Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Baijiu walked around the train with confidence, as if he had taken stimulants.

When he arrived at the twelfth carriage, Baijiu noticed a suspicious woman at first sight.

Her eyes were wandering and she sat in the chair with a look of being troubled.

Her two strong calves can shake an average of 10 times per second!

The facial features are very different and the gap is huge.

Although she is a woman, she gives people a strong sense of surprise and a sense of? ........uncanny valley effect?

I don't know whose funeral was held on the train.

Although the world now emphasizes diversity, openness and inclusiveness.

But...it's too creepy. I guess this guy doesn't know how to wear makeup.

Baijiu went to the sales counter nearby and bought a bottle of Pulse Jing drink and four packs of Little Bear instant noodles and put them in his arms.

Under the pretext of getting food from far away, he jumped up while looking down at the sales counter.

"Sir, if you want anything, just tell me."

"Okay, but there's nothing here that I want."

He half opened the lid of his drink and looked at the two playful kids in front of the woman, and a picture emerged in his mind.

The liquor was poured slowly and steadily, with the lid screwed to the point where it would spill at the slightest touch, while he kept observing the movements of the two children.

On average, every 5-6 seconds, one of the kids will use an elbow to hit the other kid.

Baijiu muttered to himself that they were about to arrive at the destination, and sure enough!

The kid was just as Baijiu had imagined, and the casting action before the elbow strike happened to hit Baijiu's back.

Baijiu bent his knees naturally and fell forward. The lid of the drink fell off on the way to the ground, and the full bottle of drink splashed directly towards the woman.

As the liquor fell to the ground, it immediately sniffed with its dog-like nose and discovered a strong chemical fiber smell emanating from the woman's hair.

There's no doubt about it, this is a wig.

“Ah…it hurts…”

The white wine had an intimate contact with the floor, leaving a red mark above the bridge of the nose.

He helped her up slowly and saw that the woman had indeed removed all her makeup.

The round nose turned into a hooked nose, the almond eyes turned into dead fish eyes, the thin and tender lips turned into dry thick lips, and a sharp and prickly beard appeared.

"I'm...I'm sorry. Are you okay, ma'am?"

In a trance, Baijiu noticed that there was a suitcase hidden at his right foot, blocked by a black bag.

She didn't speak, or perhaps she couldn't speak! Because once she spoke, she would expose herself.

"Sir! We don't need your compensation. She has autism and can't speak well. We will just pretend that nothing happened this time."

Said the two burly men beside her, who seemed to be his bodyguards.

“Oh…I see.”

Just as Baijiu was preparing to take further action, the smoke sensor in the car next to him emitted an unearthly siren sound.

The flight attendants rushed over there one after another, and many passengers looked up at that direction, half-standing to check.

"stare!"

I don't know whose things fell to the ground, but I heard a crisp sound of them landing.

A cylindrical unidentified object rolled under Baijiu's feet, and suddenly, a large amount of fog was emitted.

"Sorry! Sorry! I accidentally dropped my things."

Baijiu seized this rare and once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, regardless of who did it intentionally or deliberately.

He grabbed the box, held it in his hand, and took out a highly poisonous pen from his bosom, ready to poison him to death with the help of the cover of the fog.

At this moment, Baijiu felt a burst of hurried footsteps coming towards him from both sides. He quickly turned sideways and did a backflip in the air to avoid the collision.

"Crack!!" The sound of poking the watermelon twice.

Amid the pungent chemical smell, Baijiu vaguely smelled blood, and a few drops of unknown liquid sprayed on Baijiu's face.

"Uh-huh!"

Amid the coughing of the crowd, Baijiu vaguely heard a series of cries for help from people covering their mouths and the sound of water dripping from a pipe.

The experienced Baijiu immediately realized what was going on! That is, the two bodyguards who protected him were killed! All of this was done on purpose!

Baijiu didn't have time to worry about Pete. He ran in the foggy carriage with the box in his hand, hid in the toilet and locked the door.

He was breathing heavily and looking at himself in the mirror. His whole body was stained with blood. He couldn't go out and see people in this state.

Baijiu hurriedly washed the blood off his hands and clothes with water and contacted Vermouth.

At this time, Vermouth was going through a fierce battle.

Let’s go back to ten minutes ago.

After searching in vain, Vermouth turned her attention to another direction.

With such important confidential documents, Pitt would not easily hold them in his hands or hide them in a place visible to the naked eye.

This is also why Baijiu stood up to check just now.

Vermouth cast her eyes towards the sales counter. She hooked her sunglasses with her little finger and spoke to the conductor in a gentle and charming voice.

"Hello, is the hot water here broken? Why is there no water?"

Vermouth pretended to be pitiful and spoke to the salesperson in a coquettish manner.

"Okay, okay, I'll go check it out for you."

The fascinated salesperson hurried over to observe.

Seeing this, Vermouth immediately walked into the sales counter alone and saw the suitcase hidden at the bottom at a glance.

She hooked her hand and put it in a dead corner, took off her coat, threw it over there, and kicked the chair beside her with the sole of her shoe.

The clothes and chair perfectly conceal the suitcase.

Vermouth was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. She walked slowly to the salesperson, supported her knees with her hands, and looked at him seductively.

"Okay... okay, I've fixed it for you."

The salesperson stared at Vermouth, swallowing his saliva with a perverted look on his face.

"Um...can I have your contact information?" The salesperson looked at Vermouth with lustful eyes and was about to touch her.

Vermouth kicked the man straight to the ground with a straight hook kick.

"Peng!"

Make a violent noise.

"Ma'am, what happened?"

The conductor on the side hurried over to check the situation.

"Please take good care of your staff. They are trying to do something bad to a weak woman like me."

"Forehead........"

The conductor looked at the unconscious salesperson and the cool Vermouth, and fell into deep thought, his brain on standby.

"We will definitely strengthen management, please rest assured."

Vermouth put on her coat without looking back and walked forward.

“I hope you can keep your word.”

She took advantage of the blind spot in her vision and put the suitcase into her abdomen, blocking her view with her body and the wall.

While walking in the carriage, Vermouth knocked out a man who was leaning against the door.

Stick the fake beard prepared in your pocket on your chin.

Holding the hat brought by Baijiu in her arms, she was about to walk into the train restaurant in front.

From time to time, I used the reflection in the glass to check the situation behind me.

Suddenly, she felt hurried footsteps behind her and took a quick step forward to avoid the surveillance camera's sight.

Vermouth did a backflip on the wall to avoid the attacks of five unidentified men.

Vermouth raised her palm and chopped it into their necks.

There was no noise and no violent vibration.

Deeply influenced by white wine.

Demonstrated her amazing fighting ability.

Suddenly, a guy came out from the toilet!

A woman holding a syringe with a poison needle rushed straight towards Vermouth.

All the poison needles pierced into Vermouth's arms.

"Die!!!"