Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 621: Foolish Vodka, Saves Vermouth

Chapter 621: Foolish Vodka Saves Vermouth

At the critical moment, he grabbed the iron chain beside him tightly.

He adjusted his breathing, swayed his body, maintained his balance, and climbed slowly upwards. He tilted his neck as far as he could and looked forward.

The special forces surrounded Owen in an orderly manner and escorted him into the helicopter in a very disciplined and organized manner.

Baijiu bit his lower lip and kept exerting force on his abdomen. The nails on both his hands were badly broken, and the gravel was covered with his bloody scratches.

He looked ahead with a determined gaze. Before the action began, he promised Gin that he would not let Owen go.

Baijiu picked up the assault rifle on the ground and changed the magazine with his blood-stained, horrible fingers.

Owen held the armrest, stroked his loose hair, and looked at Baijiu calmly.

This time, there was less contempt and provocation in his eyes.

Instead, there is more revenge and murderous intent.

Baijiu still did not choose to give up the chase. He stepped on the top of one car after another and then flew forward.

Baijiu grabbed the fallen steel plate from the bridge with one hand. The sharp blade made his palm bloody.

Baijiu's angry mood covered up the pain, not only for Gin, but also for himself and for Vermouth's safety.

This guy Irving might really be able to do that kind of thing!

Combined with the dream I had not long ago, I dare not think deeply about it!

Baijiu gritted his teeth, pulled the trigger, and used his shoulder to reduce the strong recoil.

"Hun! Hun! Hun!" All the bullets were used up.

Owen could no longer hide the smile on his lips. He rolled his eyes at Baijiu and then spat in his direction.

He left without looking back, and the helicopter disappeared from Baijiu's sight.

Baijiu stood there blankly, tidying up his hair that blocked his vision with his bloody hands, and took out his blood-stained cell phone.

Vermouth still hasn't contacted him yet.

Baijiu turned around in circles and called Kiel.

"Hello? Gil, this is Baijiu, do you know where Vermouth is?"

"I'm on my way to look for her now. She should be at home."

"Didn't you call her?" Baijiu wiped the blood-stained sweat stains: "I called her, but no one answered."

"I called her. I thought she might be busy." Kiel's tone became serious: "Or..."

"By the way, Vodka might know." Kiel recalled: "When we finished the mission, I vaguely heard Vodka——"

"When will the mission be completed!" Baijiu interrupted excitedly.

"........"

Kiel was stunned for a moment, but she expressed her understanding and didn't care too much.

"Sorry...my tone was a bit harsh." Baijiu took the initiative to apologize.

"Nothing." Keel recalled: "About three hours ago."

"Three hours ago..." Baijiu's eyes suddenly widened, his heart started pounding, and cold sweat soaked his whole body.

Because he knew clearly that his name was exposed three hours ago.

Baijiu shook his head, hung up the phone, touched the amulet, prayed silently in his heart, and called Vodka.

"Hello?" A simple and honest voice came from Vodka.

"Vodka! Do you know where Vermouth went?"

"Hehehe." Vodka grinned: "I was just about to call you, you don't know if I didn't have this phone call, I would still -"

"Get to the point!" Baijiu roared, and Vodka, who was driving, was frightened and almost crashed into the green belt on the side.

He adjusted his sunglasses and said cautiously, "There is a member who calls himself Lao Hei."

"I just found a random contact, that is, me, to ask where you are. I want to have a drink with you to celebrate the successful completion of this mission."

Vodka said pitifully: "Didn't you say you would be back today? It's afternoon now, I think it should be fine."

"Don't talk so much nonsense!" Baijiu said angrily: "What else did you say? Is there any information about Vermouth?"

"Yes... yes." Vodka said tremblingly, afraid of saying another wrong word.

"You are sick! You are talking about Vermouth's message."

"The only thing you can do is drive! Can you use your brain? When will you be able to live like a human being?!"

Vodka didn't dare to breathe, nor did he dare to talk back, after all, the grade of the liquor was superior to his.

"Speak up! Why are you pretending to be dumb?"

He swallowed, "It's just.... He said he's a fan of Vermouth and wanted to meet her and ask her where he is."

"And he also said...he had informed you in advance——"

"And you told him the address!?" Baijiu gradually calmed down, digesting his anger in his heart.

At the same time, I was thinking about the worst-case scenario and pondering countermeasures.

"Yes... yes." Vodka finally realized that he had said the wrong thing: "Mainly... I don't think... I don't think you will leak your phone number."

"I really trust your ability to keep a secret...that's why I gave it to him..."

Baijiu took a deep breath, felt speechless, and hung up the phone.

Vodka has become stupid to a certain extent. Its reputation is there and its name is well-known. Even Irving knows who to target.

What kind of good person is this? When you ask me where I am, I tell you my complete address and even my house number. It's outrageous!

Baijiu slapped his head and regretted that he shouldn't have invited Vodka to the hot pot party at Vermouth's house.

But he quickly put all this behind him, became calm and rational again, and ran forward.

He opened the car door, got into a vehicle that was not too badly damaged, stepped on the accelerator, and sped through the narrow ruins.

Baijiu held the steering wheel with one hand, running through red lights one after another, while constantly contacting Vermouth.

He clicked on his watch and sent a message to nearby informants with one click. The content of the message was the same, asking them to go to the vicinity of Vermouth to see if there was anything unusual.

This is a risky move and also a gambling one!

"At 4 pm this afternoon, the Hokkaido Bridge was forced to close at both ends."

Baijiu put the watch to his lips and said, "Everyone listen carefully, immediately investigate Belmode's whereabouts within three hours!"

Baijiu directly broke through the fence on one side and approached the house in a straight line.

"Ding!" A message came from an informant.

"Report! Vermouth went to the Mihua Second People's Hospital fifteen minutes ago, not to carry out a mission, but to buy medicine alone."

"Fifteen minutes..."

Baijiu drifted and changed direction: "It's not too late!"

A dilapidated vehicle, burning its surplus value, was speeding in the opposite direction on the highway.