Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 798 This time the mission is to kill everyone

Then, Zola's finger moved along the red line next to the black rectangle, finally landing on a striking red semicircle. "The convoy will automatically drive here along the pre-planned backup route."

He looked at the liquor sharply: “We will intercept the cargo there.”

"Intercept the cargo?" Baijiu asked back, his tone inquiring. Zola's lips curled up into an intriguing smile, silently waiting for Baijiu's reaction.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond for a long time, Baijiu frowned slightly and turned his gaze to the pile of photos next to him. He pointed his finger downwards and gently peeled off the photo at the bottom.

The scene before him shocked him! That familiar old face appeared before him again.

It was Ryan! Although he now had a thick beard and his facial features were stiff and cold due to vicissitudes of life, his eyes - deep and sharp, like a hawk - had not changed at all.

Baijiu pointed at Ryan in the photo and confirmed with Zola: "Is this... the 'cargo'?"

Zola raised an eyebrow and silently responded in the affirmative.

The White Widow's lazy voice sounded, with a hint of casualness: "We spent a lot of money for this news."

Baijiu looked up and saw the White Widow walking out of the secret door bedroom hidden behind the bookcase.

She was wearing a smooth, light-colored silk nightgown whose flowing lines perfectly fit her figure, revealing her elegance and femininity.

Wearing a thin, transparent long coat in the same color adds a touch of hazy sexiness and laziness.

She stood under a crystal chandelier with her long golden hair loose.

Soft light poured down on her. Her eyes were filled with doubt and inquiry. She frowned slightly and opened her red lips slightly: "You don't happen to know who he is, do you?"

Baijiu didn't choose to hide it, but told the truth. He pointed at the man in the photo and said with physical disgust: "His name is Solomon Lane."

He revealed everything he knew: "He was originally affiliated with the British department of the brewery, but for some strange reason he defected and went it alone, becoming an anarchist."

Baijiu paused and continued, "He used the winery's defecting secret agents to create a terrorist network called the 'Syndicate'."

Mojito, standing behind Baijiu, had an unusual smile on his face.

Baijiu's expression was stern, and his voice was low: "They were sabotaging, assassinating, and causing massacres everywhere, and they pinned all the blame on the winery. And they had no bottom line, even to children and women..."

Having said that, Baijiu couldn't help but clench his fists tightly, and anger and hatred surged in his heart.

Upon hearing this, the White Widow sighed with regret, "It's truly extremely vicious and ugly."

Mojito, who should have remained silent, volunteered to add, "He was captured two weeks ago by agents affiliated with headquarters. Since then, he has been subjected to endless interrogations, being passed from one government to another to answer for his crimes."

The White Widow keenly noticed the subtle change in Baijiu's expression and asked with pretended concern, "You look a little unhappy, Lak."

Baijiu's expression remained unchanged, and he was not thrown off balance by the White Widow's temptation.

He was absolutely certain she was trying to trick him, and replied calmly, "Perhaps I didn't express myself clearly. I came to Paris mainly for one purpose, and that was the plutonium core."

The White Widow leaned against her brother Zola and responded, "There must be some misunderstanding." Her face once again wore that half-smile, and she blinked her clever eyes, making her position clear: "I'm just a middleman, connecting buyers and sellers."

She gazed lovingly at the liquor and said in a gentle voice, "My seller is not interested in cash. So, if you want plutonium cores—"

Baijiu naturally took over her unfinished words: "We must intercept Ryan and then make a deal."

"That's right." White Widow nodded in confirmation.

The room suddenly fell into an awkward silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Baijiu, waiting for him to make a decision.

Baijiu leaned his hands on the table and hesitated for a moment.

He took a deep breath. Before making a decision, he had something else to confirm: "How do I know the seller really has what I want?"

The White Widow seemed to have anticipated his question.

She tilted her head slightly and glanced at the bodyguard standing quietly beside her. The bodyguard immediately bent down and lifted a box made of special materials from under his feet.

He carefully unlocked the combination locks on both sides of the box and gracefully opened the lid.

In the center of the box, a silver hemispherical object lay quietly in a specially made groove.

Mysterious characters are engraved on the surface, which emits a cold and attractive metallic luster under the light.

This is the plutonium core!

The White Widow bit her lower lip softly, raised her slender fingertips, and gently pushed the box in front of Baijiu, blinking her eyes seductively: "A sincere deposit. A messenger will deliver the other two within 48 hours in exchange for him."

Baijiu's eyes swept over Ryan's photo below, and he made up his mind completely: "Okay. What will happen after the route is changed?"

When Bai Guafu saw that Baijiu chose to accept the cooperation, her eyes instantly brightened up, and her big eyes seemed to be half a circle bigger than before. A relaxed and happy smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, causing her cheeks to rise and fall gently.

She began to patiently explain the action plan to Baijiu.

Baijiu closed his eyes and sketched out the planned scenario in his mind:

Under the hollow bridge arch, a convoy was moving slowly and orderly, forming a moving long steel dragon.

Leading the way was a black armored off-road vehicle driven by special police, with its police lights flashing dazzling red and blue.

Following closely behind were several police cars, and at the rear were several motorcycles guarding in a triangular formation.

Suddenly, a huge truck suddenly appeared from the corner ahead and stopped sideways in the middle of the road!

The team had no time to brake and was forced to turn sharply due to inertia.

While they were busy controlling the direction, the trunk of the large truck in front of them suddenly opened!

Several masked men wearing tactical equipment and holding weapons suddenly appeared in the police's sight!

They stood in tense postures, some standing or half-crouching, all well-equipped, their guns pointed straight ahead! Flames instantly erupted from their weapons!

One of the men even carried a pre-prepared rocket launcher and aimed at the leading black armored vehicle!

"boom--!!!"

A deafening bang exploded in the bridge tunnel!

The flames of the explosion soared into the sky!

Orange flames and flying sparks instantly lit up the dim bridge tunnel, carrying a billowing heat wave towards the police officers! Smoke quickly filled the air!

At the same time, another large truck pulled up behind the convoy, creating a pincer attack from both sides! In the darkened space of the bridge tunnel, a gunfight erupted like a violent storm!

Several figures shuttled across the brick road like ghosts, quickly dealing with the police officers who had just opened their car doors and were ready to engage in battle.

The rest of the members ruthlessly cleaned up the remaining remnants.

Baijiu, on the other hand, rushed alone towards the armored vehicle parked in the middle of the convoy.

He pried open the heavy iron door and pulled Ryan out of the car.

In full view of everyone, Baijiu brought Ryan back here...

Baijiu returned to reality from his fantasy. He looked at the White Widow's brother, Zola, and asked, "Kill everyone? Is this... your plan?"

He said with a questioning tone, "Isn't that a bit... too idealistic?"