Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

The rice flower market at nine in the morning.

After yesterday's terrorist attack, people returned to their normal lives.

Candidates running for mayor stood on a truck, holding a loudspeaker and giving passionate speeches, stirring up the emotions of the crowd with their passionate voices and emotions, canvassing for votes and gaining support for themselves.

Large trucks were driving slowly down the street one after another, and the traffic became extremely congested.

On the big screen outside the mall, on radio stations, and on television stations, competitors are showing off their talents, trying to gain higher support rates for themselves.

Baijiu took a ride with Vermouth and came to the familiar underground parking lot, where everyone was waiting for Kil like last time.

After Kiel parked the car aside, the Gin team gathered and held a meeting.

"You really love to come on time, Kir." Gin said, looking down at the time.

"I think you should understand what happened on the road today, Gin."

Kiel zipped down his black leather jacket and fanned himself with his hands, looking stern.

"Vodka, what's the approval rating of the candidate we assassinated?"

Gin, with a cigarette in his mouth, spread out the map and placed it on the roof of the car.

"Brother...his...his approval rating has reached 65%, and his speech was moved up by 3 hours!"

"Ah? Three hours? Was it false information given by the informant?"

Chianti said excitedly as he pulled out his pistol.

"No, it seems that the guy did not have a script and deliberately brought it forward in order to prove his innocence and prove that he was not a shill. This means that we are very short on time now."

Vodka wiped the sweat from his head, his muscles tense.

"Where's Jägermeister?" Gin touched his nose lightly with his fingers.

"Let me see..."

Vodka held up his sunglasses with his hand and looked closely at the screen of his mobile phone.

"Good news and bad news, brother."

"The bad news is that 16% support is a long way from first place."

“But the good news is that the ranking is second, and except for the third place, there is a gap in support.”

Vodka spoke in a calm tone, revealing two rows of white teeth in a fake smile, trying to show his humorous side.

"What's the support rate for the third place?" Kil curled his lips coldly.

"15%, hehe." Vodka smiled innocently.

Everyone looked at Vodka with speechless expressions, while Vermouth and Chianti rolled their eyes.

Baijiu covered his forehead, looked at Vodka helplessly, secretly moved to his ear and whispered.

"Vodka, you should change your style. Gil may not like this kind of thing. It's better for you to do it the way you did at the beginning."

"You took the wrong medicine, vodka."

Cohen looked at Vodka with a numb expression, like a person with facial paralysis.

Kiel stood aside, unmoved, his face full of worry and indifference.

"Be normal, Vodka, turn on the live broadcast."

"Everyone come over here, I'll assign tasks."

Gin threw the cigarette butt aside domineeringly.

"Kil, did you bring the scapegoat I asked you to find?" Gin looked at her eagerly.

"It's ready. They're all tied up tightly in the car."

Kiel folded his arms and spoke calmly.

"Since he's ahead of schedule, based on his route, he should be heading to the area between Mihua Commercial Street and Mihua World Trade Center next."

Gin picked up a red pen and circled on the map.

"But it seems that the difficulty of assassinating this guy is even more difficult than the last time with Domon Yasuki."

Chianti said, pointing to the screen on his phone.

The competitor was surrounded by bodyguards wearing sunglasses, protecting him from every angle, and his vehicle was surrounded by police cars, escorting him.

Is this guy someone supported by the police? He has such a grand ceremony.

Baijiu analyzed it while touching his jaw.

"Yes, he has the support of senior police and Self-Defense Force officials, and he also has a large number of fans on social media."

"The 'informants' at the top of the public security bureau have done their utmost to obstruct and sabotage the operation."

"It still hasn't affected his momentum, nor has it uncovered any dirt on him."

"But it's not all bad news. There are organized police forces responsible for sniping and maintaining order."

Vermouth slowly came closer, her body filled with fragrance.

"But I can kill people again! How cool!" Chianti said excitedly

"This time, I want to kill 10 of them." Cohen said dumbfoundedly.

"Gin, so what's the battle plan?" Kiel asked, leaning on the side of the car.

"Baijiu is responsible for leading Cohen and Chianti to find a commanding position to assassinate him."

"The sniping mission is now left to you, Baijiu."

"Vodka, Kiel, you are responsible for creating chaos among the crowd. I will give specific instructions through the big screen and the situation at that time."

"In the end, those three people were used as scapegoats, and that was the end of it."

"Vermouth, was it "that adult" who asked you to come?" Gin asked her with a cold face.

"Well, after all, this mission is very important to "that master", and he specifically told me not to be "too ostentatious." "

"Because it seems to be a bit too high-profile recently, don't cause unnecessary trouble."

Vermouth said elegantly, a smile on her lips.

"That gentleman is still as cautious as ever."

Gin put his hands in his pockets, ignored her and just answered her perfunctorily.

"You should know the consequences of violating "that adult"."

Seeing that Gin was unmoved, Vermouth deliberately raised her voice and spoke with hidden meaning.

"Then tell me, is there any other way to kill him? We don't have much time left."

Gin looked down at the time and spoke impatiently.

"After the assassination, we have to rush to Shibuya to help him put on a show, so time is even tighter."

"You should know which one is more clear, regulations or tasks, Vermouth."

Gin stared at Vermouth with a piercing gaze.

Vermouth didn't take it seriously and just smiled lightly.

The atmosphere became a little subtle and everyone felt very awkward.

Baijiu sensed something was wrong and, as the newly promoted deputy captain, took the initiative to break the deadlock and suggested.

"Gin, I have thought of a more perfect solution. Let's optimize it based on this."

"Because of the time constraints, I got straight to the point."

Gin nodded in agreement, and everyone listened quietly to Baijiu's description of the plan.

Baijiu was thinking and talking in his mind, and his brain and mouth were moving in sync.

"We can deliberately create an accident that will convince everyone."

"Since having more people is a constraint, why not turn that constraint into an advantage?"

"Advantage?"

Vodka had a confused look on his face and looked at Baijiu in bewilderment.

"Does the organization still have any more poison? Gin."

Baijiu turned around and asked, straightening his back deliberately and observing Vermouth's expression with his peripheral vision.

"There are two more bottles at Budweiser's." Gin said indifferently.

"Cohen, contact Budweiser. Take the poison immediately and then find the liquor to make peace."

"Yes!"

Cohen put on a helmet and sped away on his motorcycle.

Vermouth listened to Baijiu's conversation silently, smiling without saying a word.

"Gil, I think you don't mind showing up now. After all, the FBI has almost solved the problem."

"Then let me create chaos among the crowd, right? Let the informants cooperate to recognize me and cause a stir."

Kil took over Baijiu's words.

Baijiu nodded silently.

"Then the most crucial part comes, Vermouth. You disguise yourself as a non-existent person and suddenly rush in front of the vehicle."

"Or if you know someone who has pets, you can pretend that the animals are in trouble and you accidentally let them go, causing a herd of cats and dogs to flood the streets."

"No matter how slow the vehicle is, emergency braking has inertia."

"Of course there are, and more than one."

Vermouth put on her helmet, sat on the motorcycle, and was ready to go.

"That would be great. When the animals rush in front of the vehicle and the vehicle brakes suddenly, the bullet with poison will kill it with the impact."

"Leave this kind of sniper mission to me. After all, I have participated in so many difficult missions, this shouldn't be that difficult."

"Gin, you and Vodka, I suggest you go to Shibuya first and observe the situation. Once you get rid of the number one, everything will be fine."

"At the moment, this is the only way." Baijiu let out a long breath of relief.

"Then I'll entrust you with the task of assassinating him. Just don't make any mess."

"It's just right that I came to see your ability as a deputy team leader."

Gin said calmly, putting the cigarette in his mouth, lighting it and taking a deep breath.

"Everyone, this assassination mission is commanded by Baijiu. All orders must be obeyed by him. Remember, don't cause trouble."

"learn!"

Then he and Vodka got into a Porsche 356A and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Then let's take action. Time waits for no one."

Baijiu rode on a motorcycle, carrying a sniper rifle on his back and rushed to the commanding heights.