Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"By Gin!?"

Before Conan finished speaking, a light breeze blew by.

"This is the information provided by Kiel who broke into their organization."

"So, the intruder is from the Black Organization..."

"Yeah, the guy with the braids, codenamed 'Binga'. I heard Rum admired him."

Binga - first time hearing this code name.

An image of a girl with braided hair appeared in Conan's mind.

"…Why did you tell me?"

Conan asked, and Okiya on the other end of the line paused.

"Today, the Pacific buoy on your side was connected to the center and officially began operation. I think you will definitely be interested."

At this point, the phone suddenly went offline.

"Ah, Mr. Akai!?"

Hearing the call suddenly disconnected, Conan couldn't help but call out his real name. After hearing the "beep" tone, Conan hung up the phone.

Conan gazed at the boundless sea ahead. The waves were not big and the sea breeze was very calm.

(…gin, vodka, cole, irish, pisco, tequila, and binge.)

Conan thought about the members of the Black Organization.

(All members are men named after distilled spirits, and Binga and rum are made from the same ingredients...)

Thinking of this, Conan was suddenly shocked.

(There is a sense of foreboding.)

Conan stared solemnly at the sea as the strong wind blew again, ruffling his hair.

On Hachijo Island, in an abandoned building amidst the lush woods, three familiar faces stood at the window, staring at the endless sea in the distance.

"what......."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Vermouth fired three more shots, leaned down and picked up a card from the body of the man: "When are you going to sneak into this black iron object?"

"Pah!" Baijiu put his palm against the window: "Wait for those people from the Metropolitan Police Department to go in."

"Isn't it a bit risky to do this?" Bourbon covered his arm in pain, made a hissing sound, and joked, "I didn't expect that it would feel a little bit good when the bullet hit me."

Baijiu folded his arms and looked at him for two or three seconds, then said, "We can just do the infiltration mission later. You stay in the submarine later."

Bourbon was about to say something, but Baijiu took the lead and put his hand on his shoulder: "Please obey the leader's arrangements unconditionally."

Baijiu covered her mouth and leaned close to his ear: "You should take a break too. If it weren't for you yesterday, I might have already..."

Baijiu's thoughts went back to last night.

Because the Pacific Relief is of strategic significance, a large number of US troops and Self-Defense Forces were deployed to guard it.

Their mission this time is, first, to seize the technology, and second, to eliminate the upper echelons who have no connection with the organization, and then gain control of Hachijo Island.

In the hotel lobby, three people were having dinner.

Suddenly, Bourbon received a message on his phone. Baijiu wiped his lips and narrowed his eyes: "At this time, they won't suddenly assign us a task, will they?"

Bourbon showed the phone to everyone: "Team leader, your feeling is very accurate."

[Time is money! Please make sure to clear out these high-level officials before the submarine arrives tomorrow! ————Rum. ]

"Ding!"

[Hunting list (name + picture)————Rum. 】

[I believe in your abilities. After all, you are all elite members of the organization. Besides, there are also our companions among you. We will help you when the time comes. ————Rum.]

[The submarine will enter the vicinity of Hachijo Island at 9 o'clock tomorrow. ————Rum]

Baijiu was displeased: "You really do whatever you want."

He looked down at the time and curled his lips: "It's already 10 o'clock in the evening. Time is a bit tight."

Vermouth tied her hair up: "It's not a bad thing to be late."

"Don't we usually carry out operations at night?" She put her arm on Baijiu's shoulder and said, "It's just that we need to stay up late."

"But Rum is also very powerful." Baijiu stood up from his seat and put his hands on his waist: "He——————."

Upon seeing this, Vermouth immediately covered his mouth with her palm, banged the table, pretended to fall, and quickly said in lip language: Don’t say things that you shouldn’t say, at least here, don’t talk too much.

Vermouth signaled at the phone with her eyes: Rum is very cunning, don't bring trouble upon yourself.

Baijiu smiled calmly twice and looked at the phone screen calmly. He saw that the location of the status bar above was constantly flashing.

He sneered twice, covered his legs tremblingly, faced the floor, and made bursts of painful "hissing" sounds.

Responded in sign language: Of course I discovered all this a long time ago. I investigated this hotel in advance and found out that it was invested and built by a group under Rum.

So there must be a lot of eavesdropping devices and cameras installed inside.

I was just verifying my guess. Our cell phones were indeed being monitored by Rum.

Then he pressed the miniature camera on his chest: I have recorded everything that happened just now, Vermouth. After the mission is completed, you can upload this information to that adult.

Vermouth smiled bitterly twice: It's useless, the adult doesn't care about this, which is why Rum is becoming more and more rampant and blatant.

Moreover, this cannot be used as crucial evidence. It is just a positioning flash and cannot directly prove that we are eavesdropping.

Baijiu nodded silently and looked at the time. A total of 45 seconds had passed. Then, he spoke naturally, pretending to have just fallen down: "This floor is really slippery."

"Let's discuss how to proceed. At night, the soldiers on guard here should be relatively relaxed."

Bourbon thought for a moment, cleared his throat, took out the prepared map from his pocket, and spread it on the table: "There are two entrances in total."

"One is the main entrance, and the other is the cruise port at the bottom where you can enter from the battleship."

While talking, Baijiu looked down at his phone, and the positioning system on the phone stopped flashing.

Baijiu took out two round objects from his pocket and said, "Luckily I brought some miniature bombs with me."

He showed an expression of planning a strategy: "Vermouth, you should have brought your cosmetics."

“Nonsense.” Vermouth rolled his eyes and twisted his ear: “You really didn’t see me when I was packing my luggage.”

"No..." Baijiu smacked his lips helplessly, holding back the words in his heart, because he had already cleaned up when he came back...

"Ahem!" Baijiu looked at Bourbon and asked, "Did Rum send you the structure inside?"

"Of course, I'm about to send it to you."

Baijiu's expression became serious, and he put his hand to his lips: "Next, I will arrange the next action. I won't let you sleep too late."