Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 869 Is fate really unchangeable?

McAllen acted without hesitation.

His legs were like high-speed spinning wheels, so fast that they left afterimages. He sped through narrow passages and stairs, and every step he took unleashed the potential to escape.

Lao Hei also did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He was clearly aware that the severity of the situation was far beyond his imagination.

Baijiu rarely urged them to retreat in such an urgent, even commanding tone.

He roughly folded up two expensive laptops and stuffed them into his backpack without even bothering to zip them up.

At this moment, any second of delay could be fatal.

Baijiu had just taken a few steps when his eyes passed through the crowd and collided with Kava and Vodka in the direction of the stands.

Even through the sunglasses, I could feel the dullness and disbelief in the other person's eyes.

The three of them seemed to have pressed the pause button, paused for an instant, and froze in place.

The scene was both awkward and deadly, like you were using a simple dry toilet and suddenly two men pushed open the door and stared at you, and the air froze instantly.

And you happen to be cleaning up your mess at this moment. It's not right to clean it up, and it's not right not to clean it up, because both of them are holding guns, and no one knows what will happen next.

There's a chance the liquor will stick the feces-filled paper into the vodka face.

Kava had been fooled so many times before that when he saw real liquor, his first reaction was to suspect that he was hallucinating.

"Kava... is that white wine?" Vodka's voice was full of insecurity.

"Fuck..." Kava cursed under his breath.

Then, his frozen legs seemed to be instantly injected with an overload of adrenaline, "Damn it! Chase him! Catch him for me!"

"Baijiu! Fuck you! Stop right there!" Kava burst out at the fastest speed in his life, rushing forward like an enraged cheetah, his arms swinging so fast that the trajectory was almost invisible.

He suddenly pulled out his pistol, turned a corner and was about to pull the trigger, but found that he was running into two of his own people.

"Why are you here?!" Kava's temper was forcibly interrupted, and he shouted, "Did you see him?! Where did he run to?!"

He bit his lip fiercely, unable to comprehend it – how could a living person disappear time and again in such a narrow and limited space?!

"Damn it! Everyone! Find him! Pull him out for me!" With nowhere to vent his anger, he angrily kicked Vodka who was standing beside him.

Airport hall.

"Please make way! Sorry! Excuse me!" Baijiu moved nimbly through the dense crowd. His running posture was as standard as a professional track and field athlete, and every movement was for extreme speed.

He ran in the direction where Grace last disappeared.

He admitted that this was almost the fastest speed he had ever run in his life.

He chose to make one last gamble - he didn't believe that the "intelligent body" could really calculate everything perfectly!

Baijiu has never been a person who believes in fate, because he firmly believes that he has the ability to change his fate!

Grace opened her mouth involuntarily, her face filled with horror. This passage was nearly two kilometers long, and Baijiu had crossed it in just thirty seconds!

The man who was as fast as the wind was now less than 500 meters away from her.

"What a monster..." Grace muttered to herself, feeling a chill on her back.

She took out her ticket without hesitation and quickly put it into the ticket machine.

The sensor door slowly opened in response, and she slid sideways nimbly into the boarding passage.

Just as the door closed completely with a slight "hiss" sound, the white wine rushed to the door.

He didn't even stop to take a breath, just symbolically and futilely knocked on the thick glass with his hand, trying to get Grace's attention.

But Grace didn't even look back, and walked forward with firm steps, as if she had never known Baijiu before.

Baijiu immediately quickened his pace and walked side by side with her outside the glass wall.

It's not like he hadn't thought about breaking down this damn barrier and forcibly subduing Grace.

But this is no ordinary glass. It is made of special high-strength materials that usually require high-energy cutting equipment to break.

Where could he get a laser cutting machine at this moment?

Even a sledgehammer would be nice!

But this is the airport, he is not Doraemon, nor is he Ma Liang with the magic brush.

You can't easily take out items from your pocket or draw a weapon.

The only thing available was the heavy metal chair at the front desk.

But even if you use it to smash it, it will take a long time.

By the time the glass finally cracked, the plane Gray was on had probably already risen to a high altitude.

By then, the Kava people had already surrounded him.

He stared at Grace's profile through the glass.

Even though he knew this behavior seemed a bit stupid—

Trying to impress a seasoned veteran with affectionate, even...weak and tender eyes?

What’s more, the other party is a professional female thief who is known for her indifference and selfishness?

This is as ridiculous as advising a mouse that doesn't understand human language: "Don't steal my food anymore, come and help me guard the granary."

But this is the last resort for Baijiu.

The previous burst of frantic running beyond his limit had almost burned out all his physical strength. At this moment, his legs were moving instinctively based on muscle memory.

Grace never looked at him from beginning to end, and even had a flattering smile with obvious mockery on her face from time to time, as if she was enjoying his embarrassment and futility.

At the last moment before entering the plane door, she finally stopped, turned around, and blew a kiss to Baijiu through a thick layer of glass.

Then, she twisted her delicate body and completely disappeared at the end of the boarding passage.

Baijiu put his hands in his pockets and turned around weakly, as if trying to dispel the huge sense of frustration.

He watched Grace disappear from his sight completely, and he had to admit in his heart that he felt a little shaken.

He began to truly and seriously examine this opponent called "Intelligence".

Could it be that... everything is really under its control?

Is everything we are experiencing now a script that it had already deduced?

Is it true that things that are destined cannot be changed?

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get the fuck out of my way!"

From behind came the sounds of Kava shouting at the top of his lungs and the rough pushing of the crowd.

"This damn follower... I just can't get rid of it." Baijiu cursed softly, took a deep breath, and squeezed his body to the limit again.

He was like a ghost blending into the crowd. With a few quick changes of direction and shuttles, he disappeared from Kava's sight again without a trace.