Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 606 You Still Understand Me, Vermouth

Chapter 606 You Still Understand Me, Vermouth

"That lord asked me to send a rescue team, and I thought of you first. After all, your ability is obvious to all."

"Maybe you might want to join."

Baijiu frowned, thought for a moment, and slowly said: "Aren't Cohen, Chianti, and Kiel enough to deal with them?"

"Yes." Gin exhaled smoke: "I don't think you don't understand what I mean."

The cigarette butt fell to the floor, and the sole of the leather shoe stepped lightly on it: "I can handle it, but you should understand clearly."

“I prefer to choose who goes.”

Gin took a bottle of Lao Baigan, looked down at the time, and lowered his voice: "This time, we will take off at sunrise."

"While there is still time, spend more time with her." Gin straightened his clothes and said, "Please help me take some photos of the party."

After Gin paid the bill, he threw a box from his arms to the ground.

Baijiu walked out of the door quickly, opened it in a few moves, and found a small camera inside. Look at its reflectiveness and smoothness.

It seemed to be brand new. Baijiu returned to the car, turned it left and right to look at it, and soon he found something unusual.

Baijiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised the camera, and kept it at eye level. The micro lens facing him immediately showed a green light.

Scanning his pupils, the camera screen lit up immediately.

It seems that this technology has begun to become popular within the organization.

"Identity confirmation - code name Baijiu"

A mechanical male voice came from the screen.

"White wine, Margarita cocktails, caught while on surveillance duty, this was the target of his surveillance at the time."

A photo appeared on the screen. It showed a blond man standing on the street in an imposing and handsome manner. Even his well-dressed suit could not suppress his bandit-like aura.

Baijiu closed his lips tightly, turned his head, and looked at the man in the photo in front of him. He felt more and more familiar with him, as if he had seen him somewhere before...

"His name is Owen. His file is strictly confidential. I can only tell you that he was once an informant in the organization."

"After gradually gaining some power, he did not get greedy, but chose to withdraw at the first opportunity."

"He is now a black market dealer. He is extremely dangerous and is becoming more and more rebellious. He constantly challenges the organization and is our main target."

"At 14:00 today, the reconnaissance satellite located a convoy, and the license plates matched those used by Owen's men."

Two-dimensional and three-dimensional maps are displayed on the screen, which is very simple and clear.

"They stopped at an abandoned factory outside of Berlin with a hostage, based on analysis of the photos."

"We presumed that it was a margarita."

"We usually distance ourselves from the matter, but Margaret may be our only way of reaching Owen."

"It's worth our while to take action, if you accept the mission."

“The objectives are as follows.”

"Find Margarita and take her home."

"I have automatically arranged a team now, and they are on standby at any time, just waiting for your reply."

Photos of the three members appeared on the screen.

A familiar face made Baijiu unable to suppress the upward curve of his lips. It was none other than Lao Hei, who had acted together with him not long ago.

The remaining two are a man and a woman.

They all look very young, like newcomers to the organization.

"This video will be automatically destroyed and deleted in five seconds. Finally, I wish you good luck! Liquor!"

Baijiu: Thank you... Isn't this obviously forced buying and selling?

"Zizzizi!" An electric sound was heard and a lot of smoke came out of the camera.

A pungent smell of burning was floating in the car. Baijiu remained calm and thought, trying to recall where he had seen that man before.

He closed his eyes silently. At this moment, he wished he was an ordinary person and lived an ordinary life.

"Bang!!!" With a gunshot, Baijiu suddenly sat up from the bed. He gasped for breath and looked down at his hands.

"What's wrong?" Belmode slowly moved to his side and hugged his strong arm: "You are too nervous, you really need to rest well."

“No…” Baijiu covered his forehead.

"Still quibbling." Vermouth held his palm: "Why is it so cold?"

He said steadily, "After you came back yesterday, you immediately went back to bed and slept without taking off your clothes."

Baijiu looked at his naked upper body and rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands: "Why... I don't have any impression at all..."

Baijiu pursed his lips and stared ahead. Just as he was about to speak, Vermouth patted his chest lightly.

"If there is a mission, just go." Vermouth held the liquor tightly: "Who says we have a special identity."

"That's what we do...so I understand you."

Baijiu smiled with relief: "I will come back safely."

"wait for me."

Early the next morning, Baijiu was driving a motorcycle on the road, speeding with a deafening engine sound.

The residents opened their windows and yelled at him.

But Baijiu didn't care. He wore sunglasses, a black leather jacket, and had his hair back in a mature and steady style, looking straight ahead with determination.

I don't know how long we drove, but the surrounding buildings gradually became sparse, and dust and sand were flying in the air.

Before he knew it, he came to a spacious space.

Not far away, a plane was stuck in the middle.

Baijiu drifted sideways and stopped perfectly under the boarding gate. At the same time, he was facing another direction.

Two black SUVs were also parked nearby.

Baijiu smiled. As he expected, Laohei walked out of the cab, took off his sunglasses and put them on his forehead: "Long time no see."

"Hello!" A man with a hedgehog head and German appearance greeted Baijiu enthusiastically.

"You are the leader of the liquor team, right?" The Asian-looking lady with long black hair extended her hand politely.

"Yo, yo, yo." Lao Hei and Baijiu hugged each other and said, "Isn't this Mr. Wu Neng Ze, the teacher? He is going to the battlefield again."

"Are you okay, brother?" Lao Hei pinched Baijiu's muscles.

"of course can."

"Hey! Liquor, no problem." Lao Hei vowed, "We will definitely be able to rescue the people."

"Welcome back, bro."

Outside an abandoned factory at night, Berlin, Germany.

Baijiu was dressed in black, running fast outside the concrete wall, a sniper rifle on his shoulder, his feet stepping on the bumpy puddles.

He quickly placed the equipment in a place, turned on the infrared scanning device, and then half-leaned down.

Carefully, quietly quickening his pace, he came to Lao Hei who was hiding behind an abandoned car.

Ask: “Are our trucks in place?”

"uh-huh."

"What about our weapons?"

"Okay, what about you?" Lao Hei raised his eyes.

"Nonsense, of course I'm ready." Baijiu took a deep breath.