I just saw a man who looked like Vodka."

Inside the Porsche 356A, Vodka, who was driving the vehicle, suddenly felt an itchy sensation in his nose, "Ah Qiu!!"

Gin covered his nose with his hands in disgust and rolled down the car window: "Are you catching a cold?"

"No..." Vodka blew his nose and swallowed the phlegm into his mouth: "I feel like someone is thinking about me..."

"It's either Curacao or Kiel." Vodka bit his lip: "No, Curacao is dead, it must be Kiel!"

Looking at Vodka grinning foolishly in the car, Gin felt speechless. In desperation, he took out a dagger and put it under Vodka's jaw.

A thin wound was cut and a little blood flowed out. Vodka suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

“Big…Brother.”

Gin said indifferently: "Don't think I don't dare. Next time, the wound I will make will be deeper than this time."

"I know...I know." Vodka apologized quickly: "But...can you put the knife down?"

Vodka changed the subject: "By the way, brother."

"It seems he's dead... He was the guy named Kaito Horita who was asking about the case of Hiroshi Haneda."

Gin lit up his cigarette and snorted, "I don't care about the mess that Rum didn't clean up 17 years ago."

"Compared to this, what concerns me more is the sleeping Kogoro."

"I heard that guy got involved in yesterday's case again, didn't he?"

"There's a saying that goes like this."

"If the truth is unknown, there may be a dark ghost."

"If he really is a ghost, we have to get rid of him while he is asleep."

"Buzz!"

Bourbon asked jokingly, "Was it from my sister-in-law?"

"No." Baijiu frowned: "It's rum."

"Rum?" Bourbon immediately became interested: "What task will you be entrusted with?"

"In a sense, it's not a mission." Baijiu turned off the screen of his phone: "Just like you, let me keep an eye on the gross profit for a while."

"Oh? It's interesting."

The next morning, inside Polo Cafe.

"Eh?! They look exactly the same?" Azusa Enomoto was surprised.

"So, Miss Xiaozi didn't go to the guild hall at that time?" Xiaolan had cold sweat on her face and blinked in confusion.

"Yes... yes, are they really that similar?"

Bourbon held the plate with a smile in his eyes: "Yes, she stopped me at the entrance of the venue."

"In the end, I was completely fooled by her." Bourbon acted realistically: "I don't know who she is."

"Miss Xiaozi, are you sure you don't have a younger sister?" Baijiu asked seriously, taking two sips of coffee.

"No! I am quite certain of it."

Sonoko showed a fangirl expression and put her hands on her cheeks: "What do you think, could it be Kaito Kid?!"

"Come all the way here to steal my heart."

Everyone smiled awkwardly: "...How is it possible..."

Conan walked with his short legs to Baijiu and asked, "Was it you who pretended to be Miss Xiaozi yesterday?"

Baijiu swallowed the sandwich in big gulps: "Where's the evidence? You have to put the evidence in front of me."

"Besides, I can't possibly have nothing better to do than dress up as a woman."

Conan reached into his pocket and raised his reflective glasses: "The evidence is that you bent your legs yesterday."

"No." Baijiu took out a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth: "Is this the evidence? There is a height difference of more than 20cm between Miss Xiaozi and me."

"If that's the case, how would my knees have to be bent?"

“Although most people are blind, they are not stupid.”

Baijiu's words hit Conan in the face one after another, and he felt incredible.

In fact, all this is thanks to Dr. Martini, the sole is only 2cm.

Baijiu's knees are indeed bent, but his pants are special after all, and no matter from which angle you look at it, there is nothing abnormal about it, which is a visual illusion.

With the bracket fixed inside, you can perform difficult movements to maintain comfort with maximum effort.

With this, it perfectly deceived everyone's eyes.

This is also why white wine was so popular last night.

Conan's inner thoughts: No... Impossible! How on earth did they do that?!

However, seeing Conan's frustrated look, Baijiu felt secretly delighted.

Xiaolan frowned and said, "But, what is that person's purpose? I feel a little uneasy."

"Speaking of which, I feel creepy." Xiao Zi continued her topic: "When I went out to buy food just now, I saw two strange people."

"We are walking to the Maori Detective Agency."

Suddenly, Conan's heart trembled, and the images of gin and vodka automatically appeared in his mind. He felt a cool breeze rushing into his heart.

Conan turned his head hurriedly, and grabbed Baijiu's trouser legs with his little hands, his pupils trembling violently: "Is Gin here?!"

"What are you talking about?" Baijiu yawned lazily.

Seeing this, Conan ran up to Xiaozi and asked, "Excuse me, are those two people wearing all black?"

"No... no, we are just a couple dressed normally."

"The boy's skin is darker." He turned his head and looked at Bourbon behind him: "The skin color is similar to Mr. Amuro Toru."

Baijiu patted his back and slowly stood up: "What are they talking about?"

"It seems like they are chatting about towels and other things."

"A towel?"