The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 433

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."

flashed a nonchalant smile at Percival, noticing the seriousness in his eyes and subconsciously suppressing a smirk. She looped her arms around

her into an embrace, burying his face

Percival

not like we haven't been through

kidnapped the students from Class Eighteen

chill flashed in Percival's eyes, "I'm

is the enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick

was the most intelligent woman on earth. And if anyone wanted to

his belief wavered with fear. This fear was instinctual, an innate dread of losing

other tightly, their heartbeats

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

the silence in the

as she

toy beneath the desk. It was now pressing

a countdown, rapidly ticking down to

and Percival were caught off

Percival shoved her towards the door

door, "Percival, open

that instant, she knew

shield the blast with his body, buying her time

Vivienne kicked

the door and lock of the TCL lab were made of top-grade materials, impervious

the bomb in the far corner, using his body as

was to buy Vivienne a few

breath and kicked at

Bang!

sound akin to a popping balloon.

on the floor from the momentum, charging through

"Mr. Wolf!"

torn at the chest, his hair sticking up in wild

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