Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 627: Dream Reappearance

Chapter 627 The Dream Reappears

Baijiu said excitedly: "Hurry up and drive out of here, I have no signal!"

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

The window of the black car at the rear was slightly open, and two guards leaned out half of their bodies, holding rifles and firing at their vehicle.

The rear glass instantly shattered to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Baijiu turned around to look at the condition of the marmot.

"Not yet." Marmot wiped the glass shards off his face with his hand, raised his gun and pointed it at the vehicle behind him: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Turn! Go to the alley!" Baijiu commanded, "Buy time with them! The army will suppress them soon!"

The men in charge of guarding were really desperate. They even opened fire in the center of Shanghai to protect the rabbit's foot.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" Baijiu closed his eyes and prayed.

In the bustling snack street, five cars are speeding, and the friction sound of the tires covers up the hustle and bustle of the market.

"I still have no signal." Baijiu frowned and repeated, "Why is there still no signal?"

"I'm driving! I'm driving! I'm driving!" Phoenix responded.

"Ah!" The marmot covered his right arm in pain. Blood flowed out instantly, staining the back seat of the car red.

"Marmot! Are you okay?" Baijiu hurriedly turned back to check the situation.

"It's so terrible..." Marmot gasped: "I'm sorry..."

Baijiu wiped his nose, opened the car door, leaned down, stuck his head out from under the seat, and aimed at the tires of the vehicle behind.

He tore his throat: "Phoenix, drive steadily!"

"Roger that!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Baijiu's magazine was used up, and the vehicle's tires instantly started to leak air. The tires began to rub and slip, and drifted uncontrollably.

"Boom!" There was an explosion behind.

The pursuing black car rammed directly into a large truck parked on the side of the road, igniting a raging flame that illuminated the night sky of Shanghai.

Phoenix said calmly, "Press redial quickly."

"You have five seconds, you know," Irving said.

"Rabbit's foot, I got it."

Owen continued, "Wait for me in the parking lot on Dun'an Middle Road. You'll be alone."

Inside the Tokyo Black Organization's underground intelligence agency.

Pete answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Encrypt it first." Baijiu said coldly.

“I’ve encrypted it.”

Pete pushed open the door, walked into the emergency passage, naturally took out a cigarette from his arms, put it in his mouth and lit it.

"I got the rabbit's foot."

Pete asked with concern: "Are you okay now?"

"I'm installing the tracker." Baijiu opened the toolbox and carefully placed the device.

"You'll be in charge of tracking. Make sure we find this thing."

Baijiu enjoined: "Because of Gin, I trust you very much."

Pete spit the cigarette aside and put out the butt with his heel. He quickened his pace and walked into an office.

“What’s the tracking code?”

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"Got it." The location of the liquor immediately appeared on the computer screen, with the longitude and latitude coordinates displayed in great detail.

Pete stared at the screen: "I saw you on the wave road."

"If you don't hear from me after eight hours, you'd better send members of your organization to look for it, or you can call the police and use the local armed police force."

Pete took a deep breath and said, "Good luck!"

"You too."

On the other side, with Baijiu leading the way, they successfully got rid of the police's pursuit. He took advantage of the time when Phoenix briefly looked at the navigation.

Baijiu entered the string of urgent numbers and reported to the headquarters.

"I am on an undercover mission in Shanghai. My car number is 沪A627B. Please do not arrest me. ————White wine"

"Boom boom boom!"

On the other side, there was a knock on the door outside Pete's office.

It was Brajiu, he pushed the door open and walked in, smiling, looking at Pete: "Mr. Pete."

"Yes." Pete looked at him expressionlessly.

"I just noticed that you seemed to have sent a group of people to China yesterday afternoon."

"It seems that you don't have this right now."

Peter calmly crossed his legs and leaned back: "I received intelligence that Sarajiu had recently defected."

“Escaped in Shanghai.”

"Sa Luojiu?" Bulajiu looked at the note in his hand and said, "Is this the man who carried out the assassination mission with you two weeks ago?"

"Yes, it's him." Pete nodded calmly.

"You know what I'm thinking, Peter?" Brajiu's voice suddenly became low: "I'm thinking about taking a look at this information."

"I'll wait for you in the office."

"Yes." Pete nodded impatiently.

Located in a sparsely populated street on the Bund.

Two cars stopped by the roadside. Lao Hei got out of the SUV, checked to see if there was anything unusual, and then hugged Baijiu.

Baijiu put one hand in his pocket and said calmly: "See you when we get back."

"White wine." Lao Hei patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "You know they might kill both of you."

Baijiu lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "Then we won't meet again."

"Go back quickly." He patted Lao Hei's forearm.

He said a simple goodbye to everyone, then walked away from them, holding the rabbit's foot bottle-shaped device.

The next day, early in the morning, the sun had just risen.

Baijiu arrived at the meeting place as scheduled. The area was full of garbage and ruins, and was surrounded by several unfinished buildings.

He checked the time, and suddenly heard the sound of tires hitting rocks, which became louder and louder. Baijiu looked to the side.

A white Bentley drove up and slowly stopped next to the liquor.

The car door opened automatically. Baijiu was very discerning and went straight into the back seat. It was pitch black inside. He looked around and observed the surroundings.

He fumbled around the left and right sides of the seat, and in an instant, he grabbed a round object that seemed to be a medicine jar.

"Shh!"

The barrier in front slowly lowered, and a long-haired man with blue pupils turned his head from the co-pilot seat and looked at Baijiu.

"Drink it and don't ask any more questions." After that, the barrier rose again.

Baijiu looked at the medicine jar in his hand, unfastened the buckle without any hesitation, and drank it in one gulp.

Suddenly, a wonderful feeling burned in Baijiu's body.

Various images emerged uncontrollably in his mind, from the scene of his birth to the details of his acquaintance with Vermouth.

And all of his experiences in the police academy were like a movie, flashing quickly, seven or eight frames per second.

His eyes gradually became blurred, his whole body seemed to feel numb, and a strong sense of drowsiness surged into his heart.

Gradually, his vision became increasingly blurred.

His eyelids began to twitch and flicker, and finally he closed his eyes.

When Baijiu opened his eyes again, he came to a place that was familiar yet unfamiliar.

This was exactly the basement he had dreamed about a few days ago.

At this moment, just like in the dream, he was tied tightly to the chair and unable to move.