The bomb disposal was successful, and the crisis was averted. The SWAT team leader glanced at Xu Mo in the distance. This young man was quite interesting...
First, he identified the locations of all the timed bombs by listening to the sounds, helping them find all the bombs in the shortest time possible.
Then, he pointed out the method for disarming the bomb. According to Xu Mo, they should cut both the blue and yellow wires simultaneously. And sure enough, the bomb didn't explode. This guy really knew his stuff!
At the same time, Han Fei, rarely raising his voice, shouted at Xu Mo.
"What were you running over there for? Didn't you know it was dangerous? What if something had happened to you? You were just causing trouble for everyone!"
This time, Xu Mo was too reckless. They were in the middle of disarming the bomb, and he suddenly ran over. How dangerous was that? If something had gone wrong, who would be responsible?
This was Xu Mo, after all. If it had been any other officer, Han Fei might have already started disciplining them.
Seeing this situation, the SWAT team leader quickly walked over to Han Fei with the already disarmed timed bomb in hand.
Before he even arrived, he began to explain on Xu Mo's behalf.
"Captain Han, calm down. You've misunderstood Xu Mo. He wasn't causing trouble; in fact, I wouldn't have been able to disarm this bomb without him."
Hearing this, Han Fei looked puzzled. "Huh? Without him, you couldn't disarm the bomb? What do you mean by that?"
"What I mean is, the method for disarming the bomb was what Xu Mo told me just now. If it weren't for Xu Mo, this timed bomb would have already exploded. He wasn't causing trouble for me; on the contrary, he helped me out a great deal."
This wasn't just empty praise. If it weren't for Xu Mo, the bomb would have definitely exploded. The SWAT team leader had studied the bomb for a while but couldn't figure out how to disarm it.
Even if he had managed to throw the bomb away before it exploded, the shockwave from the explosion would have injured him. While it might not have been fatal, the impact would have been enough to put him in the hospital for a month or so.
The method for disarming the bomb was taught by Xu Mo!?
Han Fei was dumbfounded.
He found himself increasingly unable to understand Xu Mo.
Just how many things could Xu Mo do? It felt like there was nothing he couldn't do.
Being able to accurately locate the timed bombs by ear was one thing; this could just be attributed to Xu Mo having exceptionally good hearing, a natural advantage.
But directing the disarming of a bomb? And directing the SWAT team leader, of all people! The SWAT team leader was the expert here! If Xu Mo could direct a professional like him, that must mean... Xu Mo was even more professional than the SWAT team leader?
Han Fei looked at Xu Mo beside him, then at the SWAT team leader holding the bomb.
"Xu Mo, well done..."
Xu Mo: "......"
One second you're accusing me of causing trouble, and the next you're praising me. Your mood swings are way too fast!
If the SWAT team leader knew that Xu Mo's combat skills and marksmanship were also outstanding, ranking among the top in the force, he might have immediately tried to recruit Xu Mo for his team.
The SWAT team leader smiled, shaking the disarmed bomb in his hand.
"I'll take care of this bomb. The rest is up to you."
"Oh, and..." He looked at Xu Mo again. "Thank you."
With that, he left, rejoining his team.
At that moment, the other SWAT officers had just secured the bombs in the armored containment vessel on their vehicle and were returning to check on their captain.
As they met, the officers saw the bomb in their captain's hand, now with the countdown stopped, realizing that he had successfully disarmed it.
"I told you our captain is blessed by fortune. He managed to disarm the bomb."
"Amazing, captain! You disarmed it in just three minutes!"
"You're the best, captain! You're my hero!"
"Alright, alright, stop flattering me. Although it's disarmed, it wasn't me who did it. This bomb almost went off. It's thanks to Xu Mo... If he hadn't told me the method to disarm it at the last moment, the bomb would have already exploded."
"Xu Mo? The guy who located the bombs by ear?"
"Yes, that's him. This young man is quite interesting. He's quite a talent." The captain smiled and continued, "That's taken care of. The rest is none of our business. How about you? Are the bombs secured?"
"Don't worry, captain. The bombs are safely in the containment vessel."
The containment vessel was a thick metal container made of high-strength, impact-resistant special steel. It could withstand the energy produced by a certain amount of TNT explosion and contain the fragments generated by the explosion, preventing the shockwave and debris from spreading and injuring people. Putting the timed bombs inside meant that even if they exploded, they wouldn't cause any harm.
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On the other side.
With the threat of the timed bombs hurting people resolved, the officers began investigating the origin of these bombs.
There were many surveillance cameras at the bus terminal, and with the help of the staff there, the officers started reviewing the footage.
In the surveillance video, they saw the following scene.
Last night, a man carrying a backpack and dressed strangely climbed over the wall into the bus terminal. He stayed there for a long time, and the surveillance cameras captured him crawling under multiple bus chassis.
Combined with the fact that all the bombs were found under the bus chassis, it wasn't hard to deduce that he was the one who planted the bombs.
"This guy was acting suspiciously. It's almost certain that he planted the bombs. The backpack he was carrying likely contained the timed bombs," Li Chen pointed at the monitor.
Others agreed; his actions were just too obvious. He didn't even try to avoid the cameras, doing everything in plain sight.
It's worth mentioning that after planting all the timed bombs under the bus chassis, this man even posed with a peace sign towards the camera.
He even dared to pose with a peace sign! This was practically begging the officers to catch him!
"That's the guy. Run a facial recognition search and find him. I want to see him within an hour!" Han Fei was furious.
In all his years of service, he had never encountered such a brazen criminal.
Planting bombs on buses was one thing, but openly taunting the officers with the surveillance camera?
Did he really think the police were just there for show?
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
