About 10 minutes after Zhan Feng's call was made, bomb disposal experts arrived at the scene fully armed.They were arranged outside the isolation zone. Even at such a distance, Shen Yan could sense the tense atmosphere around Zhan Feng's vehicle.

Under the black plastic bag of the trash can was a square black box. Shen Yan took a few glances but couldn't see anything about it, but Zhan Feng understood it at a glance: "It's a remote sensing controller, you can Receive the signal by radio, program the explosion and switch of the bomb, high technology."

Shen Yan was silent for a moment, then asked: "Who wants to kill you?"

Zhan Feng's eyes were dark, but his tone was still sloppy: "I don't know, you might as well ask me whether it's a vendetta or a love killing."

You are unreliable in speaking.

Shen Yan frowned, and before he could speak, he saw the leader of the blasting team running over, wiping his sweat, and looked at Zhan Feng out of breath: "You boy, who did you mess with? I know he buried someone in your car." what?"

Zhan Feng twitched the corner of his mouth: "If I knew everything, I wouldn't have robbed all of your jobs."

"Fuck you, here's a cigarette." The leader of the blasting team, surnamed Feng, has a good personal relationship with Zhanfeng, not much shorter than him, around 40 years old, and looks like a soldier, "No, you smoked it It’s a good cigarette, one is cheaper for you, so get two more.”

Zhan Feng stretched out his hand and gave him most of the box: "Thank you, what kind of explosives are they? How many detonators?"

Feng Zu was not polite, took it and put it in his pocket, and said angrily: "Three detonators, but the point is not the detonators. Do you know where the explosives are fixed?"

Zhan Feng thought for a while, then guessed and asked: "Chassis? Or the front cover?"

"The chassis of the front car, directly below, is only a few centimeters away from the ground, and it is installed very precisely." Feng Zu took out a cigarette, frowned and said, "The most powerful thing is not this, guess what kind of bomb he used ?”

Zhan Feng shook his head and glanced at Shen Yan: "Guess?"

Shen Yan said: "I'm just kidding, I really don't understand explosives, I'd better ask Feng Zu for advice."

"C4 is that kind of plastic explosive. It has a very high safety factor and is extremely stable. Except for a detonator, other things can't be detonated at all, and it can't even be shot directly." Cigarettes, I wanted to smoke but couldn't, so I had to put it in my ear, "Contraband items, even the regular teams at the local level are not easy to get, you have a lot of enemies."

Although Shen Yan knew little about explosives, he had heard the name of C4 and probably knew the characteristics of this explosive.

"Like chewing gum, it can be pasted anywhere, and it even claims to be able to escape X-rays and police dogs. I heard about it when I was in BAU. The United States is the main country of production." Shen Yan glanced at Zhan Feng and was surrounded The surrounding cars frowned slightly, "Who can get this kind of explosives, and put them so precisely, it's clearly going to kill people."

"Anyone is possible." Zhan Feng said meaningfully, and raised his chin at Feng Zu, "Is it easy to dismantle? Do you want me to help?"

Feng Zu glared at him: "Just kidding, you were still eating candy when I dismantled the explosives. Dodge and dodge, it will be done in a while."

He bumped into Zhanfeng cursingly, turned around and walked back to the car in a very elegant manner. It seemed that the last moment of disassembly had been reached there. Group Feng just gave him an extra boost. No one dared to yell. Almost everyone It was a face of caution, as if it was dealing with a fragile antique.

If this is not handled properly, it will be worse than an antique.

Because it is really fatal.

The surrounding crowd was blocked by the blockade, and the bustling sounds were blown over with the wind, and there were rustling sounds in all directions.

"How did you feel that there was a bomb just now?" Zhan Feng put his hand on Shen Yan's shoulder and asked in a deep voice.

The wind blew over, mixed with fine dust, as if a little dazzled, Shen Yan raised his hand and rubbed it a few times, and replied in a low voice: "I don't know, I just thought that there was something wrong with the trash can, and with this price This kind of problem shouldn't happen to the car, and when they are connected together, it feels different."

"Intuition?" Zhan Feng noticed something was wrong with him, lowered his head and covered his eyelashes, "Close your eyes."

Shen Yan closed his eyes obediently, and hummed: "If I have to find a reason, I can only say this, it's something like intuition."

With a little coolness, Zhanfeng's fingers touched his eyelids and lifted up, gently blowing: "Are you ready?"

The breath was warm and soft, which was not in line with his usual toughness.

Shen Yan opened his eyes, rolled his eyes, nodded and said, "It's much better, how is the demolition over there?"

"It's almost ready, don't worry, Lao Feng is very experienced, and nothing will happen if he dismantles the bomb." Zhan Feng withdrew his hand, put it in his trouser pocket and squinted at him, "Didn't you say before that you reject all kinds of crime scenes? ? But now I feel more and more that this is the most suitable place for you."

Shen Yan was startled, and asked back: "Why?"

The corners of Zhan Feng's lips were raised, and he couldn't see the tension that his luxury car worth nearly one million was surrounded by bombs at all. He smiled handsomely and tugged: "Instinct."

Shen Yan laughed, shook his head and said: "I don't know, or love and hate are the same emotion, because they are too strong and easy to confuse. It is also possible that I love crime scenes extremely, who can say for sure Woolen cloth."

Zhan Feng also smiled casually, looked up at the bomb disposal crowd over there, and said solemnly: "Dare to put a bomb on my car, you are not small."

Shen Yan nodded, expressing his agreement: "The person you caught out will definitely be retaliated miserably."

Zhan Feng: "What should I do, you suddenly became my savior, dear, how can I repay you?"

Shen Yan: "Anything other than physical promises... such as ten sticks of cigarettes."

Zhan Feng's exaggerated complaint: "What are you talking about, vulgar! Is the deep revolutionary friendship between us worth ten cigarettes?"

Shen Yan nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, then ten years of washing dishes and mopping the floor—"

Zhan Feng's claws had already stretched out, but at the same moment, there was a sound beside the car, which attracted the eyes of both of them - the bomb was finally dismantled.

Shen Yan dodged the blow, and Zhan Feng's car was finally able to survive. The bomb disposal team carefully transported the things away. After the Feng team arranged a few people there, they took a few photos and brought them to him. They saw: "The three detonators are close together. Even if you use a whole shield on the chassis of your car, it is useless. If it explodes, it will fly all over. This is not at all trying to leave a way for you to survive. We will bring the things first. I’m going back, and I’ll hand it over to you later, by the way, there’s still a piece of paper pasted on the detonator, which should be for you.”

Zhan Feng took the paper, and after reading it with cold eyes, he smiled and handed it to Shen Yan, saying: "You are really brave enough."

Shen Yan took it in doubt, but found a blank piece of paper, on which was neatly written with a black carbon pen: "If you meddle in your own business, you will die and see my threat again."

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