Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

With the help of the organization's informants and after communicating with the person in charge, Baijiu and Chianti successfully entered the upper floors of a construction site.

The workers below stopped working and went to lunch break early.

"Kil, have you arrived at the scene?"

Baijiu asked as he walked up the stairs, while opening his phone to look at the photos of the scene sent by Vermouth.

His eyes quickly extracted useful information from the photo, and in less than a second, he put the phone in his pocket.

"Already arrived, and the cooperating informants have also arrived."

Kiel's intermittent voice came through the headset, which was very noisy.

Baijiu came to the rooftop, unzipped the door, placed the sniper rifle on the ground, and looked around through the scope.

"Sure enough, it's the same location I thought." Baijiu quickly spotted the police snipers on the roof through the scope.

"Vermouth, the sniper is one of us, right?"

Baijiu asked while pressing the headset and speaking at double speed.

"It's just that most of them are our own people, so it's best not to expose them, just in case."

"Understood. There's no way they could guess where I am."

"How are things going over there?" Baijiu asked.

"All it takes is one word from you."

At this time, hurried footsteps were heard at the entrance of the corridor, and Cohen came to Baijiu panting with a bottle of poison in his hand.

Baijiu took the poison, soaked the bullet in the poison, then shook it, and finally poured all the poison into the muzzle.

"Oh~ You're getting older and your physical strength has also declined, Cohen." Chianti joked.

"I just want to deliver it as quickly as possible."

Cohen adjusted his breathing and soon calmed down.

Baijiu looked into the distance through the scope and saw the target of assassination slowly emerging from the branch in front of Baijiu.

Just like Meng Tian, ​​he was surrounded tightly by four soldiers.

There was a fence right in front of the man, and Baijiu quickly found the crack. The front and back ends of the fence were fixed with parts.

"Cohen, Chianti, do you see the two parts of the fence in front of the man?"

"Cohen, you take care of the front one, Chianti, you take care of the back one."

"Yes!"

"Kil, get ready."

Baijiu's brain was working frantically, just like the last time he assassinated Domon Yasunari.

With his eyes closed, he measured the wind speed and humidity, adjusted the density, and calculated the distance and inertia.

Thousands of processes and methods are being deduced in Baijiu's mind.

Suddenly! Baijiu's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.

Baijiu moved the aiming camera to 30 meters in front of the man and smiled confidently.

"Everyone, take action!"

On Kiel's side, several informants followed the request and shouted loudly among the emotional crowd.

“Mizuno Rena! Isn’t this the disappeared Mizuno Rena?!”

"Really?! It's really her! Where have you been recently?"

"Mizunashi Reina you are so beautiful!!"

Suddenly, the crowd became a mess and looked at Mizuno Rena. In an instant, everyone's eyes were collectively directed towards Kiel.

The mass informants stopped the masses as per the plan.

Members of the organization lurking in the public security also deliberately failed to maintain order, acted in a lazy manner, and allowed the crowd to push and shove them.

After confirming that Kil had gotten out safely and pretending to maintain order, the informant stood at the position designated by Baijiu.

"Wait a little longer, yes, go a little further." Baijiu said softly.

Kiel attracted almost 4 seconds.

"Vermouth, open the door and let the dog out!"

Standing at the door of the pet shop, Vermouth was stroking the cute furry puppies.

After hearing the order, he smiled calmly and opened the door.

The dogs that regained their freedom were running wildly in the street, rushing forward recklessly, running under the feet of the crowd, running wildly and irregularly.

Finally, after passing through the heavy foot traffic, we bumped into the speech car and the police car.

The moment the driver of the vehicle slammed on the brakes, Baijiu gave the order at the same time.

"Fire!"

“Boom! Boom!”

Two silenced bullets were piercing towards the two parts at lightning speed.

The powerful inertia caused the man in the car to fall to one side uncontrollably, and the man's bodyguards were also in chaos due to the influence of the brakes and the falling fence.

The two bullets accurately penetrated the parts, and the fence fell first when the man smashed it down.

"Fall down a little more, just a little bit."

For ordinary people, Baijiu held his breath and concentrated, which was a short time of 0.78 seconds, but for the sniper genius Baijiu, it was 7.8 seconds.

"Peng!"

Baijiu pressed the trigger, and a bullet coated with poison flew towards that direction at a high speed.

As the man's head fell down, it grazed the bullet perfectly, leaving a long cut on his forehead that was less than one centimeter deep.

The man's forehead hit the roof of the car heavily, leaving a crack on his forehead.

The toxin penetrated perfectly into the skin. Three bullets rolled down the ground, collided with each other, and then fell perfectly into the sewer below.

"Call it a day! Let's go and head to our next destination."

Baijiu stood up confidently and put the gun into his bag. A real man never looks back.

"Gin, the mission has been completed. Everything is as planned and nothing has been exposed. How are things going on your side?" Baijiu asked into the headset.

"There are so many people here at Jägermeister, and they are giving a passionate and generous live speech. You'd better get to the 15th floor of the Niejin Building in Shibuya within 18 minutes."

"We have already found a scapegoat for you. According to Jäger's instructions, he told us to shoot him through the right arm at the climax of his speech and then retreat."

"Come here by yourself later. This is just a simple sniper mission."

Gin and Vodka stood at the glass on the 18th floor, stepped on the body of a scapegoat who had been knocked unconscious, broke a hole in the glass, and looked down at the crowded Shibuya intersection.

"learn."

Baijiu drove his motorcycle through the alleys, leaping through the air with the help of pedals, constantly adjusting the front and body of the motorcycle.

Baijiu used his peripheral vision to glance at the crowded street. The Public Security Bureau and the Metropolitan Police Department were bowing their heads and accepting criticism and education from their superiors.

The man's cold body was also carried into the ambulance.

Baijiu ran through the crowded crowd and all the way to the downstairs of the building. It took him only 11 minutes to reach the agreed location.

What came into view was a chess and card room, the air was filled with the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, the interior was dominated by black tones, and a huge crow logo was placed at the front desk.

The liquor arrived at the front desk as fast as the wind.

Just as he was about to ask, Gin pushed the door open and looked at Baijiu coldly.

Baijiu rushed towards Gin's location.

As soon as Baijiu entered the door, he was startled by a pool of blood on the ground.

"Don't worry, this floor is full of members of the organization. This guy is useless now, so let him be the scapegoat."

Vodka said, yawning.

"Perhaps death would be his greatest contribution to the organization."

Vodka sighed.

Baijiu put the gun on the ground and stared at Jägermeister who was giving a passionate speech.

"Okay, Vodka, turn up the volume. It's not your turn to comment." Gin said impatiently.

"Okay... okay, big brother." Vodka picked up the remote control on the table and turned the volume to maximum.

"The fire is about to go out! I will bring back the fire!"

“It’s not really about which mayor controls our city, but whether our city is controlled by the citizens!”

"If you only think about protecting yourself in a crisis, instead of protecting the citizens of our city."

"You don't deserve to be one at all!"

"As you go through life, you'll find that things aren't always fair!"

"You will find that a lot of pressure that does not belong to you is weighing heavily on you."

“But you have to keep your head down.”

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"Everything will eventually turn around. Look at how we've been treated recently. No city should be subjected to such humiliation!"

"We must be strong! Say no to difficulties!"

"Don't let difficulties defeat you! Don't give in to difficulties."

“And never stop doing what you believe is right.”

“Never give up, there will be times in your life when you do.”

"You want to give up, want to give up."

"But remember, don't give up!"

“No matter what the pessimists and skeptics say, you have to have faith.”

Speak out the hope in your heart, express your excitement, the ambition of your soul!"

"Become independent and self-reliant! Say no to difficulties!"

"Let us all have confidence! Let us work together to rebuild Rice Flower City!!!"

"Let's say no to evil together!"

"Strive! Strive! Strive—"

"Peng!"

Baijiu pulled the trigger, the crowd's excited voices drowned out the sound of the gunshot, and the bullet passed perfectly through Jäger's right shoulder.

"Peng!"

At the same time, Gin on the left also pulled the trigger. The two gunshots overlapped and one shot blew the unlucky guy's head off.

"The mission has been accomplished, it's time to call it a day."

Gin left the house indifferently, with disdain in his eyes.

The noise from the crowd below did not decrease but became louder and louder. Jäger, who had an injured shoulder, refused the protection of his bodyguards, raised his right fist high, and shouted passionately to the crowd.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Baijiu followed Gin down the elevator from the other side with a gun on his back.

"It's really sad. The ignorant people thought they had found the God of salvation and were chasing after him, but they didn't know that they were pushing the city into hell."

Baijiu looked at his phone and saw that Jägermeister's votes instantly surpassed all others with 98% support.

Baijiu walked out of the back door and saw police and radical crowds rushing towards the building one after another.

Suddenly, my attention was attracted by a black Mercedes-Benz G63 in front of me.

An old man wearing a ventilator seemed to be looking at the police in the distance and muttering something to himself.

At this time, a familiar voice came from behind Baijiu.

"What are you looking at."

Vermouth naturally placed her hand on Baijiu's shoulder and looked at him charmingly.

"nothing."

When he looked over there the vehicle was gone.

"Huh? Gone."

Baijiu frowned, his heart full of doubts.

"Your sniping skills are still as high as ever, and your calculation ability is strong. I really didn't expect you to be able to calculate the timing of three bullets falling into the sewer."

Vermouth praised sincerely, her eyes revealing appreciation.

"Tell me what you want from me. We don't have to be so polite."

Baijiu sat on the motorcycle, his eyes lit up, and his two bright almond-shaped eyes looked at Vermouth.

"Bourbon came to Mihua this afternoon. He didn't believe that Akai was really dead."

"Let me help him disguise himself as Akai Shuichi. I'll need your help this afternoon. Let the FBI's kitten come out."

"Maybe there are other things."

Baijiu smiled slightly from Vermouth's expression and wiped his bloody hands with a handkerchief.

"Yes, after the mission is over, we will go to Dr. Martini's house to prepare the equipment for the trip to England."

"England? Didn't we say we were going there in two weeks? Just the two of us?"

"Otherwise, how many more people do you want?"

"It will be tomorrow morning. The British mission this time is very arduous and many."

"for example?"

"Take Akai Shuichi's mother."

"Killed by Sera Mari."