Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"It's over, the tire is flying! Is this a dead end?!"

Baijiu's whole body was immediately soaked with cold sweat.

Vermouth was as light as a swallow, and only a black shadow was seen flashing through the car.

She stepped directly over from the passenger seat and sat on Baijiu's lap.

He moved Baijiu's hand to the side and quickly turned the steering wheel, changing gears.

The fierce operation left Baijiu dumbfounded.

"squeak!"

The vehicle spun in circles and moved backwards, the tires making a deafening friction sound.

The distance to the truck was only centimeters. If Vermouth had taken over two seconds later, the consequences would have been disastrous.

"Hold on tight! The game of cat and mouse is about to begin!!"

Without even having time to catch her breath, Vermouth stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

"Your driving skills are still better than others."

Baijiu teased, placing his hands on her narrow waist and moving her down his thighs.

Taking advantage of the brief period of stability in the vehicle, the two exchanged positions.

On this highway.

A sports car sped past like lightning, followed closely by another one.

The roar of the engines of the two vehicles filled the air.

Cointreau had a crazy smile on his face.

He completely disregarded the safety of other vehicles and weaved in and out of traffic at will.

Other drivers dodged in panic, horns honked one after another, and the entire highway fell into chaos.

Their vehicle was speeding up and rushing towards the oncoming vehicles like lightning.

Every thrilling brush against each other is terrifying, as if a tragic collision will happen in the next second.

The roadside scenes passed by quickly before my eyes.

Baijiu held the handlebars, as obedient as a child, and was deeply shocked by Vermouth's driving skills.

How on earth did Vermouth manage to drive so fast?

Baijiu swallowed and looked at Vermouth who was calm and composed beside him.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

Cointreau was driving the vehicle while holding a pistol.

This guy is not bad!

Did it miss? No! It didn’t miss!

All the bullets hit the vehicle's fuel tank.

He used the fence that was crashed open by a nearby vehicle.

Jump onto the flat beach beside.

As expected, without some ability, it is generally impossible to become a senior executive.

"No need to lean over! Vermouth, get to the forward lane."

Vermouth trusted Baijiu very much, and drove straight into the forward lane from the cracked fence on the right.

Since this guy doesn't play by the rules, I'm going to do something unconventional too.

"Brain expansion!"

The three-dimensional picture once again emerged in Baijiu's mind.

The speed of Cointreau's vehicle was calculated in Baijiu's mind.

All the vehicles that he saw when driving in the opposite direction just now appeared in Baijiu's mind.

Including several large trucks not far away.

"Vermouth, 15 degrees north."

Baijiu concentrated his attention and aimed intently.

"15° further east"

Remove wind resistance and humidity, as well as the deceleration inertia of passing vehicles, the driver's reaction and the force of glass blocking.

This is it!

At a distance of 200 yards, use the pistol as a sniper.

Although this is the first time that liquor has faced such a situation, it is common for liquor to rise to the challenge!

Baijiu raised his hand out of the window, aimed at an open space, and gently pressed the trigger with his finger.

"Although we have no hatred or grudges, we are still faced with the mission."

“Everyone is equal.”

"goodbye!"

"Peng!"

The bullet flew over the passenger seat, and the speeding truck braked suddenly when it saw the chaotic traffic ahead.

The bullet perfectly passed through the glass of a large truck, while dodging the driver who was thrown forward by inertia.

Just when Cointreau was about to close the glass!

The bullet grazed the edge of the glass and went straight into Cointreau's brain stem.

After a while, a loud noise was heard on the beach.

Soon, black smoke began to rise above the sky, flickering in the darkness.

"Huh, huh."

This assassination, which seemed like a formality, finally ended.

Cointreau and the five personnel were also caught up in the intrigue at the top.

Annihilated into endless darkness.

Even if you know who did it, you can't tell.

Baijiu and Vermouth are in this battle.

Like a chess piece on the Champagne and Jägermeister chessboard.

If Vermouth didn't have that relationship with "that adult".

Maybe there will be another ending.

Vermouth parked the car on the side of the road and sighed deeply.

After taking a few seconds to calm their breathing, they decided to abandon the car.

"There's already smoke, we have to leave!"

Baijiu deliberately said this to the Black Organization who were eavesdropping on the other side.

When I came to the back, I only saw the trunk and the license plate area.

There are a large number of eavesdropping devices, all embedded in the gaps.

Vermouth took out a lighter, lit the tissue in her hand and threw it towards the hood.

Soon a raging fire broke out and a violent explosion occurred.

"It doesn't matter. This kind of high-level assassination mission will be smoothed out for us by 'that master'."

"It's just that you will be criticized."

Vermouth picked up her phone and reported her work to "that adult".

"By the way, you've figured it out, right? Champagne directed and acted that out himself."

"Yeah, don't mess with this guy."

"They seem to be helping you, but in fact, they will abandon you immediately after they have used up all your remaining value."

"Like Cointreau, he's a poor fellow."

Baijiu recalled the scene of meeting Champagne that day in his heart.

I shivered involuntarily.

Before they knew it, they arrived in a forest.

The two couldn't help but feel a chill.

Vermouth couldn't help but lean towards Baijiu to the left, hugging Baijiu's arm and leaning on his warm arms.

"This crisis has finally been resolved."

Baijiu looked expressionless, but he was secretly delighted inside.

The little face flushed slightly.

"So you get nervous too, Vermouth."

Baijiu said in a sly tone, putting his coat on Vermouth.

"I don't."

"When it comes to saving a beautiful girl, you can't just be the hero."

"If I hadn't taken it back urgently, we would have walked into heaven hand in hand now." Vermouth said calmly.

"Come on, I'll carry you on my back as a reward for you saving my life."

Baijiu looked at Vermouth playfully, half squatting.

"I didn't come up here because I was tired. I just wanted to see you admit that you are a dog."

Vermouth said proudly.

“Okay, okay~~.”

Baijiu said in a gentle tone.

"You can't say that word again this time. I have been controlling my diet these past two days."

Vermouth placed her hands on Baijiu's neck, took out a dagger and playfully pressed it against Baijiu's throat.

"Of course I won't forget it."

I want to say something but I dare not. Baijiu complained silently, looking at the blade under his throat.

"I was going to ask Lafite, but now there's no need."

“Sometimes I don’t know whether Lafite is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.” Baijiu sighed.

"I don't know whether Lafite is stupid or not, but Vodka is really stupid."

Vermouth complained.

"Not necessarily. If Vodka is playing dumb, everyone will think he is a fool, but he turns out to be very smart."

Baijiu made a bold assumption.

"That only exists in theory. If he is really pretending, then his acting skills are comparable to those of an award-winning actor."

Vermouth sighed helplessly.

Inside a mysterious building.

"My Lord, Jundu is dead."

"The Woodpeckers and One-Eyed members recruited for this hunt are on the hunt."

"I have already sent the location to the FBI guys."

"It all depends on whether they can find her."

"But... you tell me, do we still need..."

"No need. If that's what you call a warning, then how do those who died feel about it?"

"I have to let her know what it feels like to go against me."

"But...are you really not afraid of "that adult"? "

"I have something on her, and we are using each other."

"She has a boyfriend who's a great sniper, so she should be able to do it."

"And I've met him. This guy seems pretty smart."

"So I don't think she's going to die."

"but!"

"If it happens again, she will be the second Cointreau."

11 pm.

Baijiu and Vermouth came to a hotel.

Vermouth wore Baijiu's coat, put on a fake beard, used Baijiu's fake identity card, and booked a room with a male voice.

And gave the waiter 50 yen as a hush money.

If someone asks, keep silent and ask him to delete the surveillance.

Baijiu was standing outside the door, observing his surroundings, resting his head on his arms.

Although the mission has been completed, Baijiu still feels that there is still a sense of crisis.

That is the international federal investigation into this hidden bomb.

They currently mistake Vermouth for Pramya.

"Am I thinking too much? Since Jundu is dead, everything should be fine."

Baijiu shook his head to calm himself down.

Ten minutes later, Vermouth sent a message.

"Come up, room 1005."

Inside the highway.

"Captain Furick, I think the car accident was caused by the Pramia. The car has been burned."

"Qiu Shi, find a hotel nearby immediately. She might have already gone to bed at this hour."

"Once you find anything, immediately notify other team members to investigate."

"We must find this female devil no matter what!"

"Yes!"

Baijiu yawned and followed Vermouth into the room.

"I'm used to living in a presidential room, so I'm a little uncomfortable living in a king-size bed room."

Baijiu stood outside the window, staring at the lights outside.

"Let's be tight on money for now."

Vermouth drew the curtains and turned on the bedside lamp.

Dim lights were shining in the house.

The two of them felt strong hormones rushing into their hearts.

The whole room suddenly became ambiguous.

The two held hands, and Vermouth pushed Baijiu to the wall. She put her hand on Baijiu's abdomen and looked at him teasingly.

"Would you like me to mix you a drink later?"

Vermouth hooked Baijiu's chin and supported her hands on Baijiu's hair.

Close to his ear, whispered softly.

"Stop joking, you're just teasing me."

"I have the will but not the courage to do it."

Baijiu's heart was pounding.

He stroked Vermouth's cheek, looked at her tenderly, and replied half-jokingly.

He took her hand and walked towards the glass.

"The most important thing is that now is not the time to take it lightly."

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing thoughtfully out the window.

"Don't worry, Baijiu, those people from the FBI."

"I've asked Jäger to send someone to notify them to go back."

"Boom."

Vermouth stood on tiptoe and kissed Baijiu on the side of his face.

She waved her hand, smiled charmingly, and spoke.

"I'm going to take a shower first, you should relax."

"Also, you can't come up here without taking a shower, or you can sleep with the toilet."

"Of course, keeping clean is also one of my strengths." Baijiu smiled embarrassedly.

Vermouth rubbed Baijiu's back gently.

After that, she took off her shoes, revealing her bare feet, and walked into the bathroom with her slender legs.

Three o'clock in the morning.

"squeak."

Suddenly, Baijiu opened his eyes and was awakened by the sound of a car parking downstairs.

He moved Vermouth's hand aside, sat up on the bed, and listened carefully.

"What's wrong?" Vermouth asked, holding Baijiu's wrist.

"It looks like a car has stopped outside."

Vermouth listened carefully.

"Boom boom boom!"

Baijiu gestured to Vermouth to look outside the glass.

I simply put on a coat.

He picked up the pistol under his pillow and walked quietly out the door.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."

The knocks and doorbells continued.

Baijiu was taking pictures of the door with his cell phone.

The scene before him almost frightened him to the ground.

A pupil full of murderous intent was staring intently.