Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Location, where is it, Gin." Cohen asked dully.

"The place to deal with DJ is VANE B." Gin spread the map on the car with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Cohen, you're here, Chianti, you're here." Gin pointed at the positions and assigned them.

"And Baijiu, you are in this position."

"If anything 'unexpected' happens, the task of shooting will be handed over to you, Baijiu. No problem, right, the organization's ace sniper?"

"But I still believe in their abilities, so I don't think you will be needed."

Gin said in a low voice, looking at Baijiu coldly.

"Don't worry, I haven't made any mistakes so far." Baijiu smiled indifferently.

"Where is my motorcycle?" Kiel walked towards Vermouth with helmet in hand.

Vodka was secretly glancing at Kiel from the side. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, it was still clear that his eyes never left Kiel.

Baijiu smiled helplessly and looked at the pervert Vodka.

"Behind that container truck."

“Thank you, let’s meet at VANE B then, Vermouth.” Kiel walked to the back.

"Kil, you can't be."

"Deng Deng."

Vermouth tapped the dial of the car.

"NOC"? =knock= knock, as expected, Vermouth began to doubt Gil, Baijiu pondered.

"Is it like this?" Vermouth deliberately raised her voice.

"You must be joking. How is that possible?"

Kiel smiled calmly and shook his hands.

"Baijiu, come here." Vermouth said gently.

"Take this 'Black Ops Headset' with you. I'll contact you if anything happens. You should be able to see the 'clues'." Vermouth patted Baijiu's shoulder.

Vermouth blinked deliberately.

Baijiu put the headset into his pocket and was about to say something when Chianti spoke impatiently.

"Let's go! Baijiu, don't do irrelevant things." Chianti showed a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Then I'll go over first. If anything unexpected happens, you must support me~" Vermouth said playfully.

"Because of this assassination scene, I always feel uneasy." Vermouth said in a low voice.

"Hmph, just wait and see. If the situation gets bad and you fall into the hands of the enemy, I will definitely shoot you, Vermouth."

Chianti sneered, his hands on his hips.

"Well, you must shoot me in this beautiful face. If the public knew that I was involved in the assassination, it would be very troublesome, wouldn't it?"

Belmode was not to be outdone and responded with a tough attitude.

The empty warehouse echoed with the voices of two women confronting each other

"It's so scary." Baijiu couldn't help but shudder.

"Do you think something is wrong, Vermouth, or do you know something that I don't know?"

The sensitive Gin noticed that there was something else behind Vermouth's words, and he stared at her with a piercing and cold look.

"No, I just had that feeling. Don't worry about it." After saying that, Vermouth rode away on her motorcycle.

Afterwards, the others also got in the car and left for the location assigned by Gin.

After 45 minutes.

"OK, it's very clear here."

Chianti lay on the hood of the car, squinting his eyes and watching the vehicles passing by on the bridge.

"How's your white wine?" Chianti asked.

"It's very clear. I can still be confident of sniping from this distance." Baijiu was on a tall building, holding a wooden stick in his mouth and aiming at the bridge.

"What about me, Chianti?" Cohen tried to make his presence felt.

"You can go wherever you want, it has nothing to do with me."

"You talk like a robot every day. I seriously doubt that you and vodka are both single-celled organisms."

"You're just taller and thinner. In some ways, you're even worse than vodka."

Chianti said with an instant change of attitude.

"Really? Okay." Cohen said like a robot reciting the lines.

"Baijiu, the task of assassinating Domon Yasuhiru is now left to you." The voice of Vermouth came through the earphone.

"The FBI has cracked the 'information', even though my 'informant' has done everything to stop it."

"Fortunately, through the 'command' of the 'informant', they are now besieging Kiel and have successfully fallen into the trap I set. This is a good thing, isn't it?" Belmode said with a little excitement.

"'Good news'? You also doubt Kiel's 'identity'? You want the FBI to find out her identity, right?" Baijiu replied.

"As expected of you, you are the great detective in the organization. You figured out the clues so quickly."

"But I'm curious, why didn't you tell Gin about the FBI and the organized "informant"? Don't you trust Gin? Or--"

"Hush, you don't have to worry about these. Just know that all these things are beneficial to our "camp."

"The existence of the "informer" only needs to be known by a few people. Gin is suspicious by nature. Do you dare to tell him? And the more he knows, the worse it will be for both of us."

"Hurry up and find a way to kill 'Yasuki Domon', my little sniper god." Vermouth said lovingly.

"Domon Yasuteru will be here soon, and the FBI will focus on arresting me."

"One more thing, be careful of Shuichi Akai, he could appear anywhere." Vermouth gave the instructions and then hung up.

Vermouth, did you let it slip on purpose? The FBI has cracked the information, and our action locations and assassinations are all composed of code information, Baijiu thought silently in his heart.

Judging from the crackling sounds, the only one outside today was Kiel. They probably discovered the organization's actions through Kiel, and they didn't know when the bug was installed on her.

The FBI should have a smart "strategist" analyzing these codes, but who is it? Could it be Shuichi Akai?

Also, since Vermouth knew about the existence of the bug, why didn't she tell Gin and continue to expose the information?

"I'm a little confused about you, Vermouth." Baijiu narrowed his eyes and watched the busy traffic on the bridge with bated breath.

Or maybe, that "military strategist" is...Conan, Baijiu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

At this time, the vehicle where "Yasuteru Domon" was located appeared in Baijiu's camera. Two bodyguards surrounded "Yasuteru Domon" tightly, and two white cars followed closely behind him.

Baijiu closed his eyes and analyzed quickly in his mind. A vivid three-dimensional space unfolded in Baijiu's mind.

Baijiu combined Cohen, Chianti and his own position, constantly trying the sniping position and timing again and again.

Various formulas were being calculated in Baijiu's mind, and his brain was working at a rapid speed, like a supercomputer.

Finally, among countless methods, Baijiu chose the final plan.

Suddenly Baijiu opened his eyes and smiled confidently.

"This is much easier than last time."

"Chianti, Cohen, I need your help. Each of you should blow out the tire on the far left."

"Come on, aren't we responsible for support? Did you shoot without waiting for Gin's order?" Chianti asked puzzledly.

"Gin told me alone that if anything unexpected happened, let me shoot."

"But we didn't receive any instructions about the accident." Cohen said mechanically.

"Shut up! You're just a machine! If anything goes wrong, it's my fault. Just listen to my instructions! If you're wasting time, he'll pass by the bridge!" Baijiu said excitedly.

"Okay, remember what you said." Cohen aimed the sight at the wheel.

"Baijiu, let me show you my sniping skills." Chianti said excitedly, biting his lip.

"I told you to fire and you fired."

Baijiu focused his camera on the side of Domon Yasuhira's head, with beads of sweat on his forehead running down his cheek.

"Almost, just a little bit more."

"A little closer."

"open!"

The wine makes a sound that shakes heaven and earth and makes ghosts and gods weep.

Two bullets coming from different directions simultaneously hit the two tires on the left side of the vehicle in which Yasuteru Domon was moving.

"Peng"

Baijiu pulled the trigger 2.53 seconds after they fired the bullet.

The rear left tire of "Yasuteru Domon"'s vehicle exploded, and it swung involuntarily to the right.

Then, 1.9 seconds later, the front left tire moved erratically to the left, and Yasuki Domon inside was shaken left and right.

At this time, the last bullet fired by Baijiu perfectly predicted the inertial movement trajectory of "Yasuki Domon" after the left and right collisions in the car.

His head hit the rear window due to inertia, the vehicle moved uncontrollably, and the trajectory of Baijiu's bullet just passed through the most vulnerable part of the bulletproof glass, which is the corner.

The limit of limits.

Although the impact was blocked by the glass, the bullet still hit Yasuki Domon's brain stem.

There was blood in the car.

"Great, Baijiu." Cohen praised from the bottom of his heart.

"How is it? White wine is really strong, right?" Chianti said proudly.

"Gin, Yasuki Domon has completed the assassination. It seems that Vermouth and the others had an accident and did not appear on the bridge as planned." Chianti spoke into the headset.

"＃*%:+-:+/#*" Gin said

"What did you say? Gin, your noise is too loud." Chianti said with a disgusted expression.

"Is there a noise?!" Gin, who was in the car nearby, quickly became alert.

"What's wrong, brother?" Vodka's face was covered with cold sweat.

"Don't make any noise!!!" Gin said in a low voice, checking what he was looking for in the back seat.

Gin took out the high heels that Kir had changed out of his bag, held them up to look at them, and his eyes widened in shock.

All I saw was a bug wrapped in gum stuck to the sole of Kiel's shoe.