Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 623: Liquor that Causes a Disturbance in the Interrogation Room

Chapter 623: Liquor causing a disturbance in the interrogation room

"Buzz!"

Baijiu heard a sharp roar in his ears, and with the sound of the door opening, he was taken into a closed room by a group of burly men.

The hood over the liquor was taken off, his mouth was sealed tightly, the surrounding walls were covered with blood, and there was absolute silence.

Bulajiu put his hands in his pockets, chewed betel nut, waved for everyone to leave, stood in front of Baijiu, and lightly patted his face.

"Baijiu, I reviewed your report on the Berlin operation. It was really interesting."

Brajiu said slowly, "It seems that Agent Margaret has some intelligence that she is only willing to tell you and not to the headquarters."

"Not only did you fail to report this matter to the organization, you also failed to report it to the person directly responsible for this operation."

"That is me. I was not reported to."

Bulajiu showed a few sparse teeth, which looked particularly shabby. Baijiu wanted to turn his head to avoid his bad breath.

But his body was completely immobilized, making him unable to move.

"You ordered the Vatican operation without verification and permission, only to be attacked frantically by the enemy."

"Don't explain to me that everything was arranged by Gin."

"Sorry." Bulajiu said coldly, "He has no power at all recently, even less than the third-party informant who cooperates with the organization."

"Let's get back to the topic." Bulajiu spat out the betel nut in his mouth, which fell on Baijiu's face: "Then you fled the scene by yourself."

Bulajiu placed his hands on both sides of Baijiu's shoulders and said earnestly: "I am not a good person. I don't know how to pretend to obey but actually disobey."

"If you want to climb to my position, you must be thick-skinned." Brajiu tilted his head: "But I can't stand it."

"It keeps me awake and I can't get a good night's sleep."

"It's within the organization." Bulajiu gritted his teeth and said, "There are members with no sense of responsibility who act recklessly!"

"Bang!!!" Bulajiu pounded the table violently.

"So." Bulajiu sneered twice, his eyes curved into crescents: "I don't plan to make a quick decision on this matter."

His forehead gradually moved closer to the liquor: "You can look at me like that, with a critical expression, an accusing expression, whatever you want."

Baijiu said that he was really overthinking it, and he made that expression simply because Bulajiu's mouth was so stinky!

Bulajiu said viciously, his eyes wide open and filled with murderous intent: "If the national flag fades, I will dye it back with my blood!"

Brajiu pressed a button on the side and left through the inner door.

Peter stroked Baijiu's forehead, "I don't know what to say. Brajiu is right, you have lost your mind."

"Look at me." Pete's eyes dodged left and right: "Although we have never met, we are in contact through gin."

"But..." Pete shrugged: "At least have some courtesy. Look at me when I'm talking to you."

"This is the most basic respect," Pete said, suppressing his dissatisfaction.

Suddenly, Pete closed his lips and stopped making any sound.

Communicating with liquor through lip language.

"I tapped Owen's phone call, and I know he wants to trade Vermouth's life for the Rabbit's Foot."

"All I can say is," Pete pursed his lips with his tongue, looking angry, "This is really... so disappointing!"

Then he used lip language to tell Baijiu the message again: "Go to Shanghai, Fengshan Apartment, No. 1406."

He stared ahead with empty eyes, turning left and right in front of the stand where the liquor lay: "I really wish I could help you with something."

"But..." Pete shook his head, and then used the blind spots and dead angles to block the surveillance and stuffed the small pendant into his hand.

He touched it with his hand and felt it. It was a sharp knife.

"Take him to the detention room." Pete put one hand in his pocket and gestured to the staff in charge of the operation inside the glass table in front.

Three men in black were moving in the empty corridor, holding the handrails on both sides.

Pete leaned against the wall, looking at the liquor meaningfully.

He patted his chest silently and nodded.

Baijiu had anticipated this. Before the mission, Gin had discussed with him how to deal with various situations.

It seems that the worst outcome has now been reached.

However, after Bulajiu left the room, Baijiu had already unlocked the door using a wire hidden under his fingernails.

The arrival of Pitt's weapons provided the icing on the cake.

The liquor was brought into an elevator by the three members of the organization.

Baijiu took a deep breath through his nose, holding the hilt of the knife tightly in his palm, and taking advantage of the gap when they relaxed, he instantly raised his left arm high.

He stabbed the man behind him on the left in the abdomen, then stood up and hit the back of his head with his elbow.

While the two men were covering their heads in pain, Baijiu untied the two chains around his ankles and stood on the hospital bed.

Twisting his hip to the side to avoid the sword attack from the man behind him, Baijiu raised his palms and chopped down on both sides of the neck.

The dying member of the organization seized the opportunity, picked up the emergency phone on the side of the elevator, and was about to press the button.

"Puff!!" Baijiu did a left kick and stopped in the air.

He kicked him hard on the right side of his head, then snatched the phone, cut the wires, and made two bottomless gashes on the man's palm.

Suddenly, an alarm sounded in the elevator.

Baijiu was not surprised and was very calm. He took off their suits, wiped the blood off his hands, and then opened the window above the elevator.

With his hands on the platform, he jumped up and came to the elevator entrance. He stood on the platform and looked up and down.

His thoughts couldn't help but think of Kam, who had died in Prague before, and his appearance appeared before Vermouth's eyes.

Baijiu shook his head, took a running start, and ran forward, holding the iron rope responsible for lifting and lowering tightly with both hands.

Squeeze your legs together and slowly move upwards.

He gritted his teeth, kept his balance, and tried to escape from the underground base. Baijiu did not dare to slack off for a moment.

He knew clearly that time is money now.

Not a minute could be wasted. The top priority now was to return to China and go to the address Pete told him.

In the conference room, everyone became busy because for them, the organization was about to try an undercover agent.

Despite the strict surveillance, he actually managed to escape.

It can be said to be a huge shame!

"Yes, don't panic." Brajiu said calmly, "I will catch him back."

"Then Gin will also be dealt with at the same time."

Bulajiu covered his mouth and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, no one else knows these plans except us."

"Team leader?" A Mediterranean man came over: "Baijiu, he——"

"I know everything." Bulajiu said impatiently, "Give me the intercom."