Scott immediately issued orders, leaning against the car window and saying, “You can’t go in. There’s a gasoline leak in the car. It might explode before the bomb does!”

Dexter knelt in front of Josie, ignoring everything else, and focused solely on checking the timer on the bomb beneath them.

Josie froze, seeing his hands covered in blood from the shattered window glass.

The man appeared completely indifferent, furrowing his brow at the bomb. Several wires of different colors were intertwined. Cutting the right one might prevent the bomb from exploding.

Josie trembled. “Dexter, stop looking. Just leave. It doesn’t matter if I die. You are the backbone of the Russell Group. It can’t afford to lose you!”

Her words were jumbled but surprisingly insightful. She dared not move.

Dexter finally glanced at her with a hint of helplessness. “If I leave, you’ll be entangled with Arnold again.”

Josie was on the verge of tears. “It’s really not my fault. He kidnapped me, and there’s also Mallory. What can I do?”

The police quickly found scissors and handed them over. Dexter swiftly took them. At this point, there were only four minutes left until the bomb exploded.

and ordinary scissors couldn’t cut them. Dexter clenched the

to give it

was stunned but quickly understood what

Scott was already in a panic. “What? Trying will cause it to

speaking, he yelled at his colleagues, “Where

layer of sweat on his forehead, but he remained calm. “There’s no time left. We

one to disarm the device are not bad, so I want to give

a sharp breath, knowing there was

nodded, “I-I guess I can only trust you

I was studying abroad, Old Mr. Russell didn’t give me living expenses

a calming effect. Josie tried to calm down. “What

the years as the entrance fee to the largest local casino. I won a year’s worth of living expenses

that amusing. This

chair with a bomb

was

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