Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 746 Breaking through your psychological defenses

When Ryan saw the account and password presented by Baijiu, he subconsciously put on his glasses, entered them into the system, and pressed the Enter key. Sure enough, 5000 million US dollars were deposited into the account.

This made Ryan feel shaken, and he realized that the liquor did not deceive him.

He calmly asked, "Where is the hard drive?"

McCarron repeated, "Where's the hard drive."

"You are looking at it now." Baijiu smiled evilly and looked into Macallan's eyes: "I am the hard drive."

"You may not believe it, but it is true." Baijiu put his arms on the table: "I wrote it all down, all the account numbers."

He raised his voice and warned Ryan: "If you detonate the bomb, you will get nothing."

"Without me, you are nothing." Baijiu looked ahead with firm eyes. The countdown was passing quickly and had already reached the last thirty seconds.

Ryan was restless. On the one hand, he felt that Baijiu was gambling and he was bluffing. On the other hand, his heart longed for countless money.

It is equivalent to the left and right brain fighting each other fiercely.

He stood up from his seat, intending to let the bullet fly for a while. After all, the man in front of him was a drunkard, and he couldn't just believe everything he heard.

Baijiu did not panic, nor did he become hurried. He spoke calmly: "Now, do you think I'm bluffing?"

"But I will never let my friend die. I can't possibly remember all the information on the hard drive. There's only one way to be sure."

"That means letting McAllen go." There were only ten seconds left.

Ryan was shaking all over due to Baijiu's pulling. The three remained calm, waiting for Ryan's choice, but they were facing death.

Vermouth couldn't help but hold Baijiu's wrist. She was not afraid. At least at the last moment, she was with Baijiu.

Baijiu stood still like a mountain, his expression calm and even with only one second left in the countdown, he remained indifferent.

Ryan couldn't stand it. He was indeed a greedy man. He quickened his pace and pressed the bomb pause button. The time froze at 00:00:19 seconds.

If Ryan's fingers were shorter, the three of them would be scattered all over the place.

Macallan breathed in and out deeply, feeling relieved. Baijiu also finally let out a long breath. The huge pressure caused his brain to feel a little dizzy.

We have to admit that Baijiu is indeed a gambler and keeps gambling until the last moment.

"Catch him!" Ryan said, holding the headset.

After receiving the order, the bodyguards who were mixed in the crowd began to move, weaving through the crowd and walking towards the three people with powerful steps.

Baijiu looked at Belmode and whispered, "If they come any closer, you will shoot me."

Vermouth guessed Baijiu's intention, and the moment he finished speaking, the muzzle of the gun was immediately put against Baijiu's chest, and his eyes suddenly became cold and ruthless.

"Stop." Ryan called to the bodyguard.

"Do you remember what I said, that one day you will go too far? By the way, I am speaking myself, and I will not die delivering a message for him." Macallan looked at the liquor.

"Ryan, the only way to end this is for you and me to face off, but I won't be locked in a glass box this time."

Baijiu continued to irritate Ryan, and took the approach of provoking him: "You want money, right?"

"Let that guy called orthopedic surgeon force the answer out of me." Baijiu held the knife and fork on the table.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Release McAllen now."

MacAllen's heart was beating violently as he observed the expressions of Baijiu and Vermouth. Due to his excessive nervousness, he did not hear clearly what Baijiu had just said.

I only vaguely heard Baijiu asking Ryan to let him go.

Ryan paced back and forth in the room, touching the tip of his nose with his finger, and spoke slowly: "1...3...9."

Ryan finally chose to compromise and told McCarran the code of the bomb on his chest.

Macallan heard it very clearly and entered the number quickly. During this time, Baijiu and Vermouth looked to the left and right in tacit understanding.

They were not sure whether the bodyguards would suddenly launch a sneak attack.

McAllen took off the microphone hanging on his ear, and at the same time, he pressed the micro-camera lens attached to his pupil with his fingers, and hugged the jacket equipped with the bomb to his waist.

Standing up from his seat, Baijiu handed a mobile phone to Macallan, "Brent is waiting for you, go quickly."

McCarron nodded and took the phone. If he stayed here, he would be a hindrance. Since Baijiu said so, he must have planned it carefully.

Then he quickened his pace, blended into the crowd, and disappeared.

"What should we do now?" The bald man codenamed Orthopedic Surgeon was very dissatisfied when he saw McAllen leave his sight, and he was also confused by Ryan's actions.

"Kill that woman." Ryan said coldly, "and keep Baijiu alive."

The bodyguards who received the order immediately started to act, looking at the two people sitting in the seats with grim eyes. Suddenly, they stopped and looked at each other.

Like the silence before the storm, they are all waiting for the other party to make a move.

Baijiu nodded slightly, and Vermouth also nodded in response, "Bang!" Vermouth put his arm on Baijiu's shoulder and fired towards the head of a bodyguard.

The crowd suddenly became chaotic and fled in a panic. The moment a strong man on the right raised his hand, Baijiu half turned his body and interrupted his attack with a "bang".

Baijiu acted as a human shield, standing in front of Vermouth.

If Baijiu is responsible for attack and defense, then Vermouth is the auxiliary, acting as Baijiu's eyes, surveying the surroundings and blind spots.

"Pa pa!" Vermouth patted Baijiu's back.

Baijiu half turned his body and drove to the left, "bang! bang!" Glass fragments fell all over the ground. The bald man's sneak attack failed, and he hid in the green belt.

Baijiu looked at the panicked crowd in front of him. He hooked Belmode's chin with his little finger and whispered, "Mix in there."

“Damn it!” When the bald man stood up again, Baijiu and Vermouth had disappeared, “What a good hider!!”

In the underground garage, Lao Hei was working with an electric drill.

The phone placed next to the desk rang, "Ding-ling-ling! Ding-ling-ling!"

It was Brent who answered the phone: "Speak!"

"I'm McAllen...where should I go to find you now? They...are already here." McAllen's voice was still a little trembling.

Brent glanced at the old black man behind him: "We are not ready yet..."

Lao Hei smiled lightly: "Looks like I have to speed up."

Baijiu pulled Vermouth and ran wildly in the alley. Vermouth did not feel panicked when looking at the unfamiliar road. Instead, she felt unusually steady.

This route must have been planned by Baijiu in advance.

All she needs to do is to follow Baijiu unconditionally.