Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Yashili rested his head on his arms, shook his shoulders, and looked at his worn-out sweatshirt: "I don't have an evening gown to wear."

"Well..." Melo smiled and said, "I'm sure you can handle it. You mark the emerald, and Bloody Mary will take over next."

"Bloody Mary." Mello slammed the table and said, "Keep your eyes on him until he leaves the room."

"Find a place to stand and don't lose sight of your goal."

"No problem." She put her hand under her chin.

"Cam."

"Hmm?" He stopped spinning his pen.

"You're in charge of fingerprint authentication." Mello pointed to the floor plan of the building behind him. "The passage to sneak into the elevator shaft is here."

Cam quipped humorously: "It looks like I won't have a chance to wear a dress."

"Oh my god." Baijiu showed his pained face: "This coffee is really bitter... Is this the special flavor of Eastern Europe?"

Melo ignored him and continued to make arrangements: "Open the door, hang the door, and then slip away. Don't leave any clues."

"Danna."

"Here." She raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Mello: "It's finally my turn."

Although Melo is her husband, there is no favoritism or corruption between them.

"You will be in the car outside the embassy, ​​providing cover. Once Emerald arrives outside, Bloody Mary will meet you."

"You two will monitor him there then."

"Okay." The two said in unison, nodding to each other.

Mello drummed his fingers on the table and smoothed back his thinning hair. "If anything goes wrong, I'm going to terminate the mission and everyone is out of the way."

"Everyone meet here at 0400am, sharp."

Mello observed everyone's expressions: "Any questions?"

Baijiu leaned back, sat up straight, held the half-empty cup, and shook it: "Yes, it is..."

"Can you buy a cappuccino machine?" Baijiu looked at Merlot sincerely, "I really don't know how to describe this cup of coffee. It's so unpalatable that it's rare."

"I made the coffee." Dana smiled.

"No wonder." Baijiu smiled speechlessly: "Isn't this more unpalatable than the cup of mud you made in the Kiev warehouse?"

"Thank you for the compliment, handsome yellow-skinned guy."

The two of them exchanged glances and the atmosphere was a little subtle. Even though they were just friends, Melo, as her husband, still seemed unhappy.

"Hey, hey, hey." Melo was a little dissatisfied: "Please don't be so disgusted with my wife's coffee, okay?"

Cam adjusted the atmosphere on the side: "Hey, please."

"Don't make the atmosphere so dull. Daily relaxation is our daily routine in the Eastern European theater." Cam put his arm around Baijiu's shoulder: "We miss you in Kiev, Melo."

"I miss you guys, too." Mello answered perfunctorily.

Cam noticed something was wrong and said jokingly, "Huh? You're taking a break from your busy schedule to recruit new people again? Where did they arrange for you to stay this time? The Plaza Hotel in New York?"

"No." Melo sneered twice: "It's the Drake Hotel in Chicago."

"Oh!!" Except for Baijiu, everyone exclaimed at the same time.

Bloody Mary quipped, "That's really cool, 24-hour room service, chauffeured cars for travel, and a public expense account."

Cam covered his mouth and whispered, "I didn't expect this guy to become so squeamish when he gets old."

"Of course he is. Look at him." Yashili couldn't stop smiling.

"Pa pa!" Melo knocked the table with his teacup and put away his smile: "Okay, everyone listen."

Mello's expression was very serious, and he raised his voice deliberately: "If the list is leaked, the identities of all members of the organization lurking in other organizations throughout Eastern Europe will be revealed."

"They will be sold recklessly by government agencies, intelligence agencies of various countries, third world terrorists, arms dealers, and drug lords."

"Anyone who wants to uncover their own undercover agents will know about this."

Mello pursed his lips slightly: "Once their identities are exposed, they will all be killed."

He took a deep breath and looked around the table: "So, I am responsible for coordinating everything here and sitting in this crow's nest."

"Everyone is clear about the mission, and now we are ready to discuss the details."

Cam took out a pair of glasses from the side and handed them to Bai Yashili: "These are not ordinary glasses. There is a camera installed in the middle."

"It records your field of view and transmits it back here in real time."

Cam looked at the screen on the side, which showed Yashili's perspective. He looked down at his watch and was also able to receive information from the screen: "Look."

Cam moved closer to the watch and lowered his voice: “Can you hear me?”

"Of course I can hear it." Yashili looked at Kam as if he were a fool: "Are you insulting my IQ? I'm not deaf."

"Uh..." Cam was stunned for a moment and scratched his face: "No, I mean... put on your headphones first."

After that, Cam took out two small cards from the box. Dana put them in his ears with a professional fake smile and signaled him with his eyes.

"You have beautiful eyes." Cam whispered to his watch and looked at her affectionately: "Now? Can you hear me now?"

"Very clear." Dana's smile was pure and clear, exuding a mature charm: "Your voice is still as beautiful as ever."

On the other side, Melo pointed to the blackboard, which showed a three-dimensional map of the area of ​​operation. Melo touched the road with his thumb and said, "If he has a car to pick him up, get in and leave."

He raised his eyebrows. "You must follow him. You should drive around this afternoon to familiarize yourself with the area. The neighborhood around here can be described as a maze."

Bloody Mary shrugged: "What else do you think I was doing all morning?"

Baijiu put his hand on Melo's shoulder: "You want me to pretend to be Watson this time?"

"Yes." Mello nodded calmly: "You are quite experienced in disguise, and he is the one you want."

Baijiu pointed at the screen and continued, "But isn't he hosting a military hearing?"

"Not this week." Melo smiled proudly, picked up the coffee on the side and shook it slowly: "This week, he took a plane to a famous fishing resort in Ireland."

“Wow!” Melo couldn’t help but smile. “Enjoy fishing with our best Irish guide.”

"That's right." Bloody Mary put on her round glasses, "So he won't be back for a while."

The three of them were talking and laughing as they watched Watson on the screen, while Watson was having a heated argument with the congressman.

"Look at it in a positive way. Maybe it doesn't matter."

"But at worst, it may even be unconstitutional."

"Wait! With all due respect to you, Senator, this claim you are making sounds like the same one made during the Watergate scandal in the 70s, which directly paralyzed our country's intelligence capabilities."

"No!" The senator looked ahead with a firm gaze: "I demand that the identities of these people be made public, and that we make public where the taxpayers' money is being spent!"

"As far as I know, we are still a democratic country, right?"

"Ding ding ding."

Baijiu looked down at his phone and saw a message from Vermouth.

Content is brief and concise: (Over there, don’t trust anyone easily. While the organization is huge, the forces of all parties are also surging undercurrents. - Vermouth)