Walking Through Fire for You/ Bright Eyes in the Dark

Chapter 40

When Lin Luxiao arrived, the bomb disposal site had been cordoned off, and several fire trucks were parked at the intersection.

As soon as he jumped out of the car, Yang Zhengang stood outside the line, looked at him anxiously, and walked towards him, "Did Meng Chu call you here too?"

Lin Luxiao hummed, opened the security tape and walked inside, "Has the bomb disposal unit arrived?"

Nan Chu's home is close to here. It only took him less than ten minutes to drive here after receiving the call. The bomb disposal unit was sent from the border defense. The road was already blocked, so it didn't go that fast. Yang Zhengang shook his head: "These violent terrorists are so fucking thieves. They chose such a place. The fire truck was almost left outside and couldn't get in."

Lin Luxiao glanced around.

The location where the three bombs were bundled was under the triangular overpass bridge, one meter apart. There was a circle of people outside the cordon. Lin Luxiao raised his chin and asked, "What are these people doing?"

Yang Zhengang looked over and said, "Let's watch the excitement."

As long as the fire does not burn oneself, the people watching the excitement will never retreat. They even hope that the fire will burn bigger and bigger, lest the world will not be chaotic.

Meng Guohong, who was talking to the bomb disposal expert from the police, spotted Lin Luxiao, called him over, and introduced each other's identities, "It has just been determined that the three are homemade bombs."

Lin Luxiao loved to study this field when he was a child, and he also knew about it. In layman's terms, homemade bombs are roadside bombs. They are not very well-made, but they are really powerful. I remember that during World War II, the Eighth Route Army made homemade bombs. Can destroy a US military armored vehicle.

The power of these three simple bombs cannot be determined based on their appearance. The estimated attack range is already within five meters.

"Has the personnel been cleared?"

"It's still being cleaned. There are still a few cars over there whose owners have not been found."

Lin Luxiao sneered, "Don't worry about the car, find someone, find it before the bomb disposal unit comes."

There are usually many homeless people sleeping under this overpass. Most of them are born with disabilities and weak consciousness. If it is not cleaned up, the consequences will be disastrous.

Shao Yijiu: "With such a big movement, it stands to reason that everyone should be withdrawn."

"It's hard to guarantee that some people are blind."

It's not like I haven't encountered this before. Shao Yijiu said nothing and accelerated the cleaning speed.

The roads on both sides have been closed, and cars from outside can't get in. As time goes by, it gradually becomes a commotion. Several TV reporters stopped outside the door and wanted to come in for interviews, but Meng Guohong kicked them out.

Lin Luxiao was standing at the edge of the cordon. A female reporter saw him coming from the commander's side and rushed over to get close to him: "Handsome guy, what's going on inside?"

Lin Luxiao glanced at her, covered the lens with his hand, and said impatiently: "Stop filming, go to the side, I have no time to care about you now."

After speaking, he glanced at Yang Zhengang, and the latter took the girl out.

When the girl saw that she was so tall and handsome, she refused to accept hard words and her tone became tough: "I am a reporter from XX TV station! We have the right to know the truth! You have been here for so long, why don't you take some measures?!"