Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 625 Shanghai Operation

Chapter 625 Shanghai Operation

Marmot picked up a pen and started sketching on the paper, making notes and adding: "If you want to get into the laboratory, you can only take a secret elevator."

"This elevator can only be opened by people in the laboratory."

"Everything in the building is monitored by security cameras."

Baijiu pondered for a moment and then asked, "What about the roof of the building?"

Marmot flipped the paper left and right. "There are four guards at all times, two at each end of the roof."

Lao Hei complained: "Compared to this, the organization's headquarters is a piece of cake. There is no difficulty at all."

Baijiu stood in front of the window, looking at the tall buildings on the opposite bank.

"That's the one." He turned around and asked, "How tall is that building?"

"What's wrong?" Lao Hei looked at him in surprise.

Marmot raised his eyebrows and curled his lips: "The highest point is 162 meters."

"What about that one?" Baijiu pointed to the left: "How tall is it?"

Marmot looked at the data and told Baijiu: "It says it's 226 meters."

"226 meters?" Baijiu thought, picked up a marker and drew the tall building on the other side of the river on the glass: "The distance between the two buildings?"

"47 meters away," Marmot added.

"White wine?" Lao Hei looked at him puzzled.

Baijiu measured the pattern with his fingers and murmured, "Very good, I think the height is enough."

"Enough for what?" Phoenix asked.

"It's enough to serve as a fulcrum." Lao Hei pursed his lips and roughly understood Baijiu's intention.

"Wait..." Phoenix swallowed his saliva: "You mean... are you going to walk over? No, no, no, wait a minute..."

Fenghuang rested her arms on the table, denied Baijiu's point of view, stood up to interrupt, and expressed her own opinion.

"Do you think you're making a science fiction movie, Team Leader?"

"This is just a theory. It's a bit too risky."

"Could you have just slid off the roof?" Phoenix asked.

"It is indeed possible." Baijiu was firm in his opinion and wrote the formula on the glass to verify the feasibility of this plan.

Marmot reminded Baijiu: "Even if you can really get to the roof, kill the guard, and get the rabbit's foot."

"You can't just come out through the main door, can you?"

The marmot shook his head slightly: "Where are you going from?"

Baijiu responded without hesitation: "Jumping from the top, I need a parachute."

Fenghuang still persuaded Baijiu and spread his hands: "But team leader, have you ever thought about it."

"162 meters is the minimum for skydiving."

"Yeah." Marmot echoed, "If you had opened the parachute a little lower, you would have died."

"What are you going to do then?" Phoenix asked the fatal question, half-squinting his eyes: "Land in the center of Shanghai?"

"Do you think there are people in this cosmopolitan city who can't see it?"

Baijiu said calmly: "Fly across two streets and you will reach the central green space."

Lao Hei stood up from his seat, pulled down his collar, moved slowly forward, and stood behind Baijiu.

He said earnestly: "Wait a minute, some white wine."

He clasped his hands together. “Although I don’t have a better idea, sometimes being too bold is equal to being stupid.”

"We don't even know what that thing is yet, and you're going to hand it over directly to the guy who's colluding with the terrorists."

Baijiu turned around and retorted: "Laohei, of course I'm not prepared to give him the thing just like that."

He stated his point calmly and rationally: "We can find out where it has gone by installing a tracker on the rabbit's foot."

"We have all these equipment here. I brought them here myself."

"I contacted Gin and the others and asked the headquarters to track their whereabouts and plan an operation to get the Rabbit's Foot back and catch Owen."

Baijiu took a deep breath and remained calm: "If I can rescue Belmode, we will win."

Baijiu's eyes trembled slightly, and he shrugged: "If we can't save him..."

He shook his head slightly, his voice choked, and the images of him and Vermouth flashed quickly in his mind like a movie.

He clenched his fists: "Then she might just be dead."

"I'll go with her myself." Baijiu's voice became weaker and weaker, with tears flashing in his eyes: "You know?"

He raised his eyes, shifted his attention, and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall: "What the hell... It's 8:11."

Baijiu let out a long sigh and threw all the negative emotions behind him.

He said calmly: "In two hours, they will kill Vermouth."

He stared at everyone with a determined look in his eyes: "Are you going to do it?"

The atmosphere became silent. Lao Hei stroked his beard with his fingers and said, "Of course we have to do it."

An hour and a half later, above the Zhongtong Bank Financial Building.

The liquor building stood at the highest point, wearing an action leather jacket, and looked down at the hustle and bustle of traffic below with a determined look.

There was not a trace of fear.

Lao Hei leaned close to his ear, put his hand on his shoulder, squeezed it gently, and reminded him in a low voice: "You have 18 minutes."

"You can definitely get there." Old Black encouraged, "You can definitely find the rabbit's foot and bring it to the roof."

"When you're ready to jump, just send me a message and we'll come get you."

Baijiu held the telescopic cable gun in his hand and nodded: "Thank you for coming, Laohei, it's great to have you, I'm serious."

"That was originally my mission." Lao Hei smiled faintly.

Then he half-knelt down, picked up the night vision binoculars, looked towards the building opposite, and observed the situation.

In just thirty seconds, he quickly locked onto the guard who was in charge of guarding the platform, and Lao Hei couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

The intercom lifted up: "In position."

The pitching machine on the distant building started to work, set according to the angle and speed calculated in advance.

One baseball after another shot out of the machine.

It rolled down from the glass slope guarded by the guard.

"Hey! Hey! What is that?" a guard called out.

"Hey! Did you see that?"

"What! What is that?"

"I see!"

"It's over there." The guard pointed to the building opposite: "It came from over there, Amin."

"So what is it? Is it a baseball?"

"Yes."

"Where did it come from?"

"It's the building!" He tore his throat, a little impatient: "It's from the building opposite."

Baijiu and Laohei looked at each other. Laohei looked at him with trusting eyes and a sincere smile.

Baijiu understood Laohei's intention, swung his arms, ran on the platform, exerted force with his calves, and jumped into the air in an instant.

Lao Hei turned around quickly and checked the rope retractor beside him.

"Hum!" After a sharp pause in the air, Baijiu used his abdominal strength to turn his body and stick to the outer edge of the glass.

Using the inertia brought by the descent, he flew towards a building on the side.

In an instant, the moment he reached the opposite building, Baijiu picked up the knife and cut the steel cable hanging around his waist.

"Peng!"

His body slammed heavily into the glass on one side, but unexpectedly, the impact was too strong and he didn't hold on tightly.

Accidentally fell onto the glass below.

The guard in charge noticed the liquor as it slid rapidly down the slanted glass.

Hand holding the rifle, ready to press the trigger.

"Die!!!"