Chapter Eighty-Three: Tracking the Time Bomb
I had no choice but to fight, and I had to fight with God for time. Fang Chen asked Meng Xue to contact the bomb disposal expert immediately and transport the bomb disposal expert to the ship as quickly as possible.
Meng Xue immediately called the Municipal Public Security Bureau. As soon as Hao Tong received the call, people were stupid, how could things develop to such serious consequences, more than a thousand lives. If it does explode, killing him won't be enough. He hurriedly reported to the municipal party committee and municipal government, and at the same time asked the provincial department for support. Mobilize the most haode bomb disposal specialists.
The law and order in Manchester is okay, how can such a thing happen on weekdays, so under normal circumstances, a city-level bureau does not have any high-level bomb disposal experts. Time is so urgent, the situation is so critical, it is necessary to send some high-level bomb disposal experts to defuse the crisis. Otherwise, just catch one of them, and it's just one more person to be bombed.
The leaders of the provincial department also attached great importance to nearly 1,000 people, which was originally a frightening number. What's more, the people on the boat are also celebrities and wealthy businessmen in society, and they are all influential figures. If this matter is not solved, no one will be able to eat and walk around. However, even with such a quick response, it would have taken at least 40 minutes to transfer the bomb disposal specialist to the "Monarch" cruise ship.
In other words, in the remaining twenty minutes, the experts had to work hard to find five time bombs and defuse them. It's inconceivable, but that's all it takes to get there.
Fang Chen said to Meng Xue, I'll go down and have a look first, and then disappear into the cabin as soon as I turn around. In these days, the experts are not very reliable. It's better to rely on experts than to rely on yourself.
Fang Chen wanted to judge the location of the bomb through his unique perception of danger, but it was obviously in vain to toss it. With Fang Chen's current strength, his unique ability to perceive danger can only be perceived in the moment before the danger occurs, but now that the bomb is safe and sound, he can't perceive its danger, and it makes no sense to perceive the location of the bomb in the moment before the bomb is about to explode. So what to do? He wanted to buy some time for the experts, and obviously that method would not work.
Fang Chen searched around blindly, as time passed, he was also anxious, not because of himself, he himself was fully capable of escaping, but what should he do with so many people on the ship? If he had done it before, he might not have cared, but when he joined the police force, he had the responsibility and obligation to shoulder this responsibility.
But what's the use of being in a hurry? Fang Chen scurried around the cabin like a headless fly, expecting to find some useful clues.
Just as he was scrambling around, his head suddenly went into a trance, and a blurry image jumped out. By the way, tracking, I may have been in too much of a hurry, and I didn't even think about it for a while, maybe tracking can help me.
Fang Chen calmed down, put his hands on the place where he was in a trance just now, and mobilized the breath in the dantian to rush through the ethereal acupoint on his head. A vague picture flashed through my mind, and it turned out to be the scene of Yang Kui and the others retreating into the cabin in a hurry. Fang Chen closed his eyes, followed the clues just now, and followed him until he came to a desk, which was where Yang Kui worked on weekdays.
Yang Kui is in a critical situation, will Weishenme come to this place? Fang Chen's head was questioned, his mind was a little scattered, and this distraction made the picture blur a lot. Fang Chen hurriedly collected his mind, gathered the aura he emitted again, and rushed through the ethereal acupoint. The picture gradually became clear again.
Yang Kui opened the drawer, took out a button, hesitated slightly, and then pressed the button with a hideous face. After that, he closed the drawer and hurried out of the office.
Fang Chen was about to follow the route of Yang Kui's escape, when suddenly Fang Chen opened his eyes as if he remembered something, and the aura of convergence immediately dispersed, and the clues of the tracking were interrupted, if he continued to track it like this, I am afraid it would be difficult, but Fang Chen didn't care, because what appeared in his mind just now was a drawing. Seeing this drawing, Fang Chen had a very strange feeling.
Fang Chen opened the drawer, and he saw a button, which was no different from the normal size in the picture. There was a white drawing lying next to it, Fang Chen opened it and saw that it was the one that flashed through Fang Chen's head, and the words above the drawing deeply attracted Fang Chen--the distribution map in the time bomb bay. It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
Fang Chen excitedly picked up this drawing and asked people to find Meng Xue.
When Meng Xue saw this drawing, there was a smile on her frosty face. Fang Chen looked at Meng Xue's smile and couldn't help but feel a little stupid. It was a feeling like a spring breeze coming overnight, like the rejuvenation of ten thousand trees, and the smile of this cold beauty actually had such a shocking effect.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Fang Chen standing there, Meng Xue couldn't help but ask with concern, although her tone was still a little cold, it was just very different from the tone she usually spoke.
Fang Chen smiled rather awkwardly: "It's nothing. Fang Chen muttered in his heart, you look so good when you smile, why do you always keep a straight face on weekdays, giving people such a cold feeling.
Meng Xue couldn't take care of the dust at the moment, and his life was at stake. Meng Xue asked people to hurry up and find the whereabouts of the time bomb according to the location of the drawings.
After a while, the people who had sent it out returned. Everyone has reported on the information they have just enquired. The location of the time bomb is the same as in the drawing. The crowd cheered. And the cold beauty Meng Xue was also unprecedented, and laughed on a large scale. It was a hearty laugh. The team members were a little silly when they saw the boss laughing so charmingly.
The time bomb has been found, and the next thing is to wait patiently for the experts to arrive. Minute by minute. Forty-three minutes later, the bomb disposal expert appeared in the cabin in a hurry.
"What? It's so late, and only one of them is sent, and I want to die. Meng Xue saw that it had been so long before she sent an expert, and she didn't care that these people were sent from above, so she scolded her face with a scolding face. Meng Xue was anxious, the situation was so critical, every minute and second would affect everyone's lives, these experts were so abrasive.
The bomb disposal expert was scolded for a moment, and he had nothing to say, he knew very well that in this case, the urgency of time, and it was understandable to be anxious, but he also did his best, they themselves had no wings, so it was only like this. Originally, there were two bomb disposal experts of this level in the provincial department, but not long ago, that person was in a car accident and is still lying in the hospital. And the other bomb disposal experts are rookies. This bomb disposal is no better than other professions, you can send a little brother to repair the car, and you can't repair it with a master. Bomb disposal, that is irreversible, once the wrong dismantling, the bomb will explode, and it will die by itself, and a large number of people will be affected. Hearing that the situation was so serious, the superiors decided to send him alone.
Without superfluous nonsense, the group hurried to the location of the first bomb. The bomb disposal expert was busy with a solemn expression.
Yang Kui, these bastards, are clever enough, even this expert-level bomb disposal expert took a full four minutes to successfully dismantle.
"Four minutes for a bomb, and four more, where will there be so much time for you to defuse." Meng Xue was about to go crazy.