Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 647 Didn’t you say that we shouldn’t rely on luck?

"Yes..." Lant looked to the side in a daze: "That's it, we are finished."

"No." Baijiu immediately denied it, encouraging everyone's confidence: "We are not finished yet."

"Indeed." Lant tilted his head slightly. "Anyway, when he finds out the password is wrong, it will be over."

"It won't end." Baijiu turned around.

McCarron sat in front of his computer and put his headphones in his ears: "He's already in the elevator."

"Hold them back." Baijiu urged.

Eris was very cautious. He would stop at each floor the elevator passed and would not lean forward easily.

Baijiu reloaded the pistol with bullets: "McAllen, how long will it take to reprogram the box?"

"It'll only take a few seconds, but what are you going to do?"

Baijiu expressed his bold inner thoughts: "I want to make a real replica."

"What?" Macallan was stunned for a moment, and Rand looked at Baijiu in disbelief: "That won't do."

"Wait a minute!" McAllen spoke faster: "Eris is already on the 22nd floor!!"

"Slow down the elevator."

"Okay, I'll try my best."

"Wait a minute, Baijiu, wait a moment." Lant stood up and stepped forward to persuade him: "Think about it for a moment."

"Are you going to give Eris the real nuclear weapons launch codes?"

"That's right!" Baijiu stretched out his arms and looked forward with a firm gaze: "Reprogramming."

"Stop first! Stop!" In the room, two people had a disagreement because of their different ideas.

"Think about what you are saying!" Lant tried his best to stay calm: "You are possessed and your mind is not clear!"

"Did you hit your head just now and become stupid?"

Lanter snatched the box and hugged it tightly in his arms: "Absolutely not! I will never allow this!"

He threatened Baijiu and stretched the box to the high platform at the back.

"It's already the 33rd floor!" McAllen reminded.

"Rant." Baijiu said earnestly, "Please think about it carefully. The password is not the mission objective."

"Eris is! Wake up!"

"I'm sober!" Lant shouted, "Then follow the original plan and give him the fake password so that he can't succeed."

Baijiu patiently persuaded: "You know this is useless. Those guys have failed and will keep doing it until they succeed."

"41st floor!" McAllen raised his voice.

"We let Eris go this time, but he'll still get out next time! Find another way to succeed."

"When that time comes, at that step, the organization won't be able to stop it!"

"We only have this one chance!" Baijiu's forehead was bulging with veins: "Okay, Lant, give me the box quickly!"

Lant still maintained his point of view, took a half step back, and showed no intention of giving in: "No, you said it yourself."

"There can't be any element of luck."

"You are the advisor, right?" Baijiu looked at him sharply: "Analyze it for me now."

"Is there no other way for him to get the code?"

“We’ve reached the 50th floor!!!”

Seeing that Lant remained silent, Baijiu seized the opportunity and continued, "Just say it! Right here, right now!"

"Is it his only choice?"

"If you say yes! Then I give up!"

Rand's momentum was gradually overshadowed by the liquor and gradually decreased.

"Bang!" The disguise mask and toolbox leaning against the wall fell from above, and their faces were cut by the scattered blades.

Vermouth looked at Baijiu and shook her head.

Baijiu made a quick decision: "Then we won't disguise ourselves."

"No more disguise?" McAllen couldn't believe his ears.

"It's time for Vermouth to go."

“White wine!” Vermouth cast a concerned look: “Think about it carefully, is there anything with less risk————”

"We have no choice!" Baijiu said firmly.

"But Baijiu, aren't you going to meet Pramiya unarmed? This is completely a trap for you!"

"Who said they have met?" Baijiu asked back with a raised eyebrow.

"Then who said they haven't met?" Vermouth asked.

"It doesn't matter!" Lant finally spoke and handed the box to Baijiu: "We have no choice!"

The liquor passed the box to Macallan in due course.

"Hmph!" As the door opened, three people walked out of the room one after another, wearing brand new suits.

They walked in different directions along the aisle. Baijiu and Rand were in a group, while Vermouth was in a group of her own and acted alone.

On the other side, the elevator door slowly opened, and Eris pushed the Polish cryptographer outside, letting him act as a humanoid detector.

Eris followed closely behind them to explore the way, and the cryptographer was the husband of the family who was kidnapped in Moscow before.

Baijiu and Rant quickened their pace and ran quickly in the escape corridor, taking seven or eight steps at a time.

They stopped at a floor and pushed open the security door.

Walking in the corridor, after simply tidying up her clothes, Vermouth came into a brand new room.

Make a simple arrangement and tidy up the items on the table.

"Knock, knock, knock!" There was a series of knocks on the door. She straightened her body and walked towards the door in her high heels.

At the same time, Baijiu and Rand also stood in front of the door.

Knocking softly on the door of the guest room, Lant whispered, "Goggles."

After saying that, he took the bottle of liquor from his neck and handed it to him.

While fixing his messy hair, Lant was still a little worried, and asked tentatively: "What if they have met?"

"Come in!" A strange woman's voice came from inside.

Two groups of people, two rooms opened their doors at the same time.

Baijiu and Lant looked inside and saw a Russian woman with long blond hair, it was Pramya.

She was wearing a low-cut dress and high heels, and looked slim and well-behaved, not like a killer at all.

On Vermouth's side, there were Eris and the cryptographer.

Baijiu and Rant strolled into the room, surrounded by bodyguards on both sides.

Pramya spoke fluent English: "Who is Eris, you two?"

Baijiu breathed a sigh of relief, because this sentence showed that the two of them had indeed never met.

This time, he bet right!

On the other side, Vermouth asked, "Which of you two is Eris?"

The man with the slicked-back hair turned around, extended his hand and smiled, "I'm Eris, and I admire your work."

"Really?" Vermouth couldn't help but smile.