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Chapter 294

Chapter 294

You Hit My Heart

Just when Luther was at his wits’ end.

Joyce suddenly spoke up, her voice sounding extraordinarily clear and

pleasant in the silent mountain forest.

"Do you have scissors?" Compared to him, she looked much calmer.

"Yes." Luther hurriedly took out a multifunctional Swiss Army knife from

his bag, with which they could have various knives, screwdrivers,

tweezers, and scissors.

“I need your help. I'll shine the flashlight, and you do what I tell you."

Joyce took the flashlight from him, took a deep breath, and instructed.

“You know how to remove a bomb?" Luther was shocked again, how

much more could Joyce do that he didn't know about? It was so

surprising.

"People who like to play with firearms are mostly good at getting rid of a

bomb. Nothing strange.” Joyce tried to stay calm. In fact, she wasn’t so

sure about that, but by no means should they just sit and wait for their

death, "but this ultra-thin type time bomb looks quite sophisticated. I

have never seen one myself, and it is not like the domestic."

"Can't the belt be unbuckled?" Luther asked anxiously.

"If I remember correctly, I heard that there is a kind of time bomb that is

strapped to the body, and once activated, would be dependent on

temperature control. As long as the belt is untied and body temperature

is not sensed, the bomb will explode instantly. So you should never cut

the belt. See here? First cut here, inside is the wiring." Joyce shined a

flashlight at her waist and pointed to a protrusion, "Only cut the canvas,

never cut to the line inside.”

"Good."

Luther carefully along the edges. He cut the canvas carefully, even if

his hands were now full of sweat. He tried to keep it cool, cut carefully

little by little, and finally exposed the complex wiring inside.

The intricate wiring, and the integrated circuits, were completely

beyond his understanding.

Time ticked away second by second.

Joyce shone a flashlight, looked closely at the wiring, and said, "First

cut this golden wire."

Luther did as she said, his hands could not help but shake, and his

forehead could not stop the dripping beads of sweat.

Joyce gently held his hand, stopping his trembling and passing on her

warmth, like she was comforting him.

Luther calmed down a lot.

A cut went down and nothing happened.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately after, Joyce plucked the golden wire to reveal the second

layer of wiring, and after a closer look, added, "Remove this piece of

IC."

Luther did as he was told, and with a gentle pry of the driver, the IC

module was easily removed.

"Now this whole board can be removed. Don't worry, every step I'm

talking about now is safe and will never trigger the bomb." Joyce simply

took matters into her own hands and removed the entire wire board.

At this point, the third level of the line was fully exposed.

“This is the last layer." Joyce narrowed her eyes, and her heart hung in

the air with a vague sense of bad foreboding. The situation inside was

more complicated than she had imagined.

"What's next, what's to be done?" Luther looked nervously into Joyce's

bright eyes.

“Finally, you need to strip this white coil. You first gently scratch it with a

knife and then peel off the outer rubber coating. Look inside, are there

three wires, one blue, one red, and one all copper bare wire?"

The display was still counting down brutally, and they now had less

than ten minutes left.

Luther wiped away the sweat on his forehead. In fact, his entire back

was soaked with sweat. His Swiss Army knife was sharp, so he gently

slashed the coil, carefully peeled off the coating, and saw what Joyce

said.

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