During the process, I heard An An suddenly ask: "Why haven't you left yet?"
Li Jingchen lowered his eyes and stared at him: "Why should I leave? It's rare to see such a joke like you."
An An had no desire to argue. He raised his pale face and said, "Thank you... for sending my mommy away."
Li Jingchen raised his handsome eyebrows: "Don't you blame me for taking away your mommy again?"
An An opened her small mouth and said feebly: "It's not strange."
The experts found that Li Jingchen was here to attract An An's attention, and the child's hands did not shake at all, and they all looked happy.
The pneumatic cutting knife continued to work, and the opening on the edge of the box gradually became larger.
at the same time--
An An looked at the tall man in front of her, and after flattening her mouth, she said hoarsely: "You can go downstairs too, and don't worry about me."
Seeing that he was about to cry, Li Jingchen couldn't help but sneer: "If I don't care about you, won't you blame me again and leave you alone in the future?"
An An froze and asked in despair: "...What if there is no future?"
Li Jingchen's eyes dimmed, and then he said nonchalantly: "Then we, father and son, will meet underground."
An An whispered: "It's so cold underground. If you want to go, you should go to heaven. Those little angels with wings and bare butts will play flutes next to us and make garlands for us."
Having said that, there is no trace of fantasy on An An's face?
He was just taking the fairy tale book that his mother had read to him before, weaving a beautiful future in a different world, and coaxing himself.
"What about daydreaming?" Li Jingchen laughed at him.
An An let out a sigh of relief: "Can't I just think about it?"
"Okay." Li Jingchen said, his eyes suddenly sharpened: "Don't move, it will be fine soon."
An An looked down and found that the bomb box had been cut into half. He was so happy that he couldn't help but say "Yeah!"
The experts nearby saw this and couldn't bear to say, "Where are you going?"
After another minute, the edge of the bomb box was cut in a circle. It looked as thin as a line drawn with a pen. If you don't pay attention, you won't even see the gap.
"Okay." The expert in charge of cutting said to everyone after heaving a sigh of relief: "I'm going to take off the cover."
He then looked at An An: "My child, can you still persist?"
An An said "hmm".
“Awesome.”
After wiping the sweat from his palms, the expert carefully reached out and held the lid of the box.
Everyone subconsciously held their breath until the lid of the box was gently lifted, revealing the maze and bombs inside, which meant that they were one step closer to success and death.
"Get the beads, get the beads!" someone reminded.
The design of the maze in the box is very cartoonish, and the two small beads inside are even smaller, and an adult's fingers cannot fit into them.
The leader of the bomb disposal team asked: "Do you have tweezers? We can use tweezers to pick out the beads."
The members rummaged through the tool box, but there were no tweezers anywhere.
The team leader made a decisive decision: "Quickly take someone out and go downstairs to buy it!"
"I'll go!" One of them went quickly.
Fortunately, tweezers are not a rare thing and can be purchased in convenience stores, supermarkets, and medical stores.
Soon after, the elevator reached the seventh floor, and members of the bomb disposal team handed the purchased tweezers to the expert with the steadiest hands.
After the other party took it, he glanced at An An first, then stretched out the tweezers to pick up the beads in the maze.