Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 618 Explode! Lamborghini!

Chapter 618 Explode! Lamborghini!

Marmot stroked his hair: "Team A, you have a guest coming in."

"Finish reading! If you don't finish reading, I'll shoot you!"

"Get me out of the gloom."

"Got it." Lao Hei said indifferently: "You can deal with it now."

Then Baijiu pressed the trigger, and a large amount of electric current shot out from the muzzle of the gun. Owen fainted, and Phoenix also came out from the vent at this time.

"Did Team A get it? The bodyguards will be here soon."

"Team D!" Baijiu and Fenghuang dragged him: "Hold him back, I still need some time!"

"It's too late." Marmot said urgently: "He's almost at the door."

Baijiu and Fenghuang stopped at the same time and looked at each other. Baijiu let go of his hand, calmly thought of a countermeasure, took out the spray reagent, and sprayed it on his chest.

"Squeak!" The bodyguard pushed the door open and looked inside with a murderous look.

Baijiu was seen standing in front of the mirror, wiping the stains on his chest with a towel. He turned his head and looked at the bodyguard.

"Sir, is there any problem?" asked the bodyguard.

Lao Hei complained in the headset, his hands never stopping: "There are too many problems. The voiceprint camouflage is still in the making. It will take another 30 seconds."

Baijiu raised his eyes and slightly opened his lips, and Fenghuang was just to the right side of the door, hiding in the arms of the unconscious Owen.

Baijiu coughed twice, and then the coughing continued for a while to delay time.

"Sir?" The bodyguard moved forward, looking at him with confused eyes.

Baijiu kept stretching out his hands to signal him to stop, but the bodyguard seemed to have a refuting personality and continued to move forward.

"Cough cough!" Baijiu coughed violently, and finally, the bodyguard stopped.

At this time, the door was only one-third open, and Phoenix and the unconscious Owen were exposed outside. Phoenix's eyes were wide open, and he didn't dare to breathe, watching with bated breath how Baijiu would resolve the crisis.

However, the bodyguard always had his back to the two of them, which was a blessing in disguise.

"Six seconds left, I'm going to upload." Lao Hei reported.

"Okay, let's talk."

"I'm fine, go out and wait for me." Baijiu patted his chest lightly: "I couldn't catch my breath just now."

The bodyguard hesitated for a long time, turned sideways, and left through the small open gap without looking to the right.

Phoenix let out a long sigh, his legs slumped to the ground, his heart pounding, a glimmer of tears in his eyes.

Lao Hei closed his computer and said, "See you in the sewer!"

Baijiu walked out of the banquet hall carrying a briefcase and met Marmot and said hello.

"I'm sorry for staining your shirt." Marmot continued to apologize in Cantonese.

Baijiu pretended not to understand and asked the female assistant beside him to translate.

She repeated what the marmot said, and Baijiu responded generously, "It's okay."

"There's a restroom in my hotel," Marmot suggested.

The female assistant continued to translate: "The hotel she's staying in has a laundry service. She's willing to arrange it for you."

"You mean... you're willing to help me wash my shirt?" Baijiu rolled his eyes and said playfully, "Then what are we going to do while I'm waiting in your room without a shirt on?"

"I'll think about it." Marmot smiled charmingly: "I'll drive."

"Come with me to the hotel." Baijiu gentlemanly took Marmot's hand.

The female assistant beside him asked considerately, "Sir, do you need us to keep your briefcase?"

"No thanks."

After disappearing from the female assistant's sight, Baijiu immediately let go of her hand and switched to a normal tone: "Very good acting."

"Thank you."

On the other hand, Fenghuang is still doing the hardest and most tiring work. If he had turned on WeChat Sports, his steps would definitely have been close to 5 in just half a day.

He dragged the unconscious Owen and pulled him out of the passage with difficulty. God knows what he had been through.

He tied the rope around Owen's back, then used the simple retractable rope he had made above to slowly move him down.

Lao Hei turned on the flashlight, jogged in the sewer, held up the signal receiver, and received the signal.

Marmot drove the car forward and the car body was covered by a manhole cover. She pressed a button on the side and the car body automatically opened a circular entrance and a black head popped out from underneath.

"Is there something wrong?" Baijiu looked down at Laohei and joked.

"It's okay. Are you okay?" Lao Hei wiped his bald head.

"It's okay." Baijiu handed the briefcase to Laohei: "Be careful."

"Also, you stink really bad." Baijiu covered his nose with a look of disgust.

"Don't blame me, you will be like this in a while."

The three of them came to the sewer, Baijiu tore off the mask and threw it into the dirty wastewater on one side: "Blow up the car."

Marmot pulled open the hem of her skirt and took out the button hidden on the side of her thigh, revealing a reluctant expression: "Ah, such a beautiful car, it exploded just like that, I really feel a little sad."

"Indeed, I am a little reluctant too." Baijiu echoed.

"It's okay. It's the organization that's paying for it. It's not our money that's being spent."

The marmot took a deep breath, closed his eyes, pressed the button, and with a loud "BOOM!", the Lamborghini instantly caught fire.

Parts flew everywhere, and the powerful impact of the explosion shattered the glass door at the banquet entrance.

Baijiu and his men took advantage of the sound of the explosion to steer the ship and speed along the river.

The wind blew Baijiu's hair, and he smiled contentedly. Looking at the billowing smoke rising behind him, he looked ahead with enjoyment.

Celebrating the successful completion of the mission with no members injured.

At this time, in the organization's base in Tokyo, the leader of the action team in the Tokyo district was holding a meeting and training in the conference room.

Of course, Gin is one of these people.

"Now please pay attention, I will show you the third satellite map, provided by our friends."

"Ding!" Gin felt bored and thought this training was meaningless.

According to him, theory is always theory and is far less convincing than practice. Suddenly, he received a text message. He glanced at it quickly and then smiled with satisfaction.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Mr. Brass, Mr. Gin wants to see you."

"Let him come over." Brajiu crossed his legs and crossed his arms.

Before he finished speaking, Gin, with a cigarette in his mouth, pushed the door open and said coldly, "The liquor team just caught Owen in Rome."

"They're on their way back now, I thought I should tell you."

Bulajiu looked at him meaningfully: "Do you know about this operation?"

"How could I not know?" Gin stared at Bra with a look of suspicion and indifference in his eyes: "Judging from your reaction, you don't seem very happy."

"Well done." Bulajiu responded perfunctorily.

Gin narrowed his eyes and aimed the gun at his head: "You know, I hate rats the most."

"If I catch you, I'll shoot you in the forehead several times!"

"Then I hope you can catch my tail, Gin." Bra glared at him provocatively.