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Chapter 127 The female director's fugitive fiancé (10)

"Aren't you curious about why the original owner's father was so tough and arranged a fiancé for her?"

"Aren't you surprised that the original owner's father didn't give any explanation?"

"Have you ever thought that this might be the direction of the main plot?"

[…You are right! ]

Apart from these four words, Shenhao System really doesn’t know what else to say?
It really couldn't think of that.

It is artificial intelligence. No matter how human-like it is, it is not a real person. How could it have so many fantastic ideas?
If artificial intelligence is really smarter than humans, they should be directly assigned tasks, and all living intelligent entities in the bookstore will be unemployed.

However, after breaking out of the original owner's spoiled and emotional vicious circle and calmly reviewing the phone call just now, the Shenhao system also discovered a blind spot.

Mr. Gong was clearly hesitant, as if he wanted to say something.

But after a three-second pause, he quickly hung up the call.

This is abnormal!

Given the Gong family's love and care for the original owner, there was no way they would force her to do anything.

Even if they think that the fiancé who has not yet appeared is the best candidate for the original owner to marry, they also have some gentle methods to make the original owner accept it.

Instead of ordering her to do it and accept it so bluntly.

This is very wrong.

But what exactly is wrong? Is it because the plot is so broken that the original author can't recognize it? Or is it a foreshadowing, waiting for the subsequent revelation? The Shenhao system can't analyze it at all.

Forget it, why waste its computing power to calculate these?
It’s just a companion AI!
Lie down. Lie down.

_(ωゝ∠)_
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On the day of picking up the girl, Qingyao finished work early and drove to the airport in a super luxurious nanny car.

The appearance of the nanny car is more low-key and reserved than that of a business car, and its interior is not much different from that of the FTHS Caesar Crown business car.

The only differences are probably the adjustments in the air conditioning, and more considerations regarding privacy and security, and the tea table has been replaced by a dressing table.

From the moment the car left the crew, Qingyao had a bad feeling.

She encountered red lights, pets cutting in line with the road, beggars begging on cars, etc.

Qingyao came out early and was expected to arrive at the airport, with nearly two hours left to rest and have dinner.

Now it seems that time will most likely be wasted on the road, and I can only make plans after picking up the person.

But what Qingyao never expected was that when the car reached Yuanbao Street, she felt like she was on the road to hell.

The car suddenly rushed out from the side road like a ghost and almost knocked her away.

Then a row of luxury cars roared past with their windows half open. Some honked at her, while others gave her the middle finger.

Qingyao ignored it all and continued to move forward, but a large truck came speeding towards her and stepped on the accelerator straight towards her.

Someone was cutting in line next to her, not giving her a chance to change lanes.

There was a luxury car behind her that turned and chased after her, hitting the back of her car and continuing to provoke her.

Qingyao turned the steering wheel sharply, and the car drifted into a dead end next to her. Behind her, there were loud collisions, screams and explosions.

"Has the world consciousness gone mad?"

[Beep, system self-checking...]

[Ding, the system self-check is complete, no suspicious virus program intrusion is found. ]

[Beep, plot detection in progress...]

[Ding, after testing, the host has just experienced a forced plot. ]

Qingyao seemed to be thinking about something.

"You mean, in the main storyline before the collapse, the original owner may have complained to her bestie, but she still drove to the airport obediently, but had an accident on Yuanbao Street, causing the two to miss their first meeting?"

[Yes, dear.]

Qingyao glanced at the situation behind her. The nanny car was stuck in a dead end and the door couldn't be opened.

A string of luxury cars behind me rear-ended each other, and the lead car collided head-on with a large truck, causing an explosion. It was a horrific sight.

If she hadn't honed her driving skills to competition level, she would probably have died here today.

[No, dear. At most you will be seriously injured and unconscious. The nanny car produced by the system will protect your life and safety. It is trustworthy. ]

"..."

No wonder this car was given to her as the first daily task. It turned out that it was waiting for her here?

However, the explosions of the two cars were very close to her and she was not affected at all.

Apart from the fact that the sound was loud and irritating to her ears, it did not cause her any harm.

The system is not exaggerating.

Don't let her go to the airport?

How could the big boss be trapped in place by a small nanny car?

Qingyao simply opened the back door, jumped lightly, landed silently, and folded up the nanny car with a pat of her hand.

After passing the accident section, Qingyao was about to get out of the car to avoid surveillance and continue on her way, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a red-colored angry bird, swooping rapidly away from the direction of the airport: ???
What's happening?

Qingyao quickly glanced at the time, and before getting back on the road, she carefully reviewed the original owner's memory.

The original owner heard the news from her best friend the next day that her fiancé was scared away by a fat woman, and the time coincided with the time when the little thing hurriedly left the airport.

A guess came true, the little thing is most likely the target she picked up at the airport today.

Another guess arises: the little thing in memory was not scared away by the fat woman, but something unexpected happened and it had to find an excuse to leave quickly.

Qingyao is determined to uncover the mystery that the original owner missed because he didn't care about it!

Maybe she had gone off track and didn't go straight to the airport.

Perhaps the forced plot has ended and the world consciousness is no longer able to stop it.

The rest of the journey was normal.

There was no more phenomenon of a bunch of guys with empty eyes, like puppets, rushing towards her one after another.

I followed the angry bird from a distance and found that its route was becoming more and more deviated and complicated.

When she was about to get closer, she saw a pitch-black alley in front of her and the car couldn't get in at all.

Qingyao parked the car on the side of the road and walked into the alley alone.

She blended into the darkness like a ghost, approaching silently, and then she heard heavy breathing and fighting sounds coming from the corner.

In another dead end alley around the corner, a tall, thin figure with a dark red string tied around his waist and a red, black, fat girl flying above his head was being besieged by a group of men in black suits.

The tall and thin figure dodged left and right, and the cold light in his hand flashed into Qingyao's eyes several times.

She knew that the little thing had discovered her.

She did not rashly join the fight. For the first time, she kept her composure and watched from the sidelines.

The group of men in black suits didn't notice the threat behind them at all. They all held cold weapons in their hands, looking for the right moment to attack, and each move was aimed at the vital points of the tall and thin figure.

The mist above their heads was also very strange.

In ancient times, this mist would represent a group of dead soldiers who had no thoughts of their own and only knew how to kill. They would lock onto their targets and fight until they were dead to complete their mission.

But in this era of human rights, this is simply a fantasy!
Even the hidden clans have long lost such heritage.

No one wants to lose themselves and become someone else's puppet, which is the key to its loss.

Suddenly, a dagger stabbed into the tall and thin figure's abdomen, and another dagger slashed at his carotid artery.

There was another person behind him with a club raised high.

Being attacked from three sides, there is a pack of wolves lurking outside, waiting for the opportunity to bite.

The tall and thin figure seemed to know that he could not dodge it, and chose to risk everything to face the knife in the abdomen, and the cold light in his hand pierced the opponent's heart without hesitation!
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