Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Gin, I already have a hostage in my hand, you don't need to capture any more."

Baijiu said into the headset.

"Really? Looks like that's a relief for me."

Gin threw the rope he had prepared in advance downwards.

"Baijiu, help fix the rope, we are ready to retreat."

"Okay... okay, big brother." Vodka is still fighting fiercely with the FBI.

Explosions were still occurring throughout the hotel, and the hotel was completely turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Gin took out a grenade from his arms, pulled the ring with his teeth, and threw it upwards with a fadeaway jump shot from downstairs, right at Vodka's floor.

Vodka reacted quickly, kicked it in, and quickly came down the stairs. The agent who came to chase was instantly blown to pieces by the grenade.

The broken limbs and body parts, along with the blood, dyed the handrails and the ground red, and the blood dripped down the pipes.

Their body parts fell to the ground in pieces.

"Let's go, Vodka."

Gin slid down the rope, his flowing silver hair flying in the air.

"Where are the people? Where are they?" Gin walked over with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Here, uninjured, still unconscious."

Baijiu dragged the unlucky guy out of the car.

Gin grabbed the man's hair and stared at him viciously.

At this time, several policemen ran over and said anxiously.

"Get out of here quickly! There may be a second explosion inside!"

“Boom, boom, boom.”

They knelt on the ground in a pool of blood

Gin put the pistol back into his pocket, stepped on their foreheads with his feet, and said disdainfully.

"Vodka, hurry up and drive the car. We are going to Neil's Auto Shop now."

"yes, Sir."

Vodka immediately showed an excited expression when he heard about driving

"I can't wait to know the whereabouts of Kil and the other FBI members." Gin tied the man up with a rope.

"Is this okay, Gin?"

Baijiu asked, looking at the policeman lying on the ground.

"No need to worry."

Chianti drove the car and stopped in front of them.

"Gin, there are more and more cops and firefighters heading this way," Chianti said.

"It's okay. I think the officer in charge of this incident is an old acquaintance. There's no need to worry."

"I still trust him very much."

Gin looked at the police car in the distance and chuckled.

"You three should take him to Neil's Auto Shop first, pick up Cohen, and Vodka and I will be there in a bit."

"I killed 68 people in total. Did I win?" Cohen said coldly.

"No wonder Rum didn't choose you as his confidant. You are really no different from a single-celled organism."

Chianti greeted.

"Confidant"? Did Cohen almost become Rum's confidant before? Baijiu thought to himself.

"Are you praising me or scolding me?" Cohen asked sincerely.

"Get in the car, Baijiu, and ignore this robot."

Baijiu put the unlucky guy into the car.

Chianti took a piece of gum from the car and put it in his mouth, then handed a piece to Baijiu.

"Eh?! Baijiu, what's wrong with your wrist? Is it hurt?" Chianti showed a worried look and grabbed Baijiu's hand.

"I was bitten by a dog. It's okay."

Baijiu withdrew his hand and stared fiercely at the unconscious agent next to him.

"There's medical insurance in the back of the car. You should disinfect it quickly. It would be bad if you get infected." Chianti said in a very gentle tone.

"Okay, thank you, Chianti." Baijiu untied the bandage, only to see that the blood on the wound had already coagulated.

When Chianti heard being thanked, her face turned red again.

"Damn, it bites so hard, I must have been a dog in my previous life." Baijiu complained.

"It looks like there was an explosion over there as well."

Chianti sighed as he looked at the thick smoke in the distant sky.

"No, my share, huh?" Cohen said dully, touching his nose.

"Peng!"

A deafening explosion was heard from behind, and the "Kowloon Hotel" was completely transformed into a sea of ​​fire and hell on earth.

A miniature mushroom cloud floated in the sky, with ash and choking smoke scattered across the sky.

Police cars and ambulances passed by them, and the entire traffic was in chaos.

"Ding."

[This mission was a perfect operation. 5000 million yen has been deposited into your card as a reward for your help over the past few times. - Vermouth]

The corners of the mouth of white wine are harder to suppress than AK.

"It's actually quite good, I'll just let you get bitten if you want!"

"Hey Cohen, you used to 'work' for Rum." Baijiu said casually while disinfecting the wound with alcohol.

"Yes, it happened two years ago. However, I only stayed there for two months before being transferred here." Cohen stroked his glasses with his hand.

"But then again, it turns out that a sneak attack feels so good!" Chianti laughed crazily.

"They asked for it. This is the first time and definitely not the last time," Cohen said.

"When you arrive, place him behind the execution platform and wait for me to come over and interrogate him."

"Try to be quick, because I can't wait to know Kiel's whereabouts."

"And the location of the remaining FBI!"

Gin's cold and hoarse voice came from the headset.

"Got it!" The three of them replied in unison.

Chianti stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and ran through one red light after another, completely ignoring the traffic police.

He even passed by the traffic police right in front of him, and Chianti opened the window and saluted him.

"You know him? Chianti."

"Of course. The traffic police in this area are basically old friends, and they are our eyes and ears."

Chianti braked suddenly, drifted in a perfect arc, and stopped in front of the door of "Neil's Repair Shop".

After parking the car accurately, they got out. Baijiu untied the rope and helped the unconscious agent into the store.

Chianti kicked the door open and shouted enthusiastically to the boss.

"It's been a while since I last saw Budweiser! How's business going lately?"

The passengers and staff in the store were attracted by the Chianti.

"Budweiser"? Another member of the organization.

Baijiu looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was a little taller than Baijiu, about 1.95-17 meters.

But his body was very thin, like a telephone pole, his hair was a little sparse, and his expression was a little empty.

Time has written a butcher's knife on Budweiser's face, but through his facial features, Baijiu can imagine that he was also a handsome man when he was young.

After all, his thick eyebrows, big eyes and superior high nose bridge give him a protection.

His two panda eyes show that he often stays up late. He is in Japan, but has an American schedule.

"Everyone, work hard! Don't be lazy!" Budweiser scolded them sternly.

Budweiser walked up to Chianti, casually stroking Chianti's arm with his left hand, slowly wrapping his right hand around Chianti's slender waist, and slowly moving his hand downwards.

He looked at Chianti with a lustful look and showed his big yellow teeth.

"What happened again? Come find me. I have an appointment tonight."

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of slapping someone's face echoed throughout the store.

"Don't take advantage of me, you old pervert! Will you die if I don't do it? Didn't the last slap teach you a lesson?!"

Chianti replied domineeringly.

"This is someone from our group. I advise you not to do anything."

Baijiu leaned in front of Budweiser and whispered in his ear, pressing the muzzle of the gun against his abdomen and staring at Budweiser.

Cohen also leaned forward and stared at Budweiser fiercely.

"Just repair the car of your life."

Cohen and Baijiu stood in front of Chianti to protect her.

Chianti glanced at the white wine from behind, pursed her lips, and her face flushed slightly.

The employees and customers covered their mouths and laughed at Budweiser secretly. Budweiser's face instantly turned red, as red as a monkey's butt.

Budweiser clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stared at Chianti with a ferocious face.

Suddenly, Budweiser changed his expression and looked out the door with a respectful look.

"Ah! Welcome! Xiaoshan! Hurry up and pour tea for this guest!"

Gin and Vodka kicked the door open and walked in.

"No need, just open the back door for me." Gin went straight to the backstage.

"Okay...Okay! Xiaoshan, the store is left to you for a while." Budweiser took out the key from his pocket and hurriedly opened the back door.

There was a chair and various execution tools inside, including whips, knives, candles, and hanging ropes.

"This.....why does it seem more and more wrong the more I look at it..."

Baijiu swallowed his saliva and looked at Budweiser.