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."

arms around Percival's neck, her

embrace, burying his face in her neck,

Percival was

like we haven't

time Felix kidnapped the students from Class Eighteen had

chill flashed in

not your fault." Vivienne gently patted his back, "This is the enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick wasn't going to take

intelligent woman on earth. And if anyone wanted to take

with fear. This fear was

held each other tightly, their

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

the

eyes narrowed as she

toy beneath the desk. It was now pressing on

the supposedly defunct bomb activated a countdown, rapidly ticking down

and Percival were caught off

her towards the door and quickly

pounded on the door, "Percival, open up, OPEN

instant, she knew what he intended to

to shield the blast with

kicked at the lock with all

the TCL lab were made of top-grade

bomb in the far corner, using

was to buy

breath and kicked

Bang!

smoke enveloped the office, followed by a sound akin to a popping balloon.

the floor from the momentum, charging through the haze towards

"Mr. Wolf!"

face was smeared with dust, his shirt torn at the chest, his hair sticking up in wild

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