I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 294 - 214 I Don’t Want to Go

Chapter 294: Chapter 214 I Don’t Want to Go

"I refused."

"I’m not blind, I saw it."

"I was just making sure you understood the Chinese."

"Cut the crap, I’m fluent in eight languages!"

In the bustling Sichuan restaurant, Bai Shi and Nick Horton sat together, exchanging puzzled looks as they viewed the chat messages on their phone.

The two had originally planned to have lunch.

Now, they were waiting for the reply from Chen Yun.

The terse "Not going" in the message left Nick Horton somewhat helpless with disappointment.

"Well, since it’s come to this, let’s eat first."

Bai Shi smiled, passing the menu to Nick Horton.

Nick, with a sense of resignation, took the menu; however, seated by the window, he used his peripheral vision to notice something outside.

His gaze sharpened in an instant before quickly softening; he used the menu to cover his face while saying calmly, "Three o’clock, my direction."

Bai Shi caught the hint, and with a casual glance, he spotted a deliberately hidden figure on the street outside the window.

He instantly understood and subtly adjusted his posture, pretending to admire the decorative paintings on the restaurant wall while stealthily keeping an eye on the suspicious person.

Inside the restaurant, the vibrant and bustling atmosphere seemed to spill out onto the street, creating a stark contrast with the cold outside. The sound of guests laughing and talking, the clinking of bowls and dishes, and the sizzling sound of chefs cooking intertwined to weave a lively tapestry of everyday life.

Bai Shi and Nick Horton sat at a table by the window, surrounded by all sorts of people. They were like the least noticeable characters in this vivid drama of life, effortlessly blending into the commotion.

Even though the shadow outside the window set off alarms in their minds, they appeared exceptionally calm in this noisy and lively environment.

This was in Hua Country; it was impossible for anyone to barge in with guns blazing.

As long as there were no guns, it would all be good.

Bai Shi took a leisurely sip of tea, his gaze wandering casually among the crowd but sharp in its scrutiny of every detail.

Nick Horton was leisurely looking through the menu, an almost imperceptible smile on his lips, as if completely absorbed in the anticipation of a culinary delight, yet he remained keenly aware of his surroundings.

In such an ambiance, it would be difficult for that person to act without drawing attention.

"Is that a cop or what?"

"You’ve gotten rusty now? Managed to bring a tail with you?"

Bai Shi chatted with Nick Horton with what appeared to be a smile, though his words carried a hint of exasperation.

He had been retired in Hua Country for so long without any incidents.

Now, as soon as Nick Horton arrived, trouble followed, which made it obvious there was some connection with Nick.

"I can’t tell who it is at this distance using just my peripheral vision, but I haven’t done anything lately to draw police attention. Just played a game of betrayal with some Drug Lord at a deal in Lighthouse Country."

"Could it be that Drug Lord’s people tracking me down over those one and a half billion US dollars?"

Nick Horton absentmindedly murmured his analysis while pretending to casually browse the menu.

He had been quiet recently.

There was no reason to expect anyone to trouble him.

"You’re really regressing as you get older."

"A Drug Lord’s henchman, the kind who only knows how to shoot, managed to follow you all the way here."

"Playing around on the island all day long, you’ll end up dying on a woman’s belly one of these days. And here you are, thinking about pulling off a big job with me."

Bai Shi didn’t hold back his sharp tongue, teasing Nick Horton for seemingly regressing in his skills.

On this note,

Nick Horton couldn’t counter.

While he felt his skills hadn’t declined, the fact remained that he’d been tracked to his face.

There was no explaining that away.

"I’ve prepared plenty of escape routes in Shucheng, I’ve mentioned a few of those to you in the rental, remember?"

"Let’s use the underground one."

Bai Shi said to Nick Horton in front of him.

After so many years in Shucheng, he hadn’t been idle.

He had too many escape methods to count.

Not to mention the network of contacts he made, like Li Baoliang, the hardware store owner who acted like his follower, scattered throughout every corner of the city.

Not to mention the multitude of vehicles, safe houses, false identities, and escape route planning.

And then, the basic sewer network,

Bai Shi knew it like the back of his hand.

Hearing this, Nick Horton nodded.

Then, the two of them calmly proceeded to order their meal.

Pretending as if they hadn’t noticed anything at all.

After the meal, the two strolled out of the restaurant at a leisurely pace, as if they were merely ordinary diners enjoying a walk post-dinner.

Yet each of their steps was calculated, and they moved with seemingly random precision through the bustling crowd.

Bai Shi intentionally headed towards the busy marketplace, blending into the crowd in plain clothes, occasionally stopping as if to browse the goods, but in reality, he was using his peripheral vision to check for followers.

Nick Horton chose a seemingly deserted alley and picked up his pace as if in a hurry to leave, when in fact, he was laying out an obvious bait.

The trackers took the bait, immediately following Nick Horton.

The sunlight added a sense of public urgency to this daytime chase. The busy streets became the stage for Nick Horton and his pursuer to engage in their delicate maneuverings, where each action had to be careful to avoid drawing the attention of onlookers.

Nick first adopted the "blend into the crowd" strategy. He slowed down and appeared to nonchalantly join a group of commuters heading towards the subway station, using the density and fluidity of the crowd as natural cover.

He skillfully changed positions in the crowd, weaving left and right, at times pretending to check his phone, at others briefly exchanging words with "acquaintances" he encountered, making it difficult for the tracker to pinpoint his exact location.

Next, Nick used the natural obstacles of the city environment.

At a busy intersection, he waited for the green light to almost turn red before quickly crossing the street, leaving his pursuers stuck on the other side.

On the opposite sidewalk, Nick swiftly turned and entered a large shopping mall.

The interior of the mall was a complex labyrinth of stores, an ideal maze. He meandered through various boutiques, changing direction often, and even used changing rooms as temporary hiding spots to further confuse his pursuers.

When he felt sufficiently safe, Nick found an emergency exit that led to a relatively quiet back alley. Here, he increased his pace but kept his movements natural, as if he were just an ordinary pedestrian.

Along the way, he purposefully circumvented several blind spots of surveillance cameras, ensuring his movements would not leave obvious traces.

Finally, Nick chose a vibrant marketplace as his escape point.

Colorful stalls, bustling crowds, and all sorts of hawkers’ cries provided him with perfect cover.

He effortlessly mingled with a group of tourists tasting street food, then quietly slipped away in an inconspicuous corner and walked towards a completely different neighborhood down a side street.

When the trackers finally made their way through the market, in an attempt to relocate Nick, they found that their target had already vanished without a trace, leaving only noise and bustle as their response.

...

A few minutes later.

Nick Horton and Bai Shi met up again at the predetermined rendezvous point, confirming that they had shaken off the initial surveillance.

There was a manhole cover that wasn’t bolted down; together, they lifted it with force.

Quietly, they entered, disappearing into the city’s underground network.

The underground sewers were dark and damp, but, relying on years of experience and keen intuition, they quickly found the correct path.

Finally, after a complicated journey,

They reemerged into daylight, near one of Bai Shi’s safe houses.

This was a carefully prepared safe house by Bai Shi, not just a place to take refuge.

The building, unremarkable in appearance, was located at the end of an ordinary street surrounded by various typical residences, blending seamlessly into its environment, hardly noticeable unless one was deliberately searching for it.

The entrance to the safe house was cleverly disguised as an old bookstore, its façade covered in dust, its shelves filled with seemingly uninteresting old books, which were actually specially rigged mechanisms. Only by touching them in a specific sequence would a hidden door silently slide open, revealing a secret passageway to a basement.

Along the passageway, infrared sensors and pressure-sensitive floors were installed, with any unexpected entry triggering an alarm and automatically sealing all exits.

Inside were monitors recording every corner inside and out of the safe house.

In one corner of the room was a secret chamber, housing an array of high-tech devices and forgery tools, from sophisticated hacking equipment to delicate lock-picking tools, essential for executing plans.

In addition, there was a complete set of communication equipment to ensure that in case of an emergency, they could rapidly contact the outside world and initiate an emergency evacuation plan.

Most importantly, the entire safe house was equipped with independent power and water supplies, as well as a rich stock of food and necessities. Even if the external environment underwent drastic changes, it could be self-sufficient, serving as a true safe haven.

...

Moreover, many escape packs were prepared here, containing essentials like fake identities, cash, and a variety of other gadgets for emergencies.

"So, where next, Lighthouse Country or Europe? Looks like we’re in for another flight," Nick Horton said with a flash of excitement on his face.

He was enthusiastic, sifting through the fake identities prepared by Bai Shi, picking ones he liked.

But Bai Shi was not busy preparing to flee.

Instead, he took out a bunch of quirky gadgets that looked very familiar to Nick Horton; these were special, offensive tools.

"You’re not planning to run?"

Nick Horton was somewhat stunned.

He even paused in his packing.

It felt like he had just met this friend.

Usually, after an incident, their first measure after running away was to flee immediately.

"Hmm..."

"I’m going home."

Bai Shi nodded, showing an unprecedented seriousness.

"Are you mad? After being followed this far, there definitely are people watching your house."

Nick Horton couldn’t understand Bai Shi’s thinking.

"I don’t want to avoid my current life."

"I’ll settle everything at home!"

At that moment, Bai Shi didn’t spout any famous quotes; he spoke seriously.

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