Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

In the underground parking lot of Rice Flower Golden Hotel.

Baijiu came in a hurry.

The familiar Porsche 356A and Viper were parked in the parking lot.

Gin's team discussed countermeasures in the empty parking lot.

"Bloody...wedding? Why did you suddenly think of assassinating the chief inspector's son?" Baijiu looked at Gin in confusion.

"Because our "informers" lurking in department stores and banks were arrested by the newly appointed Tokyo Public Security Superintendent "Fujino Namiharu"."

Vodka explained, holding up his sunglasses.

"But fortunately, the 'informant' understood the consequences of exposing the organization and did not tell them about the organization's existence or clues."

Chianti leaned against the hood of the car, chewing bubble gum and blowing bubbles from time to time.

"Okay, let me arrange a countermeasure."

Gin spat the cigarette in his mouth onto the ground and put it out with the sole of his shoe.

Baijiu took this opportunity to turn his phone over and sent a message to Vermouth using his most familiar blind typing method.

[I have already pushed Hondou Eisuke towards Kiel, and it seems that Hondou Eisuke is also very interested in Kiel. - Baijiu]

[By the way, please help me check Hondou's blood type and Kiel's blood type. - White Wine]

[Just let me investigate Hondou Eisuke's blood type. - White Wine]

[Not bad, your efficiency is still as high as ever. - Vermouth]

"We have only one purpose for this operation, which is to give the Japanese public security police a warning."

"Take them by surprise."

Gin unfolded the map, took out another cigarette from his pocket and said.

"You can use any method the police use to deal with this group of people. It seems like they've been a little crazy lately." Gin said viciously, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"So your subtext is that we can kill people at will?" Chianti said excitedly.

"I like killing people," Cohen said dully.

"When I ask you to kill people, I don't mean it as an unorganized and undisciplined killing." Gin took a long puff of his cigarette.

"White wine, vodka, the two of you follow me and sneak in disguised as waiters."

"But we don't have an invitation. What if they don't let us in?" Baijiu looked at Gin with his hands in his pockets.

"See this? Serve them with bullets." Gin took out a pistol and stared at Baijiu.

"This is not like your style, Gin. Don't you always do things in a rigorous manner? Why are you so high-profile this time?" Baijiu asked Gin in return.

"It's very simple. This time the order was given directly by Rum, so there's no need to worry too much about the process. As long as the result is achieved, that's fine."

"At the same time, this time we have excellent equipment and facilities, so we don't need to be so meticulous."

Gin gave an intriguing smile.

“This is the bomb this time.”

Gin opened the trunk and saw it was filled with black boxes.

"These bombs are more powerful than the last ones, so don't place them too close," Gin warned.

"Cohen, you are responsible for placing the bomb in the power room."

"Chianti, you are responsible for placing bombs in the elevators and exits. At the same time, you and Cohen will deal with the cops and observe the situation outside."

"At the same time, I also kept a trick to prevent other cops from coming to support me."

"This is the "shielding signal radar processor" this time. All communication equipment except ours will be shielded from the signal."

"Wait for Cohen to blow up the power supply room as a sign of the start of the operation. At that time, I will remotely press the "button" to cut off all signals from our communication equipment."

Gin pointed at the big guy in the car and introduced him.

"As for these, they are night vision goggles. The venue will be completely dark, and wearing them will make it easier for us to move around."

Chianti couldn't wait to take the night vision goggles and put them on his head, and instantly felt the cyberpunk sci-fi style.

Others also put on night vision goggles, and saw a series of thermal images placed in front of them. Those who wore night vision goggles would be specially marked in blue.

"This is the 'Friendly Force Mode', designed to prevent accidental injuries to friendly forces. This is a privilege specially granted to us by our superiors."

Gin introduced the product like a salesman.

"The superiors have finally given us some 'high-tech weapons'." Chianti exclaimed with a smile.

"You're overthinking it. My superiors probably want us to do an experiment and see what the effect is. Then we can produce it in batches and sell it to countries that are at war." Cohen said expressionlessly.

"Don't say what you shouldn't say. Just know it in your heart."

Gin turned sideways and glared at Cohen fiercely.

"The organization seems to be really powerful. I can't imagine how many unknown contents have not yet surfaced." Baijiu remained silent.

"Okay, everyone, get ready to take action."

Gin looked down at the time, went to the trunk, smoking a cigarette, and took out two black suitcases from the trunk and held them in his hands.

Baijiu followed Gin and Vodka into the elevator.

"You two have guns with you, right? Do you have enough bullets?" Gin asked coldly.

"Enough...enough, brother." Vodka said, straightening his hat.

They took the elevator all the way to the 7th floor where the wedding was taking place.

The elevator door slowly opened, and festive and joyful music filled the floor.

The faces of people passing by the floors were filled with happy and joyful expressions, little did they know that this was the last happy time in their lives.

As they arrived at the wedding gate entrance, two waiters who were about to serve drinks passed by them pushing a cart.

Gin leaped over and pretended to pass behind him, but actually grabbed his back corner and pulled the waiter over before he could react.

Gin took out a sharp and tough dagger from his pocket and cut a thin cut on his neck with it.

Gin then inserted the knife into his vocal cords, making it impossible for him to make any sound, and the whole process was done without any delay.

Not a drop of blood spurted out, and no one noticed, which perfectly demonstrated the qualities of an experienced killer.

The waiter's eyes were filled with fear and blood was showing at the corners of his mouth.

"Go and ask those two men to come over." Gin supported the dead waiter with both hands.

"Hey! He seems to have fainted, come here."

Vodka waved his hand with an anxious expression, with excellent acting skills, as if he was really worried about him.

Gin looked at Baijiu, and Baijiu quickly understood what Gin meant.

He took a big step, drew out a dagger from his waist, stabbed it straight into the heart of a waiter, and then pulled it out immediately.

Kicking another waiter's knee with his toes, he fell forward uncontrollably.

"Shh."

With a sharp, piercing sound, the waiter fell to his knees.

"My knife skills are still far from perfect. I need to practice the strength and depth. Baijiu."

Gin said disdainfully as he looked at the bloodstains on the ground.

"Well, I will practice. My skills are still far from yours." Baijiu said modestly.

Actually, I did it on purpose, you know? If you want to climb up, you still have to pay attention to the "details"! You still have to have basic social skills in the workplace.

Baijiu secretly complained in his heart, rubbed his nose tactically and shook his head.

"Okay, let's go in, Vodka, push the door open."

Vodka pushed open the door and saw that it was more lively inside than he had imagined, and people were immersed in a happy atmosphere.

"Gin, aren't you afraid that they will notice something unusual about your outfit?" Baijiu said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, in another 30 seconds, they will disappear from this world forever, as if they never existed." Gin said deeply.

"Cohen, is it placed?"

"Already, all right. I'm just waiting for your instructions, Gin."

"Okay, then."

"The action begins!"