Rogue Aventure

Chang Rong looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man came to his senses and thought about it for so many years. He has personally performed hundreds of bomb disposal missions without a single miss. He has received numerous awards for his meritorious service and trained batch after batch of bomb disposal talents. Father, at this time, there is absolutely no way to back down.This is not a matter of face or shame, but about honor, not only his own honor, but also the honor of the entire Xinjiang police force.

Thinking of this middle-aged man gritted his teeth: "Are there any tools in the car?"

"Yes, yes!" Dachang nodded sharply, and glanced back, "Brother-in-law, quickly find the tools!"

"Oh... oh oh... good!" The young man's brain was still a little short-circuited. Hearing Dachang's words, he hurriedly bent over and stood up. middle-aged people.

Chang Rong hurriedly took it, put it on his lap and opened the tin box without hesitation: "What do you want?"

The middle-aged man looked at the dashboard: "Screwdriver!"

Chang Rong took five or six screwdrivers of different sizes in his hands: "What size are they?"

The middle-aged man didn't speak, and carefully picked up the bomb and put it in Dachang's arms, which made Dachang tremble with fright, and his face instantly turned pale without a trace of blood.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, it won't affect your driving, and bombs don't explode that easily!"

Dachang stammered: "But...but they...they said the bomb has a locator installed and can be detonated remotely!"

"I know!" The middle-aged man turned around and picked up a screwdriver, and said softly while dismantling the instrument panel, "The locator can only locate your location, and whether the car is driving, as long as you don't stop, they don't know I'm defusing the bomb." After speaking, he grasped the gap of the instrument panel with both hands and exerted force, only to hear a click, and the plastic shell of the entire instrument panel was broken off by him.

The middle-aged man turned around and threw the plastic shell of the dashboard behind: "Take it!"

The young man hurriedly caught it, and the middle-aged man quickly removed the meter, carefully pulled out the messy wires, and was dumbfounded again.So many lines have all been cut and reconnected. Although it looks messy, it is very regular like a spider.In particular, the seven copper wires on the bomb are all cross-connected and then connected to the instrument wires, some are connected by a single wire, and some are connected by more than a dozen wires.

The middle-aged man looked at the wiring connectors one by one, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.He knew that in such a coiling method, one is connected to another, no matter how many, dozens or hundreds, there is actually only one main thread.Just find the main wire, find the wire connected to the wireless receiver and cut it off together, but it's not that easy.The wire that connects to the wireless receiver is easy to say, it must be one of the seven copper wires.But the main line is not necessarily, because the seven copper wires are cross-connected, maybe the live wire, maybe the neutral wire, maybe it has nothing to do with these seven copper wires, but a certain one on the car dashboard.

Sweat dripped down the face of the middle-aged man, time passed bit by bit, the sky outside was already bright, and the number of cars on the road gradually increased.No one knew what happened, how could there be such a police car, all of them stopped on the side of the road to avoid it.

Chang Rong was a little anxious, because there were more and more cars on the road. Once the bomb exploded, not only would they be blown to ashes, but innocent people would definitely be hurt.