Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 615: Liquor: Is this a three-dimensional maneuvering device?

Chapter 615 Baijiu: Is this a three-dimensional maneuvering device?

Phoenix pressed the button next to the engine, and a lot of smoke instantly came out from inside the engine.

He shouted at the crowd, "I'm sorry! The engine is broken!"

Baijiu walked along the street ahead, looked around, turned into an alley, pulled out his retractable pistol, and quickened his pace.

He walked to the foot of the city wall, which was dark and waxy, full of traces of time.

The micro jammer was placed at the muzzle of the gun and attracted by magnetism. He aimed at the highest point.

"Whoosh!"

The disc-shaped jammer reached perfectly to the top of the city wall.

The staff in the monitoring room threw the potato chips in their hands aside and looked at the surveillance screen that had lost the signal, their expressions tense.

At the same time, he briefly pursed his greasy thumb, immediately pressed the emergency call device, and picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

"Hello."

"There's a problem with camera 121!"

The liquor rotated and switched the gun body, and an iron hook appeared at the muzzle.

He half-closed his eyes and aimed again at the position where he had just shot. "Swoosh!" The hook hit the inside of the wall.

Baijiu jogged along with the weapon in his hand. When he was about to face the wall, his abdominal core tensed and his body instantly leaned backwards.

Stand at 90 degrees with your feet against the wall.

He pulled the trigger, and the rope instantly pulled his body upwards. Baijiu quickened his pace, maintaining the same speed and frequency.

When he reached the top of the city wall, he turned over and lay flat on the narrow eaves, moving his legs and making some simple adjustments to rest.

"Humpty Dumpty is sitting on the wall."

Phoenix received the message from Baijiu through the headset, a smile appeared on the corner of its mouth, the smoke device was turned off, and the hood was closed.

He smiled happily at the crowd watching from behind and spread his hands: "Everything is fine! Thank you very much!"

"It's okay! Bye!"

"I really hope the car can blow you up, you bastard."

The Italian cursed him in the local dialect with a smile on his face.

Phoenix could roughly guess what they meant, and replied to them in German with a smile on her face: "You too! Bastards!"

"Good job, you beasts!"

Baijiu took out a square-shaped device from his pocket, which was similar to a Polaroid camera and could produce quick photos within ten seconds.

He stuck in front of the camera whose signal was blocked, and five seconds later, an extremely clear photo slowly appeared.

Baijiu did it in one go, took out the ferromagnetic disc, fixed the photo in front of the camera, and then took back the signal blocker.

On the other side, the staff in the monitoring room breathed a sigh of relief as they looked at the surveillance footage reproduced on the screen in front of them.

"Okay." He shrugged, crossed his legs, and resumed chewing potato chips. "Don't worry about it. Everything is back to normal now."

"Thank you, everything is fine now."

Baijiu took out another instrument that was shaped like a lipstick. He even used his left arm to point the instrument downwards and lightly pressed the switch.

With a "ding!" he held it in front of him.

A small string of numbers appears on the side: "Height 16.86 meters"

He took out the black technology again, which was also disc-shaped and about the same size as headphones. There was a small hook at the interface of the device.

The precision reached the nanometer level. He moved his body and hung the hook around his waist to fix it.

Then he input the height, turned his body sideways, spread his arms, and leaned his legs back, and the rope quickly extended out of the box.

Due to its extremely fine precision, the liquor seems to be suspended in the air, controlling the force.

He put his legs on the ground and took off his clothes. The ropes automatically pulled the clothes back into a ball and returned to the platform.

He was wearing a black priest robe underneath. He put on white gloves elegantly and calmly, and walked around the park calmly and confidently.

A godfather passed by him, and Baijiu said politely: "Good day! Father!"

"Good day!"

In the moat on the side of the city wall, Lao Hei, wearing diving equipment and holding an automatic water pusher, came to a blocked cave.

He took out an electric welding instrument made of special materials from his waist.

Burning the entrance to the Vatican's underground pipeline.

A scene of underwater welding is being performed.

Lao Hei said, "Group A, this is Group B, follow the plan, we will break through in sixty seconds."

"I understand." Baijiu walked into the palace holding the Bible in his hand.

The surrounding walls and buildings all show religious colors.

It gives people a serious and solemn feeling.

"Group C? Why don't you report?" Baijiu said in ventriloquy.

"Um... well." Phoenix said hesitantly, "I don't actually have anything to report."

He left from a yellow van, wearing glasses, with a dusty face and his hair was even more frizzy than before.

She was carrying a casual bag, wearing a yellow vest for travel and vacation, and had a Sony camera around her neck.

He looked at the vast square ahead with clear eyes.

Like a silly boy from the countryside coming to the city for the first time.

His tone became innocent and cute: "But I should be on time."

"We'll wait for you."

"It's estimated to arrive in two minutes." Phoenix checked the time.

"clear."

Baijiu walked down the spiral staircase. By chance, he noticed the monitoring room nearby with his peripheral vision.

All the staff were busy with their tasks and had no time to pay attention to the passing liquor.

However, only the man who was checking the surveillance footage noticed Baijiu at the first moment and stared at him with a meaningful look.

However, he did not care too much and just continued to eat potato chips silently. After all, for him, as long as the surveillance screen was not broken, it would be a big deal.

This is his job, no need to think too much.

Baijiu arrived in the underground bunker, which was extremely damp and dark, surrounded by rusty iron doors, but he did not stop.

Instead, he walked straight ahead, took out a long thin wire from his sleeve, inserted it into the door lock, and after two or three simple tries, there was a "click" sound.

He opened the door and entered the room where the server was placed.

Baijiu opened the Bible and saw a square instrument embedded in the book. He took out the instrument and placed it on the interface.

Then take out the terminal cable and connect it to the server. At the same time, insert it into the bottom of the instrument, and the wire interface lights up instantly.

"Team C, have you launched the tracker?"

Phoenix took a deep breath and raised his glasses: "On standby."

He pretended to visit an exhibition hall of Renaissance statues, his hand next to his camera, ready at a moment's notice.

Fenghuang walked down the stairs to a window on the second floor, looked out, picked up the camera, and aimed his eyes above the manhole cover underground.

He whispered, "Tracker launching now."

He pressed the shutter button, and a yellow button shot out of the camera and landed perfectly above.

On the other side, Lao Hei also finished welding the entrance to the passage.

Throw the lid to one side and dive inside the passage.