Chapter 52: Why?

Chapter 52: Why?

Qing Tianfeng's heart, which had just cooled down a bit, died completely.

The netizens were also listening intently. Upon hearing the final result, their facial expressions and reactions were not just similar to Qing Tianfeng's—they were identical.

【Is that it? Just that? Just that?】

【The TV shows she watches can't be those terrible melodramas, can they?】

【I saw this kind of thing when I was a kid. Back then, watching several professionals argue for ages over whether to cut the red wire or the blue wire, sweating profusely, it drove me crazy with anxiety.】

【Captain Qing's expression looks like he's seeing the Grim Reaper beckoning him.】

【Captain Qing: For me, peanut, for me, peanut!!!】

Qing Tianfeng's heart turned to ash, but within three seconds, he quickly pulled himself together: "It's fine, it's fine, it's fine. This kind of self-destruct sequence usually won't involve ammo, ammo..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the next second, seeing what Jiang Xiaoya had pried open, he began to stutter.

*Tick, tick, tick...*

*Tick, tick, tick...*

【Ah!! Help, it's real!!】

【A bomb!! A bomb! Run!】

【Has the self-destruct sequence already been triggered?】

【Run!】

【There's nowhere to run. If a bomb of this grade actually explodes, the whole building goes with it. Where can you run?】

【I just entered the livestream and heard them clamoring about how Jiang Xiaoya has bad luck. I thought, how bad could it be? And then...】

【Now you know. Being besieged by people with AKs was just the appetizer; this is the main course.】

【Can any of "Stupid Sister's" fans come out and guarantee—no, explain—whether she'll die? She won't die, right? I just started following this stream; at least let me enjoy it for a couple of days.】

【Who the hell is going to guarantee it for you? Even old fans can't guarantee it. Even the old fans didn't know she'd play herself into a death trap that day; maybe today is the day.】

【Stupid Sister, don't! If you die, I'll feel worse than if eighteen generations of my ancestors died.】

【Are there any professionals? Quick, quick, quick! Which wire should be cut? Tell the bullet chat! Save my Stupid Sister!!!】

【Don't bother. With this kind of self-destruct sequence, you're dead no matter which wire you cut.】

【It's over. It's completely over. I didn't expect my fate with Stupid Sister to be so short.】

【Stupid Sister, will you still livestream in the next life? I'd like to make a pre-order.】

The production crew, seeing this situation, was equally bewildered—no, paralyzed.

"Director, the matter is already trending on the hot searches, and the number of people in the livestream is still rising... If something really happens to Jiang Xiaoya, are we going to prison?"

The director, who had been looking paralyzed, slowly regained his senses and glared at him: "Is this the time to worry about prison? Is this the time to worry about prison?!"

"Then what?"

The staff member looked puzzled. Was there something more serious than going to prison?

"Our country is on the verge of birthing a god-tier program! How can Jiang Xiaoya die? She cannot die! If she dies, how can such a great work continue?!!"

The director's agitated expression looked exactly like a sect leader in a cultivation novel who had just lost a ten-thousand-year genius, his expression one of madness at the loss of his sect's glory.

Production Crew: "..."

Incredible!

As expected of someone capable of being a leader!

Truly... possessed of grand ambitions.

On the other side, Yu Cuo rushed in with the SWAT team. Hearing the staff describe the situation in the livestream, his face turned pale.

While calling his superiors to bring reinforcements, he also called Qing Tianfeng.

Qing Tianfeng didn't answer.

That made sense. Compared to first aid knowledge, how to save oneself and how to minimize damage, Qing Tianfeng understood better than him. He didn't need his comfort—or rather, his science lecture.

Even so, Yu Cuo paced back and forth anxiously, urging his superiors to call for help, hoping they could find a professional expert to connect with Jiang Xiaoya and tell her how to handle the bomb.

Perhaps due to the tacit understanding between teammates, Qing Tianfeng called back shortly after, asking if his leader had found anyone.

"Captain, we're calling, we're calling, just wait..." (The meaning was clear: they hadn't found anyone.)

Yu Cuo spoke with an agitated expression.

The next second, the call was disconnected.

Yu Cuo's eyes reddened instantly, and he murmured, "Is the Captain saying goodbye to me???"

A silent goodbye was even more heart-wrenching.

After hanging up, Qing Tianfeng wiped the sweat from his face, his breathing heavy.

What to do, what to do...

Should I leave a last will?

It feels a bit bad. I want a cigarette.

Jiang Xiaoya suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder.

"You don't need to comfort me," Qing Tianfeng said muffledly, covering his face with his palm.

"No, move out of the way, don't block my view..."

Jiang Xiaoya rolled her eyes at him.

Hearing this, Qing Tianfeng looked up at her, only to hear her muttering softly: "I should probably cut this wire?"

Should...

Qing Tianfeng: "..."

What on earth was he even hoping for?

The netizens in the livestream couldn't help but laugh at this scene.

【Hahaha, even though it's unkind, why does this feel like watching a comedy?】

【What do you mean "should"? "Should"?!?! It looked like she knew what she was doing, I thought she actually understood!! But then, she says, "should"?】

【Captain Qing: Forget the comfort! You're actually critical-hitting me!!】

【Captain Qing: I don't have time to play around with you, stop it.】

【The second hand appeared!】

【Thirty seconds left!】

【As expected...】

The moment the ticking sound paused, Qing Tianfeng's eyes snapped open, seeing the jumping numbers.

28, 27, 26, 25...

Qing Tianfeng suddenly looked up, wanting to remind Jiang Xiaoya to prepare for first aid maneuvers.

Instead, he saw her act as if she had picked the exact right wire, cutting it, and then cutting the third, the fourth... until she had cut them all.

It looked completely devoid of any technical skill.

Qing Tianfeng simply looked away, resigning himself to fate.

Time quickly reached 20 seconds.

Jiang Xiaoya took the severed wires and reconnected them one by one, as if she were scrambling the original connections and reassembling them.

At this point, forget the netizens who understood the wiring; even those who didn't had lost their temper.

【Forget it, I don't want to say anything. Let's just wait for death.】

【Even if she learned from TV shows, she couldn't have learned it this badly. Even I know you can't just cut all the wires!】

【Pretending to know when she doesn't. So self-righteous.】

【Suddenly, I can't like her anymore.】

【I don't know why so many people call her "Stupid Sister." What is there to admire that makes people worship her like a god? After watching this stream for so long, I just think this woman is sick. Seriously sick.】

【Is Captain Qing's life not a life? Is there anyone going to speak up for Captain Qing!!】

Both old fans and haters fell silent.

The old fans were silently grieving, worried they wouldn't be able to follow the stream anymore.

The haters, meanwhile, stared fixedly at the timer, wishing she would be sent to heaven immediately.

The countdown reached ten seconds.

The bullet chat in the livestream simultaneously typed out the numbers.

【10】

【...】

【9】

【...】

Facing death, Qing Tianfeng had experienced it many times, but never once had he been as calm as he was today.

To say he wasn't afraid of death would be a lie.

Everyone fears death.

But today, it seemed to be the time when his internal panic was at its lowest.

Why?

(End of Chapter)