Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 654 Vermouth is like a little girl

“On the surface, his network system is a work of art.”

"But it is built on illegal foundations, which are relics of the Cold War."

Baijiu pointed at the screen and said, "Take this for example, the Novosti satellite. Kobolt will use it to order the launch of a nuclear bomb."

"We need to shut down the satellite before he succeeds."

"To shut down the satellite..." Vermouth pondered, "We have to get the identification code from Cobolt."

"No matter what method we use." Baijiu said firmly.

"If I didn't do it." Vermouth held his hand: "The whole plan would be completely ruined."

Baijiu put his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her body. They looked at each other face to face, and he looked at Vermouth affectionately.

He said gently, "You can do it."

"Of course, your words are enough."

"But..." Vermouth was in a low mood. She behaved like a little girl in front of the liquor, expressing her truest feelings.

Baijiu comforted him: "I won't blame you for doing that. No matter who you are, you will do the same thing in the face of such a situation."

Outside the room, a small car carrying a metal suit stopped in front of McAllen and Rant.

McCarron moved the computer aside and excitedly introduced it to Lant: "Okay, I want to shut down the satellite."

"We have to manually access the central server."

"You go in through the exhaust duct, put on this metal suit, and then jump into the computer array."

"I will catch you," McCarron vowed, "and then I will direct you through the satellite relay room and into the control panel."

Lant supported his head with his hands and closed his eyes to rest.

I sorted out what McAllen said in my mind and summarized it briefly: "In other words, we pretend to be guests and enter the venue separately."

"Baijiu is the defender, and then Belmode gets the access code from the rich man."

McAllen followed Lant's words and said, "I'll turn off the fan, and you jump into the computer array."

"I'll catch you, and you plug in the transmission port, then Baijiu gives me the access code, and I can find Cobolt's location."

"Wait a minute." Lant felt a little overwhelmed, his brows furrowed. "But you seem to have glossed over something important."

"That place where the computer array is, I'm right there——"

Lant swallowed, looked into McCarron's eyes to make sure he wasn't joking, and confirmed, "Just jump like that?"

McCarron responded with a serious look on his face: "I'll catch you."

Rand felt helpless as he didn't even mention the risks.

"Yeah." He smiled bitterly.

McCarron calmly explained: "I don't think there is anything difficult to understand."

"Huh?" Lanter put his tongue against his teeth. "Hey! How can it be understood? It's 25 feet high, and we can only rely on magnetism."

"Yeah." McAllen couldn't help laughing when he heard it.

Lant was thoughtful, thinking about how to speak tactfully: "Based on past experience, this technology——"

McAllen didn't appreciate the favor and interrupted him confidently.

Energetic and optimistic, he said: "This technology is very reliable!"

"Right?" He looked at him with a toothy, childish smile.

McCarron put away his smile, his expression became more serious, and he expressed his doubts: "Compared to this technology."

"What I am even more unsure about now is the heat issue."

"Another one, right?" Lant said, not surprised. "What's the heat problem?"

McCarron leaned forward and patiently explained to him: "Let me give you a simple example, just like a normal computer."

"Isn't that right? Once you turn off the fan, the equipment will become very hot!" At this point, McAllen couldn't help laughing.

The laughter was so magical that Lant was infected by it and also started laughing.

"Yeah, of course."

McCarron turned serious again in a second, his expression tense: "Relatively speaking, yes."

Lant scratched his head: "It is indeed like this, then I am just jumping into......"

He gestured with his hands, pressing down the corners of his mouth that were raised: "On an oven, essentially."

"Bang!" McCullen slammed the table excitedly and clenched his hands tightly: "That's right! That's it! That's essentially it!"

"But don't worry!" McCullen patted his chest and said, "I will definitely catch you!"

"Hmm..." Lant looked at him indifferently, but in fact he was too lazy to say anything: "That's great."

In the evening, outside a luxurious hotel in Mumbai.

There is a fountain in the middle, with a marble sculpture building next to it. At the same time, rare vegetation is planted in the outer circle.

Waves of fragrance come and touch people's heartstrings.

Outside the hotel, there are rows of luxury cars parked.

Those who come here are either powerful or wealthy, and they are all influential figures in the local area.

A gray-blue Lamborghini drove up and stopped outside the hall.

The hotel waiter wearing a headscarf opened the car door enthusiastically and greeted Baijiu and Belmode.

They spoke like a spell: "Welcome sir, welcome to our hotel!"

Vermouth wore a sexy deep V dress, and her long and proud legs were in full view of everyone, like a supermodel.

Baijiu was wearing a handsome black suit. He politely and gentlemanly took Vermouth's hand and walked into the hotel lobby.

It was filled with elites from all walks of life. It seemed like they were holding some large banquet and they were all dressed very beautifully.

They arrived at the designated location and confirmed that there was no one around.

Baijiu whispered, "Communications check."

Lanter walked around the pillar behind him and said seriously, "Saturn heard it clearly, Jupiter."

McAllen climbed the ladder and came to the dark and damp underground. He was already soaked because he was wearing an electric-proof suit.

He wiped the sweat from above his eyelids. "This is Pluto. I'm already at the meeting place."

He placed his backpack on the ground and immediately felt his breathing become smoother, a feeling of relief.

The two continued to walk around in the venue, surrounded by several dancers dressed in local costumes, dancing.

Vermouth looked into the distance and poked the liquor lightly: "I found the target, he is 25 degrees northeast."

She naturally took the wine glass handed to her by the waiter, held the wine tray in her hand, shook it evenly, and then tasted it carefully.

Baijiu locked eyes with her and whispered, "Get us the password. I'm going to take action."

"Don't worry." Then she put the wine glass on the table beside her.

Taking charming steps, she walked towards her goal confidently.