chsdbacks Chapter 861 Who are you?
Chapter 861 Who are you?
"I... I know nothing about this." The woman was obviously confused by Baijiu's series of operations and information. Her eyes were full of real confusion and a hint of imperceptible vigilance.
"Then why is this USB flash drive in your pocket?" Baijiu held up the USB flash drive that had come into his hand at some point, his tone calm but with an unquestionable question.
"So... who are you?" The woman tilted her head and completely put away her previous frivolity.
The behavior of the man in front of him was far beyond the scope of ordinary people, suggesting that his identity was extraordinary.
In comparison, Baijiu was more like an unfathomable master who controlled the overall situation, and her petty stealing skills just now were like child's play.
I didn't even notice when he made his move!
However, how could a "magician" possess such a strong and robust physique?
"Do you have any companions?" Baijiu asked calmly, his eyes sharp.
"Never." The woman glanced at Baijiu, seeming to understand that it was pointless to play tricks in front of such a person, and chose to answer directly, "I always like to work alone."
"You have it today." Baijiu pursed his lips, his tone serious and unyielding, "I need to find the original owner of this USB drive."
He held the USB drive in his hand and laid out his conditions to the woman: "Help me complete a deal and leave with 'them'. And, don't let him know he's been stolen."
"It's still a while before he boards the plane..." Baijiu paused.
"Seven minutes." Lao Hei's voice came from the headset at the right time, with incredible accuracy.
"Seven more minutes." Baijiu stated elegantly, as if talking about a work of art that was racing against time.
The woman seemed to be fascinated by his calm and powerful aura, and a strange tenderness unconsciously appeared in her eyes.
"Please, don't look at me like that." Baijiu's eyes flashed with a subtle hint of annoyance, and his tone was distant and clear, "I already have a girlfriend. She'll be angry if we flirt with each other like this."
"So it's best for us to maintain a certain professional distance between us, okay?" He didn't wait for her response and continued, his tone shifting to a hint of professional appreciation. "But you are indeed a good stealer."
A complicated smile appeared on the woman's face.
Baijiu then said the second half of the sentence, which was also his real purpose: "Then let me see...how good are you at returning the things."
The woman shook her head, instantly understanding the hidden meaning behind his words: "You want me to put it back... without anyone noticing."
"I know you will." Baijiu's smile was full of confidence that he was in control of everything. "You are a thief, you just want money. But money is simple to me, I can give you no matter how much you want."
"You choose," he said, smiling, throwing out the final choice, "Do it, or don't do it?"
The woman fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
The man in front of me has a strong aura, extraordinary taste in clothing, and the background revealed in his words and deeds is definitely not the kind of boastful fraudster or the poor boy with limited funds.
"Okay." After weighing the pros and cons, the woman finally accepted Baijiu's condition.
"So what do I need to do?" she asked, her attitude becoming cooperative.
"You'd better know what you are doing." Lao Hei's low and serious reminder came from the headphones.
Baijiu didn't respond to Laohei, but made a very gentlemanly "please" gesture to the woman: "Madam, please first."
The woman took a few symbolic steps forward, then suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, I don't need this."
She was holding up the radioactive signature detector disguised as a high-end lighter. She waved it in front of Baijiu's eyes and said, "I don't smoke, so it's useless to me."
Baijiu was slightly startled inwardly, but on the surface he remained extremely calm.
It seems that the female thief in front of him is no ordinary person. Her technique is far more sophisticated than expected - he has been hiding this device close to his body, and he had no idea when she took it away!
He half-jokingly said, his impeccable smile still on his face: "Keep it, as a souvenir of our first collaboration. It's very meaningful, isn't it?"
The woman also responded with a meaningful smile.
After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, her smile instantly subsided like the tide, her expression became cold and numb, as if all emotions were wiped out in an instant, and she turned around expressionlessly and walked towards the target.
Almost at the same moment, Baijiu's eyes became as sharp as a hawk. He put on his sunglasses and locked his gaze on the signals representing the two keys on the virtual interface in his palm.
"Baijiu," came Lao Hei's voice, who could share Baijiu's AR vision. "The key she stole from that buyer... the signal signature doesn't match."
His tone was filled with anxiety, "That's a fake!"
"I guessed it a long time ago." Baijiu's answer was unusually calm, as if everything was expected. He then elaborated on his strategy, "But our goal remains the same."
"We still have to let her leave with these two 'keys'." His gaze was like an invisible chain, firmly locked on the woman's back, motionless.
"Hurry up and speak! Lao Hei! Where should I go now?" McAllen's almost helpless voice came from the other side of the headset.
He was like a traveler who was completely lost in a huge maze, anxious and confused, feeling that no matter how hard he ran, he would eventually return to the starting point.
Lao Hei naturally switched his gaze to another surveillance screen, his eyes calmly tracking the suspicious package on the screen with a continuously flashing red exclamation mark.
After quickly calculating and predicting the package's trajectory, he calmly instructed, "McCallum, go down two flights of stairs in front of you. The package should be at the corner at the end of the conveyor belt."
"Okay... okay!" McAllen's forehead was already covered with sweat. He responded, leaping over several steps and rushing down the stairs, running non-stop in the direction of the designated conveyor belt. "I'm here!"
"I'm at the conveyor belt now..." he reported breathlessly, his lungs straining like bellows.
If I could test my heart rate, I'm afraid it would be approaching the dangerous range of 200 at this moment.
"Buzz buzz buzz!" The black transport plane monster was still circling over the airport, like an lingering shadow.
Inside the cabin, the technician stared intently at the screen, his tone remarking with undeniable, almost paranoid certainty: "He's Baijiu! Right in front of you!"
Kava's face did not show any excitement. This was the fifth time he heard the command center say this in a short period of time.
Every time I rushed forward with hope, but every time I came back empty-handed.
"Damn it..." He was too lazy to even curse. A deep sense of powerlessness and anger of being played were intertwined.
He roughly straightened the body of a little boy who was blocking the way in front of him - sure enough, it wasn't white wine.
Of course, if it’s white wine, then there’s something fishy going on.
He was even too lazy to check if the other party had any signs of disguise - because no matter how much Baijiu disguised himself, his height could not shrink to that of a child!
"Sorry, kid." Vodka followed suit, skillfully playing the role of comforting and cleaning up the mess. "We got the wrong person! How about this, uncle will buy you a big sausage to make amends, okay?"