I was framed for taking the civil service exam, so I joined the National Security Bureau

Chapter 191

"3"

"2"

"1"

When the alarm sounded the last tick, Nighthawk had already closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death with despair.

At this critical moment, countless images flashed through his mind like lightning, the scenes of fighting side by side with his comrades, the warm smiles among his relatives, as if they all rushed to him at this moment, saying the final farewell.

His body was tense, and every muscle was trembling because of extreme tension. He knew that this might be the end of his life. However, unlike what he expected, after the last tick, he did not feel any heart-wrenching pain in his body, nor did he hear the deafening explosion in his ears.

The silence of this moment made Nighthawk feel extremely confused and bewildered. He originally thought that he would be blown to pieces in an instant, but at this moment, nothing happened except the deathly silence.

Nighthawk was full of doubts, his eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at the time bomb again with a hint of disbelief. His eyes were full of astonishment and confusion, as if he wanted to see through the bomb.

His eyes were fixed on the flashing display screen, and he found that the seconds on the time bomb had stopped long ago, and the numbers that kept jumping and decreasing were also frozen at that moment.

He couldn't believe his eyes. This demon that was supposed to take his life was now like a toy that had lost its magic, lying there quietly.

His breathing became rapid, and his heartbeat became more and more intense, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

Nighthawk couldn't believe his eyes, his pupils contracted sharply, as if he wanted to deeply engrave the scene in front of him in his mind.

He moved closer, leaned forward, almost sticking to the bomb, stared with wide eyes, and observed carefully, not missing any subtle details. His breathing became heavy and rapid, and the hot air he exhaled instantly turned into a cloud of white mist in the cold air.

He touched the bomb gently with his shaking hands, his fingers trembling slightly, as if every contact was accompanied by endless fear and uncertainty.

Trying to confirm that all this was not an illusion, when his fingers touched the cold shell of the bomb, the chill instantly spread throughout his body along his fingertips, but the real touch made him even more confused.

What on earth was going on? Why didn't the bomb explode?

His eyes were first filled with shock, and the shock was like a surging wave, instantly drowning his reason. His mind was blank, and he could not understand what was happening in front of him at all.

The next second, when Nighthawk took the time bomb out of the box, an ancient and old radio appeared under the box.

The shell of the radio had traces of erosion by the years, and the mottled paint seemed to tell the story of the past. Nighthawk took a vigilant look, his eyes like a sharp hawk, not letting go of any suspicious details on the radio.

Then he carefully tried to turn on the radio, his movements were slow and cautious, as if every movement might cause unknown dangers.

The moment the radio sounded, a strange laugh sounded from the radio. The laugh was sharp and piercing, breaking the originally silent space, which was creepy. It was difficult to distinguish between male and female, and it was a kind of laugh made by sound synthesis technology. This reminded Nighthawk of the fake voice made by Lord Black Mountain when Xu Xian explained the connection with Lord Black Mountain.

There were only a few short strange laughs on the radio, and the laughs were like the whispers of ghosts, echoing in the air. Apart from this, there was no other content. These strange laughs were full of sarcasm and teasing.

At this moment, Nighthawk finally realized it, and then he was very angry.

Nighthawk realized that this so-called time bomb and the strange laugh in the radio under the time bomb were just a means for the other party to intimidate him and wear down his will, and he was almost completely defeated by this carefully designed scam.

But why did the other party use a fake time bomb to play tricks on him?

Nighthawk couldn't figure out why the other party did this. At this time, Nighthawk looked up and saw Thorn, who was on guard not far away, waving at him.

Nighthawk had confirmed that there was no danger, so he gestured to Thorn, and then Thorn also rushed over.

When Thorn learned about Nighthawk's survival, he couldn't help but sweat for Nighthawk.

Thorn's face was solemn, and the sweat on his forehead was shining in the moonlight. His eyes revealed the fear of what had just happened.

At the same time, the confusion and vigilance on the faces of the two people became deeper.

Thorn frownedHe looked up and analyzed, "From the truck lurking in the bend and waiting for us to appear, it is not difficult to see that its purpose is to use this car accident to get rid of us. But since the car accident has been designed to get rid of us, why did it design this time bomb on the truck?"

"And this time bomb is a fake time bomb. Does it mean that the other party knew in advance that the car accident could not get rid of us?"

"But even if he really predicted in advance that the car accident could not get rid of us, why didn't he design a real bomb to get rid of us, but designed a fake time bomb to fool us?"

The doubts analyzed by Thorns are exactly what Nighthawk can't figure out. Whether analyzing from the logic or the other party's purpose, everything in front of him seems unreasonable.

They stood next to the truck, and the air around them seemed to be frozen, with only a hint of coolness brought by the breeze. But because of this unreasonableness, it gave Nighthawk a hint of reminder.

Nighthawk pondered for a moment and said:

"Have you noticed that since we started arresting Lin Yingying and Xu Xian, we seem to have jumped into a strange game. In this game, we seem to have been led by the other party."

"From the unreasonable way of contact that Xu Xian said at the beginning, to the strange coordinates, to the strange digital codes and the bizarre and absurd dreams that Director Gao had, all of these are unreasonable and do not conform to normal logic."

While talking, Nighthawk recalled the various anomalies along the way, and then said:

"But the more abnormal and illogical it is, the more it conforms to the thinking and ideas of the person who made the game. I am now more and more sure that the person who made this game must be the mysterious Lord Black Mountain."

Thorns frowned and pondered for a moment and said:

"If this is the case, the other party is not in a hurry to kill us. He has been playing games with us, a game of fooling and competing."

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