Chapter 245: Death Game (2/2)

His words aroused a round of curses in the room. With awkward hand signals, Dali endeavored to remind the officers to keep their voices down. I looked under the bed and noticed that the vibration value of our voices would reach 20 at most so it seemed like this was negligible.

Right, then Xiaotao's radio sounded, a calm Wang Yuanchao speaking from the other end. ”This is Wang Yuanchao. We’re checking the neighborhood and the technical team is installing a signal shielding device. The Public Security forces are also on their way. Just hold on for another ten minutes!”

”Roger!” replied Xiaotao.

”Because we don't know the exact frequency of the initiator, we will be shielding against all frequencies!” added Wang Yuanchao. “When the time comes, your radios and cell phones will be disconnected. But before that happens, I will inform you. After you’ve left the flat, the Public Security forces will take over.”

Sighs of relief resounded around the room. ”Let's start then,” said Xiaotao. “If any of you are dissatisfied with me, now’s the time to act! Come on then, I promise not to take it out on you after.”

Had Sun Tiger uttered these words, perhaps a bunch of officers would be lining up to slap him. But Xiaotao’s care for her subordinates went without saying. No one could bear hitting such a kind, generous team leader.

”Let’s work in pairs,” I instructed. “Don't slap for real. Keep your actions gentle!”

I started off by slapping Dali. ”Who asked you to put your smelly socks in my washbasin!” I scolded despite my actions being so light they couldn’t even hurt a fly.

Dali retaliated with a soft pat on my face. ”Why didn’t you allow me to copy your answers during our exam?!”

”Excuse me, Xiaotao-jiejie,” started Bingxin.

With Bingxin and Xiaotao’s participation, the other officers began to divide themselves into pairs and slapped each other as well. The scene was filled with excitement at once.

50 slaps later, everyone's faces were a little red but unswollen.

”What an obedient group of dogs!” exclaimed The Strongest Mantis Shrimp. “In fact, you’re really dogs, aren’t you? Dogs wearing police uniforms!”

”That fucking piece of shit!” fumed Dali. “What’s with all the bullshit talk? Didn’t we already do as he asked?!”

The Strongest Mantis Shrimp proceeded onto the next task. ”Do you see those bottles by my bed?” he asked. “That’s the holy water that I’ve managed to preserve over some time. I’d like you to each down an entire bottle. Your time limit is five minutes. No need to fight each other, there’s enough for everyone!”

At this point, Wang Yuanchao radioed Xiaotao, ”We’re going to block the signal so prepare to withdraw!” Then his voice turned into radio static.

”Put on your pants and go!” ordered Xiaotao.

As soon as we rushed out of the room, Public Security forces in bomb suits charged into the scene. The police had already evacuated a 20-meter radius and formed an impenetrable barrier.

Wang Yuanchao was indeed a highly-effective officer who worked swiftly. The situation was under control in less than half an hour. I found Lao Yao sitting in a police mobile command vehicle with Young Mater Wang's laptop on his leg.

“The popularity of your embarrassing live stream soared to tens of thousands of viewers,” said Lao Yao. “The screen was full of rewards. Looks like the streamer achieved the effect he was looking for!”

The live stream continued on his laptop. In the video, two bomb squad officers were crouching on the ground, attempting to dismantle the bomb.

”Are you here just to watch the live stream?” I mocked.

”I was the one who brought the signal shielding device from my dormitory,” he retorted. “If you had relied on the police, they would have made you wait two hours going through their long-winded procedures. Otherwise, you’d be drinking that holy water right now!”

”You can tamper with radios?” I asked, unable to hide the wonder in my tone.

”It’s something left over from my middle school days!” he laughed smugly.

The dismantling of the bomb lasted nearly three hours, the entire process filling our hearts with anxiety. During this period, the police had to dissuade the many residents who insisted on returning to their homes by passing around bottles of mineral water to pacify them.

Three hours later, a bomb squad officer finally stuck a head through the window. Due to the lack of radio and communication devices, he could only rely on shouting. ”Captain, the bomb is fake!”

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