Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

inside the carriage.

"Yukiko, although you are trying to trick us."

"But the odds against you guys—"

"Of course we have a chance of winning!" Yukiko interrupted Vermouth: "Because Shinichi, he has found your weakness, Sara."

Vermouth raised her upper eyebrow and said gently: "Because we are friends, that's why you think so."

"I can't possibly attack you, right?" Vermouth deliberately looked aggrieved and pouted her watery lips.

"However, in a sense, our relationship is not that close, even close to strangers."

"Don't be so heartless, Sarah." Yukiko pursed her lips.

She said softly, "Shinichi and that child became children."

At that moment, Yukiko raised her eyes and asked, "Is it because you took the medicine? You and your friends don't know about this yet?"

"As long as you focus your search on elementary school students, it is only a matter of time before you discover their existence."

Yukiko's blue eyes stared deeply at Vermouth: "Shinichi once said that you would hide the truth that they took medicine and turned into children."

"I think something must have happened to you."

Vermouth did not respond and maintained her mysterious smile.

"And there's this person called Itakura Taku." Yukiko lowered the brim of her hat.

When Vermouth heard this, her brows furrowed and her smile disappeared instantly.

"You still remember him, right? He's a guy who works in special visual effects for movies, and he's a CG founder who's very close to our actress."

"I heard that you ordered some kind of software from him."

"When Shinichi heard it, he was shocked."

Yukiko stretched out her finger, put it to her lips, and recalled: "I remember that it was spread among the actors."

"You and him had an argument over a movie, and now you are like fire and water."

She raised her forehead and blinked her eyes that sparkled like sapphires: "But if it's you, I guess you must have changed your voice beforehand."

"I just commissioned him to make something, right? The software that had to be ordered no matter what. Is it related to the fact that you concealed the fact that Shinichi and the others turned into children?"

"throat!"

Vermouth loaded the pistol, raised it, and aimed it at her forehead: "Yukiko! That's enough!"

She looked serious, with murderous intent in her eyes: "You'd better stop it quickly!"

"I've seen through your joke-like tactics!"

Yukiko raised her hands in panic, her mature cleavage instantly revealed, and the corners of her eyes curved into crescent shapes.

Waving his wrist: "Fighting...? What are you talking about."

Vermouth made a disdainful "tsk" sound, and her eyes gradually became sharp.

He tilted his head slightly. “If she’s already on the train and discovered our presence, then this is what she’ll do.”

"There will only be one!" Vermouth raised her voice.

A strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "She will take the antidote for that drug and temporarily return to her original appearance."

"If she still looks like a child and is accidentally killed and her body is found on the train."

"Her companions would cry for her and cause a commotion."

Vermouth raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically, "As long as she temporarily returns to her original body, even if her corpse is discovered by her companions."

"For kids who are used to seeing dead bodies."

"She was just a female corpse that I met once."

"Her friends are only worried about her sudden disappearance."

"After killing her, the organization may no longer pay attention to the actions of those children." Vermouth shrugged.

"but."

Vermouth said coldly: "Your little boy, or that Professor Agasa, would probably find it unbelievable too."

"They will never be able to tell you that the woman's body is what Shirley really looked like before she turned into a child."

Vermouth's eyebrows tightened and her eyes narrowed: "Yes, you must have predicted that she would most likely take this action."

"So I plan to protect her before she swallows the medicine."

"After protecting her, you planned to disguise yourself as her original appearance and pretend to be killed by us in order to deceive our organization."

The muzzle of Vermouth's gun gradually approached Yukiko's face, and slowly, she was forced into a corner.

"You haven't finished yet. Your room doesn't hide that woman, that means up to now."

"You haven't even succeeded in protecting her yet."

Yukiko hurriedly explained with a smile, and said in a sweet voice: "What are you talking about?"

"Didn't you just throw my suitcase out the window?"

"You...you also saw the suitcase, right? There weren't any disguise tools in it..."

Yukiko wiped the sweat from her cheeks and scratched her face.

Vermouth smiled faintly and closed her eyes: "Before I throw it away."

He glared at her suddenly: "I've already dealt with the other things first!"

"Peng!"

"Ah?" Yukiko was startled by the sudden sound. She held the brim of her hat with both hands and shrank her petite body to the side.

Vermouth held onto the armrest of the cabinet: "You are so timid."

"You're older than me."

She opened the door of the closet, revealing a smooth, translucent mirror: "I also have the costume props hidden in the closet."

"The bulletproof vest that had been pre-installed with fake blood bags was also lost."

Yukiko continued to explain in a half-voice, "But, but, since you haven't found the child yet."

"That means we're evenly matched, doesn't it?"

"Really?" Vermouth wiped the corner of her lips: "You don't need to worry."

She pulled her phone out of her pocket and said, "We are ready to let her sacrifice herself."

"Ding!"

She pressed a button on her phone.

The device hidden in the deceased's car began to emit clouds of choking smoke, and soon the room was dim.

outside the hallway.

Lao Zhan helped Mr. Anton up, patted his back and consoled him: "Mr. Anton, leave the rest to the police."

"I understand how you feel." Lao Zhan said heavily and handed him a cigarette from his pocket.

"Hey!" The rich lady covered her mouth and pointed behind her: "What...what's going on? What is that cigarette?"

"Wait a minute!" Baijiu and Bourbon said in unison.

"Let's go check the situation!"

Baijiu opened the door wide, showing a very realistic acting skill, and looked at everyone in horror: "Fire...fire!"

Bourbon yelled, "Everyone! Hurry up and take shelter in the carriage ahead!"

Suddenly, the passengers in the corridor fled in panic.

"Don't worry about me, let me die here." Mr. Anton said calmly.

Old Zhan grabbed Mr. Anton by the collar and slapped him in the face: "You have neither the right to deprive others of their lives nor the right to deprive yourself of your own life!"

"You still have a chance! Admit your mistakes, come out with the faith of your wife and daughter, and live a good life!"

"Come to me when the time comes, and I'll arrange a job for you."

Mr. Anton stood there in a daze, staring at Old Zhan blankly.

"Alright! Alright! Run!" the rich lady patted them both.

"Hey! What are you daydreaming about?!" Old Zhan couldn't stand it anymore and lifted Mr. Anton onto his shoulder like a figurine.

"Uncle! Get up quickly!" Conan waved his fist and hit Maori's knee.

"Ah?" Maori was confused.

"Ms. Gasha, Ms. Strongman, you guys should leave as soon as possible!"

Thick fog gradually covered the entire carriage. Baijiu leaned over to Bourbon's ear and said, "It's finally our turn to act."

"To be honest, I'm looking forward to seeing Shirley's real face."

"me too."

Bourbon smiled an unusual smile.