Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 592: Confrontation between Two Old Foxes

"Why?" Baijiu asked.

The noble man raised his eyebrows: "You want to see Max?"

He smiled and took out a black hood from the side: "Here is your ticket."

After saying that, Baijiu's vision turned dark.

After an unknown amount of time, the vehicle finally stopped and turned off the engine. They carried Baijiu's shoulders and walked into the elevator.

"Ding!" After arriving at the floor, walking for a while, and sitting on a chair.

Baijiu shook his head left and right, analyzing the situation in his mind, and asked, "Aren't we going to meet Max?"

"You misunderstood. No one can see Max."

Baijiu sneered, spread his hands, and shrugged: "Then why the hell did you call me here?"

"You have to come here Max to see you and hear what you have to say."

Baijiu said impatiently, "But it's not easy for me to talk while wearing this."

"Haha." The man next to him said coldly, "Well, if Max doesn't like what you said."

"You'll have to wear it until you die."

"Then I'll try my luck." Baijiu seemed eager to give it a try.

Max waved his hand to signal, and the man pulled the hood off Baijiu: "Very good."

Baijiu exhaled air through his nostrils, and the fine hairs produced by the headgear made his nasal cavity feel itchy and uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Baijiu looked ahead and all the itchiness disappeared.

Because Max, who was sitting opposite, was a middle-aged woman dressed very maturely.

She has short black hair, deep brown eyes, a tall Roman nose, and a blue-black suit, giving off an elite vibe.

She said calmly, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"Ma'am, your London accent is very standard." Baijiu eased the atmosphere and placed his hands on his knees.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Please lend me $250 million."

"?" Max doubted his ears and confirmed again: "Wait... are you serious?"

There was a roar of laughter coming from the house. Max covered his face with his hands, but his hearty laughter was so enchanting and ear-splitting.

She suppressed her smile and sat up straight: "Do you think that if you just show up, I will give you money?"

Baijiu responded politely with a smile: "Why not?"

"You gave Job two hundred million."

Max heard this, thought for a moment, rubbed his chin with two fingers, and said thoughtfully: "So it is confirmed..."

“Job is not you anymore.”

Max stood up from his seat and put his hands behind his back. “When Job sent his letter, he didn’t quote from the scriptures.”

She stared at the liquor: "And the tone of the letter, it's strong, and there's some fun in it, but Job is not interesting."

Max leaned forward and observed the real-time changes in Baijiu's expression: "So you are a bit specious."

Baijiu said calmly: "It depends on the situation."

"what's the situation?"

Baijiu smiled and said, "It depends on whether you like speciousness or not."

Suddenly, he put away his smile, his expression was very serious, and Xiao Sha said: "I want 200 million US dollars now."

"No, no, no, no." Max shook his head: "Let's not discuss this matter."

Baijiu continued, “The disc that Job sold you is actually worthless. It’s a bait, and it’s only used to clean up the traitors.”

While speaking, Baijiu's eyes were always observing the surrounding terrain, thinking about the layout in his mind.

"Then how did you know that?" Max became interested and gently pinched Baijiu's earlobe: "Are you also a member of Pany?"

Baijiu smiled playfully: "Like Job?"

Max sat on the table: "I'm asking you now."

Baijiu acted silly, tapped the table with his knuckles, and said sincerely: "I am a NOC (non-official undercover) planted in government departments and other institutions by the organization."

"Originally, I was, but now I've been removed."

Max tilted his head slightly: "Why was he removed from the list?"

Baijiu crossed his legs, looking very relaxed: "I was just about to ask Job this question."

Max smiled intriguingly, shaking his head slightly: "I don't know Job as well as he knows me."

"Even so." Baijiu raised an eyebrow: "I think you can arrange for us to meet."

"Why would I do that?" Max asked.

"It's very simple." Baijiu showed a proud smile: "Because I can give you the real undercover list."

Baijiu's body naturally leaned back, showing a comfortable and relaxed state, and gradually took control of the right to speak.

"Because the copy you have is not only worthless, but it must also be equipped with a positioning device that will expose your location."

Max gave a polite "hmm", lost in hesitation, his lips pursed into his mouth, his eyes looking around.

"You start it." Seeing that the situation had improved, Baijiu got straight to the point: "No matter where, it will take at least thirty seconds, and no more than ten minutes."

"A good boy in Virginia will run around you like a rabbit."

Max rested his hands on the table, his eyes wide open, staring at the liquor: "You want to devalue this disc to nothing."

"Wouldn't the best thing to do be to say I can't open it and see if it's really worthless."

"That is untenable, sir."

Max's expression was very ferocious, and the wrinkles on his face and his three-dimensional facial features gave people a sense of terror and sinister murderousness.

"Okay." Baijiu seemed to have expected this and gritted his teeth: "Then open it."

"But..." Baijiu smiled faintly: "I suggest you pack your luggage first."

Max didn't care and signaled the assistant next to him to put the disc into the computer case. After a while, the computer started testing.

Even computers with top-of-the-line graphics cards will start to emit large amounts of heat from their heat dissipation vents.

The assistant put on his glasses and typed slowly on the keyboard, staring at the computer screen in front of him: "Twenty-six, twenty-seven."

“There are no problems at this time.”

"Your situation is not optimistic, my friend." Max looked at Baijiu with dead eyes.

The atmosphere became extremely tense, but Baijiu remained relaxed: "I think you have about two minutes."

After saying that, Baijiu turned his head and stared at the balcony not far away.

The long-haired man received a signal from Max's eyes, pulled up his leather jacket, pushed open the door, and looked out at the driveway.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he returned to the house.

After he returned to the house, an ambulance stopped downstairs and three doctors in white coats strode towards this side.

"Thirty-three, thirty-four."

Max guessed, feeling a little panicked: "It may not be a signal, it may just be the hard drive reading it."

"Forty-four, forty-five." The assistant continued to report.

At this moment, the expressions of Max and Baijiu formed a sharp contrast, one became increasingly unconfident, while the other was smiling almost to his ears.