Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Looking at the four screens that had gone out, Baijiu felt very upset. Their sacrifice was simply a pawn in the internal struggle among the top leaders.

A few days ago, we deciphered a message from the Internet sent by a Czech man, whom we generally call "Max".

We had him buy our undercover list, and the operation was called Job 314.

Baijiu recalled what Melo said at that time and analyzed and thought about Melo's expression at that time.

He turned on the computer and entered job number 314.

"No relevant characters found"

Baijiu closed his eyes and continued to organize his thoughts, straightening them out in his mind, and murmured softly: "Work...work..."

"Job No. 314......."

Baijiu continued typing on the keyboard and typed Max again.

"No relevant characters found" appeared on the computer screen again. Baijiu put his fist to his lips and started typing again.

Baijiu rubbed his eyes, it seemed that everything was at a stalemate.

Suddenly, his attention was drawn to the Bible in front of him, and he immediately made an association in his mind: "Job 3:14?"

In the Bible, the Old Testament Book of Job and the word work are both called "job"

Baijiu tilted his head, his eyes widened instantly, he stood up from his seat, walked quickly to the bookshelf and started looking for something.

"Could it be that..." Baijiu repeated in a low voice, quickly flipping through the pages of the book: "Job 3:14?"

Baijiu immediately entered the Bible into the computer. After looking at the 126 related groups, he became more certain of his idea.

When you input the Book of Job, a magical scene happens.

Instantly jumped to another interface, the "Book of Job" study group, with small text below.

And two horizontal columns that require input.

“Welcome to the Job Study Group. Which chapter and verse would you like to comment on?”

Baijiu entered 3 and 14 in sequence above without hesitation.

Transmit letter to Max@Job 3:14

"Max, the cargo has changed. It is extremely dangerous now. Please do not use it!!"

Then Baijiu lowered his head to look at the Bible, and said sincerely: "Everything is like the kings and counselors on earth who rebuilt wastelands for themselves."

These are all entered below the additional content above.

Baijiu showed a smug smile and pressed the Enter key neatly, and the content of the email was successfully sent.

After thinking for a moment, Baijiu simply stretched and continued to send the same message in the forum.

However, he sends it to different groups and he also changes the language according to the location of the group.

There are more than one hundred groups with people with this name, and all of them have been sent.

Because there are many people with the same name, Baijiu would rather work harder than reveal any flaws just in case.

I don’t know how long it took, the keyboard kept clacking and Baijiu’s eyelids gradually drooped.

"I'm so tired..." Baijiu yawned, "Why is there no one-click group messaging option in Eastern Europe..."

"The treatment conditions are far different from those at the headquarters..."

Fatigue and sleepiness surged into his heart, just as he was about to close his eyes and rest for a while.

Suddenly, he heard the crisp sound of glass outside. His eyes widened instantly and he became alert.

Because Baijiu was clearly aware that someone was coming.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, "Click!" The door was unlocked, and the moment the gap opened, Baijiu took out his pistol and aimed.

"Don't move! Who!"

"Merlot?............" Baijiu was a little surprised: "Why are you still alive? Weren't you dead?"

Melo covered his abdomen, supported himself against the wall, and walked weakly into the house. He said in a weak voice: "Do you really... want me to die..."

"White wine........." Melo looked painful, covering his bleeding abdomen with both hands: "What are you doing......"

"Impossible...how could it be possible?" Baijiu felt very puzzled.

He moved forward slowly, like a zombie, and said with a stiff expression: "Baijiu...it would be nice if you were here..."

"If you could have met me on the bridge..." Melo coughed up blood, "But you... weren't there."

"White wine........." Melo's blood-stained palm attacked him, and the pungent smell of blood hit him in the face: "White wine......!"

Baijiu covered his head and grabbed his hand and dragged it behind him. Suddenly, he felt his palm was extremely delicate.

He picked up the gun and aimed forward. Suddenly, the Merlot in front of him turned into Dana wine with a fragrant aroma.

(Is it because I am too tired that I am hallucinating... But why is she still alive?... Could it be that she is...)

Baijiu clenched his teeth, set up the headshot line, aimed everywhere, and said calmly: "Don't move!"

"White wine." Dana calmed him down and said softly, "White wine, it's okay."

"Calm down, I'm Dana Wine."

Baijiu said calmly, his thoughts in an orderly manner: "You were in the car at the time! You and Bloody Mary were obviously killed together!"

“No.” Danajiu spread his hands, allowing Baijiu to remain calm again and leaned down: “I’m not there.”

Danajiu said in a trembling voice: "I'm not there, really."

She looked at Baijiu sincerely: "I heard the communication at that time."

"Shut up!" Baijiu moved forward, the muzzle of the gun getting closer to her: "I saw you were in the car at that time."

“No,” Dana explained, holding onto the bedroom door handle and backing away. “I got off in the back.”

"I ran toward the bridge, and he said there was someone over there—"

"Stop lying to me!" Baijiu interrupted her resolutely, his face showing a cold and terrifying look.

"I was on the bridge and there was no one on the bridge."

"What about Merlot?" Dana choked.

"Wake up! Danajiu!" Baijiu roared, "Mello is dead! They are dead! They are all dead!"

Baijiu's emotions gradually calmed down, and the anger in his heart was temporarily put aside.

The muzzle of his gun was slightly downward. Considering the previous actions, he chose to trust her temporarily and asked, "Who sent you here?"

Seeing that she didn't react, Baijiu raised the muzzle of the gun again and repeated: "Who sent you here!"

"Is Melo really dead......" Two tears fell from the corners of Danajiu's eyes, and he became extremely sad.

"I asked you who sent you!"

“Mello….”

"Take off your coat."

"Um......?"

Before she could react, Baijiu took off her coat and threw it onto the big bed beside her.