Chapter 245: Death Game (1/2)

Xiaotao rushed to remove the book, finding a pinhole camera concealed within the spine. She was about to destroy it but I immediately stopped her. ”Don't remove the camera for the time being. If the live stream is interrupted, we may all be killed.”

”Are we to let this bastard do whatever he wants?” retorted Xiaotao.

The Strongest Mantis Shrimp would most likely force us to do all sorts of things, and press the detonate button once he grew tired of playing.

A live stream was no different from a street performance. To attract more audiences, you would first make a loud commotion so in that vein, he wouldn’t put us in danger with overwhelming requests for the time being.

”Xiaotao, is there any recording equipment on it?” I asked.

”It doesn’t look like it,” Xiaotao replied upon careful inspection. “If only Lao Yao were here, he could provide some technical support.”

Her radio was on, so every word we said could be heard outside. Lao Yao would probably find out soon.

”Did you notice the remote control car that was taken apart in the other bedroom?” I asked. “This bomb was hastily put together and the materials were obtained from available sources. The range of the remote control from the remote control car would be rather limited.”

”My son has the same toy,” said an officer. “The information in the manual states that the range is only 50 meters.”

Xiaotao nodded. ”That’s to say, The Strongest Mantis Shrimp is hiding somewhere within 50 meters.”

Right then, The Strongest Mantis Shrimp’s voice sounded from the MP3 player once more. ”You’ve got a minute left!” he prompted.

”Do we strip?” asked someone as we stared at each other, wavering.

”Strip and buy ourselves some time,” Xiaotao coolly waved a hand.

One by one, the uniforms began to fall to the ground. The rest of us were casually dressed so we could keep our clothes on. A minute later, The Strongest Mantis Shrimp laughed, ”Good job! What an obedient lot, as expected of trained police officers. For your next task, you have five minutes to take off your pants!”

”Bastard!” cursed Xiaotao.

Apart from Bingxin who wore a denim skirt, the rest of us were wearing pants. Our faces colored with embarrassment. ”Think of our current actions as a strategy to save our lives and delay time,” I said. “Don't stress yourselves over the matter. Remember, the most important thing is to stay alive!”

Looking at the bottles of urine by the bed, I knew we had more challenging tasks ahead!

”Take off your pants!” sighed Xiaotao. “Whatever he forces us to do now will be returned to him twofold!”

With the warmer weather of spring, we were all wearing a single pair of pants. Having exposed their furry legs, the officers flushed with awkwardness.

I suggested using the wardrobe door to block Xiaotao’s body from the camera. ”What's the point?” her lips curled in a bitter smile. “It's not like I can keep hiding.”

Unbuttoning her pants, Xiaotao let them slip to the floor. Although we were currently trapped in a critical situation, we couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath as her slender calves, toned thighs and sexy pink panties were revealed. Two red blots colored her cheeks. I bit my lip in indignation but I could do nothing about it, only silently cursing eighteen generations of The Strongest Mantis Shrimp’s family.

To our utter surprise, Bingxin suddenly removed her skirt.

”You don't have to take it off!” cried Dali.

Under her denim skirt, Bingxin actually had on a pair of white stockings, exposing less of her body than the rest of us. ”Xiaotao-jiejie, put this on!” she said, handing Xiaotao the skirt.

Neither I nor Xiaotao expected Bingxin to make such a move. A hint of gratitude swept across Xiaotao’s face but she still persisted, ”No need, everyone is naked anyway.”

Bingxin’s denim skirt suddenly gave me an idea. ”We can wrap our jackets around your legs,” I suggested. “I don’t think he’ll blow us up over such a small matter.”

Having agreed that it was a feasible idea, the officers soon followed suit, easing the awkward atmosphere in the room.

Five minutes passed before The Strongest Mantis Shrimp interrupted the silence once more. ”Haha, aren’t our police obedient? Where is their usual prestige?” he mocked. “Your next task is to work in pairs and slap each other in the face. Everyone must receive 50 slaps each. I’ll give you 10 minutes. There are thousands of eyes watching you right now so even if one of you fails at the task, I will detonate the bomb!”