Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Vermouth clenched her fist and hit the woman on the forehead.

"Peng!"

The woman suddenly felt dizzy, staggered backwards, and her vision became blurred.

"what!"

Vermouth felt a huge pain in her heart and her knees fell to the floor, clutching her chest in pain.

Vermouth pulled out the poison needle inserted into her arm, and some venom flowed out of the needle, dripping onto the floor.

She raised her arm high and inserted the remaining venom into the woman's arm in one go, injecting it all into her body.

The experienced Vermouth sucked the toxin at the injection site with her mouth and then spit it out.

However, the poison was too strong.

Vermouth's vision became increasingly darker, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat. She pounded her abdomen hard and pinched herself with her hands.

The sound of white wine could be heard from the headset from time to time.

"Vermouth?! Vermouth? What's wrong with you?!"

"What happened?"

She blinked hard and searched the woman's arms.

Just bet on whether she has the antidote.

Vermouth glanced at the bracelet beside her from time to time, muttering to herself.

"If there is no antidote...we will die together..."

Sure enough, there was an antidote hidden in the pocket. Vermouth used her last bit of consciousness to inject the antidote into her neck.

Then he picked up the dagger and cut a wound on his arm, which was neither deep nor shallow, and was about 15 centimeters long.

The purpose is to cheer myself up.

She bit the coat in her mouth, trying not to make any sound.

"Hu, hu, hu."

She was breathing rapidly and her heart was pounding.

Gradually, Vermouth's vision began to become clear.

The hazy eyes became clear.

Breathing in big gulps of air.

I had a close call experience.

When she looked forward at the woman, her eyes were already bloodshot and she had lost consciousness.

Two streaks of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his numb and lifeless eyes stared at the ceiling.

Vermouth hid the six of them in the toilet.

"Really? Stacked Humans"

She gathered her clothes and picked up her suitcase.

He wrapped his coat around his arm to act as a bandage to stop the bleeding, and wiped the dripping blood off the ground.

He spoke in a calm and soothing tone.

"Something just happened, but it's nothing serious. I got the box in my hands."

Baijiu snorted coldly.

"Your statement is no less credible than your statement that you are a man."

"You mean the box?" Baijiu frowned slightly.

"I have one here too." Baijiu said doubtfully, picking up the box in his hand and checking it.

"You have it too? That's weird..."

Vermouth took a deep breath and pursed her lips in thought.

"Let's meet first and talk about it. From what you said, I feel that what I have in my hand may not be the real one."

“Hey!! That’s not right!!”

Baijiu suddenly realized.

"No matter whether it is true or not, just hand the boxes to him and be done with it. There is no need to think so much about it."

"Champagne said to give him the boxes, but he didn't say how many boxes."

OK, this damn champagne, I knew it wasn’t that simple.

Vermouth was filled with resentment and couldn't help but clench her fists.

The white wine tore away the indelible blood stains on the sleeves with bare hands.

He put it in his pocket, moved sideways, put his ear against the door, and listened carefully to the situation outside.

The noise outside made Baijiu unable to hear what was happening outside the door.

He held the door handle, took a deep breath, showed a determined look, pried the lock with his fingers, and pushed the door open.

He changed direction instantly, unconventionally, and rolled to the side.

Sure enough, he took the bait!

A strong man was holding the hilt of a knife.

Poke straight down in the direction just now.

The power is amazing.

If the liquor was a second later.

Maybe I can meet my grandmother face to face.

"Hand over the box!!!"

One of them had a dark complexion, I don't know if it was from the tan or was natural.

He held a blade in his hand and attacked the liquor in a very imposing manner.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

Baijiu raised the box with both hands to block his attacks again and again.

"Hey Hey hey."

"There are so many boxes, why did you only take mine?"

"Do you think I'm stupid? Don't take what's in front of you, take what's far away! Besides!"

"I've sent our accomplices to get the other two boxes!!"

"Where is it?" Baijiu continued to ask.

"Fuck! You dare to play tricks on me! I'm going to kill you!"

The black guy realized later that he had been tricked!

"Don't shout so loudly."

Baijiu knelt on the ground and slid.

She slid it between his legs, then quickly stood up from behind him and pushed him with the toe of her shoe.

That was his most fatal and vulnerable part!

"what!!!"

He wailed in pain, covering his hands.

Then Baijiu stretched out his long legs, drawing a perfect circle with himself as the center point, tripping Heige's ankle.

He fell down uncontrollably, and the blade in his hand stabbed into his heart.

"puff!"

The ground was suddenly stained with blood.

"Oh..." Baijiu tilted his head.

At the same time, the door of the carriage on the other side slowly opened, and seven or eight men with machetes stared at Baijiu.

A man with a mustache who seemed to be their eldest brother.

Baijiu was stunned, blinked, and pointed his finger upwards.

They happened to be under the surveillance camera, and every move they made with the knife was recorded. They hurriedly put the knife back into their clothes.

The liquor took advantage of this gap to slip away, standing on tiptoe and jumping around in the train.

Smoke filled at least three carriages.

Baijiu heard the footsteps of the pursuers from behind and the gradually clearer vision, so he quickened his pace.

Come to the connection between the eleventh and twelfth carriages.

He ran into the car, breathing in deep gulps of fresh air.

Looking around, thinking of a strategy in my mind.

Hey! I have a plan!

Suddenly, an idea struck me and I came up with a brilliant idea!

He came to a man with sparse hair, who looked to be around 28 years old.

He was wearing a green hat and was reading a men's magazine intently, his eyes revealing fascination.

Baijiu put his hands on his waist and spoke to the man seriously.

"call out."

Baijiu whistled softly, signaling the man.

"What's wrong, bro?"

The man stared at the liquor with his confused little eyes.

"Do you want to earn 5 yen easily?"

Baijiu covered her mouth and whispered to the man.

After looking around, he quietly put the magazine aside, sat up straight, became interested in the liquor, and handed it to her with a wink.

His eyes unconsciously looked downwards, he smiled philosophically, and spoke slowly.

"You mean... you want to pick me up?"

He raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively.

"........."

"........."

Silence is Cambridge tonight, and Baijiu is dumbfounded.

I don't know where I said wrong.

That's why this man said such explosive words.

Vermouth's laughter came from the action headset.

Vermouth’s weird and funny moments have increased again.

Baijiu cleared his throat, frowned, and replied seriously.

"........."

"No."

"Oh, hahaha, I'm just kidding."

It is recommended that 10 fake moves in three seconds be included in the teaching materials of film schools.

"What's wrong? What do you need?"

Baijiu whispered, deliberately turning off the action headset.

Keeping Vermouth on suspense.

A few minutes later, a crowd of people rushed over.

Seeing Baijiu's familiar coat, the man with a mustache immediately asked people to surround him and came to Baijiu in an oppressive atmosphere.

"I caught you, brat! It's time to return the box to us!"

The man with a mustache put his arm on the man's shoulder and said provocatively.

"Huh? You got the wrong person."

It was the man from before. He exchanged coats with Baijiu and looked up at the mustache man with a look of surprise.

"Do you want to pick me up too?"

"Damn it! Damn it! Turn back immediately!"

The mustached man was furious, and in front of many passengers, he searched the smoke-filled carriage.

"You have such a sexy voice."

"Oh, this walking posture is also very elegant."

He licked his lips excitedly.

The man shook his head helplessly.

Seeing this, Baijiu immediately picked up the box and ran into the carriage.