Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

The vehicle was burned down to its frame, and the intense fire made it impossible to see clearly what was going on inside.

"Explosion?!" Vodka exclaimed and hurried over to check.

"Could it be that the guy put it in his pocket without removing the fuse?" Chianti speculated as he looked at the blazing fire.

"Maybe it's because we hit the guardrail just now, so the fuse was ignited by coincidence." Kil said weakly, supporting his arm.

"squeak!"

One after another, private cars stopped behind Gin and his group, all with expressions of fear and surprise.

"Was it...an accident?"

"Hurry....Hurry and call the police! Go get an ambulance."

"Are you guys going to hit and run?"

Car owners who were keen to watch the fun opened their car doors and got out to check the situation and take pictures with their mobile phones.

"It attracted some irrelevant people." Vodka took out a pistol.

"Kil, Baijiu, get in my car and retreat quickly."

"Chianti, Cohen, the guys at the back are left to you to deal with."

"Do not disappoint me."

"If you want to blame someone, blame them for taking out their cell phones and filming us."

"Yes!"

"Vermouth, contact the police to temporarily block the road behind. This operation is a bit high-profile."

Chianti and Cohen pulled out their pistols and aimed at the onlookers.

When they saw the gun, they reacted quickly, fled in all directions, and hurried back to their respective seats. Several cars started up first, ready to escape.

Baijiu watched everything silently through the rearview mirror and glanced at Gin. Gin looked at him with a piercing gaze, and Baijiu quickly understood what he meant.

Baijiu leaned out of the car window, pulled out his pistol, and once again demonstrated his extraordinary skills as a sharpshooter.

As the magazine was fired, every bullet penetrated the glass and hit the brain stem. At the same time, several vehicles began to collide with each other aimlessly, like bumper cars.

At the same time, on the other side, Vermouth sat lightly on the motorcycle, lowering the body of the motorcycle to the side, only 15 centimeters from the ground.

He raised the pistol with one hand and perfectly dodged the trajectory of the bullets from Baijiu and the collision of the unpredictable vehicles.

With her long hair flowing, she was able to maintain order amidst the chaos and everyone cooperated very well.

There won't be two bullets in a person's body at the same time.

Vermouth took out a grenade from her chest and pulled the ring with her white teeth.

He displayed his unique stunts, swung the car body, jumped directly onto the roof, threw it towards the dense crowd behind with an expressionless face, and left in style.

Cohen and his companions understood Vermouth's intention from the beginning and got on their motorcycles, ready to start at any time.

Seeing Vermouth speeding towards them, Chianti and Cohen quickly increased the speed.

The four of them fired back at the same time, shifting their target to the fuel tank of the middle vehicle, intending to make the explosion range larger.

In just 2 seconds, the fuel tanks of seven or eight cars in the middle all exploded or leaked oil.

As the grenade exploded, balls of fire and flashes of light appeared one after another.

The overwhelming force caused the road to collapse and the ground to shake.

The explosion formed rocks of varying sizes that rolled irregularly down the slope outside the fence.

It hit the vehicles driving normally below randomly.

Baijiu looked at the place where he had just been. A deep round pit was blown out, and the cell phone and the person were reduced to ashes in the sea of ​​fire.

"Well done, everyone, return to the team."

Gin stared meaningfully at the road below.

"Is that man just now...really dead?" Baijiu also looked at the slope below and pondered.

Three motorcycles were guarding the Porsche 356A.

"I think I've seen this guy somewhere before." Cohen's hoarse voice came from the headset, as if he had a sock in his mouth.

"Are you stuck in phlegm, Cohen?" Chianti teased jokingly.

"Hold on, Chianti! Where have you seen Cohen before?"

"This is the man in the photo that Rum sent me two years ago."

"Rum? Why would Rum send you a photo?"

The moment Gin heard Rum's name, his expression instantly became indifferent and disgusted, as if he didn't care.

"We had agreed to meet at the warehouse, but it was under surveillance."

"Afterwards, the meeting was aborted, and Rum sent me a photo via email."

"Rum said that Rye and this guy are both from the FBI. If they see them, they will be shot dead."

"I see, it was the time when Rye's undercover identity was exposed." Gin replied perfunctorily.

The interior of the car and the team microphone became as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

"Brother...what should we do now? Blow up that hospital?"

Vodka broke the silence, scratched his wide chin and asked.

"Don't touch that hospital yet."

Gil interrupted Gin before he could speak.

"Don't touch that hospital? Do you mean to let those people who assisted the FBI go for nothing?"

Vodka's eyes wrinkled and he looked at Kiel with a confused expression, then he took his hands off the steering wheel and spread them out.

"Steering wheel!! Vodka!!" Baijiu shouted.

"Sorry, sorry." Vodka touched the back of his head and chuckled.

"That's not the case, because they are not helping the FBI. The FBI seems to have disguised me as Akai Shuichi's sister and put me in the hospital."

Gil raised his forehead slightly, looked at Gin with his two beautiful cat eyes, and explained in a standard broadcasting voice.

"But...but you are a well-known female anchor, aren't you?"

Vodka stole a glance at Kiel's beautiful face through the front mirror, despite the sunglasses and the sideways look.

But all of Vodka's little tricks were seen by Baijiu.

"They might say, I'm just like that anchor."

"If it was him, it would have caused a big uproar in the media, right?"

Gil gave a charming smile and looked at Gin seductively.

"Besides, there are so many people in this world, there must be some who look alike."

"For example, Vodka, you look a lot like the driver who just died."

Baijiu stroked his chin and recalled in his mind.

"Is...really? That...that guy is very handsome."

Vodka's face flushed slightly. He touched the back of his neck stupidly and smiled like a fool.

"??"

Everyone in the car frowned and looked at Vodka in confusion.

At the same time, the questioning voices of Vermouth and the others could be heard through the earphones.

"You are invincible." Baijiu sighed.

"How did Gin manage to work with him for so long?"

Baijiu looked at Vodka in disbelief.

Kiel ignored him and continued talking about the previous topic.

"Of course the FBI must have made a lot of preparations to keep my disappearance a secret."

Baijiu retracted his smile and observed Kil's face and movements seriously.

Kil was very calm and composed, and there was no sign of lying in his expression.

"Why, Keel?"

Gil raised his head and looked at Gin in confusion.

"Why do you care so much about that hospital? What is there that makes you care about it?"

Gin turned his head, his face showing a bit of suspicion and doubt, and a strong sense of oppression came over him, making the atmosphere in the car chilling.

"Nothing. I just feel very uncomfortable about having to take ruthless action against those staff members who have taken good care of me."

Kiel explained calmly, without a trace of panic on his face, but his eyes inadvertently looked to the left for a moment.

The liquor is all in sight.

"And if that hospital, if it really was helping the FBI, they knew the organization would come to get me back."

"That hospital should also have their own countermeasures."

Gil and Gin continued to stare at each other with cold eyes, but Gil was not affected at all. Instead, his attitude became more confident.

"Then we will trust you for now and not attack that hospital."

Gin looked straight ahead, raised his neck slightly, touched his chin with his thumb, and gave a mysterious smile.

"Just temporarily?" Vodka asked, scratching his itch.

"You should take a shower, Vodka." Gin covered his nose with a look of disgust.

"Ah?? I just washed it yesterday, really."

Vodka explained hurriedly, unable to speak clearly, while secretly observing Gil's expression.

Kiel covered his mouth and smiled faintly, looking out the window with frivolous eyes.

"Okay, calm down, Vodka, you've been a bit dramatic today."

Gin took out a pistol and pointed it at the brim of Vodka's hat, saying sharply.

"But I just feel like something is not right. I didn't expect that Akai would be able to help our organization retake Kiel so easily."

There was coldness and displeasure in Gin's eyes.

"Is it...going well?"

Baijiu silently recalled the thrilling scene just now in his mind.

"Is there some conspiracy?"

After Vodka was pointed at with a gun, his mind suddenly became clear and he continued what Gin was saying.