"Boss." The special forces soldier walked over, feeling that something wasn't right with his young master.
The girl felt wronged, she couldn't understand why Almighty Qin had said that. The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. Eventually, she started crying.
Qin Mo knelt down, glancing at the timer on the table.
"Boss, this time bomb is hard to dismantle, the explosion range can spread to the surrounding area. We don't have professional tools, why don't we wait?" The special forces soldier narrowed his eyes. "There's five minutes left."
There wasn't enough time.
"Pass me the military knife." Qin Mo reached out, his side profile still handsome. "Go down."
Was he going to dismantle the bomb himself?
The special forces soldier didn't move, he knew his boss's ability but it was too dangerous, he couldn't leave his boss alone.
Qin Mo glanced up, his voice faint. "Go down."
"Boss, I'll do it," the special forces soldier said.
Qin Mo looked at him. "Who's faster? Me or you?"
The special forces soldier didn't reply.
Qin Mo tilted his head, swiping his fingers, his black hair flying in the wind. "I'll say it again, go down."
The girl was still crying. "Save me, save me, you can't leave, save me."
Selfish people were probably like that.
In the face of danger, they would think about how they couldn't leave.
The special forces soldier clenched his fingers. If his boss died here because of this person, he would probably take off his uniform and never join the team again.
"I'll go down."
Obeying orders was his duty.
The girl wasn't having it. "Why is he leaving, isn't he wearing his uniform? Shouldn't he stay to save me?"
The video was on.
This meant that the video would be uploaded online.
When Qin Mo heard this, his eyes turned vicious. His fingers moved, and the military knife shot out. It swept through the girl's hair and stabbed into the wooden board behind her.
The girl was completely frightened, tears streaming down her face as she watched him.
Qin Mo's voice rang out. "There's less than five minutes before the explosion. If you hadn't helped the murderer, you wouldn't be tied up here. You want a border guard to die with you? That's my soldier, I don't want to. If you want to live, I will save you. But I don't mind telling you that I don't want to save you. Why don't you talk more and die with me?"
The girl finally calmed down.
The special forces soldier was at the door, but he didn't leave.
Defusing the bomb was like gambling with one's life.
But they had to win.
He knew what risk his boss was taking.
Within a radius of five kilometers, if the bombs were not removed, something would happen.
Even the best Bomb Disposal Technician would need to calm down and think, but the girl's performance would undoubtedly affect others.
Qin Mo raised his hand to check the time.
His left hand, which was wrapped in a white bandage, tilted slightly, and the military knife was unsheathed. Under the glow of dusk, there was only determination and calmness on his face.
Five o 'clock in the afternoon.
Fan Jia locked her phone with her eyes still on the video.
She wouldn't let him die.
After all, her goal was to get him.
What's more, what she wanted the most right now was to board the ship as soon as possible.
As long as they passed through here and reached public waters, no one could easily catch them.
Fen Jia's lips curved upwards. She alighted from the cab, a faint smile on her face.
It wasn't as if she hadn't encountered roadblocks along the way.
Fortunately, those roadblocks were set up after she passed the toll booth.
Even when the cab stopped, the driver was still saying, "I wonder what's going on today, there were roadblocks along the way."
"That's right." Fen Jia was very good at pretending to be pitiful. "It looks rather scary."
The driver reminded her out of goodwill. "You're a young lady, be careful when you're out. It isn't safe around here."
"Alright." When Fen Jia lowered her head to pay the driver, she raised her hand and used the knife hidden in her hand to strangle the driver's throat.
The driver reached out to grab his neck, his eyes wide open, wanting to call for help.
Fan Jia wiped her hands, her face expressionless as she pushed the driver out of the car. She drove a long distance before stopping the car.
This place was very close to the pier where they could smuggle.
The reason why Fen Jia attacked the driver wasn't just to silence him, but also to buy some time for the police.
When they saw someone die, they would definitely investigate the murder case first.
Using this time difference, she would be able to board the ship.
The pier was huge, Qin Mo didn't have the time to search for traces of her boarding from the pier.
Very quickly, Fen Jia heard a sharp scream.
As expected, the few people who were patrolling the area immediately ran towards the source of the sound.
But no one would care if they were smuggled.
It was hard to manage a small place, there wasn't enough manpower and the villagers depended on this. If they really stopped the small business, they would lose their source of income.
Hence, sometimes, the management couldn't keep up.
That was the reason why Fen Jia chose to stay here.
Due to the lack of information, even if they knew something had happened, they wouldn't be able to confirm what had happened.
People who died would go to see it.
This was the best time for her to leave.
Fen Jia was still wearing the clothes she had worn when she left school. She wore suitable glasses, which made her look even more harmless.
No one would pay attention to a girl at such a time.
Fen Jia lowered her lids. If someone took a glance, they would notice a hint of malice in her smile.
Tick tock, tick tock.
There was less than a minute left before the explosion.
Qin Mo tilted his head. Just as he was hesitating on whether to choose the red or blue thread, his fingers paused, picking out a golden thread.
The golden thread was hidden deep. If one wasn't careful, they wouldn't be able to notice it.
Fen Jia retracted her gaze, not minding it. So what if he dismantled the bomb she had set up?
Her ultimate goal was to escape.
Fen Jia lifted her bag, smiling cutely as she walked forward.
Kacha.
The military knife fell.
Qin Mo broke the golden thread, and the time stopped with his action.
The frightened girl's body stiffened, and then she burst into tears again.
The moment Qin Mo stood up, his uninjured hand moving forward, cuffing the person's wrist.
Now that her life was no longer in danger, the girl's expression changed. "Almighty Qin, what are you doing? What right do you have to cuff me, you … "
Qin Mo couldn't be bothered to talk to her, reaching for his phone, trying to call the youngster.
No one picked up.
The special forces soldier wanted to come over.
Qin Mo took large strides, heading downstairs.
The girl didn't let him go. "What right do you have to cuff me!"
"Scram."
That one word meant that Qin Mo's patience was at its limit.
The girl was aggrieved, still about to cry.
Qin Mo had already slammed the metal door, heading downstairs at an alarming speed.
The special forces soldier had only seen such a boss three years ago when he was on a mission at the border.
He seemed to have forgotten that his hand was wrapped in bandages.
The wheels slid across the tarmac, a terrifying screeching sound.
The special forces soldier pressed his earpiece. "Locate the boss and follow."
What exactly had happened for the usually calm Young Master to even forget to give an order?
The special forces soldier was in charge of sending her away.
The girl didn't just refuse to cooperate, she even questioned if he had to give her an explanation for handcuffing her so casually.
The special forces soldier couldn't handle such a situation, handing it over to Magician.
Magician chuckled, his gaze cold. "Why are you in such a hurry? I'll give you an explanation. When the time comes, I'll call your mom and all your classmates. I'll let them ask you why you helped a murderer escape." Magician chuckled.
"You don't have evidence and yet you say he's a murderer." The girl laughed coldly. "Can you find evidence first?"
Magician arched a brow. "Who do you think you are? Even if I have evidence, I won't show it to you. Saving someone like you is the greatest humiliation in my life. What should I do? Since I'm with Young Master, I have to follow his rules. You should be thankful that we're wearing military uniforms. "
When was that?
A person had brought him back from the border.
They were around the same age but he was dressed in military green, his figure tall and straight. He had only told him one sentence. "You're Chinese, I'll bring you back."
Young Master was the same as before.
Even though he had long put down his gun.
But when he picked it up again, it was because he wanted to protect her.
Magician felt that such a city wasn't suitable for people like them. After all, some people's actions and thoughts were chilling.
The pervert who specialized in psychology had said that too.
"It's all thanks to Young Master. If it was anyone else, they would have changed after being chilled once, twice, or even the third time."
"That's probably bravery."
"No." The pervert laughed. "Other than bravery, I discovered another secret."
"What is it?"
"Young Master said that if he changes, a certain someone won't be able to find him. That person still needs him to take care of her at the right time. If not, she will only play with her little keyboard and lose herself. Hence, before that happens, he will always be like that."
He asked who he was talking about.
The pervert expressed that he didn't know either. These were all things he said when he was doing therapy for Young Master.
From then on, Young Master didn't mention it again.
Sometimes, hard work wasn't scary. What was scary was that the person you saved wasn't worth saving.
But, this was the soldiers of China.
No matter what happened, even if their hearts were chilled, they would always walk at the front and do what needed to be done.
This was their duty and the path they chose.
Some people said that they were glad that they were in China, that they didn't have to worry about any terrorist attacks because there would always be people who would appear to shoulder the burden.
Human nature was really weird.
We directed the most evil towards those who stood up and wanted to fight against injustice.
But, we gave the kindest consideration to evil.
Luckily, there would always be justice in this world.
Because some hot blood was still hidden in the depths of our hearts.
It was an existence that wouldn't be extinguished no matter what happened.
After reading the news, many people were waiting for the moment the criminal was caught.
In front of the court.
It was the third trial of a certain case.
This time, the mother was dressed up well. She even wore her best clothes and her jade bracelet, the bracelet her daughter had bought for her before she died.
She welcomed the day with such an expression.
It wasn't because she wasn't in pain.
Even though she had lost a lot of weight, she didn't give up. She didn't want others to say that she didn't want to let go of the case because she wanted money.
She welcomed the gazes with determination because she wanted to tell everyone that regardless of the outcome, she wouldn't give up.
She would never retreat until justice was served before the corpses had turned cold.
Fan Jia was good at scheming but she would never be able to predict how strong a weak mother would be for her daughter. She would never have expected that other than Qin Mo, there would be someone else who could catch her.
Time trickled by.
Many people had gathered around the murder case.
Passersby would stop to take a look.
The sight of the blood-stained grass was a little scary. Usually, ordinary people would avoid this area.
But there was an unusual one.
A tall and slender figure got out of the car and stood on the spot. There was a skateboard under his feet, and his reflection on the painted road was very long.
When the wind blew, his hair was dyed golden by the dusk. The diamond earring on his left ear flashed with a sharp glint.
The figure watched for a while, trying to determine something.
Then, the skateboard turned around, swung its tail, and skated in another direction.
At this hour, there were many people who wanted to cross the sea.
After all, there was a small island in the middle of the sea on the other side of the pier.
Those who lived on the island had to go back eventually.
Fan Jia walked among them, talking about the murder case with the people beside her. The more heated the discussion, the more attention she could divert.
But when a middle-aged woman said, "I don't know what's wrong with people nowadays, they are different from us in the past. At least we know that there are some things we shouldn't do. Now, we just have to pretend to be wronged after stealing and robbing. Murder is even more despicable. I hope we can catch the culprit as soon as possible."
A vicious glint flashed across Fan Jia's eyes. The boat was about to arrive and she couldn't reveal anything amiss. Once they were on the boat, she would throw anyone who dared to say such things off the boat and drown them in the sea.
After an unknown period of time.
Even a minute was a little slow for Fan Jia, who was waiting to leave.
Even though there wouldn't be any other changes, she wanted to leave as soon as possible just in case.
Finally, she heard the sound of a boat.
It was a rectangular boat, a little different from the usual speedboats used in the Golden Triangle.
The speed of the boat was very fast. Once she boarded the boat, no one would be able to catch up to her.
Fan Jia believed that she would be able to return to the Golden Triangle soon. When she returned, no one would be able to stop her.
The sound of the boat got closer. There were already people boarding the boat. After all, it was such a hot day, no one wanted to stay on the shore for long.
It was Fan Jia's turn. She sheathed her knife and smiled slowly. It was time to celebrate in advance.
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