After leaving the building, Zooey looked at the time nervously. Fortunately, it was not yet nine o 'clock. There were still sixteen minutes before the time bomb would explode, which was enough time for her to throw the bomb into the Seine River.
However, even a trained person would be nervous with a bomb in his hand, not to mention that the bomb was about to explode.
Michael Mason, who had been observing the pedestrians on the street and looking for a target, quickly found Zooey, who was clutching her bag tightly.
Looking at Zooey, who was clutching the handle of her handbag tightly with her right hand, Michael Mason thought for half a second and was sure that there was something valuable in the handbag.
He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and followed Zooey. When they walked down the stairs, Mason looked around and saw that there was no one around. He quickly stepped forward and bumped into Zooey's shoulder.
When Zooey got up from the ground, she found that the backpack on her shoulder was gone. She looked around in horror but did not see anyone.
"God."
Zooey covered her mouth. She knew that she had encountered a pickpocket on the streets of Paris. However, she could not find anyone and did not dare to shout for help. She pulled her hair with both hands and sat on the ground with a blank mind.
Mason, who was experienced, picked a place with fewer people and slipped away quickly with the bag.
He walked into an alley and hid in the corner for dozens of seconds. After making sure that no one was following him, he opened the handbag in his hand.
However, to his disappointment, other than a mobile phone, there were only some miscellaneous items and teddy bears in the bag. "Damn it."
Mason checked the bag again but did not find any coins. He cursed his bad luck and walked out of the alley. He planned to throw the handbag into the trash can. He did not throw it away casually because only things thrown into the trash can would not attract people's attention.
As soon as he walked out of the alley, a woman bumped into him.
"Sorry, sorry," Jessie apologized to Mason.
"What's wrong, dear?" Before Mason could get angry, he saw a man wearing a hat not far away shouting in his direction. Beside the young man, a burly man in a suit, who looked like a bodyguard at first glance, heard the sound and walked over while staring at him.
With just one look, Mason knew that he was no match for Gunnar. Coupled with the lady's bag in his hand, Mason hurriedly told Jesse that he was fine and turned around to walk towards Morris Square.
However, he did not notice that after he walked away, Jessie revealed Zoe and Mason's mobile phones and wallets. She smiled and hugged William's neck. "You lost, dear."
William rolled his eyes and pretended to be helpless. "Can't we go to the Seine tomorrow? Besides, it's just a lousy river, what's so interesting about it? "
Jessie, who didn't know anything, hugged William's arm. "I don't care. You have to keep your word. You can't go home until you're done with the Seine."
"Alright, alright, alright." William shook his head and took the phone. "Let's return the phone to that woman first."
"No, there's no reason to return something that's already in my hands. Besides, I didn't steal it from that woman."
Seeing William roll his eyes again, Jessie immediately remembered that she used to be a pickpocket. She mumbled awkwardly, "Then you have to promise me that you won't go home so early."
"Alright, alright, you win. You have the final say." He kissed Jessie and walked to Gunnar with two mobile phones and wallets. He whispered in his ear, "There's a tracking program in Zoe's phone. Get rid of the rest. Also, be careful and don't cause trouble."
Gunnar nodded. "Understood." He turned around and followed Sunday's instructions to catch Zoe, who still didn't know what to do.
When Mason arrived at the square and walked to the garbage disposal point, he saw a middle-aged man walk up to him. The man looked at the teddy bear in his handbag and handed him the paper bag in his hand. "Cthulhu?"
Mason was stunned for a second. "You've got the wrong person."
Just as he was about to walk away, he saw a man about fifteen or sixteen meters away from him with his right hand in his clothes and staring at him.
With just one glance, Mason knew that the man was holding a gun in his right hand. When he looked again, Mason was horrified to find that the bag in the man's hand was very similar to the one in his hand. Moreover, there was a teddy bear of the same style hanging on the bag, but much smaller.
Mason didn't need to think too much to understand that the man in the distance was the one who contacted the middle-aged man in front of him, and he was dragged into danger because he stole a bag.
Unfortunately, before he could explain, the bomb in the bag exploded with a loud bang, sending him and the information dealer flying seven or eight meters away.
When the explosion came, Christmas got up from the ground and pretended to be angry. He threw away the bag in his hand and rushed to the explosion point. He grabbed the piece of paper that had not been completely burned and quickly ran away.
Further away, about a hundred meters away from the explosion, William hugged the scared Jesse and asked in a low voice, "Are you hurt?"
After hearing this, Jesse immediately hugged William tightly. "I'm fine, I'm fine." Then, he remembered that William was in front of him, so he quickly let go of his hands and cried as he touched William's body.
"Okay, okay," William comforted him. "Don't worry, I'm fine too."
Holding Jesse in his arms, William turned to look at the explosion point and listened to Sunday's report. "Sir, Michael Mason and the information dealer have been confirmed dead.
Everything before and after the explosion was captured by the cameras on the street of the square, including the process of Mr. Christmas snatching the information. If you walk another twenty-three meters, you will also be captured. "
After hearing this, William said to Jesse, "Let's leave. It'll be troublesome if the police come later." When they passed by the explosion point, he blocked Jesse's face with his hand and deliberately raised his head to look around.
Jesse was not angry at all when William blocked her view. On the contrary, her mind was now full of William's figure. She was usually a little careless, but at this moment, she couldn't be any gentler.
Not long after the two of them left, reporters and police arrived one after another. The news of the explosion in Morris Square quickly spread throughout Paris, and then the whole world.
Two hours later, at 11: 40 am, Victor Gahel, the head of the Paris Ministry of Internal Affairs and the police chief, held a press conference overnight. This attack had killed a total of two people and injured more than 20 people.
At the same time, they also received a statement claiming to be the attacker, threatening that this was only the first round of the attack. In the 36 hours before the day of the first victory, they would launch another bomb attack until the celebration was canceled.
At the end of the press conference, Victor Gahel said to all the reporters that France would never bow down to the attacker, and the celebration would go on as usual. Moreover, the Paris police and the agents of the Ministry of Internal Affairs would make any attacker pay the price.
As soon as he returned to the office, Victor's assistant knocked on the door and came in with a dozen photos. "Boss, you'll never guess what the cameras at the scene of the explosion captured."
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