As a result, when I pinched it for the first time, the beads slipped away and the people around me almost stopped breathing.
An An looked at Li Jingchen nervously!
I don't know why, but if he is bound to die, he hopes that the last person he sees is his father, not someone else!
Although Li Jingchen had never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, at this moment, he had to admit that Li Jingchen did not abandon him again.
"Huh, beads...stopped."
"Be careful!"
"...I know, this bead is slipperier than I thought."
After taking a deep breath, the expert stretched out his tweezers and firmly grasped one of the beads.
After clamping it up, the expert quickly used his other hand to hold it underneath to prevent the beads from slipping off and accidentally touching the bomb.
"Put it in here." Another expert picked up a small iron plate and asked him to put the beads in.
After successfully transferring one bead, the expert began to clip another bead.
I don’t know whether it’s because of experience or because I’ve adapted to the cunning of the beads, but this time I picked it up much faster.
When the second bead was transferred, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
An An slumped even more, her back was wet with sweat, and she could only breathe in and out with big mouthfuls.
The expert holding the tweezers raised his head and asked, "If I can't survive, who will cut the thread?"
"I'll do it." The leader of the bomb team said.
"Okay, as long as you are here to help, there will be no problem."
Perhaps the successful completion of the first two steps gave the members of the bomb disposal team confidence. At this time, everyone had a smile on their face.
The leader of the bomb team looked at An An and explained: "My child, although the beads have been taken out, you should not move around for the time being, so as not to break the red thread around your neck."
"Okay." An An nodded, seeming to be in a better condition.
He then looked at Li Jingchen happily.
Li Jingchen smiled at him.
An An couldn't help but recall the day she met Li Jingchen at the amusement park.
They went to the haunted house. Li Xiuqi was so frightened that he jumped and screamed. Mommy was also scared and moved slowly. Only Li Jingchen kept walking forward and calmly decrypted the secrets for them and told the staff who were pretending to be ghosts.
It leaves no sense of achievement.
In other words, if someone is pretending to be a ghost in this bomb box, then Li Jingchen is the one who breaks the mystery for him, right?
Thinking of this, An An rekindled her hope of "living".
However, no one saw Li Jingchen's hand behind his back quietly forming a fist.
He didn't stop worrying about An An's life for a moment!
After a short break, the leader of the bomb disposal team began to study the fuse of the bomb.
There were four fuses in total, all red. The leader of the bomb disposal team said solemnly: "Look, the people who made the bomb painted all the wires in the same color."
After everyone listened, their hearts sank.
The leader of the bomb disposal team gave a wry smile: "Now, which one do you think I should cut?"
After pondering for a moment, a member said: "I think that since the person who sent the bomb said that if the red line wrapped around the child's neck is cut, the bomb will detonate, then we only need to cut the line that controls it,
It’s okay if you don’t.”
The team leader then gently pulled the red thread around An An's neck, and saw that one of the four red threads connected to the bomb moved. He only needed to cut it gently to complete the task.