Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Vodka is like a black booger.

Falling rapidly in the air.

"Vermouth! Do you have an extra parachute?!"

Baijiu said anxiously.

"Fortunately, I prepared one in advance."

Vermouth handed the parachute in her hand to Baijiu.

"As for how careful you are, it depends on you. You have to be more careful with Vodka in the future."

Baijiu took out a dagger and cut the line supporting the parachute. He pressed his arms against the seams of his trousers and fell diagonally like a meteor.

Vodka, vodka.

Let me tell you, if you are not stupid, you are quite smart.

Baijiu made some rough but reasonable complaints.

But what is more worthy of his complaints is that in this situation.

Vodka's hat and sunglasses are surprisingly not lost!

Science, too much science.

The body of the liquor is relatively light, and with the help of the wind, it sways in an S shape.

Although it is rather voluptuous, the effect is significant and it quickly approaches that of vodka.

Baijiu reached out and tried to hook Vodka's hand.

"If you want to live, come closer!!"

"Harder!!"

"coming!!!"

The two held hands and looked into each other's eyes.

Baijiu frowned, pouted his lips, looked away, and showed a look of disgust.

The image that kept appearing in my mind was a pair of big KISS ME eyes under the Vodka sunglasses.

"puff!!"

The parachute opened, and Baijiu held Vodka in his arms in the same position as Vermouth, with a look of despair on his face.

"Thank you....thank you, white wine."

"Am I... holding you back too much..."

"Whether it will be a hindrance or not is a question we'll discuss later. After all, these are all uncontrollable factors."

Baijiu said tactfully.

"But you, you better thank Vermouth!"

"If she hadn't had a spare parachute, I think you'd be dead by now."

"No, mud."

"You owe me and Vermouth a favor now~~~"

Baijiu said in a leisurely and lazy tone.

"I will try my best to repay you."

Vodka said in an honest and simple tone.

"Hey! Please don't be so careless and stupid. For us, it will be the greatest reward."

"No, for the organization."

The parachute hung next to the tree branch, and everyone landed smoothly on the ground, looking around.

"Peng!!"

There was a loud bang not far away, and thick black smoke soon came out.

"Vodka, you weren't on autopilot?"

"It's open. It won't explode automatically."

Vodka held his chin and analyzed it in a serious manner.

"There seems to be a port ahead, but I don't know what organization attacked us."

"But judging by his appearance and skin color, he looks like he's from Mexico."

Vermouth added.

"Hey! Do you know what organization they are?"

Baijiu put the muzzle of the gun against the back of Kant's head and questioned.

"I... I don't know anything. They just told me to go to their headquarters to develop drugs."

Kant stammered.

"What kind of medicine are you developing?" Vermouth asked.

"About...about the elixir of life. They said...their boss is now seriously ill and asked me to go...to Mexico."

It's really Mexico.

Suddenly, Baijiu seemed to have thought of something and glanced at Vermouth beside him.

Can you tell his country by his appearance and skin color?

"It should be the Scorpion Organization, the largest drug cartel in Mexico. Their characteristics are that they wear masks, have dark skin, and look like typical Latin Americans."

Vermouth said nonchalantly.

It seems that I was overthinking it.

"The organization is still cooperating with them. It should be internal strife."

"After all, every powerful empire begins to collapse from within."

Vermouth said with a hint of meaning.

"At this point, I think we can only go back by ship."

Baijiu rested his head on his arms, looked ahead, and said comfortably.

"Indeed, there must be some Scorpion people nearby." Vodka echoed.

"correct!"

Baijiu suddenly thought of something, turned around, looked at Kant, and felt his whole body up and down, as if looking for something.

"Hey...what are you doing?" Kant curled up and laughed because the white wine touched his itchy spot.

"Have they installed it? Eavesdropping devices and transmitters and the like."

Vermouth came over and stood beside Baijiu's shoulder, supporting herself on her knees and tilting her head.

Looking at Baijiu and the wounds of all sizes on his body, her eyes were filled with heartache, and she gently wiped the wound on his face with her thumb.

"You've been injured so many times recently. I'll ask if there's a medical room on the ship later."

"It's okay. Didn't I tell you that if you do this job, you have to endure the hardships of this job?"

"This little injury is nothing."

Baijiu looked at Vermouth with a healing expression.

"Eh? What is this?"

Baijiu took the USB drive from his arms, put it in his palm and looked at it.

"This... this is all our confidential information. The theory and process of eliminating colds, as well as the medicine, are all recorded in it."

"At the same time, the specific anti-aging drugs and production processes are also recorded in detail."

"This contains the hard work of all the elites in Nishitama."

"If it falls into the wrong hands, it will be a great loss to humanity!"

"Then why did you put everything in the USB drive? Shouldn't such important things be kept separate?"

Baijiu asked the question in confusion.

"Because... this is the backup. In order to extract this, they killed a large number of outstanding scientific researchers and blew up--"

"Okay, these are not what we should ask. We just need to bring him back to the organization."

Vermouth stopped his endless stream of words.

"Moreover, the emergence of this stupid drug will only reveal an even more selfish and ugly human nature."

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

There was a loud noise coming from a yacht in the distance.

They arrived at a double-decker ship, which was extremely luxurious in structure.

"Vodka, the task of driving the boat and taking care of Kant is left to you."

Vermouth stood on tiptoe and rummaged through the cupboards, looking for a medical kit.

"What are you looking for?"

"Have you seen the medical kit?"

"You are hurt?"

Vermouth ignored him.

"Look for the second floor. Usually, ships of this structure will have medical kits on the second floor."

"You're still of some use, Vodka."

"Can you help me with the treatment? I can't hook my back."

"In the next life."

Vermouth left Vodka's sight without even looking back.

"What the hell, Vermouth is really biased."

Vodka muttered to himself.

"Hiss! Ah, it hurts, it hurts."

Baijiu kept taking in a breath of cool air, as waves of tingling sensations continued to sweep through his body.

"Deserved it."

"Since you are in this line of work, you have to endure the hardships of this line of work."

Vermouth deliberately imitated Baijiu's tone and spoke jokingly in a low voice.

"Oh, okay, okay, I have to package myself in front of outsiders."

"Oh? So you were just pretending before?"

"Oh, how is that possible? My acting skills must be too good."

"Besides, are you the kind of superficial, gullible woman?"

Baijiu raised his eyebrows and said in a sly tone.

"I don't know about that. Maybe you have fooled me."

Vermouth put her hands on Baijiu's chest, caressing him, and leaning against the side of his face, looking at Baijiu affectionately and indifferently.

Feeling each other's hot souls.

Baijiu smiled helplessly, turned his head suddenly, held her face with both hands, put their noses together, and kneaded her watery and delicate face.

"Have you had enough fun?" Vermouth rolled her eyes.

When the two were about to get close, Baijiu seemed to think of something.

"Okay, I'm leaving first."

Baijiu slowly stood up and patted Vermouth's hair with his palm.

Because he knew in his heart that Vermouth was experiencing the same difficulties as he was.

"You take a nap. I'll go keep an eye on the vodka. I don't quite trust this guy."

"Are you still coming?"

Vermouth lay on the bed, hugging a pillow, shaking her slender legs, and looking at Baijiu seductively.

"of course."

Baijiu poked Vermouth's face with his hand, then went downstairs with his hands in his pockets.

Baijiu was just about to open the door when he heard rapid breathing and the sound of someone pressing on the floorboards from inside.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

“Oh!! Oh!! Oh!!”

“It feels so good!!”

There came a philosophical voice from within.

"No?! Vodka what are you doing!!!"