Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 730 The mission begins

Baijiu and Vermouth slowly descended along the long cylindrical ladder.

After changing into a blue work suit and moving calmly on the platform, Vermouth stepped into the yellow computer case, and Baijiu took out his notebook.

Then, Baijiu unzipped his blue work clothes and looked towards the entrance. He saw that the entrance was huge, half the size of a basketball court.

A steady stream of water flowed upwards, forming a huge opening in the middle, like a sinister eye, staring at him.

Vermouth put the button into the outside of the yellow case. The computer in Baijiu's hand was already open, and he inserted the USB flash drive into the interface.

He handed it to Vermouth, and then took off his clothes, revealing a diving suit made of special devices.

Dense particles penetrated both sides of Baijiu's shoulders like fish scales, while on the other side, Vermouth did not slack off at all.

His fingers tapped the keyboard quickly and clicked the start button.

The yellow chassis they were in began to move. Baijiu adjusted his breathing and calmed his mind to stay calm.

Belmode noticed Baijiu's abnormality, clenched his palm, and added: "I'll say it again, you only have three minutes."

Baijiu nodded, and Belmode took out a yellow strip and continued, "Two minutes to exchange identity information."

"The remaining thirty seconds to escape through the maintenance hole."

Inside the military factory, in the office area, McCarron put the phone to his ear and walked quickly in the hall: "Remember, save oxygen."

"Save as much energy as possible." Macallan is even more nervous than white wine.

Baijiu didn't respond. He closed his eyes and kept exhaling and inhaling deeply, putting himself in the best condition to dive into the water.

McCarron came to the elevator and put his thumb on the identification.

"Hmph." The elevator door slowly opened, and he quickly stepped in, wiping the sweat off his forehead, and crossed his hands on his abdomen: "I'm in the elevator."

His voice was trembling, and he looked up at the top board, tapping the back of his head with his wrist to calm himself down.

Vermouth pressed the space bar, and the slowly moving yellow chassis paused in the middle, with the entrance below.

Vermouth placed a hand on his shoulder and whispered, "The current will take you into the ring, and once you arrive, I will turn it off."

McCarron's voice came from the headset: "Important reminder, the file number is 108, more important reminder."

"If you don't successfully swap your identity before I get to the gait analysis system, I'm dead."

While saying the words 'I'm dead', McCullen couldn't help but tremble.

Vermouth said tactfully, "Thanks, Macallan."

"Promise me." She put her fist on Baijiu's chest: "You must come back."

Baijiu's warm palm rested on the back of her neck and patted it gently.

After Baijiu and Vermouth looked at each other briefly, they nodded in tacit understanding, and then he pressed the timing device on his wrist.

The three-minute countdown officially begins.

In the elevator, McCarron raised his arm high and pressed the timing button on his watch, starting the three-minute countdown.

Vermouth patted Baijiu's back, and Baijiu immediately understood. He took the goggles from Vermouth's hand and put them on.

He sat on the fence on the side of the yellow chassis, looked at the vortex below, moved half a step to the left, and then placed his arms on both sides of his thighs.

"Whoosh" like a meteor, falling rapidly downwards.

"Lululul!" The moment Baijiu touched the water, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, despite the very fast speed.

But he still saw the structure inside clearly. He fell into a circular entrance and Baijiu moved slightly.

After all, the hole gets smaller as you go down.

On the other side, the elevator door in front of McAllen opened, but he did not walk out immediately, perhaps because he was too nervous.

He clenched his fists and slammed his crotch hard, muttering softly: "What are you doing! Don't you like excitement?"

After a mental struggle, McCarron took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and stepped out of the elevator door.

A surveillance camera was located diagonally to the upper right. He walked with light steps towards the gate in front of him that was emitting blue light.

On the left side of the door was a particularly awkward-looking bookshelf, a whole row filled with all kinds of books. McAllen took a quick glance at it.

The catalog was filled with Bibles. He took out one and symbolically flipped through a few pages. Suddenly, a large amount of smoke and dust swept in.

He coughed into his hand and rubbed the ashes on his thumb.

Looks like it hasn't been cleaned in a while.

Although it looks no different from an ordinary gate, the addition of blue light instantly makes it look more upscale.

It reveals a strong cyber-tech style.

He put his finger on the door handle, and after trying it for a while, the door didn't open, and McCarran laughed at his own stupidity.

He was so nervous that he didn't notice the circular roulette device under the door handle. "I told you... you're blind..."

Macallan put an iron ring into the ring wheel.

The iron ring was like the blades inside an electric fan. It first rotated half a circle clockwise, then counterclockwise, with the speed varying from fast to slow.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and checked it. It was a three-dimensional pattern of iron rings, which was responsible for automatically unlocking the door. He turned around and glanced at the surveillance camera.

"Ding" a green light appeared where the blue light was.

"Bang" the wall of bookshelves moved to both sides in an instant, and then a glass door came into view, so clean that it was completely invisible.

If it weren't for the sound, he might have bumped into it.

"No wonder..." McAllen touched his chin and walked into the first room, "The purpose of placing the bookshelf is to prevent bumping into each other..."

Ten seconds after the white wine fell into the mouth, Vermouth's ten slender fingers quickly tapped the keyboard.

"Hang! Hang! Hang!" The iron doors on the outer edge of the circular device all fell down, and the water flow was blocked.

In an instant, the water began to stop flowing, and this huge circular device was like the mouth of a steel monster.

In the control room, "Ding! Ding! Ding!" The staff member turned around to check the situation. He slid the table and chair to check the screen at the back that displayed the alarm.

For a moment, he fell into deep thought and confusion, holding the mouse in one hand and stroking the tip of his nose with the other hand: "My hair..."

A colleague came over after hearing the noise and asked, "What happened?"

"The cooling system has restarted." The man tapped on the keyboard: "It restarted automatically..."

At this time, the white wine is like sitting on a slide.

It slid downwards quickly in the narrow and sealed pipe, at an extremely fast speed, and the size was just enough to accommodate Baijiu.

"Bang!" His face instantly hit a wall.

The liquor was like debris being flushed down a toilet, its body flying uncontrollably with more intensity than he had imagined.