This bomb was nothing like the cutting-edge devices they'd encountered before.

This time, it was more intricate, more cunning, with an arrangement that was both deceptive and, upon closer inspection, almost childish.

Yes, that was the word-childish.

Atop the delicate balance lay a common spherical dog toy, the kind that shouldn't be nudged in the slightest. A mere touch could set the whole thing off.

But who the heck puts a dog toy on a bomb? Especially one that squeaks.

"Vivienne, what's the situation in there?" Percival could only peer through the crack in the door, unable to see the full picture.

Vivienne held a pair of scissors in her hands, the familiar sight of the wiring giving her a sense of déjà vu.

Percival, getting no response, called out again, "Vivienne?"

Vivienne shook the scissors, "All good."

She got down on her knees, scanning the rainbow of wires before snipping one decisively.

Tick!

The toy fell off the balance, rolling across the floor and ending up under the desk with a soft thunk.

"Come on in," Vivienne said, placing the scissors on the table.

The bomb wasn't inherently difficult; it just appeared dazzlingly complex. In reality, it was still the red wire.

Percival entered, realizing he was sweating bullets. He had defused a thirty-second countdown bomb in his heyday without breaking a sweat, but this had unnerved him.

It wasn't until he heard Vivienne's voice that he understood just how frightened he'd been.

"It's not a new type of bomb, just an ordinary one with a fancy setup. Looks tough, but it's just a smoke and mirrors act."

smile at Percival, noticing the seriousness in his eyes and subconsciously suppressing a smirk. She looped her arms around Percival's neck, her alluring gaze warming him like the first ray of sun on a winter's day, "Mr. Wolf, what's

into an embrace, burying his face in her

Percival was

not like we haven't

the students from Class Eighteen had been far

chill flashed in

fault." Vivienne gently patted his back, "This is the enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and

on earth. And if anyone wanted to take her life, they'd have

his belief wavered with fear. This fear was instinctual,

held each other tightly,

Tick-tock... tick-tock...

broke the silence in

narrowed as she located

crouched down, eyeing the spherical dog toy beneath the desk. It

the supposedly defunct bomb activated a countdown, rapidly ticking down

Vivienne and Percival were caught off guard, with no time to

the door and quickly locked

door,

she knew what

blast with his body, buying her time

kicked at the lock

of the TCL lab were made of top-grade materials, impervious to brute

the far corner, using his body as

buy Vivienne

and kicked at the

Bang!

sound akin

floor from the momentum, charging through the

"Mr. Wolf!"

torn at the chest,

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