Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 907 Powerful Reserve Force

The liquor sprinted through the long, empty corridor, its footsteps echoing in the silence.

He stopped abruptly at the bottom of the stairs, listening intently to the suppressed wails coming from above, then quickened his pace and rushed upstairs.

Although the two men's lower bodies were still burning with pain, their strong physiques allowed them to hold Grace captive like a kitten.

Upon seeing this, Baijiu did not hesitate at all.

He accelerated his run-up, raised his knee high, and his leg drew a sharp "I" shape like a battle axe, the toe of his shoe tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, aiming straight for the head of one of the bodyguards!

The force of this strike was comparable to a sharp sword piercing through the air.

The bodyguard forcefully blocked Baijiu's murderous side kick.

However, the burning pain in his lower body seemed to overwhelm the impact on his face. He shook his head violently to dispel the dizziness and clenched his fist, which was as big as a sandbag, again.

The next second, like a cheetah that had been lying in wait, he pounced and suddenly appeared in front of Baijiu with astonishing speed.

But Baijiu has always acted decisively, leaving no room for future trouble. His attacks came like a relentless tide!

Before the opponent could even regain his footing, Baijiu had already transformed into a swift shadow, unleashing a flurry of punches that were impossible to discern whether it was ten or a hundred!

If you don't look closely, others will only think it's a straight punch;

However, if you blink rapidly, you'll be surprised to find that the frequency of his punches is directly related to the speed of his blinks, which is unbelievably fast!

The man stared blankly at the liquor, his abdomen completely numb, feeling as if it had been pierced by a missile. The excruciating pain had become so intense that it had turned into numbness; only the wisps of heat slowly rising from his abdomen testified to the heavy blow he had just endured.

Just then, Grace unexpectedly joined the fray—however, she chose the enemy side. Instead of helping Baijiu, she placed her hands on Baijiu's broad back, gritted her teeth, and pushed him away with all her might!

Baijiu never expected that Grace would betray him again until the very last moment!

Does this mean that everyone we know in this timeline doesn't play by the rules?

In less than a second of distraction, Baijiu was trapped between the two bodyguards like a sandwich, unable to move.

"Grace!" Baijiu shouted as he watched Grace's retreating figure rushing towards the exit.

"Grace!" He tried to break free, but felt as if he were being pressed down by an invisible weight, as if all his strength had been drained away.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was relentlessly pressing down on him from an imperceptible dimension.

The moment Grace disappeared from sight, the unique power of the liquor instantly returned to his body.

A sliver of doubt crossed my mind: Was everything that had happened too much of a coincidence?

It was as if Rum's script was actually playing out.

Is it all truly fate? Among countless possibilities, am I destined to never catch up with Grace?

Is this what's called timeline convergence?

Such a basic mistake happened to him twice!

But the liquor quickly dispelled those distracting thoughts.

He suddenly swung his arm, easily tossing away the two bodyguards clinging to him as if shaking off clingy pets. Then, bracing himself on one of their arms, he executed a swift over-the-shoulder throw, slamming both of them heavily to the ground! The floor immediately cracked with fine lines.

Bai Jiu slightly raised his knee, and the tip of his shoe once again transformed into a sharp blade, swiftly stabbing towards the head of the fallen bodyguard! Then, without pausing, he swung his arms and sprinted after Grace in the direction of the corridor where she had disappeared.

Suddenly, he caught sight of two familiar figures out of the corner of his eye.

He glanced down slightly—and saw Kava and Vodka staring intently at him, their eyes half-closed, especially Kava, whose eyes burned with long-suppressed anger. Having learned from his previous experiences, he checked several times before finally taking a step and chasing after the steps Baijiu had come down.

"Damn it... this is getting more and more chaotic!" Bai Jiu cursed under his breath, feeling that all the forces had been stirred up into a mess.

Meanwhile, inside the dilapidated safe house

Old Black and McCallum paced restlessly in the empty room. The psychological pressure on the support staff was no less than that on the front lines.

McCallen unconsciously bit her fingernails, gazing intently at the dim night outside the window, lost in thought.

Suddenly, a familiar yet urgent voice came through the earpiece:

"Old Black! McCarran! Can you hear me? Quick, check the security footage! Grace has run away from the Duke's mansion!"

“The key is on her!” Baijiu added.

Old Black and McClan instantly went into battle mode, rushing to the workbench at top speed. McClan, usually so carefree, was unusually serious and focused.

“We’re here, what do you want to say?” Lao Hei quickly turned on his computer, and a 3D radar map unfolded. He typed rapidly on the keyboard, locating the liquor that was running wildly in the right-hand monitor.

"Tell me quickly, where is she now?" Baijiu asked anxiously.

But at that moment, the computer screen instantly filled with static, then turned into a pixelated mess. McCarran's face was reflected on the distorted screen.

"Damn it! This is fucking crazy!" McClane slammed his fist on the keyboard in a fit of rage, the force so great that several keys flew off. "The image has disappeared! We have to switch satellites immediately!"

“Don’t worry, McCarran,” Old Black calmly reassured him, while taking out a spare computer and quickly scanning the screen with sharp eyes. “I’ll try to access Russia’s ‘Spiral-4’ spy satellite right away.”

Old Hei spoke at an unusually rapid pace because he knew that the enemy he was facing was not only Rum, but also an "intelligent entity" with super computing power—it could deduce trillions of possibilities in half a second!

“There aren’t many options; we’ll have to make do for now.” McCallen wiped the sweat from his brow, tossed the malfunctioning computer aside, and simultaneously activated another backup device specifically designed to counter the “intelligent entity.” This device was completely independent and unaffected by the regular network. After all, once the physical connection was severed, even the most powerful “intelligent entity” couldn’t infiltrate out of thin air!

The pursuit continues on the second floor of the classical building.

The liquor was rushing wildly through the corridor filled with a ghostly blue glow.

Just as he passed the stairwell, the kava and vodka arrived.

The two men, with heavy, synchronized steps, chased after the direction in which the baijiu had flashed by. Especially the kava; this was the closest he'd ever come to baijiu!

His eyes were now blazing with the flames of revenge.