Situ Qinglang dismantled it, and suddenly said, "Wife, tell me a joke." ”

Sweetheart almost didn't react, what kind of joke was told at this time!

"Don't you tell a lot of bad jokes?" Situ Qinglang kept moving in his hands, but his mouth was still teasing, "I'm too hot now, tell me something that can cool me down." ”

"Are you serious?" Sweetheart asked cautiously.

"Of course. Situ Qinglang rubbed the back of his hand on his forehead and sweated. Sweetheart immediately realized that it might be that this thing was very troublesome to disassemble, so Qinglang was also a little nervous.

She racked her brains, but her brain was blank and she couldn't think of anything, and she trembled and said, "Do you know the difference between jumping down from the 18th floor and jumping down from the 3rd floor?"

"What's the difference?" asked Situ Qinglang without raising his head.

"Jumping down from the 18th floor is 'Ahhh Smack', while the 3rd floor is 'Smack... Ahh......h

Because of her nervousness, her "ahhhhhh

“…… Isn't it cold?" Sweetheart asked worriedly.

"It was cold, I had the feeling that I was in the freezer. Situ Qinglang replied exaggeratedly.

Suddenly the sweetheart wanted to laugh and cry, please don't laugh at your brains anymore at this time?

"I just remembered something. Situ Qinglang continued, "Qingqing asked me to bring a gift to her when I go back, I'm afraid I won't be able to bring this gift - drink." ”

He screamed violently, and before the sweetheart could see clearly, he saw that he had torn apart the upper layer out of nowhere.

Sweetheart shuddered and almost threw the thing out of her hand. Situ Qinglang carefully held the upper floor, and went crazy just by looking at the explosive connection device below.

There are actually three wires.

Usually the bomb device has two leads, one is detonated and the other is detonated, theoretically this is the principle of setting the bomb, and he has never heard of anyone setting three wires in the bomb.

Since there is one more, there are countless possibilities for this one, such as a kind of blindfolding, only to confuse people's judgment, so that people can choose one more time, but it is not completely 100% inferred, because the bomb itself cannot be disassembled, so it is impossible to see how many of the three wires are connected to the inside.

Do you need to cut one or two? Red, blue, and green, which is the lethal wire that detonates the bomb?

He raised his wrist to look at his watch, and before he knew it, there were 2 minutes left, everyone's eyes were focused on his hand, and the sweetheart stared at his hand with anxiety, judging from his expression that there was trouble, so he cautiously asked, "Qinglang, what's wrong?"

"It looks like I'm going to have to do a multiple-choice question. Situ Qinglang laughed at himself, not knowing where to start.

He glanced to the side, and suddenly saw a young man in a blue sweatshirt and sunglasses in the crowd, who seemed to have been standing there since he didn't know when, it wasn't the first time he noticed him, but he felt that he seemed to be calm when he first saw him, but at this moment, his cheeks stiffened inexplicably.

It's weird...... Situ Qinglang was not sure that the person who set up the bomb was on the train, which was tantamount to a suicidal act of terror, but what if he wanted to be the hero of this subway accident? If his original purpose was to unwind the bomb himself, now his appearance was something he did not expect, and it had disrupted his whole plan.

His thoughts drifted away, and Situ Qinglang came back to his senses. His upper body blocked his movements, and the young man looked more and more anxious in the crowd.

Situ Qinglang noticed that the blue clothes on his body also had blue in the wires, so should this blue be cut or kept? For a while, he was also a little at a loss.

Tension was in the air, and the horn was already sounding in front of him, and he realized that the train should be about to enter the terminal.

However, even Gao Lian could not be foolproof in the face of such a bomb, not to mention that he was not a Demoman at all, and the next step was all a matter of luck.

There was a red indicator light outside the metal shell of the bomb, Situ Qinglang saw that it should be a bomb status indicator, he looked up at the young man again, his eyes met, and he suddenly felt that he saw his anxious eyes through his sunglasses.

"Qinglang, we're running out of time. Sweetheart nervously reminded him, "I feel like the car is slowing down, I'm ...... I'm afraid I'll be able to control it for a while......"

"I know. Situ Qinglang exhaled, suddenly raised his hand, and ripped off the blue lead.

Sweetheart screamed, she could see that Situ Qinglang was also trying his luck, the expected explosion did not happen, and the indicator light was not extinguished, indicating that this line was a false lead, and it was really a trick.

Next, there are two left, one red and one green, Situ Qinglang frowned, and he didn't dare to slack off, the real test is coming-this is the line that determines life and death.

One minute to go.

Not only the sweetheart, but even Situ Qinglang could feel that the train was slowing down, but this slowdown was at most to reduce the fatal collision brought by later, and it could not fundamentally guarantee that the train would stop steadily, he had now removed the first layer, the bomb was dismantled into two parts, and the mercury device sweetheart could not control it.

There was a lot of abuse around him, and the sound of crying and grabbing the ground resounded throughout the train, Situ Qinglang didn't care at all, he said to the train controller who had been standing not far away: "Please evacuate everyone to the middle of the carriage." ”

The passengers moved towards the middle compartment in an orderly manner, Situ Qinglang took a deep breath, and suddenly smiled and said to his sweetheart: "Wife, try your luck, what color do you like?"

Sweetheart was shocked and nervously asked, "What are you going to do, can you break whichever color I like?" No, it's too risky!"

Situ Qinglang retracted his smile, frowned, and said calmly: "This can only be lucky, there is no other way, the chance of life and death accounts for 50% each, haven't you always been lucky?" ”

"But I can't—"

"Red line or green line, which one is broken?" Situ Qinglang raised his wrist to look at his watch, and there were still 40 seconds left in the time.

"I ...... I'm scared!" Sweetheart is finally going to be scared to cry, she can't bear this kind of choice, if she chooses the wrong one, she kills Qinglang, even if she dies with her, she won't forgive her mistakes!

Situ Qinglang remembered the words of the unsigner during the day, suddenly raised his hand and pinched his sweetheart's cheek, he stared into her eyes and said, "Don't you want to know what the person in the temple told me today? ”

"Rely on me?" Sweetheart's tears froze in her eyes, and the person froze.

"He said that you are lucky, you will go off the edge, you think about it, which of these two colors do you want to break. Situ Qinglang touched her little brain, "It's okay, if it's wrong, I'll die with you, and we are still husband and wife underground." ”

Sweetheart's lips trembled, cold sweat kept breaking out in her palms, she was silent for a moment, and suddenly remembered the bag that the man had given her, and the broken red rope in the bag.

Could this be the meaning of the bag? To cut off the red one? Could it be that the old man had already expected himself and Qinglang to encounter such trouble?

Get out!

Sweetheart gritted his teeth and made a choice in the last 20 seconds, while the train began to brake harder and the carriage began to shake violently.

"I'll pick the red one!" she said aloud, closing her eyes.

"Okay, listen to you. Situ Qinglang cut the red line abruptly, and at the same time, he suddenly raised his hand to knock the bomb out, pulled his sweetheart through his arms, and pressed it under him.

In the panic and screaming, only a loud "bang-" ...... was heard.

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