Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 856: Best Friends Become Enemies

"You can try it." Baijiu's tone was flat, and it was hard to tell whether he was joking or serious.

"Never mind." McAllen quickly dropped his smile, his expression becoming more serious than ever. "So, the plan is to find the buyer first, steal his keys, and easily get the job done."

"No." Baijiu shook his head slowly.

"I knew it," McAllen said, smiling with an expression of "as expected." "I knew it wouldn't be that simple."

Baijiu began to elaborate: "If we don't know the true purpose of this key, even if we get both halves, it will be meaningless to us."

"So," Lao Hei frowned, trying to follow Baijiu's train of thought, and a smile of understanding unconsciously appeared on his face, "Are you really planning to sell our half... to him?"

This bold and risky plan is very consistent with the "gambler" style of Baijiu.

"And we are responsible for finding out which connecting flight he will take next." Macallan added the second half consciously. He also understood Baijiu's intention in an instant.

"Finally, let you get on that plane too."

"This way you can follow the key all the way until it reaches its final destination." Lao Hei took the half key and played with it nimbly between his fingers, as if it were an ordinary antique.

McCarron then took over the conversation, raising his eyebrows calmly, saying, "You hope that whoever eventually obtains the complete key will know its true purpose."

The two of them sang in unison, accurately laying out the complex plan that Baijiu had conceived in his mind.

In a sense, the three people at this moment seemed to share the same brain, and their tacit understanding reached its peak.

"That's right." Baijiu patted their shoulders gently, "So, get the complete key..."

He took a deep breath meaningfully, "It's just the beginning."

"The fate of this world depends on what this key ultimately unlocks." Old Black held up the key and looked at it against the light. "It could lead to destruction, or... it could usher in an opportunity for rebirth."

The airport runway is filled with noise and murderous intent.

"Buzz buzz buzz! Buzz buzz buzz!"

Several large transport planes landed on the runway one after another, and the roar of their engines was deafening.

The hatch slowly opened, and a group of armed men in plain clothes but with an elite aura filed out and gathered behind Kava quickly and orderly.

The wind and noise from the propellers were so loud that Vodka had to shout at the top of his lungs, "Do you know what baijiu is?"

Kava sneered in response: "I don't know him. We don't have any personal relationship."

He paused, his eyes becoming even darker and colder, and he added, almost gritting his teeth, "In other words, I haven't said a single word to him."

"Then why... do you sound so disgusted with him?" Vodka asked a question that seemed extremely stupid to everyone present.

Perhaps, he is the only one who has not yet fully realized the seriousness behind it.

"It's simple." Kava surprisingly didn't get angry. Instead, he admitted frankly, with a chill in his voice, "Because I have a personal grudge against him, even though we've never met."

"Okay." Vodka opened his mouth, but couldn't think of anything else to say.

After all the personnel left, the transport plane took off again and disappeared into the clouds.

The technical team took full control of the site.

Inside the makeshift command vehicle, technicians quickly tapped on the keyboard, uploading Baijiu's high-definition facial features to the system and connecting it to the airport's massive surveillance network.

The newly developed facial tracking system began to operate at high speed, trying to quickly locate the real-time location of the liquor among tens of thousands of passengers.

"Ding!"

A three-dimensional map of the airport immediately appeared on the screen.

The technicians were concentrating on the system, which was automatically comparing and screening passengers whose facial features matched Baijiu's. Massive amounts of facial data were quickly checked within seconds.

Meanwhile, kava and vodka have made their way into the bustling departure halls.

"Do we have to kill Baijiu? Can't we just sit down and talk it out? Honestly, I haven't been mentally prepared to kill him. This is just too sudden..."

As soon as we entered the airport, Vodka's mouth started chattering like a floodgate opened.

Kava only felt like there was an annoying mosquito buzzing around his ear.

He wanted to pull out his gun and shoot this idiot countless times, but every time he saw Vodka's face full of "innocence" and "confusion", he suppressed his anger and could only curse helplessly: "Gin... How on earth did you tolerate him for so long..."

"Kava? Kava, are you listening? Please answer me. It's boring for me to keep talking to myself like this..." Vodka began to miss Gin.

Although he often asked these stupid questions, Gin always answered him, even though his tone was as if he wanted to kill him.

"Can you shut up?! Just follow us!" Kava finally lost his patience and growled, "Even Baijiu isn't that easy to deal with!"

"You've heard about his deeds, haven't I?!" A large amount of spit almost sprayed on Vodka's sunglasses, "From now on! I don't want to!"

"I don't want to! I don't want to hear another word of nonsense from you! Do you understand?!" Kava's eyes were wide open, so big that it was a little scary.

"I'm not Gin! I don't have that much patience, nor do I have the time to get along with you! Please! Stop being a burden! Okay?!"

The words seemed to sting Vodka.

He finally shut up and said nothing more. He just lowered his head silently and followed Kava obediently like a little follower.

But for Vodka, deep down he still couldn't understand why he was going after Baijiu.

Because Baijiu is not that kind of person at all... But he stopped thinking.

He didn't want to think about it any further, because this organization that he was familiar with now felt extremely unfamiliar to him.

Maybe it changed from the day Baijiu left Gin's organization?

The last time all the members of the Gin team gathered together flashed through his mind. He never expected that would be the last time...

In another corner of the waiting hall.

"Haha."

An inaudible laugh echoed through the noisy background.

A man in a well-tailored white suit stood in an inconspicuous corner, silently watching the backs of Kava and Vodka disappear into the distance.

Then he calmly placed a large handbag on the luggage conveyor belt.

"Thank you." The ticket inspector took the passport he handed over.

The man leaned comfortably against the counter, with a calm expression on his face as if everything was under control, and his sharp eyes scanned the entire hall.

Like a hunter waiting for his prey to fall into a trap.