Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 662: Getting Ready to Start the Holiday

"Besides, it's not your job to protect her, Rant."

"It's my responsibility." Baijiu stretched out his hand.

"Then we're even now?" Rant joked.

"We're settled."

After saying that, Lant picked up the phone on the table and tapped it twice.

Tokyo, Shizuoka Prefecture, night.

"It's the bottom of the ninth inning, the score is 3 to 2, the Celtic Lakers are leading by one point, and they are using their trump card Komatsu to suppress their opponent."

"A two-run ball has been thrown and the runner is sliding to second base."

In the dark forest, a private car was parked deep inside. The mountain wind blew the leaves, making a rustling sound. Suddenly, a burst of gunfire was heard.

"Bang!" Five gunshots rang out from the edge of the cliff.

"Bang!" A man leaned back and fell from a high place into the deep sea, causing a huge splash of water.

As it was still late at night and before dawn, no one around noticed or heard anything.

The two people sitting in the car opened the door, got out one by one, and walked towards the person who fired the shooter. They were one tall man and one fat man.

They all wore a pair of sunglasses, sewing hats, and scarves to cover their faces.

Perhaps it was because it was too cold at night.

The chubby man asked anxiously, "Did you hit it?"

"Yeah." He put away the pistol and said easily, "All four shots hit the body. It's hard to see that guy disappear."

The chubby man showed a smug look on his face and said with a sly grin, "The shadow planner, Da Cai San."

"I guess it's just turned into a pile of seaweed now."

"You're right." The tall and thin man smiled contemptuously, looking at the turbulent sea water below: "The tide comes very fast in this area."

He raised his sunglasses slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile: "Before the body floated up, it might have been eaten by fish. There is not much left."

"But..." The fat man questioned, and said naively, "No matter what, there is no need to kill this guy."

The tall and thin man's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a tough manner: "What the hell do you know! We just killed a bank clerk."

"That cowardly kid actually shouted that he wanted to turn himself in."

He frowned, clenched his fists, and his eyes were filled with infinite anger: "How can I just ignore it! Besides! The most important thing!"

"They have all seen what that boy looks like!"

The man who fired the gun said coldly: "These are not important, they are already in the past. Let's talk about the most important thing."

"What do you do with the stack of money in the trunk?"

"That's right." The fat man agreed. He smiled when he heard about the money splitting, and his tone became much calmer: "That's 400 million yen!"

"Moreover, out of those 400 million, 300 million of the numbers are in order."

"What the hell are you afraid of?" the tall and thin man cursed, "We brothers made such a big profit this time."

He reached into his pocket, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth: "Now we just have to wait for the storm to pass."

The man who fired the gun took out a check and threw it into the air: "Take it, this is our gift to you."

He sighed, "Don't blame us for being ruthless, Boss."

The banknotes eventually floated onto the sea surface and, under the impact of the waves, disappeared into the bottomless ocean along with the corpse.

The next day, early in the morning.

At the front desk of the luxury cruise ship, the staff said with a smile: "Congratulations! You got it right!"

"Now please get on board!" The staff opened the door enthusiastically: "Welcome to this luxury dolphin trip!"

"I didn't expect that the answer given by Brother Yi Yu was actually correct." Mao Li exclaimed.

Baijiu said modestly: "No, no, I just guessed it by chance."

"Thanks to your good teaching, Master, I was able to expand my thinking and figure out the answer to the question."

Vermouth was in a somewhat unhappy mood, after all, this was supposed to be a date just for the two of them.

The drunkard Kogoro Mouri accidentally joined them.

The matter started two days ago.

It was a sunny weekend, and because of Baijiu's recent outstanding performance, the organization approved him to take a vacation to recuperate.

He had nothing to do, so he went to the detective agency as a visitor.

Have a brief contact with Kogoro Mori. After all, we haven't seen each other for almost a month. We need to maintain the master-disciple relationship and lay the foundation for future missions.

He stood outside the door and heard Xiaolan's excited voice inside the house: "Records! Records!"

"It must be the record!"

Baijiu gently pushed the door open and said politely, "Long time no see, Master Maori, Xiaolan!"

"Teacher Yi Yu!" Xiao Lan was a little surprised: "Are you feeling better? Everyone misses you so much!"

Baijiu hugged Xiaolan like a gentleman: "Thank you for your concern, Xiaolan. I have just recovered from my injury and will be back to school soon."

Recently, Baijiu was unable to teach at Teitan High School due to a mission he was carrying out overseas, so he made up a lie about falling and breaking a bone while climbing a mountain.

Baijiu asked tentatively, "By the way, what were you talking about just now? What record or no record? Has your favorite singer released an album?"

Xiaolan poured some tea and came to the white wine with the cup: "It's the news that's been making a lot of noise recently."

"Thank you." Baijiu took the tea and blew away the hot air with his mouth.

Xiaolan opened her phone and clicked on the news: Most Japanese people will keep something important. Do you have such a thing?

Anyone who still possesses this precious item, which is almost completely extinct, can take part in a luxury dolphin tour for free.

Take aboard the luxurious Pearl.

Seeing this, Baijiu couldn't help but exclaimed "Oh", after all, the Pearl is a cruise ship that no matter how much money you have, you can't get on.

After reading the news, Baijiu was a little tempted. He thought he could participate in this event with Vermouth to travel and relax, and enhance their relationship at the same time.

Xiaolan acted coquettishly to Maori who was lying on the sofa beside her: "Dad! Let's go and take a look with the record!"

"Maybe it's not too late to go now!"

Maori was indifferent and simply glanced at the newspaper: "Your cruise ship is leaving on Monday, and you still have to go to school then."

"I can't go." After saying that, Maori lit a cigarette.

"Okay." Xiaolan immediately became disappointed.

"Besides, let me tell you." Mao Li flicked his cigarette butt, "I'm not going to join this tour group."

"Besides." Mao Li showed a triumphant smile: "Your answer is totally wrong."

He said what he was thinking: "If it was a record, he wouldn't have specifically mentioned the Japanese."

"Then Master Maori." Baijiu stood up and smiled: "What do you think the answer is?"

“Hahahahaha!” Maori stuck his tongue out of his mouth and laughed loudly: “Of course it’s the Japanese now.”

"The lost spirit of Bushido!"

Baijiu covered his head helplessly. Maori Kogoro continued to perform steadily as always. For a moment, it was unclear whether he was serious or abstract.

Xiaolan lowered her head in embarrassment: "Please, Dad, how should I take this kind of thing over?"

She put her hands on her waist and said, "I don't have any bushido spirit, either in the past or now."