Fu Lingyuan clenched her hand, and the beam of the flashlight flickered on the other side, shining a person out.

A man in his seventies and eighties knelt on the ground, stripped naked of his clothes and only a pair of floral shorts, and hemp rope wrapped around his neck and his body like a rice dumpling, binding his hands behind his back.

And the reason why Fu Lingyuan reminded her not to be disgusting was because the man's mouth was stuffed with cockroaches, and the skin and flesh on his body were pitted and bloody, and it was obvious that he had been bitten by something, and there were several white bubbles in several places, and the pus that came out of the broken place had not dried up.

The light from the flashlight was a little dim, but it was spotted, so the wounds were very clear. Ruan Shu was mentally prepared, but he still inevitably wanted to vomit, and subconsciously took a step back.

I didn't want the top of my head to slam into Fu Lingyuan's chin, and there was a crunch bang, mixed with the creaking of teeth. His chin was too hard, she hit it too hard, her brain was shocking, she covered her head and turned back, Fu Lingyuan was also covering her chin, raising her eyebrows, and the expression on her face clearly contained a hint of laughter.

"Is he dead or fainted?" After asking, Ruan Shu realized that he was stupid, if the chairman of this Zhuang was dead, what effort did Fu Lingyuan have to defuse the bomb for him?

Fu Lingyuan didn't laugh at her anymore, and replied to her: "He has breathing." As long as the bomb does not explode, there is no danger to life for the time being. ”

Ruan Shu calmed down and looked back at Chairman Zhuang again, not letting his eyes wander, only staring at the explosives bag hanging on his chest.

This is the first time she has seen a bomb in real life outside of film and television dramas, and after a closer look, she found that there are three different colored threads of red, blue and black entwined on the device, which is even more in line with the classic clips in the movie. Although it was out of place, Ruan Shu couldn't control the faint excitement in his heart.

"Do you have to cut one of the three colored threads to disarm the bomb's detonator?" She asked, and at the same time looked for the countdown device on Chairman Zhuang's body, but after checking around, she didn't find it.

"Huh?" Ruan Shu glanced back at Fu Lingyuan, who hadn't answered her question for a long time.

But there was a hint of strangeness in his expression.

"What's wrong?" Ruan Shu's eyes probed slightly, "What did I say wrong?" ”

Fu Lingyuan hooked his lips with interest, touched his chin and said, "Mrs. Fu is not wrong. Now I am in the process of cutting the thread, Mrs. Fu came just in time, help me pick one, which one should I cut? ”

"I pick?" Ruan Shu had a "groan" in her heart - she remembered that when such a plot appeared in the movie, it was often when the person in charge of defusing the bomb finally couldn't tell which one was connected to the detonating device, and left it to fate and luck to make this decision.

"Well, you pick." Fu Lingyuan nodded, "Whichever Mrs. Fu asks me to cut, I will cut whichever one, if I cut it wrong, I will cut it wrong, anyway, if I don't cut it, the result will be blown up." If Mrs. Fu picks one, there is still a one-third chance of survival. ”

No matter how you listen to the tone, it's full of broken jars. Ruan Shu frowned and stared at Fu Lingyuan—it seemed that something was weird......

"Be my helper, help me hold it." Fu Lingyuan stuffed the flashlight into her at this time, then bent down and grabbed a pair of scissors out of nowhere, and shook it at her, "Mrs. Fu hurry up and make a decision." Our lives hang in the balance. ”

As he spoke, he squatted down on one foot in front of Chairman Zhuang, and gently lifted his fingers on the explosives bag, and immediately, the countdown timer she had been looking for for a long time appeared in her eyes, and the numbers on it showed that she had just jumped from 10:00:00 to 9:59:59.

Ruan Shu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but look closer.

Fu Lingyuan squinted at her: "How does Mrs. Fu feel?" ”

"Stimulus." Ruan Shu blurted out directly without careful consideration by his brain.

Fu Lingyuan's eyebrows raised: "Do you remember what the situation is now?" ”

"Yes. A life-or-death situation. Ruan Shu's curious gaze did not leave the bomb, his tone was very sparse and ordinary, and the next sentence said, "Cut the black line." ”

Probably because she answered very decisively, Fu Lingyuan was a little surprised: "So fast? Mrs. Fu doesn't think about it much? ”

Ruan Shu scolded him: "Didn't the third brother want me to hurry up?" ”

Fu Lingyuan raised his lips and asked again: "Then can Mrs. Fu tell me why you chose the black line?" ”

Ruan Shu tilted her head and looked at Fu Lingyuan, who was also staring at her at this time.

"Because I feel that black is the lucky color of the third brother." She confessed her true thoughts from the bottom of her heart.

"Why did Mrs. Fu say that?" Fu Lingyuan looked a little curious.

Ruan Shu pondered for a second, and said with a smile: "Because I saw the third brother go out in the middle of the night to do big things a few times, and he was wearing a black windbreaker. ”

"The third brother seems to be in love for ten minutes." She added.

Fu Lingyuan suddenly pouted with an ambiguous smile: "Mrs. Fu is very suitable for black." ”

Outsiders may not understand, but Ruan Shu reacted immediately - it was not the first time he had said this, and his words were used every time to praise her for being very suitable for black underwear.

Ever since he dominated her wardrobe, her underwear hadn't come out of a second color. But one color does not affect the variety of styles. There are a few erotic and interesting types that she has never touched so far.

Thinking back, she returned to him with the words he had reminded her just now: "Third brother, do you remember what the situation is now?" ”

"Yes. A life-or-death situation. Fu Lingyuan hooked his lips slightly, and returned it to her word for word with what she had just replied to him, and then turned his head to look back at the bomb.

Ruan Shu hurriedly raised the flashlight to help him illuminate.

Fu Lingyuan carefully clamped the scissors on the black line.

Ruan Shu's other hand grabbed at his waist - in fact, what she really wanted to grab was his hand, but he was doing business with both hands at this time.

Fu Lingyuan paused: "This may be the last few seconds we will spend in the world, didn't Mrs. Fu have something to tell me just now?" Or now? ”

Ruan Shu condensed slightly, and clenched the hem of his clothes tighter: "Don't now." Wait until we get out safely. ”

Fu Lingyuan glanced at her sideways.

The dim light of the flashlight cast a faint halo on her white and flawless face, and it seemed that she was a little illusory close to him at the moment.

At first glance, her expression was as calm and cold as ever, but her slightly pursed lips betrayed a hint of her nervousness.

The corners of his lips bent, Fu Lingyuan's gaze did not move, still staring at her, and the fingers holding the scissors pressed a little harder, twisting the edge of the scissors.

The moment the black line was cut, Ruan Shu unconsciously flashed his eyes.

One second, two seconds...... Five seconds passed.

It was still silent, save for her and his breathing.

There was no explosion.

However, the numbers on the timer did not stop beating.

Ruan Shu's eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to look at Fu Lingyuan.

"Stimulation?" He asked, smiling inexplicably.

Ruan Shu didn't answer, and asked rhetorically: "Was the third brother teasing me just now?" ”

"What are you teasing about?" Fu Lingyuan also asked rhetorically.

Ruan Shu pondered the strange look that flashed when she asked him if he wanted to cut the thread, and said, "Let me choose the color." ”

Fu Lingyuan flicked her forehead with his finger and joked: "I'm sorry, I couldn't give Mrs. Fu a realistic experience of the movie plot." ”

Ruan Shu: "......"

Fu Lingyuan smiled, reached for the timer, somehow got it, the number on it actually stopped, and immediately, he removed the plastic shell of the detonating device again, revealing a ball of wire.

The bomb reverted to the way she couldn't find the countdown timer in the first place.

Ruan Shu was stunned and became more and more confused: "What is the situation now?" ”

She guessed: "Before I came, the third brother was successfully demolished?" ”

"It's not. The bomb is still there. Fu Lingyuan's tone was fluttering.

There are too many questions about "that ......", Ruan Shu doesn't know which one to ask, how to ask.

Fu Lingyuan stretched out his hand and lowered the flashlight she was holding, and saw the toolbox he put aside, picking and picking from it, and said casually, "Mrs. Fu's understanding of the bomb has been misled by film and television dramas. ”

"......" Ruan Shu humbly asked, "Where is the misdirection?" ”

"Didn't the film and television drama tell you that the bomb is bundled into a bundle, with an LCD screen on it, a wire connected to the left and right, red and blue, and then countdown 10, 9, 8, 7, 6......?"

"So it's not?"

"That's just a dilemma for the film industry to create in order to present visuals and tension to audiences with no expert knowledge."

Ruan Shu then wanted to ask him what the actual situation should be, but after thinking about it, he deprecated for "no professional knowledge", even if she asked him to answer, she probably didn't understand, so she changed the question: "In this case, what is the countdown timer and the red-blue-black line I just saw?" ”

"It's the people who put this bomb are bored." After a pause, Fu Lingyuan added, "Generally, this kind of game of life and death is just to amuse people." The entire detonating device has nothing to do with these two lines at all. Defuse the bomb and dismantle the bomb, dismantle the bomb, not the line. ”

Ruan Shu pursed her lips - it was not a field of knowledge that she could access in her daily life, even if he had used the simplest words and sentences, she still knew nothing. That's fine, the problem is......

"The third brother also knows a lot about bombs?" This was something she was curious about from the very beginning when he decided to stay and defuse the bomb.

Fu Lingyuan turned his head to meet her gaze when he heard this, and did not answer her question directly, but asked: "Do you know what it means for a person to understand bomb disposal?" ”

After a moment's pause, he asked himself and replied, "It means that that person also knows how to make bombs." ”

Ruan Shu was silent.

He pursed his lips: "Something like today's intimidation and retaliation against a specific person, or creating chaos and causing panic in a crowded public place, Lu Shaocong and I have played together many times, and we are tired of playing." ”

Looking at his dark eyes, Ruan Shu smiled: "So, you're tired of making bombs, so let's dismantle other people's bombs now?" ”

Fu Lingyuan suddenly leaned over to her and pecked her lips: "Mrs. Fu understands me more and more." ”

After that, he licked his lips unsatisfied, stared at her deeply, and said bluntly: "When I go out, let me kiss enough." ”

Ruan Shu: "......"

"Is the third brother serious about defusing the bomb?" She turned away from his indecent topic, frowning and confused, "Didn't you say the bomb was still there?" Now there is no countdown timer, no red-blue-black line, how on earth do you detonate a bomb? ”

"The bomb is still there. And every minute there is a chance of being detonated. Fu Lingyuan's tone said that he was cautious without warning, and explained, "This is a remote-controlled bomb." ”

Ruan Shu understood in an instant, and spontaneously imagined in his mind that the man in the suit was holding the remote control in his hand at this time, deciding the fate of her and Fu Lingyuan.

She couldn't help frowning—the time bomb could at least know exactly when it was dead, and the remote-controlled bomb was all up to the mood of the man in the suit.

"Does Mrs. Fu know how many bombs there are in the entire convention and exhibition center?"

She definitely has no answer to this kind of question. Ruan Shu waited for him to ask himself again and tell her.

However, Fu Lingyuan's next sentence did not answer this question, but said: "This is the last one." ”

How did he find out? Ruan Shu's heart paused slightly. And by "the last" I mean, this is the last one that has not yet been detonated? Or, is this the last one that has not yet been demolished?

Fu Lingyuan was still rummaging through the toolbox, and he didn't seem to be able to find what he was looking for, and his brows were folded like a small pimple.

Ruan Shu glanced at the toolbox, and it was just some very ordinary repair tools, some hammers, hammers or something, and it was estimated that he had found them from the workers' workshops in the convention and exhibition center.

But what role can these tools play in defusing bombs?

It seems that only Fang Cai's scissors can cut the thread.

Ruan Shu looked back at him, and when the flashlight was bright, he noticed that there was a lot of sweat on his forehead.

Is it hot? She was slightly confused.

Before she could think about it, she saw Fu Lingyuan find a screw from the bottom of the toolbox.

But he still wrinkled his eyebrows, and it seemed that he was still not satisfied with the screws. After a moment of silence, he leaned over Chairman Zhuang, who was still in a comatose state, and carefully examined a certain corner of the detonator.

Ruan Shu was busy helping to send the light of the flashlight, and countless questions were circling in his heart, wanting to ask him for solutions, but he was worried about distracting him.

Fu Lingyuan obviously saw through her words and stopped: "What else does Mrs. Fu want to ask?" ”

Hearing this, Ruan Shu didn't hide it anymore: "Since it's a remote-controlled bomb, why hasn't it been detonated until now?" ”

"Two possibilities." Fu Lingyuan didn't know what he was fiddling with, his eyebrows were tightly locked, but he could still spare his energy to chat with her, "First, I'm waiting for someone." ”

Wait for someone ......? After a little thought, Ruan Shu figured it out: "He wants to blow up more than Chairman Zhuang." ”

"Hmm." Fu Lingyuan said lightly, "It may be luring other people who came to save Chairman Zhuang, or they may be waiting for the police." ”

"And the second possibility......?"

Fu Lingyuan seemed to have figured it out, and at this moment he stood back, picked up the scissors again, and at the same time grabbed Ruan Shu's hand and aimed the light of the flashlight at one place.

Ruan Shu took the opportunity to take a closer look, and what he saw was a white thread, mixed in a mass of white threads, which at first glance was nothing special.

"Now is the time to validate the second possibility." Fu Lingyuan clamped the scissors on the white wire.

A drop of sweat ran from his forehead along his sideburns.

Ruan Shu stretched out his hand to help him erase it, looked at him, and nodded calmly: "Okay." ”

Fu Lingyuan hooked the corners of his lips obliquely, and applied force to his fingers on the scissors.