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."

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

embrace, burying his

Percival was

not like we haven't been

from Class Eighteen had been far more

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

enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick wasn't going

And if

Vivienne was truly in danger, his belief wavered with

tightly, their heartbeats

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

eerie ticking broke the

as

the spherical dog toy beneath the desk.

a countdown, rapidly ticking down to single

Vivienne and Percival were caught off guard,

out!" Percival shoved her towards the door and quickly locked the office behind

on the door,

she knew what

shield the blast with his body, buying

the damn door!" Vivienne kicked at the lock with

the TCL lab were made of top-grade materials,

the bomb in the far corner, using his body

buy Vivienne a few precious

a deep breath and kicked at the

Bang!

by a sound akin to a popping balloon. Vivienne's mighty kick had obliterated the sturdy

rolled on the floor from the momentum, charging

"Mr. Wolf!"

his shirt torn at the

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