Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 895: A Moment of Life and Death (2)

In an instant, the dazzling light of the train headlights was like the light of judgment, instantly filling the eyes of the two people.

Baijiu reacted very quickly, immediately stood up from his seat and rushed to the narrow maintenance walkway beside the railway tracks to hide.

Unexpectedly, a powerful and brutal force suddenly pulled him back!

It feels like you stepped on the accelerator and tried to start, but there was a huge ape behind you holding the rear end of the car tightly.

Baijiu calmly lowered his head slightly and looked towards the source of power——

Sure enough, the worst happened.

At some point, the handcuffs had already locked his wrists firmly to the steering wheel. Grace was staring at him through the car window with an innocent expression that was almost harmless.

That look seemed to say: You have to bear the rest of the disaster by yourself.

Baijiu never expected that Grace would suddenly stab him in the back at this moment.

The two of them exchanged glances for half a second, and Baijiu immediately looked away, refocusing on the steering wheel in front of him. Now was not the time to settle accounts. The most urgent task was to...

Break free from the handcuffs, escape safely, and... also make sure not to lose contact with Grace.

His face remained expressionless, but beneath this calmness was the dead silence of an approaching storm.

Suddenly, Baijiu moved! He turned into a black shadow, so fast that it seemed like teleportation!

If Grace hadn't blinked at that moment, her wrist would have been shattered by Baijiu—this nightmare-like man.

— Clamped with a vise-like hand.

Then, she would have to face those cold-blooded eyes and listen to his whispers from hell, forcing her to unlock the handcuffs.

But the goddess of luck seems to have finally grown tired of favoring baijiu.

Among the millions of possible failures, he happened to encounter the worst one.

In a sense, isn’t this a kind of “unique luck”?

Grace was so frightened that she took a few steps back and subconsciously raised her hands above her head.

Although Baijiu's movements were restricted at the moment, the fear she felt deep in her heart for the man in front of her had become an instinct that she could not suppress.

It's like God has come to earth. Even if you keep telling yourself not to be cowardly or show weakness, the moment you truly look God in the eye, your tear glands burst open like floodgates, and tears pour down.

His knees seemed to have lost their screws, and his whole body collapsed to the ground like a pool of mud with all the bones and muscles drained away.

Baijiu sighed silently and closed his eyes briefly.

Grace mustered her courage and took a deep breath.

Even though Baijiu closed his eyes, she still didn't dare to look him in the eye.

She still raised her hands, like a prisoner being pointed at a gun, and said with a trembling voice, "Don't... don't blame me."

After she finished speaking, she slowly lowered her raised hand, her finger secretly pointing at a paper clip that had fallen to the ground and was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, and an intriguing curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Bye-Bye."

Before she finished her words, Grace left the liquor without looking back, and threw the paper clip, which might be the key to solving the problem, into the corner of the car like trash.

This may be the last words she and Baijiu said in this life.

Maybe not, after all, what can't this man do?

Despite being separated by the car window and his wrists tied, Baijiu still subconsciously leaned forward, opened his palms, and tried to reach the "key" that represented a glimmer of hope.

——Even if hope is infinitely close to zero.

But Baijiu is such a person.

Nothing is absolutely impossible in the world. Even if there is only a 0.01% chance, he will try.

Even if the success rate of a thing is really 0%, he wants to be the person who creates the 0.01% miracle.

The roar of the train engine behind him became increasingly deafening. Baijiu realized that the situation had deteriorated to the extreme, and he probably didn't have even ten seconds left.

He raised his knee and slammed the toe of his shoe against the car door, yelling, "Grace!"

"Grace! Grace!" As he shouted, his brain was working rapidly, looking for any possible breakthrough point.

He had no time to look up to confirm Grace's whereabouts. According to common sense, she should have disappeared at the end of the dark tunnel by now.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a tiny light flashing not far from his feet.

Baijiu half-closed his eyes and looked towards the dim accelerator pedal—

It was that tiny paper clip! Grace hadn't actually killed him, nor had she meant to kill him.

It seems that Grace is simply and deeply afraid of liquor.

To make an inappropriate analogy: she felt that the man in front of her might know everything about her diet, bowel movements and even sleeping habits for the past month.

Even if Baijiu really said it, Grace probably wouldn't be surprised or shocked. She would just think that for Baijiu, all this was natural.

Including this paper clip, she believed that Baijiu would be able to find it.

Because in Grace's understanding, there is almost nothing that liquor can't do. If you let him have children, I'm afraid he will really give birth to twins in half a year.

However, Grace seemed to have over-glorified baijiu. At this moment, the air in the tunnel was getting faster and faster, and the roar of the train was almost at my ears. If there was a countdown, I'm afraid... there would be less than five seconds left!

Time was so tight that Baijiu had no time to turn around and look at the steel behemoth galloping behind him.

He twisted his wrist quickly and used the thin paper clip that was almost broken to try to pry open the lock of the handcuffs.

“Faster…Faster…”

Baijiu muttered softly, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

suddenly!

An extremely strong beam of light completely enveloped him, illuminating every tense line on his face with incredible clarity.

The train was less than ten meters away from him!

Baijiu did not look directly into the light, but simply gave up the futile "key". He suddenly clenched the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his body tensed, and made the final response.

"boom--!!!"

Accompanied by a loud noise that shook the tunnel, a ball of blazing fire rose into the sky, instantly illuminating the dark underground space.

The battered old car disintegrated instantly under the huge impact force.

It turned into a twisted, burning fireball of steel, and the scattered parts shattered with sparks and splashed all over the icy track.