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Chapter 132 After 8 minutes

During the period, someone came to ask what happened, Meng Donglai responded casually, his hands and feet kept moving.

third, fourth...

To dismantle the sixth bomb, he needed to open the natural gas manhole cover. He didn't have time to find tools, so Meng Donglai inserted his fingers into the hook hole and stepped firmly on his horse.

"what!!"

The iron manhole cover weighing more than 100 kilograms was lifted by Meng Donglai with two fingers and thrown aside.

Lying on the ground, enduring the severe pain in his fingers, Meng Donglai reached down with one hand, and the tip of his finger touched the bomb. In an instant, the bomb in the well disappeared.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Meng Donglai rolled over and lay on the ground panting. This operation was too tiring, and he was finally safe for the time being.

While thinking about it, the brain appeared on the neck.

"Jade document, find the two shooters."

"As ordered."

Meng Donglai had the phone numbers of the two of them, and their location was quickly located, and they were still in front of the pizza shop.

Standing up and running to the trash can, Meng Donglai picked up the abandoned bicycle and rode directly towards the two of them.

Three minutes later, Meng Donglai appeared in front of the pizzeria, sweating profusely.

An Asian young man wearing marathon sportswear rode a bicycle to the pizza shop and immediately attracted the attention of the two Middle Easterners in the car.

"Tamerlan Tsarnaev asked me to tell you that the matter has been exposed, so hurry up and follow me." Meng Donglai walked over, knocked on the car window, and urged anxiously: "Hurry up, the police are here Catch people everywhere."

The name of the planner of the operation prevented the two from immediately suspecting it. The Middle Eastern man in the driver's seat got out of the car and asked, "Who are you? Can't we drive away?"

"This car has been known to the police. It's too big a target to drive away." Meng Donglai explained, and then urged the co-pilot to get out of the car: "Hurry up and follow me. I don't want to be caught by the police."

The young man in front of him had empty hands, short-sleeved shorts and nothing on his body, and his thin body. The two finally chose to trust it.

The Middle Eastern man in the co-pilot got out of the car and walked towards Meng Donglai while taking out his phone and dialing.

At this moment, Meng Donglai moved.

I saw him sideways, shoulders heavy, and quickly rushed into the driver's arms. The driver was completely unprepared, and [-] out of [-] took the enhanced version of "Tie Shan Kao".

Click!

There was a crisp fracture sound, and the driver was thrown into the air, and then slammed into the door of the pickup truck behind him.

With a creaking sound, the car door was hit with a big dent, and the driver was actually stuck in it, and it took several seconds before he slipped and fell to the ground.

In just a few seconds, Meng Donglai used his strength to take a big step to the side, put one hand on the front of the car, his whole body flew up, his legs were divided into scissors, and pinched precisely on the neck of the co-pilot, Then he twisted his waist and abdomen hard, and the co-pilot was twisted and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Meng Donglai's posture changed from lying flat in the air to kneeling on his neck.

The whole battle is complicated to say the least, but from the beginning to the end, it took a total of five or six seconds. After the end, the two Middle Easterners had all fainted to the ground. One had seven or eight broken ribs, blood oozing from the corner of the mouth, and the other suffered a neck injury. The damage was serious, and it was twisted into an angle that ordinary people can't do.

Taking out their mobile phones from their pockets, Meng Donglai immediately started calling the police.

A mobile phone was operated by Meng Donglai, who dialed 911 normally to call the police.One, operated by Jade, dialed the cellphones of Boston police officers to ensure that the message was not interrupted by some "malfeasant" guy.

"I'm Faisal. I'm driving a white van to the Clinton Presidential Library. The car is full of explosives. I plan to detonate it in the library. Come and catch me."

After turning over "self-explosion", Meng Donglai sat down and waited quietly for the time to pass, while Yuji continued to make calls to the top management, one after another.

…6 minutes…7 minutes…

Eight minutes passed, and the tearing sensation did not come.

The breeze blows across the face, and the leaves of the sidewalk trees rustle with the wind.

Customers in the pizzeria pushed open the door and came out.

Jingle Bell!
The wind chime on the door was touched and made a crisp sound.

"Finally there is no need to die again." Meng Donglai let out a deep breath.

After more than a dozen phone calls, Yudo had basically "controlled" the police's actions. Information about the terrorists was passed on continuously.

"Yujian, keep an eye on these guys' every move. As long as they escape, they will report the latest information to the police until everyone is caught."

"Got it, boss."

After finishing speaking, Meng Donglai's cell phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, it was Zhou Danlin calling.

"Where have you been? Did something happen?"

"It's okay. You're at the finish line, right? I'll be right over."

"Okay, we'll wait for you."

During the call, Meng Donglai could also hear Lu Lingzi complaining about Meng Donglai next to him.

Riding bicycles to the finish line, the two women immediately surrounded Meng Donglai when they saw Meng Donglai coming back.

"What are you doing? The organizing committee just came to inform you that your results have been cancelled. What on earth have you done? Is there something important that you can't wait until after the run?" Lu Lingzi's attitude was as if he had taken a drug.

"That's right. After running for more than three hours, we came so close to the finish line. It's such a pity that the results were cancelled." There was no complaint in Zhou Danlin's tone, but she just felt a little regretful.

"My stomach hurts just now, and I am in a hurry to find the toilet."

"Lazy people poop a lot." Lu Lingzi rolled his eyes and pouted.

"Okay, I'll invite you to dinner to celebrate your completion of the game." Meng Donglai patted her on the head.

"I'm full of anger from you." Lu Lingzi opened Meng Donglai's hand.

The two women felt sorry for Meng Donglai because they were emotional. It seems that the three of them are usually very close.

Yuji is currently collecting and sorting out the past information of "Donglai Meng". When the sorting is completed, Meng Donglai can inherit the identity of "Donglai Meng" in this world, and then he will be able to understand the relationship between the three of them.

We found a Chinese restaurant together for dinner, and then took a taxi back to school.

During this period, the news reported that the police prevented a terrorist attack one after another. When interviewed, the high-level police officers said a lot.

But judging from the report from Yudou, these people actually did nothing except being directed by Yudou to arrest terrorists.

It's all about sitting back and enjoying the benefits.

At night, Meng Donglai, who was lying on the bed in the dormitory, began to remember the key points of "Donglai·Meng"'s life.

There is just one disadvantage in wearing it, there is no systematic memory inheritance.

"Donglai·Meng" is a Chinese student studying abroad. He is 23 years old this year. He is a junior student at the University of Massachusetts Dartmouth. .

Good students in China are still very popular among their tutors, "live well, have few things to do, and cheap", so there are already tutors willing to take him, that is to say, "Donglai · Meng" has already guaranteed research.

But Meng Donglai doesn't plan to continue studying. He wants to do an internship.

Because, Jade Document just reported: "Operation Stealing" failed.

(End of this chapter)