Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Little Pink was leaning against the wall, peeking at the lift.

I originally wanted to disarm the trap, but when I fall, I can just fall sideways.

In the lounge just now, Brother Thick Eyebrows showed an evil smile, picked up a syringe with a highly poisonous substance beside him, and injected it into the wine bottle.

"Even elephants can be poisoned to death, I don't believe that Brother Cube can poison them to death!"

"Hey, hey, go to hell."

After a while, Brother Thick Eyebrows came to Brother Cube's door with wine.

"Dong dong dong."

"Please come in!"

Brother Thick Eyebrows held the wine containing poison in his arms, smiled gently, bent his body, and spoke politely.

"This is something your fans asked me to give you."

"But...I'm afraid of the alcohol." Just as Brother Cube finished speaking, his right hand began to shake uncontrollably again, even more violently than before.

"Okay! I guess I'd better accept it." He grabbed it, and sure enough, his right hand stopped shaking.

"Hey! Isn't it strange? This hand is really spiritual."

"Boom boom boom!"

"Teacher Cube, I'm leaving Little Pink and Thick Eyebrows in your care. This is the first time they play an important role, so please lead them well."

"Well, I see!"

"Hey!" Brother Cube immediately stopped smiling and said seriously.

"Please don't do anything stupid and embarrass me like you did during rehearsal!"

"I will certainly pay attention to that."

Brother Cube made a "tsk" sound.

"It turns out that you are only confident when answering questions. Your acting skills and talent are basically zero. I really can't understand how a guy like you can get on the stage."

"Go and get rid of this!" Brother Cube rolled his eyes in disdain.

he added.

"Because I quit drinking a long time ago!"

"Yes...I understand."

Brother Thick Eyebrows lowered his voice angrily and clenched his fists tightly.

In the storage room, Brother Brow poured the remaining poison into the wine glass that Brother Cube would drink during the performance later.

I can’t stand it anymore! It’s so long-winded! It’s so long-winded!

Seriously speaking, I could have played the main role a long time ago, but it was because of this old guy that I was being given so many difficult roles!

You should have noticed that the audience is already tired of your moldy acting!

Forget it. I will be the protagonist in the next performance anyway.

Theater auditorium, VIP viewing area.

Baijiu held two cups of ice cream milk tea and quickened his pace to come to Vermouth's side.

He plopped down on the sofa and couldn't help but let out an "Oh!"

"This sofa is so soft."

"Three parts sugar, ice?"

"Just right, I am very satisfied with this temperature."

Vermouth pinched Baijiu's face with her hands.

"Hmm~~" She opened her little mouth and sucked the milk tea, grabbing Baijiu's face.

"Sure enough, my facial cleanser works. You don't have oily skin anymore."

"It's getting more and more elastic."

"Alright, alright." He moved her wrist to one spot.

"What's the name of the play that's going to be performed later?"

Baijiu leaned his head closer and asked in a low voice.

"Masque."

"What is this? What a strange name."

Baijiu stared at Vermouth with his big eyes, confused.

"So there are things you don't know."

Vermouth lifted her legs and leaned back.

"What is it? Tell me quickly."

Baijiu scratched his upper brow, lowered his voice, and begged Vermouth.

"Say something nice and I'll tell you."

Vermouth turned her head and looked to the side, holding her chin with her hand, and said playfully.

Baijiu smiled indifferently, stretched out his arm, put his arm around her waist, leaned her into his arms, and gently grabbed her chin.

His affectionate eyes met hers.

"Looks like I have to control you."

"You seem to be a little bit against the Tian Gang, Baijiu."

Vermouth was about to fight back when she heard a "hush!" from behind.

"Be quiet, this is a place to experience art. Wait until the show is over before you can make noise, you little lovers."

An old man with hair as white as instant noodles was lecturing them.

"I'm sorry..." Vermouth apologized embarrassedly.

Indeed, the fight between the two just now caused quite a stir.

"Hey, who is that old guy?"

Baijiu covered his mouth and leaned close to Vermouth's ear and asked, his hot breath blowing on her ears.

“Nei’s national treasure artist.”

"Oh! No wonder."

Baijiu dragged out the last sound, and he pinched Vermouth's shoulders with both hands, kneading her arms.

"Masque is a type of drama popular in England before Shakespeare."

"As the name suggests, it means wearing a mask and performing a pantomime."

"The name of this play is called, The Triumph of Stupidity."

As soon as the words fell, the screen slowly pulled up.

The actors on stage each wore a different mask.

Brother Cube, who plays the role of the king, sits upright on the throne and whispers to the masked prince beside him.

Brother Cube looked at the dancing prince, gritting his teeth, his daughter's grievances constantly appearing in his mind.

Why was I deceived by such a frivolous man!

The prince turned his head, and the person who played the prince was Brother Thick Eyebrows!

He swapped roles with Little Pink.

He looked into the container of wine at the back and smiled meaningfully.

You said it yourself, if you could end your life on stage, it would be your wish come true.

Then I will help you! Make this wish come true!

Baijiu and Vermouth were staring at the stage intently and didn't notice anything.

After about 20 minutes, the play reached its climax.

The prince and the minister took up their swords and faced each other.

"Peng!"

"Shh!"

"Crack!"

The sound of swords clashing resounded in the dead silence.

The king, played by Cube, watched silently from the audience.

This guy is particularly agile today. Could it be that he is the type who will only show his true strength during a formal performance?

Good! Let's use this momentum and stab it with one sword!

On the stage, the pink-faced boy who plays the minister is gathering his strength.

If you don't show mercy, don't blame me no matter what happens! It was an accident!

The minister knocked the prince's sword away.

The prince knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

It's useless to beg for mercy now!

The minister held the hilt of the sword with both hands and stabbed the prince!

"Ah!" The prince fell to the ground, screaming.

"It's a good performance."

Baijiu covered his mouth and talked in a low voice with Vermouth.

"Indeed, I didn't expect that the acting skills of this group of new actors are still very good."

“Like really begging for mercy.”

"He's just as dead as ever."

The minister raised his sword into the air, laughed loudly towards the sky, and kept backing away, accompanied by a flash of lightning!

"Peng!"

The Minister disappears above the stage.

The power from the lift surged through his entire body.

"Wow! The sound and special effects are really realistic."

The king looked at the motionless prince and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

This is what it means when evil is punished!

He took the container of poison and poured it into the glass.

He held the glass in his hand, shook it, and drank it all in one gulp.

"what!!"

He also let out a scream, his fingers twitched, and every vein in his body was performing, and his performance was superb.

"Who plays the king? His acting is so good."

"He seems to be a washed-up actor, but he is also a veteran actor."

As the snowflakes fell, the screen slowly moved downwards.

The malice hidden under the mask has officially ended.

There was deafening applause from the audience.

"Not bad, not bad, the acting is quite good."

"Come on, let's go eat."

Baijiu stood up and reached out to support Vermouth.

"No, I'm a little full from drinking."

"Really? Bird stomach?"

Baijiu patted her belly gently, squeezing the flesh with his hands.

"Hey! What are you doing? There are so many people watching, and it's time to end the show!"

Vermouth pinched Baijiu's thigh with her hand.

Baijiu shuddered.

"Hey, you're not really a masochist, are you?"

"I have an egg."

"You should say one less thing."

Baijiu hissed and pinched the back of her neck.

"Well, I think you want to go shopping."

"I've seen through your thoughts a long time ago."

Vermouth chuckled.

"It's just one of the reasons, thanks to someone who called me fat when I was in England."

"Otherwise I won't be able to control——."

"Um!?"

Baijiu gently put the puff bread into her mouth.

"Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Have you contacted Kaito Kid privately?"

"Why are you acting like a thief now?"

Vermouth ate slowly like a kitten.

"Shh! It's a secret."

"Secrets make a man more manly."

(In fact, Baijiu had been hiding under a chair nearby using a fake vision.)

"Don't imitate my lines, kid!"

"It's 2:. This is an awkward time."

Baijiu changed the subject, looking down at his watch and said.

"You can eat the remaining half."

Vermouth handed him the puff.

"I don't want to hear that you won't go shopping with me because you don't have the energy."

hateful......

You still saw through me...