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Lissell wore a cold smile. "Are you sure he's staying there?"
Lin Che nodded, "Yes, I deliberately stayed a little longer before coming back."
The night was dark and windy, and the weather was cool.
Lin Che stretched his shoulder blades as he got out of the car. "Let's go, let's take care of your business first. By the way, are you planning to blast them separately or all at once?"
boom--
Lisa closed the car door tightly, got out, and first combed her hair with her hand. "Of course we have to fry them separately. If we fry them all at once, people will think that Daiki Iwatsu died in an accident."
She looked up at the building and said, "Let's go, I can't wait to see it submerged in red and blue."
Building A of the twin-tower skyscrapers.
Vodka stubbed out his cigarette and gave orders to the dozen or so peripheral members in front of him:
"Time's up. Split up and get all the bombs in place as quickly as possible."
"Especially the power distribution room and computer hangar, if there is even the slightest mistake, I will kill you all."
Chapter 69 Planting bombs is a very private matter
Building A is taller than Building B.
All the core and critical facilities are located in Building A.
Gin speculated that Hara Yoshiaki was using the high-tech computers in the Twin Towers to steal organizational data, and that the stolen information was probably stored in a highly secure, independent database.
Vodka naturally wanted to keep as many bombs as possible in the machine room and power distribution room, so as not to scatter resources.
When the time comes, as long as his elder brother gives the order, he will send this landmark building, which is about to be completed, into a sea of fire.
After thinking it over, Vodka decided that it would be safer to lead the team himself.
The twin skyscrapers are very quiet at night.
Apart from the emergency exits, there are no motion-activated lights installed in the building to save electricity, but the elevators are open 24/7.
If the elevator is closed and you have to climb 40 floors, Vodka wouldn't come in even if it meant risking the mission failing.
As for security guards, they can be easily dealt with using hypnotic gas.
Building B.
Lin Che was more relaxed than Lisaer because he could put the bomb in his backpack.
Compared to this, Lisael is practically a superhero.
She was holding something in her hand and tucked into her bosom; her body was practically covered in two-tone liquid bombs.
The only trouble the two had was getting into the building; Lisael used simple and direct physical hypnosis on the security guards.
"Here, here, and here."
Lisael, the explosives artist, also had some knowledge of demolition and quickly planted bombs in various key locations.
“The design is pretty much the same on every floor. You go upstairs and continue installing, I’ll go back and replenish the bombs.”
"Ah."
Lin Che gave a brief reply and then buried himself in his work.
He worked very hard.
By the time the bombs reached the 45th floor, Lin Che's backpack had been refreshed 5 times, and Lisa was also panting heavily from exhaustion.
"Should we also put bombs on the connecting bridge?" Lin Che looked up and saw that there was another one on the 60th floor.
The evening breeze was still, and wisps of clouds drifted by.
The twinkling stars and the myriad lights on the ground reflected each other.
The feeling of being at the top and feeling lonely is indeed quite nice.
Standing at a high point gives you a sense of conquest, as if you have the world under your feet and in the palm of your hand.
Lisael put one hand on her hip to calm her breathing. "No need to blow it up. It will collapse on its own."
The bombs were not placed on every layer, but rather every four or five layers.
If Lisael could determine exactly how much damage her two-tone bombs would cause to the stairs, she might not have needed so many bombs.
However, this experience also served as a wake-up call for her.
If you want to carry out a large-scale explosion with limited manpower, you should make full use of the characteristics of the two-color liquid bomb, rather than spending time and effort installing it like a regular bomb.
As she pondered this, she couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity that there aren't any suitable facilities in or around the building that can be used to directly load large-capacity liquid bombs."
Lin Che, quick to speak, immediately retorted, "I remember there's a pretty big swimming pool on the roof, big enough to hold a lot of bombs."
Lissell's eyes lit up upon hearing this. "Let's go up and take a look. With so many bombs planted, if the building below tilts even slightly, the building above will collapse as well."
"If we could fill the rooftop swimming pool with two-tone bombs and let them cascade down to the ground like a waterfall as it tilts."
"That scene..."
Lin Che followed Lisa's words and let his imagination run wild, "It's spectacular and beautiful."
Lisael agreed with this statement, and an admiration involuntarily appeared on her face.
Perhaps, Li Rusong is the like-minded teammate she desperately needs right now!
"Let's go upstairs and take a look." Lin Che turned around.
Suddenly, Lisael's expression froze. She reached out and pulled Lin Che to squat down against the wall, even pointing out a direction thoughtfully, "Wait, there's a problem on the other side!"
Lin Che quickly went to check.
Indeed, several figures were seen moving about in the building across the bridge.
"A thief?" Lissal frowned.
She's going to Building A later too; you can't just bomb one side of a building when you're going to bomb it.
Planting bombs is a very private matter, and you can't let others get involved.
And the other side.
Vodka noticed the connecting bridge at this moment and thought to himself, "The key positions on Building A have already been bombed. Let's send a team to Building B. We can't just bomb one side of a building."
“Uh…” someone quickly interjected, “But Brother Gin didn’t say he was going to bomb Building B.”
Vodka thought about it again and agreed, "Oh well, it's a professional habit; I always think about blowing them all up to prevent future problems."
"Then pack your things and let's go. Today's operation went very smoothly. You take the brothers out for a drink and some music later."
The person standing nearby beamed with joy, "Thank you, boss!"
Vodka went downstairs happily.
Before the elevator even arrived, someone behind him called out in a panic, "Boss... Boss! Someone's running over from the connecting bridge!"
"What?!" Vodka exclaimed in shock.
Planting bombs is a very private matter; how could we let others see it!
He immediately pulled out his pistol, cocked it, and grinned maliciously, "Then let's take care of that guy. Try not to use a gun, beat him to death and then drag him away."
The people next to them were speechless.
Try not to use guns, then why are you pulling them out?
Is it also a professional habit?
Lin Che is both anxious and expectant.
He was anxious because he could roughly guess that those figures were members of the organization, and Lisael was too straightforward, so she decided to rush over and take on that group one-on-one.
He was looking forward to it because he really wanted to see how skilled Lisael was. This one-on-one duel also matched his previous expectations—Lisael would face off against Gin, and he would be the one to finish off the loser.
However, judging from Lisael's confidence and speed, she must have some real skills.
Lin Che thought about it and decided to go after them anyway. Since he was wearing a disguise, he wasn't afraid of being recognized by the people there.
The connecting bridge is not long.
Lisael sprinted past the 100-meter mark and arrived in the blink of an eye.
Vodka's men were already prepared.
Neither side wanted their private actions to be disturbed by others, and both harbored the idea of killing the other to silence them.
Under this premise, there's no other option but to confront them directly.
However, after only a brief encounter, Lissell had already grinned maliciously and delivered a flying knee strike, knocking one of them down.
"Ugh—!"
The man's chest was deeply dented from being pushed against the ground, and he lay there with his head tilted to the side, then fell silent.
Lisael landed and quickly scanned the surroundings.
She didn't want to say anything now, because her bloodlust had completely overwhelmed her.
Seeing someone rushing towards her, she turned around and delivered a high roundhouse kick that sent the person flying across the head.
At the same time, she also had the energy to distract herself and use her arm to block a straight punch from another person.
Ah.
Is that all the skill you've got?
They were just petty thieves after all!
Lisa quickly locked onto what looked like the boss's vodka, but she wasn't going to play the "capture the leader first" game.
Her goal was to kill everyone present; the order didn't matter.
Vodka had by then realized the seriousness of the problem.
But who exactly is the other party?
Vodka's mind isn't quite sharp enough; it's more in line with his personality to take the initiative.
Type it out once, and then ask all the questions while typing!
"Tap-tap-tap-"
Vodka flexed his wrists and stepped forward, his hard-soled leather shoes making a teeth-grinding cracking sound as they hit the ground.
"What, you want a one-on-one fight?" Lisael sneered as she saw the people who had been surrounding her disperse. "So-called size advantage is useless against me."
Vodka was instantly enraged. Was the other person mocking him as a big, dumb idiot?
Before he could react, Lisael's fierce kick surged toward his head.
Just heard a muffled sound.
Vodka grabbed Lisa's ankle with one hand, his head slightly turned to the other side, but his body remained motionless.
"Hey, is it really no use?"
"I think your attack is weak and powerless."
It's as simple as pulling and flicking.
Vodka simply threw Lissal out.
Chapter 70 Even if it's only 50 meters, you still need to use a sniper rifle.
Vodka's movements were very stylish.
But Lisa's movements were also quite good.
She did a few somersaults and twists in the air before landing smoothly.
Fighting is all about being steady, accurate, and ruthless; whining and complaining are not her style.
Vodka's fighting prowess, which was clearly superior to that of the other henchmen, further piqued her interest.
Let's get right to it!
Lisael once again took the initiative and attacked Vodka.