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Chapter145
"Let the child go, I'll go in and replace him."
"Children?" Jin Chenyu was silent for a moment before laughing out of breath, "Hahahaha you people... You people are really disgusting and hypocritical, you obviously want to die to save Ji Ning, right? If you open your mouth, you will exchange yourself for a child? Is there anyone more hypocritical than you?"
"It's me who you want to take revenge on, and let go of innocent people."
Yes, Ran Qingzhuang's words completely woke me up. Why didn't Mochi take me away? Why Jin ChenYu would rather sacrifice a subordinate to keep me here? Because his main target was never me.
What he wants to kill and play on live broadcast is Ran Qingzhuang, who is a traitor, an undercover agent, and a policeman. Of course he didn't need to move with all his mightif he moved, he had to find it, and it was unnecessary. With Moshu as a scout, he just needs to hide behind the scenes and wait for Ran Qingzhuang to come to the door obediently to die.
"Hmm!" I couldn't help shaking my head at the camera, trying to get Ran Qingzhuang not to come over, almost ignoring the trigger under the chair.
Moshu came over and held my shoulder, scolding: "You really don't want to live anymore?"
"Don't move!" Ran Qingzhuang talked to me across Jin Chenyu, "Relax, don't move, I'll come right away."
His comfort did not reassure me, but made me even more anxious.
Jin Chenyu's completely pleased Jie Jie laughter rang out in his ears again. I bit the root tightly, because I was too hard, a faint bloody smell filled my mouth, I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, my mood had basically returned to calm.
It can't be messy, it can't be messy, it can't be as he intended.
"Okay, you come in alone, you are not allowed to bring weapons, and your hands are handcuffed." As the mouse clicked again, only Jin Chenyu's voice was left in the live broadcast room again, "Matsu, go to the door, beware of snipers. "
"Yes." Moshu took out a gun from behind his waist, walked to the door, and unscrewed the lock. After two minutes, Ran Qingzhuang came to the door. He carefully opened the door and hid behind the door, not probing.
Ran Qingzhuang put his hands behind his back, raised his legs and stepped into the room. Perhaps guessing that Jin Chenyu planned to humiliate the police, he took off his jacket and wore only a shirt on his upper body, minimizing the sign of "police officer" on his body.
Moshu pointed a gun at him, and greeted Hao Hao on the sofa at the same time: "Child... Yes, it's you, get out! If you don't get out, be careful to beat you!"
Hao Hao was so frightened that he choked, climbed off the sofa tremblingly, hugged the half-eaten big apple, opened his legs and flew out the door as if flying past Ran Qingzhuang.
After a while, Grandma Hao Hao shouted happily from outside.
"Hao Hao..."
Due to this sudden shout, Moshu's attention was briefly removed from Ran Qingzhuang for a moment. And at this moment, Ran Qingzhuang took the opportunity to exert strength, clamped Moshu's hand holding the gun with his knees, twisted it hard, and Moshu's forearm drooped down like no bones.
He screamed out, and Ran Qingzhuang pushed his knee on his stomach again. This knee hit was heavy and accurate, and he couldn't even scream for a while, so he could only put one hand down to cover his upper abdomen, showing pain on his face. Ran Qingzhuang chased after the victory, kicked him over and kicked him hard at the side of his neck.
At the moment of life and death, Moshu rolled to the side and narrowly escaped. Embarrassed, he got up and opened the distance from Ran Qingzhuang. In the process, his earphones fell to the ground.
He had the upper hand not long ago, and now he has not only broken his arm, but also lost his weapon. Such a failure is obviously unacceptable to him.
"Ahhhh!!" His eyes were red with anger, and he rushed towards Ran Qingzhuang irrationally.
"It's really an uncontrollable waste." In the earphone, Jin Chenyu's tone was cold, "But forget it, this is a waste chess piece anyway."
When his voice fell, Ran Qingzhuang shouted: "Shoot!"
A bullet entered through the window, with the sound of glass shattering, the curtain was torn open, and it shot into Moshu's left shoulder. He fell to the side due to the impact, and he couldn't get up for a long time. His left shoulder was quickly stained with blood, and he fainted in a short while.
It turned out that Ran Qingzhuang angered him and led him to the window, just to facilitate snipers to shoot.
Just as my heart fell back into my chest, Jin Chenyu on the other end of the earphone started acting like a demon again.
"It takes a good show. Teacher Ji, I'm not ungrateful. You saved my brother and stepmother. In return, I'll give you a hint."
"You can see that there are six leads on the bomb, red, yellow and blue, three in one, two in total, one for the timer, and one for the trigger under your chair. Just cut the two detonator lines correctly, The bomb will not detonate, and the two detonation pipes are of different colors. Well, here is the prompt, and may the god of luck bless you."
After that, the number that had been stopped for a long time at "02:00" began to count down and became "01:59".
Chapter 71 Musicians' Hearing
Ran Qingzhuang fumbled for the handcuff key from his back pocket with his fingertips. After quickly undoing it, he quickly walked to the camera, unplugged the power supply, and turned around to come to me.
"Unfortunately, the live broadcast was forced to be interrupted." Jin Chenyu seemed to have expected it, and said in a relaxed tone, "Then for the next minute and a half, let's have a quiz? Let's see whether the bomb explodes or not?"
Ran Qingzhuang squatted in front of me and observed the detonating device in front of me. When he saw that the time on the timer was running out, his expression that had always been calm also became a little anxious.
"What about the detonator?" He wore a transparent earphone in his right ear, and the slender air duct extended down the back of his neck into his clothes, which should be used for intercom to communicate with colleagues outside.
"Hmm!" I motioned to Ran Qingzhuang to remove the tape from my mouth.
"This kind of bomb is very stable, don't be afraid, it will be fine..." He raised his hand and tore off the tape for me.
In fact, at such a critical moment, with the soaring of adrenaline, people feel no panic. So I still have the energy to calmly persuade him to leave me alone.
"It's too late, you have to cut two lines before the bomb stops. You can't win the bet, let's go!"