Chapter 63: Trying to Scare Your Dad?
“You should know you can’t escape.”
Xiao Yu put away his mocking smile, “Surrender, at least you’ll live a few more days.”
“Do you dare move against me?”
Owen sneered, “If you do, not only will I die, but so will they!”
“They?”
The child and the woman in Owen’s arms!
“A bomb?”
Xiao Yu stared at the flashing red light on the child’s neck.
Is the small box in your hand the detonator?
“Hmph.” Owen sneered.
Neither spoke again, silently staring at each other.
A thought popped into Xiao Yu’s mind: Maybe I should just run for it. With bombs involved, running seems less risky than staying in this case!
“Scared?” Owen taunted coldly.
Scared?
Xiao Yu blinked.
He did feel a bit of fear, like being controlled by an overbearing neighbor lady.
After a while, Owen spoke, “Either you kill me now, or prepare a boat to take me to international waters!”
International waters?
Xiao Yu squinted, “That will take time… You still haven’t answered my question.”
“Not a soldier, not a mercenary, and definitely not a terrorist.”
Owen gave a strange smile, “Guess what I used to do?”
Non-violent non-cooperation?
Xiao Yu was getting angry, “Not afraid of snipers? Do you think you can detonate the bomb in time?”
“Why couldn’t I?”
Owen sneered, raising the small box in his hand and shaking it in front of Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu’s pupils contracted rapidly.
There was a small button on the box, already pressed down by Owen.
“As long as my finger lifts, the button pops out.”
Owen sneered, “Boom, everyone’s done!”
So that’s it… Xiao Yu squinted his eyes.
With this, he wasn’t afraid of being sniped. Even in death, he could still release his grip, and it could still be a threat?
It’s like a sow wearing a bra, one trick after another!
“Xiao Yu, come back, it’s too dangerous.”
Wang Dong’s voice came through the hidden earpiece.
Xiao Yu smirked.
Old foxes may be despicable, but as allies, they often provide a sense of security.
Wang Dong is a good guy!
But, it’s time to move.
Xiao Yu stepped forward… towards Owen!
Owen: ???
Wang Dong outside the service area: ???
The two snipers watching the scene: ???
Xiao Yu went mad?
No!
Ten meters is neither long nor short.
Owen’s expression changed drastically as he snapped back to reality.
But Xiao Yu was already standing in front of him.
Seeing the change in Owen’s face and the panic in his eyes.
The heart that had been suspended in Xiao Yu’s chest settled back down.
Indeed, only the cunning truly understand the cunning!
Xiao Yu extended his hands, quick as lightning, grabbing Owen’s wrists.
A lift and a twist.
Crack! Crack!
Owen’s wrists went limp.
Not broken.
But dislocated.
Joint technique!
“Ah!”
A scream tore from Owen’s mouth.
He could no longer hold the child, who fell but was caught by Xiao Yu.
One arm holding the child, the other examining the… detonator?
A fake detonator!
Xiao Yu’s leg swung like a battle axe.
Bang!
Owen, struck on the head by a whip kick, fell like a wooden post.
Everyone was stunned.
But… the bomb didn’t go off!
Why?
The device on the child’s clothing was a fake bomb!
Lifting the crying child’s shirt, a device wrapped in tape, resembling a bomb, blinked like a red eye.
It looked more real than a real bomb!
Removing the fake bomb from the child.
Handing the child to the tearfully grateful woman.
Xiao Yu walked to the gradually conscious Owen.
Bang! Crack!
Xiao Yu’s foot pressed on Owen’s chest.
Breaking a few ribs or so, and forcing Owen back down to the ground.
“Why, how could you know it’s fake?”
Owen, howling in pain, glared at Xiao Yu, full of discontent.
“Is a bomb easy to make?”
Xiao Yu looked down at Owen, sneering, “Mixing explosives, ignition devices, detonation switches… I don’t know how to make one, but I know it’s impossible to make a bomb in such a short time, let alone an anti-detonation device.”
“The funniest part is, you deliberately let us see the bomb, even put a blinking light on it. Who makes a bomb with a blinking light, for decoration, or to add some flair, is this a movie?”
Looking at the pale, desperate Owen, Xiao Yu’s face showed mockery, silently adding: My King Butterfly’s Nose didn’t smell any gunpowder, sulfur, glycerin… or any other relevant odors!
Trying to scare your dad?
[Ding, congratulations to the host for solving the corpse theft case. Reward…]