Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Open the door quickly!! We are officially arresting you as an accomplice of "Pramya"!!!"

Long scratch marks appeared on the door one after another.

If we keep wasting time like this, once they get the room card, they will definitely take coercive measures to enter directly!

Baijiu pushed the table to the door and used all the usable items to block the door.

"Keng!"

Suddenly, the liquor heard the sound of being loaded and danced rapidly.

In an instant, he stepped on the table, jumped upwards, and grabbed the lampshade above with both hands.

"Oh fah fah! It's so hot!!"

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

Dozens of bullets were fired from outside the door.

According to the trajectory of the ballistic missile, Baijiu pointed out that the target area was the heart and abdomen.

Baijiu immediately took advantage of the situation and wailed in pain.

"Ah!!! It hurts so much!!!"

"You must be pretending, Baijiu."

Vermouth said calmly, but her tone still contained a hint of hesitation.

"Of course, there's no way I would make such a stupid mistake."

After saying that, he swung from the lampshade and jumped into the bed beside him, grabbing the rope that Vermouth had just used.

Sliding the lighter, lighting two pillows and making a long three-pointer.

It fell perfectly onto the table outside the door and exploded with the circuit after a while.

Baijiu loosened his hands, slid down smoothly, and then tightly grasped the rope in his palms.

"Cool!!"

He leaned forward, extending his arm in trust, while throwing the blade upward.

Cut the ropes so that the Federation cannot detect which floor they are on.

Vermouth held the liquor tightly in both hands, gritted her teeth, pushed the bottom of the wall with her feet, and pulled backwards.

Veins popped out on his face and arms as he spoke in a low voice.

"If you dare to let go! I will kill you!!"

"No, sister...why would I let go?"

Baijiu pushed his legs upward, and at the same time, he used his abdomen to support himself on the windowsill with his hands.

He rushed into the room, but rushed straight towards Vermouth.

I don't know if it was a mistake or intentional.

Baijiu supported his arms on both sides of Vermouth's head, and the two looked at each other, their eyes revealing endless love.

"I'll count to three. Come down quickly. Don't you know how heavy you are?"

There was a flash of disdain in Vermouth's eyes, and she scanned the room from head to toe, checking to see if Baijiu was injured.

"Why are you acting like a monitor? You're standing there like an NPC."

Baijiu joked, covering his mouth and laughing, accidentally hitting his funny bone.

Suddenly, he sensed a hint of murderous intent, and out of the corner of his eye he noticed that Vermouth was staring at the liquor.

He quickly stood up, immediately changed his expression to a serious one, and changed the subject.

"When will the Jäger gang arrive?"

Baijiu opened the door wide and looked left and right to observe the direction.

"They arrived in about an hour. Those guys blocked all calls except theirs."

Vermouth put away her phone and went outside.

Although there were many floors between us, I could still hear the loud noise coming from upstairs.

At this time, the ringing of the fire bell woke up the tenants living here from their sleep.

The bug that Baijiu had attached to the man was also destroyed.

"It's just right. We can use this group of people to retreat."

Baijiu looked at the guest coming out of the guest room with a happy expression.

Everyone looked sleepy and panic-stricken.

"But when we get to the third floor, let's go down from the south."

"I remember there is a garbage dump and green belt over there, which can provide some relief."

Vermouth rested his chin on Baijiu's shoulder, also observing the surroundings, and said indifferently

"Indeed, judging by their approach, it is very likely that they have set up checkpoints on the first or second floor."

"Just now there was a man who looked as ugly as Cohen. Remember my face clearly."

"Let's go while there are still many people here. They will rush down soon."

Vermouth put the hat on her head and pulled Baijiu's wrist and walked towards the safe passage.

"No, go right."

"Respond to ever-changing situations by remaining constant!" Baijiu said seriously.

Vermouth lowered her eyes slightly, revealed a smile, trusted Baijiu without hesitation, and walked to the right.

As expected, there was no one from the FBI in the right channel.

They came to the third floor, and Belmode opened the ventilation window of the passage, half-crouched, and stepped on the external exhaust fan.

He swiftly and lightly raised his toes and jumped into a water pipe on one side. Holding the pipe tightly with both hands, he slid down.

He leaned forward, put his toes lightly on the trash can, raised his forehead and looked upward.

Vermouth checked the message.

[We're almost there, please hold on a little longer, I'm really sorry. - Jägermeister]

"Who knows if you did it on purpose or by accident." Vermouth muttered to herself, very dissatisfied.

It seems that I'd better do the stealing missions myself in the future, as I can no longer trust my most loyal informant.

Vermouth thought silently in her heart and hid in the bushes nearby.

At this moment, a federal agent happened to walk over from the side and looked at Vermouth.

"Don't move! Report to me--"

Vermouth smiled contemptuously and prepared to throw the blade aside.

Baijiu made a Taishan meteorite drop, and leaped into the air like a tiger, caught Vermouth's blade, and stabbed it towards the investigator's kidney with his hand.

He pulled him in front of him and put his pistol and the magazine in his pocket.

Firing towards the kidney on the other side, the sound of the gunshot quickly attracted the attention of other agents.

"Vermouth! Go find a car first, I'll delay you for now."

"Besides, I've already exposed the gunfire."

Baijiu knew clearly that if they ran away now.

Then these agents will definitely continue to pursue us.

The group of people sent by Jäger will delay and not take action.

In order to avoid future troubles, Baijiu has to do this on purpose.

I saw a group of agents rushing towards Baijiu, and Baijiu took out a pistol and hid in a blind corner.

Delaying for 5 minutes!

Baijiu pricked up his ears and listened to the footsteps, only to hear a burst of footsteps getting closer and closer.

Baijiu used the reflection of the mobile phone screen to observe the back.

I saw a young man who seemed to have just reached adulthood, approaching the liquor with a determined look in his eyes.

After thinking for a moment, Baijiu moved behind him in an instant.

Dodging the trajectory of bullets, holding a knife to his neck and a gun to his head.

"Don't move! If you dare to have any idea or action, the child's life will be in danger!!"

"Put down your gun! Call your person in charge!"

The people in front of Baijiu were unmoved, they stood there in a daze, whispering, ready to take forceful action at any time.

"Didn't you hear me tell you to call the person in charge over?!" Baijiu drove towards the ugly man.

The bullet scraped his ear, instantly removing a layer of skin.

It wasn't a mistake, it was a deliberate miss.

After a while, Frick came over, threw the gun to the ground, and signaled others to leave immediately.

He came to Baijiu alone and looked at him with a resolute expression.

"Can we release this child now?"

"Come here, I have something to tell you. Ask them to evacuate to the side."

Frick picked up the intercom and repeated Baijiu's words in a sonorous and powerful voice.

The others evacuated as requested, and Baijiu removed the gun and knife from the young man and threw them to the ground.

Then he pushed him aside.

Suddenly, he grabbed Frick's chest.