Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

8 o'clock in the evening, at Vermouth's home.

"Tell me, what task did you ask me to complete so late at night?"

Baijiu lay on Vermouth's sofa, crossed his legs leisurely, poured the red wine into the glass, shook it and drank it all in one gulp.

Vermouth put a stack of letters on the table, and took out a unique envelope and placed it in front of Baijiu.

[The Incompetent Detective Kogoro Mori]

[On the night of the full moon this month, I invite you to participate in this horrific banquet. It will be a bloody party on the boat.]

[Of course, whether you are present or not, the poor lamb that is about to die will curse his own fate. ]

【——Vermouth】

"Are you going to hold a sea party the day after tomorrow?" Baijiu put the letter on the table and folded his arms tightly.

"It's just part of the plan. If Gin asks you to participate, just sign your name and come back. I still need your help."

Vermouth handed the invitation to Baijiu.

"If I asked you what your plans were, you would surely say—"

【A secret makes a woman woman. 】

Vermouth took over the words thrown by Baijiu.

"I'll leave these invitations to you. Don't worry, I will give you a reward."

Vermouth sat sideways next to Baijiu, looked at him with a teasing look, and stroked his face with her slender fingers.

"No, since we are in the same camp, I will work hard without complaint and do not ask for anything in return."

Baijiu moved Vermouth's hand away and stood up from the sofa.

"For this plan, you're only looking for me for help, right?"

Baijiu asked as he put the envelope into his bag.

Vermouth heard the hidden meaning in Baijiu's words.

"Of course, I had no choice but to let that guy Rafi go. If it weren't for the fact that he was closest to you, I would never have used him again in my life."

Vermouth said with a look of disgust and lit a cigarette from the cigarette box.

“Does Lafite have a bad reputation?”

"He is an absolute lunatic in the organization. The organization originally wanted to train him to be the second Gin, but he was deeply stimulated by something."

"He became very nagging and did things in a very extreme way. I feel like if it weren't for his outstanding abilities, the organization would have secretly killed him long ago."

"So Lafite is now in a state of free-range on the edge?" Baijiu raised his eyebrows and looked at her with narrowed eyes.

"Yes, but he hates the FBI the most. I don't know if he knows the kitten next to you this afternoon. I advise you to be careful. He is a very radical person." Vermouth took a deep puff of cigarette.

"Really? I really want to meet him." Baijiu moved the joints of his fingers.

"Then may I ask if I can remove the positioning system on my body?" Baijiu moved his neck and looked at Vermouth impatiently.

"Of course, I apologize for my earlier skepticism."

Vermouth pulled Baijiu's hand over and kissed the back of his hand, leaving a deep imprint of her two fiery red lips.

Baijiu looked calm, as if thinking deeply.

I always feel that Vermouth is weird. I can see Haibara Ai's face clearly. Isn't she afraid that it will be associated with the secret of the medicine? Or is it——

Her plan for the day after tomorrow is to kill Shirley, so it doesn't matter whether she knows it or not.

Baijiu returned to the car and delivered the envelopes to the doors of the invited guests.

"It's actually quite nice to go for a drive alone at night and enjoy the quiet and lonely atmosphere." Baijiu stuffed the envelope downstairs of the Maori Detective Agency.

"Then, all that's left is—"

"Kudo Shinichi?"

"Vermouth is such a mysterious woman. I can't figure her out." Baijiu chuckled.

Suddenly a black shadow flashed past Baijiu from behind, and a man with two swords in his hands swung towards Baijiu like the wind.

He swung his two swords quickly, spinning as fast as a windmill.

Baijiu supported the roof of the car with his arms and rolled over backwards. The sword blade, which left an afterimage, left deep and large gashes on the car body.

Baijiu wiped the sweat from his forehead and squinted his eyes to carefully observe the black shadow with the afro.

"Lafite?"

Lafite jumped into the air on a fire hydrant, stared at Baijiu with fierce eyes, and stabbed Baijiu with the handle of the knife.

Baijiu kept using the car as a cover to fend off his mad dog-like attacks.

The traces of Lafite liquor were deeply pierced, and the cars made shrill honking sounds.

"Hey! Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the people around you? And why did you stab me for doing something?"

Baijiu kept changing her steps, like dancing a butterfly, quickly dodging his flying swords.

"You traitor! A traitor who's in cahoots with the FBI!"

Rafi roared ferociously, like a mental patient, his eyes filled with anger and hatred.

"That was the organization's mission, you know nothing!"

"I won't listen! I will kill anyone who has anything to do with the FBI!!!" Lafite held the handle of the knife with both hands and chopped at Baijiu's head.

Baijiu calmed down immediately upon seeing this, squatted down suddenly, and then leaned to the side. The two blades of Lafite collided with each other, making a violent collision sound.

Baijiu used his elbow to push up on his wrist, and one of Lafi's sharp blades rose from the air. Baijiu immediately jumped up on the front window of the car, stretched out his palm and tightly grasped the handle of the knife.

"What a radical psychopath!!" Baijiu sneered.

"I'm telling you! These are all Vermouth's orders. I have not betrayed the organization at all. Please..."

Before Baijiu finished speaking, Lafite launched another fierce attack. Lafite turned his upper body to the right, held the handle of the knife in his left hand and raised it upwards, then bent his left knee and squatted, and moved violently to the left.

Baijiu dodged backwards and was accidentally caught by a stone on the road.

"tear!"

There was a shallow knife mark left on the face of the liquor.

Baijiu wiped the blood off his face with his palm and looked at Lafite with a dead expression.

"Did I give you face?!"

Baijiu opened his eyes wide, his bangs flying back, and drove towards Lafite at a rapid speed.

Baijiu clenched his left fist into a twist and kept accumulating strength, while Lafite slashed the blade towards Baijiu's right kidney.

"You're a brainless thing." Baijiu said sarcastically.

Baijiu predicted in advance and moved to the left. Lafite slashed at the air, but the strong inertia made it impossible for him to react.

Baijiu pulled Lafite's arms back, kicked his calves with his heels, and punched Lafite's abdomen rapidly.

Baijiu swung his left fist at his jaw from below, and a strong airflow came with it, and several of Lafite's teeth were shattered to the ground.

Baijiu dragged his explosive hair with his hands and smashed it against the side door of the car, repeatedly banging his head against the glass.

The car's glass was smashed into several cracks, and Baijiu grabbed his chest and dragged him into a dark alley, punching him in the face with powerful fists.

"Hoo, hoo!"

Baijiu breathed heavily and kicked his knife aside. He looked at the large and small knife marks on his arms and tried to calm his inner anger.

"A Xiang...A Xiang, I will avenge you, A Xiang." Tears kept flowing from the corners of Lafite's eyes.

Baijiu pulled him up, took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and handed them to him.

Baijiu couldn't help laughing when he saw Lafite's bruised face.

"This is the chat record between me and Vermouth. She and I are secretly monitoring the FBI, so I am not an undercover agent at all. Do you understand?"

Baijiu calmed down and chatted with him earnestly.

"I'm sorry, I've been suffering from intermittent rage since 'that incident'." Rafi sobbed.

"Don't fucking cry, you're bringing shame to the organization." Baijiu pointed at Lafite and stared at him viciously.

"After I gave you the key, I felt like I had seen that woman somewhere before. Then I realized she was from the FBI, and I started to get angry and I was determined to find you."

"What happened?" Baijiu wiped the blood off his body.

"My childhood sweetheart, Xiang, is not a member of the organization, but she was in a firefight with the FBI!"

"She was shot to death!!"

"She was lying alone at the doorstep, helpless, with a flower in her hand! She was wearing the engagement ring I gave her."

Rafi's body kept shaking, his voice trembling, and his eyes were once again filled with hatred and murderous intent.

"Who killed him?" Baijiu asked disdainfully.

"Akai Shuichi!!!"