Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"But, Vermouth, you really trust me. Aren't you afraid that my reasoning is wrong?"

"It's the basics of trusting the 'camp', but I'm more interested in how you were able to deduce this case in such a short time." Vermouth asked curiously.

"Well, let me tell you about this."

"First of all, Mizutani should choose to commit suicide tonight, because there are eight unforgivable people, and there is only one left."

"And the remaining person is Mr. Mizutani himself."

"When he found out why Nanako died, he was shocked and angry."

"That's why Mizutani went to the hotel in Kyoto to find out the identities of those seven people."

"Mizutani always thought that if he hadn't gone to look for his friend two years ago, Nanako might not have died. Whenever Mizutani thought of this, he couldn't forgive himself."

"Mizutani can no longer stand a world without Nanako."

"So why isn't Mr. Mizutani the murderer? He has every motivation for revenge." Vermouth asked puzzledly.

"If Mr. Mizutani is really the murderer, why did he choose to commit the crime at the corresponding position of the North Star and the Big Dipper?"

"This is tantamount to defiling his favorite stars, so I wonder if someone is trying to pin the blame on Mizutani, who loves stargazing."

"He suggested to the kind-hearted Mr. Mizutani that he would be responsible for killing the seven people."

"Then he must be 'Benshu'." Vermouth lit up a cigarette.

"Yes, the condition given is 'suicide to take the blame', and Mr. Mizutani has always felt guilty about Nanako's death, so naturally he would not object."

"But in fact, the person that Motoki really hated and wanted to kill was actually Mizutani."

"Because Mizutani stole Motoki's most beloved sister."

"Then I understand why Motoki took away the belongings they carried with them. If Mizutani were to commit suicide with these things, it would serve as proof of the crime." Vermouth raised her beautiful long white legs.

"If I were Benshu, I would definitely seek revenge. After all, anyone would be angry if their sister was pushed out of the elevator by everyone."

"Those guys deserved it."

Vermouth took a deep puff of his cigarette.

"No, actually you are wrong. On the first anniversary of Nanako's death, the people living on the sixth floor sent a bouquet of flowers."

"If only one or two people sent flowers, it might be interpreted as atonement, but seven people sent flowers--"

"Is that to express your gratitude?" Vermouth continued Baijiu's words.

"Yes, they are very grateful to Nanako for making room for everyone in the elevator."

"Thank you, Detective Baijiu, for your wonderful reasoning."

Vermouth looked at the liquor with admiration and couldn't help but applaud.

"It seems that the organization's "unsolved cases" will need your help in the future." Vermouth hooked Baijiu's chin with her slender fingers.

"Unsolved case"? Does it mean that the organization members were assassinated? Or something else? Baijiu thought calmly.

"Okay, stop me here, I still have some unfinished business." Vermouth got out of the car with a briefcase.

"Don't let me down~ Sniper God Baijiu~." Vermouth waved her hands and disappeared from Baijiu's sight.

"Ding."

[Long time no see, Baijiu, I wonder if you missed me~——Chianti]

Chianti, that’s easy, just two sentences. Baijiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Baijiu drove the car to the side of the road, ran all the way to the building opposite the "Tokyo Tower", and climbed several steps all the way to the rooftop.

Baijiu leaned against the door, breathing heavily, and looked down at the time.

With 10 minutes left, he should be assassinated before the police can file a warrant for his arrest in Ireland.

"Hey~ Did you just finish "indulging"? You look sweaty." Chianti lay on the ground with a sniper rifle and aimed at the direction of "Tokyo Tower".

"I would never do such a "boring thing", and I am a gentleman and would never do such a "dirty thing." "Baijiu came to Chianti.

"Eh? What are you doing? Hey!" Chianti's face turned red.

Without saying a word, Baijiu took the sniper rifle that was pressed under Chianti's body.

Baijiu tested the wind direction with his hand, then came to a place and lay down.

"Hey! Did you hear me talking to you? Do you know what you did to me just now?" Chianti blushed and shyly scolded Baijiu.

"Sorry, Chianti, this is an emergency. Look at the bottom of Tokyo Tower."

I saw that the base of Tokyo Tower was surrounded by numerous police cars with flashing lights.

Ireland, even God can’t save you this time, Baijiu swallowed his saliva.

Baijiu adjusted the background and aimed at Ireland, who had already knocked out both Mizutani and Motoki, and was holding the memory card in his hand.

"I say, you, how can you kill a person and his memory card at the same time without a sniper rifle? No matter how powerful you are..."

"Shh, I need to concentrate now. Go tell Gin to tell Ireland to move a little further north and tell him to stand still."

"Just tell them that the organization will send someone to pick him up by plane and ask him to hold up his memory card to prove his identity."

"But....will he listen..." Chianti asked.

"Hurry up! Time is running out! Do you want to work overtime to deal with the mess Ireland has made?" Baijiu said excitedly.

Chianti was startled by the uncharacteristic behavior of Baijiu. Although he looked a little unconvinced, he still walked down from the rooftop obediently, closed the door, and contacted Gin.

"About 700 yards. It's relatively easy, but the difficulty is to smash the person and the memory card together."

Baijiu's brain was working rapidly, calculating various formulas and bullet trajectories in his mind.

"Move a little more to the left, the tolerance rate is still too low!" Baijiu's face was covered with sweat.

"Okay, Baijiu, I've already explained it to Gin."

Chianti walked quietly to Baijiu, slowly squatted down, and carefully hung the mobile headset on Baijiu's ear.

"Baijiu, you are responsible for speaking. I will tell him to move. I hope you can live up to our trust in you." Gin said coldly.

"Move further to the left, then have him lift his hands down a little and lean his body to the left."

Baijiu held his breath and gently pressed the trigger with his finger. His brain was like a supercomputer, quickly imagining the trajectory of the bullet and Ireland's subsequent movement.

"Peng!!"

At the same time as Baijiu pressed the trigger, Ireland also reacted quickly and fell into the trap set by Gin and his men.

However, Baijiu smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl upwards.

"You really would go this way. It seems that everything is within my calculations."

The sharp bullet flew through the air, pierced through the glass of Tokyo Tower, and used the glass to slow down its speed.

Ireland ran backwards with the "Memory Card" in his hand, waving his arms. The bullet took advantage of the glass's buffering effect and perfectly hit Ireland's waving arms.

The sharp bullet passed through Ireland's right hand and the memory card at the same time, and finally entered Ireland's chest and hit his heart.

Ireland lay dead in a pool of blood. The elevator door opened and the police came to the observatory one after another.

Ireland is dead.

In just 2.6 seconds, an amazing sniper assassination mission officially came to an end.

Chianti couldn't help but clap his hands, looking at the liquor with flickering pupils.

"As expected of a liquor that is known as the winery's sniper god, your skills really open my eyes."

"Thank you for the compliment. I'm sorry that I was a bit rude to you just now. How about this, as compensation, I'll take you out for a big meal." Baijiu said sincerely.

"Then I'll let you go for now. Don't be so rude next time." Chianti said proudly.

"Well done, Baijiu, it seems you are still quite reliable." Gin said lightly

"It's my honor to hear your compliments." Baijiu wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"You and Chianti stand by from there, we still have one mission to complete."

"What mission?"

Baijiu's face suddenly became heavy. There is nothing more painful than working overtime.

"I am different from this guy Rum. I never like to leave a mess."

"Let's go and snipe Officer Matsumoto, who was supposed to go to heaven."