Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 641: The Sacrifice of Port Wine

"Although the Russian Ministry of Defense still insists that this was just an accident."

The man said urgently: "Anna, help your son pack his luggage immediately, we are leaving now."

"Anna?" The man's heart began to pound with worry.

"Anna!" He widened his eyes and looked towards the living room.

A man in a gray suit sat elegantly in his seat. He had a slicked-back hair, exuding a mature air.

His wife was threatened with a gun by a burly man.

He said in a hoarse and magnetic voice: "We have things to do."

"Buzz buzz buzz! Buzz buzz buzz!" Several police cars sped past on the street.

Baijiu was still wearing his hoodie and walking quickly on the street. "Squeak!" A black Audi stopped by the roadside and he opened the car door.

He tipped his hat upwards. "Port wine? How did you get transferred to Russia?"

"I didn't even know you were in Russia." Baijiu looked obviously shocked.

"That's a long story." Port Wine became much calmer than last time: "I was not here. I was gone after the bombing of Red Square."

“Clap!” He clapped his hands: “Let’s drive.”

"I just arrived here yesterday and received the Order of Friendship, which was awarded by the Russian Prime Minister."

"Now, I am leaving to return to London to submit my resignation to the Prime Minister and my chief of staff, Rand."

The man sitting next to him stretched out his palm and shook hands with Baijiu.

He has a buzz cut and delicate facial features. His muscles are clearly visible through the layer of clothes.

"He has just joined the organization for a while and does not have a code name yet."

"Do you have a pen?" Baijiu asked.

"What?" Rant was stunned.

Baijiu slowed down his speech and repeated clearly: "Pen!"

Lant was confused, so he took his hand back and fumbled inside his pocket: "I brought it."

Porter continued, "Baijiu, what's going on at the Kremlin?"

Baijiu immediately took it and held it in his palm. He ignored it, crossed his hands in front of his knees, and looked at Lant: "Chief of Staff?"

"If you want to say that my judgment is flawed——"

Baijiu interrupted Porter: "European male, 50s, 6 feet tall, 180 pounds, blue eyes."

As he spoke, he took a black pen and drew on the palm of his hand.

Then he raised his palm and placed it in front of the two people: "Who is he?"

Lant thought for a moment and frowned: "The painting is very rough, but according to the description."

"Probably a man named Kurt."

"From what I've heard, his IQ is 190 and he served in the Swedish special forces for a while."

"He was also a professor of physics at the University of Stockholm and an expert on the theory of the end of nuclear war. He was forced to resign..."

Lanter shrugged and smiled bitterly: "I guess it's because he's too crazy."

"Cobolt..." Baijiu's mind flashed with the image of the middle-aged man with a satchel who just passed by him.

"You need to warn the Kremlin that one of their strategic experts has taken away a nuclear weapons launcher."

Baijiu said with a serious expression: "His men also got the launch code."

Lant raised his head slightly and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Because I saw him..." Baijiu recalled: "coming out of the strategic armory with a bag in his hand."

"He set off the explosion to conceal his tracks, waiting for the Russians to notice that something was missing."

"I don't know how long it will take." Baijiu analyzed the situation calmly.

Potter smiled lightly and crossed his legs over his knees. "They won't listen to us unless we tell them."

"White wine, you should be very clear about this."

Porter looked out the window: "From the Russians' perspective, we bombed the Kremlin."

"Tensions between Britain and Russia have not been this high since the Cuban Missile Crisis, during the Cold War."

"Now you know how uneasy and nervous I, the person in charge of the UK, am feeling, right?"

Porter touched his nose and said, "Whether this blame is right or wrong, if we investigate thoroughly, we will definitely find traces of the organization."

"After all, the truth will never be hidden."

"The UK Prime Minister has activated the Ghost Protocol, and entire organisations based in the UK will no longer be supported by the government."

This is actually a good thing for Baijiu. He asked tentatively: "What will happen now?"

"Now, I have orders from Rum to bring you back to London."

"Then the British Ministry of Defense will declare you an out-of-control extremist and blame the Kremlin bombing on your team's mistakes."

"Unless." Potter showed an intriguing smile: "We were careless in supervision and on the way to the airport from here."

"We both suffered your attack and let you escape."

"Captain Potter?" Rant frowned.

Potter didn't respond, but continued, "In that case, you will be using a spare cache that I accidentally forgot about."

"All the weapons and equipment were looted."

Potter spoke faster: "It just so happens that there are also members of your team in that storage room, waiting for further orders."

Lant couldn't help but remind him: "Sir, you might."

Potter raised his hand to signal him to shut up, and continued to talk: "And then you will disappear."

Rand: “???”

"This conversation has never happened. No one knows your true intentions, but if your operation team has any members."

"If they are killed or arrested, they will be classified as terrorists who intend to incite global nuclear war."

Porter pulled out a small wallet, took out a micro USB drive from it, and held it high in his hand: "You can make your choice."

"Do you want to carry out this task?" Potter blinked deliberately, hinting at something.

It seems like there is something unspeakable that cannot be said openly.

Baijiu roughly understood Porter's intention, patted his shoulder meaningfully, then took the USB drive and held it in his hand.

"White wine." Potter smiled. "When we were on a mission together in England, you were very capable. I admire you very much."

"But..." He looked at the liquor with eyes full of regret and shook his head as if saying goodbye.

"I'm sorry that things turned out like this..." Potter bit his lower lip, his eyes flickering with reluctance: "You've already sacrificed so much."

Potter held Baijiu's hand tightly, his hand was extremely cold.

He looked at Baijiu firmly and said, "If we don't meet again, I hope you can remember that I am very happy to know you as a friend."

"Boom!" A missile landed next to the car.

"Get down! Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up!" Baijiu reacted immediately.

Then, there was a dense sound of bullets coming from behind, the glass shattered instantly, "bang!" accompanied by a crisp sound of piercing bones.

A blood mist was floating in the car, and Baijiu's eyes widened.

A bullet hit Porter's temple. His eyes became empty and gradually lost their color.