When the courier saw An An taking the box, he laughed lowly and took the time to say: "Uncle, help you open the box. Can you confirm it before receiving the goods?"
An An met the courier's eyes under the brim of his hat and thought that the service attitude of this courier was really good, so she said: "Okay."
The courier then took out a knife and separated the wrapping paper to reveal the contents.
What I saw was a translucent electronic device, with a cartoon-shaped maze on the top, and a... time bomb placed at the bottom!
An An realized something was wrong and asked: "Uncle, this is..."
The "courier" reached out and held An An's two small hands to help him maintain stability: "Don't move, have you seen the beads in the maze?"
An An lowered his head and looked at the maze in the box. He saw two small silver beads in the maze. He asked confusedly: "What are these?"
"The courier" said with a ferocious smile: "As long as you move, these two small beads will run around in the maze. If they fall out of the exit of the maze and fall on the bomb below, then, bang
!This bomb will be detonated.”
An An's pupils shrank violently.
The "courier" took advantage of An An being stunned and quickly pulled up a red wire connected to the bomb box and wrapped it around An An's neck.
An An wanted to hide, but whenever he moved, the two small beads in the maze would run around. Thinking of this, he could only freeze, being wrapped up in the red thread.
After the "courier" finished wrapping the red thread, he patted An An's tight little face and explained: "This red thread can also detonate bombs, so please don't cut it randomly."
An An held on to her last bit of luck and asked, "You lied to me, right?"
The "courier" put away his smile, and his eyes flashed coldly under the brim of his hat. He was worried that An An was young and wouldn't understand, so he didn't mind explaining it more clearly -
"I'm not kidding you. The power of the bomb inside can blow through three floors. If you want the people upstairs and downstairs to be buried with you, then you can try it."
An An's eyes were red, but she was not only afraid, but also angry: "Who are you? Why do you do this to me!"
Why?
Because you are Lu Wanwan's son, because you are the one who opened the door!
The "courier" did not answer, but stepped back, raised his hand to press the elevator button, and looked into An An's angry eyes from a distance.
After squinting for a while, the man realized that this child really should not be underestimated.
Holding a bomb box in their hands, with the bomb wire wrapped around their necks, and still standing upright, this is one of the things they have trained as "death warriors" since childhood.
I still remember that those children who were his age but failed to pass the "Dead Soldier" test were all blown to pieces.
"Ding."
The next second, the elevator arrived.
Before entering the elevator, the man laughed heartily: "Enjoy it, it's like waiting to die."
Immediately, the elevator door slowly closed, isolating the man's cruel face.
His master was shot in the shoulder six years ago. After they boarded the helicopter under their cover, he kept staring at the direction where Lu Wanwan fell into the sea.
At that time, Lu Wanwan would have died, instead of waiting until now.
As for Fu Huaian?
Although he is childish and innocent, who makes him Lu Wanwan's son?
Let them, mother and son, have each other's company on the Huangquan Road.