Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Night, 11 o'clock.

Porsche 356As and Vipers were jamming the streets of Beihua.

Gin took out a lighter and lit the cigarette in his mouth, with smoke emanating from his nose.

"Kil, the organization has tried so hard to find her, but they can't find her."

Chianti rested his chin on his hand and tapped the steering wheel impatiently, his eyes occasionally secretly glancing at the bottle of liquor in the car next to him.

"Is he really hiding in the FBI?" Chianti laughed.

"Kil, dead."

"Definitely. Dead." Cohen said in a low voice like a robot.

"This guy's punctuation is really interesting. It makes me feel uncomfortable for the whole day after listening to him, and it makes me feel uncomfortable again if I don't listen to him for a day." Baijiu muttered to himself.

"Humph, it would be fine if she died. Otherwise, if she was brainwashed or something and turned against us, the organization would be in danger." Chianti said with a serious expression.

"That's impossible. She was shot several times, given a "drunk injection", and had her ribs and thighs broken, but she still refused to say a word."

Gil is very strong and a ruthless guy, Baijiu thought silently in his heart.

"Worrying about that is just a waste of your energy." Gin said calmly.

"If I'm guessing correctly, you're talking about the incident where Kiel was chosen by 'that gentleman'." Vodka's tone was obviously a little excited.

"Yes, I have heard a little bit about that incident. It was said that Kiel caught an undercover agent who had infiltrated the organization."

"She kept chasing that guy until he had no way to escape. It was pretty cool up to this point, but I didn't expect her to be caught and tortured by the other party."

"When you arrived, she was almost dying, but I just can't understand it."

"How come 'that gentleman' chose her so much that she ended up joining 'our group'?" Chianti said with disdain, closing his eyes.

"Teeth." Gin said coldly.

"Kil used the only weapon she could find to bite the undercover agent's wrist to the point of 'deep bone'."

"Deep enough to see the bone"? How ruthless would that be? Baijiu frowned as he thought.

"Next, she took advantage of the undercover agent's severe pain, used all her strength to grab the gun and blasted it into his head."

Vodka's arms were trembling slightly, and he seemed to feel very sorry for Kiel.

"Only a truly angry beast could do that!" Gin revealed a long-lost mysterious smile.

"The question is, didn't the undercover agent die just like that? How did you know? Kil didn't say anything." Chianti asked puzzledly.

"Later, we found a recording of the undercover agent's clothes, in which he asked about the whole process of torturing Keel."

"MD? I see, you mean that I can't hear Keel's voice at all in the MD, right?"

"Yes, the final biting sounds and gunshots were all recorded." Gin took a deep puff of cigarette and exhaled from inside the car.

Vermouth fanned the smoke inside the car and opened the window.

"By the way, brother, do you still not know who the undercover agent is?" Vodka asked with a trembling voice.

"Yes, judging by the fact that he has a bunch of fake IDs and passports made from his disguised photos, all with different names."

"His identity should not be just an undercover agent." Gin raised his head slightly and looked grimly into the distance.

"After my brother and I got there, the undercover accomplices who arrived at the scene one after another seemed to have been talking all the time."

"They were like a skipping record in the ear of the dying undercover agent who could no longer respond, reciting a name that was not on his ID or passport."

"Again and again, again and again!"

"Finally, his companion must have realized that we were there, so he simply committed suicide. What was his name?" Vodka kept recalling in his mind.

“I was standing too far away.”

"Even if you're close, you may not remember it." Baijiu rolled his eyes and silently complained about Vodka.

"Really, I just can't remember the appearance and name of any dead guy." Gin showed an evil smile.

"I really hope I can find Gil soon." Vodka sighed.

"We will definitely find it. Besides, we have already locked on to the target and are conducting an in-depth investigation." Gin took the remaining half of the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked it onto the road.

"I think it should be called 'Hondou'." Vermouth said.

"Seems to be."

"Vermouth, you have a better memory."

Early the next morning.

Baijiu followed Vermouth's instructions and came to the "Starry Sky Bar".

Baijiu took off his sunglasses, sat down in a familiar position, drank the strawberry smoothie in front of him naturally, and asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be more familiar with where Kiel is."

"Yes, but don't be too anxious. My "informant" seems to have been suspected by Shuichi Akai."

"You noticed the suspicion because Shuichi Akai did not report where he would be in this operation, right?" Baijiu looked at Vermouth.

Vermouth held her face and looked deeply at the liquor.

"Then we'll be set up by the FBI."

Vermouth nodded gracefully

"Is it because he obstructed us in every way?" Baijiu asked.

"Yes and not entirely. He used all his "elites" to surround Kiel, misleading them into thinking that the woman on the bike was me."

"The 'FBI team' that was tracking us was mostly made up of Shuichi Akai's people."

Vermouth strokes her sunglasses

"Where is Kir now? When are you going to tell Gin?" asked Baijiu.

“Shh, this kind of “secret” should be kept carefully, and no irrelevant people outside the “camp” should hear it.” Vermouth said in a low voice.

"Kil had a car accident while she was being trapped. It was an accident because she was trying to avoid a little boy's ball."

"So, Gil should be lying in the hospital now, and she is still unconscious." Baijiu reasoned confidently.

"Yes, that's one of the reasons why I'm not in a hurry. Letting her be caught by the FBI will only bring benefits to us."

"The purpose is to find out whether she is an undercover agent through questioning. If she is, then a rat has been solved."

"If not, we can use Kiel to conduct a counter-espionage plot and insert a hard nail into the FBI."

"That's right, isn't it? But isn't Kiel a tight-lipped person? It's hard to get information from her."

Vermouth handed a photo to Baijiu.

"This...is this?"

The photo showed a boy who looked like a girl. He looked dull and careless, but he had the same pair of blue cat eyes as Kil.

Baijiu frowned and studied the photo carefully.

"According to Bourbon's investigation, the child's name is 'Eisuke Hondou'."

"This hall?"

"Yes, it's the same name as the undercover agent Gin mentioned. According to Bourbon's investigation, this kid recently came to Japan and transferred to Teitan High School."

"Is he the undercover child?" Baijiu swallowed.

"According to the information I have, it should be, but compared to this, don't you think he looks a bit like Kiel?"

"But it's only limited to the eyes. Besides, isn't Gil's name Mizuno? Do you doubt the truth of that incident?"

Vermouth nodded slightly.

“It is also possible to falsify names and IDs.”

Baijiu and Vermouth smiled at each other.

"The tooth marks could also have been made by Hondou himself, and my sixth sense tells me that the three of them must have some connection."

"I'll leave the investigation of this child to you. Try your best to guide him to Kiel."

"understood."

"But before that, we still have a task to complete." Vermouth lit a cigarette.

"Today at 5pm we're going to the launch of Cocoon and destroy it, and Bourbon will be with us."

"All this is the order of "that Lord." "