Bomb Disposal Elite

"I won't get Parkinson's just because of this..." Sean joked to himself, "Oh, my dear Haven, wait until I go out and hug you with trembling hands!"

Sean intentionally imitated Aunt Macy's tone of voice, and after he finished speaking, he felt sick and wanted to vomit.

"Well, Hawkins...if I can go out and see you again...I will stay by your side until the end of the world."

After saying this, Sean let out a breath, curled up and turned to the other side, and continued to start his grand project of rotating the nail.

To be honest, now he wonders if the index finger and thumb of his right hand are about to become disabled. He wonders if he should be grateful to the person who nailed the nail for not nailing it to death. Maybe the other party never dreamed that Sean planned to use his Turn all the sixteen nails in with your fingers.

In fact, after Sean loosened the eight nails, he really lost the patience to turn the nails, and started to push the iron cover instead.

The ping-pong sound made him dizzy, but he could feel that the iron cover was indeed loose, and after dozens of impacts, he could vaguely see the gap.

"Okay, okay, it looks like I need to keep working hard." Sean's right hand fingers hurt bitingly, or the bones have been hurt, "We can't always rely on our golden right hand, you know, even if it's a handjob Sometimes, the left hand can also make us very happy!"

With the strength of his left hand, or the impact just now, Sean loosened the nails, and Sean unscrewed two more nails.

He didn't know how long it took for these tasks alone.

Then he stuffed the cloth strips into his ears, he didn't want to be deaf before he knocked open the iron coffin.

After everything was ready, he started to put on the coffin lid again.

After dozens of times, there was a "squeak", and one side of the coffin lid was knocked open. This moment made him extremely happy, and he knew that he was not far from fully opening it!

Encouraged physically and mentally, Sean kicked upwards even more vigorously, and the iron coffin shook. Sean opened his eyes wide and looked at the iron plate above his head being pushed up by his own legs. After two seconds, he burst out laughing.

"Thanks god! Thanks god!"

Sean swayed and climbed out, his whole head was dizzy.After standing still, Sean began to look around.

This is a warehouse, with a distance of nearly five meters from the ground to the top of the warehouse.The entire warehouse has only one ventilation fan and one rolling door.

The ventilation fan is too small, even if the fan blades are removed, it is impossible for Sean to pass through.

The only thing left was the rolling door. Sean walked over and heaved a long sigh when he saw the thing between the rolling door and the ground.

It was a bomb, standard Montero style.

He imagined that when someone came to his rescue, especially when Hawkins came to his rescue, once the door was pulled up, the effect must be spectacular.

There was a small hole in the iron door, where the thread went out, otherwise Sean couldn't imagine how Montero placed the bomb on the inside of the door without locking himself in it.

The setting of this bomb makes it impossible for people outside the door to enter the warehouse to detect the bomb even if they find a wire and cannot disassemble it.

Rather than calling Montero an expert on bombs, Sean praised him as an expert on traps.

Sean took a breath and groped his body. He was really unlucky to get involved in the battle between Montero and Hawkins. At the same time, he had to say that his luck was actually not bad, at least he was tied around his waist The key chain on it is still there, and there is also a small folding knife on the key chain.

He used a key instead of a screwdriver to open the shell of the bomb, and he had to breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the circuit of the bomb was not complicated, and its main function should be to let the people who came to rescue him enjoy Montero's big surprise.

Sean lay on the ground, looked in through the small crack on the iron door, made sure that the outside of this bomb was not directly connected to another bomb, and then began to cut the line with a knife.

When he took down the bomb completely, a burst of joy passed from the bottom of his heart.

"Look, who said that only Hawkins knows how to dismantle bombs?"

But the feeling of joy passed quickly, because the lock of this rolling door was on the outside, and this kind of iron door could not be opened by hitting or twisting a screw by oneself.

Sean sat down slowly against the iron gate, looked at the empty warehouse, and hugged his head.

At least he has changed from a narrow place to a space where he can stretch his body freely, and the "dormitory" has been upgraded.

"Hawkins... Come on quickly..." For the first time, Sean began to look forward to that guy calmly.

He looked at his fingers and wondered if he'd die from the infection before Hawkins arrived.

"I'm so hungry...I'm starving to death...I want to eat cheese!"

At this time, Hawkins was walking in the villa with the blueprint in hand, came to the power distribution room, and saw the wire connected in.

He reached out and cut it decisively, removing the detonator from inside.

The time on the master bedroom bomb on the second floor stayed at two minutes and 20 seconds.

Hawkins went upstairs and sat next to the bomb. Sure enough, his phone rang within a minute.

"You're still alive." Montero's voice was somewhat teasing.

"where is he."

"I'll send the address to your phone. Good luck."

Romon, who was holding the mobile phone, turned his face sideways, looked at Eric who was tidying up the room, and said, "Are you really planning to put down the Kooler family property and follow me?"

"Yes, I have already transferred part of the funds to the Swiss bank, which is enough for our lifetime expenses." Eric sat beside him, kissed his face, and then took out the two passports, "Even New identities have also been forged, including social security numbers, birth certificates, etc."

A smile appeared on Romon's pale face, "You always think very carefully when you do things, unlike me."

"Romon, tell me why you are so obsessed with Hawkins? Just because he can dismantle your bomb?"

"Because he has always aimed to find me, kill me, and destroy me. Every bomb I make affects his direction. I am in Afghanistan, he will follow Afghanistan, I went to Baghdad, He was transferred there. It was as if he was under my control, and that feeling was great, as if you were his god." Romon looked at Eric with a kind of crazy bewitchment in his eyes, "But All of a sudden, everything went off the rails. He no longer directed me, he gave all his energy to others, and no matter how delicate bombs I made, he didn't know how to taste them anymore, so my life How boring will it be?"

"You mean he's in love with Sean?"

"So I want to destroy his love, so that he will chase after me in the future." Romon raised his face, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth.

Eric leaned on his shoulder helplessly: "You are so cruel. For me, you also determine the direction of everything, don't you? Why give your energy to others?"

"Honey, don't worry... I am very kind to Hawkins, and I will let him end everything the moment he opens the iron gate."

"You mean the bomb installed inside the iron door, oh...unless Sean can climb out of the iron box, even if he does, he may not know how to dismantle the bomb." Eric laughed, he I feel that this time it seems that I can really completely possess the man next to me.

Hawkins got in the car and drove to the address in the phone information.It was a warehouse in the suburbs of Washington, and it was said that the goods of several trading companies were stored there.

Coming to the entrance of the warehouse, he received a call from Johnny.

"Hey, didn't you ask me to find out who the owner of that villa is? You would never have guessed that it was Montero James! My God, that terrorist on the Homeland Security Bureau list! Didn't you already know?"

"Continue to check. Since he is the owner, he will definitely register other information, and find out all his social security number, real estate under his name, etc.!" After Hawkins finished speaking, he walked into the warehouse.

There are nearly 200 warehouses here, but that guy Montero didn't tell him what warehouse number it was at all.

"Sean! Sean!" Hodgins checked row after row of warehouses, shouting Sean's name loudly.

When he reached the depths of the warehouse, Sean, who was leaning against the door, finally heard Hawkins' cry, and slapped on the rolling door ecstatically: "I'm here—Haven! I'm here!"

Hearing the voice, Hawkins looked around, his eyes shuttling between the rows of warehouses, as if standing in the middle of the world looking for hope in the wild.

Finally, he saw a rolling door that was shaking and ran over quickly.When he saw the thing outside the rolling door, he couldn't help being stunned, "Don't knock on the door again! Sean!"

Sean was overjoyed when he heard his voice, "Haven! Are you outside?"

"I'm here." Hawkins put his palm on the door, as if he wanted to touch Sean at the other end through the rolling door.

"Do you have a way to open this door? Like a key or something?" Sean asked, he really wanted the door to be opened right away.

"No, the warehouses here use automatic door locks. There's a bomb on the door lock."

Hearing the news of the bomb, Sean was very calm for some reason.This is the purpose of Montero, so that Hawkins finally dismantled the bomb outside the warehouse and detonated the bomb in the warehouse at the moment of opening the door.

"Can you take him apart?" Sean yelled.

"How can I hug you without taking it apart?"

Although he couldn't see each other's expressions, Sean felt a smile on Hawkins' lips, because he was sure that he would be able to open the door.

"I miss you." Sean pressed his forehead against the door and took a breath.He thought that his voice was so low that the other party couldn't hear him, but he didn't expect Hawkins to respond to him.

"I miss you too. This incident proves... no matter where you are, you should never leave my sight."