Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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Silo was silent.

Everyone could only watch Bai Muchuan take Tang Yuanchu into the jungle without looking back.

Everyone heard just now.

Quan Shaoteng said that Xie Wanwan tied to the tree was not wearing clothes.

There may also be a bomb tied to him.

In this case, Yu Mu's handling of public and private affairs is correct.

Bomb dismantling does not require so many people in the past, people are dangerous, and he also needs to reserve a bit of privacy for Xie Wanwan.

But he brought Tang Yuanchu again.

One is that he can't be prevented from following, and the other is to avoid suspicion for one more person.

These Bai Muchuan's psychological activities were guessed late.

It's just that she didn't know why Bai Muchuan wanted to bring Sailimu's stunned youth...

...

Pounding!

Pounding!

Heartbeat.

Only heartbeat!

Walking in the jungle, no one spoke.

Sailimu followed Bai Muchuan to the deep pool, feeling like he had pressed a big rock.

Finally, he couldn't help but broke the silence.

"White team, if the bomb unsuccessful... suddenly exploded... what should I do?"

Bai Muchuan looked at his frightened face and was silent for a second.

"There is only one way." He answered.

"Really there is a way?" Sailimu's simple eyes flashed a surprise starlight, "That's great! White team, you quickly say, what is the way?"

Bai Muchuan snorted softly, licking his gums, and in the gloomy sight, with a kind of cool air.

"Keep in the most handsome posture, fly to the sky with your face covered, and then fall down, and then wait... When someone comes to collect the body, a compliment: This man is so handsome when he dies!"

"..."

What a cold joke.

But Sailimu could not laugh.

...

It's early morning.

The sky by the lake is brighter than the dense forest for a long time.

Quan Shaoteng was right, Xie Wanwan was tied to the tree.

It's just that the tree grows strange, without a crown, bare, standing alone by the deep pool.

Like a logo.

Mori is cold, looking terrified.

Xie Wanwan hung on the tree, her body as white as jade.

The white jade-like skin was covered with some bruising marks, and there was a cruel beauty.

Her head hung down, her long hair fell messily, and her own underwear was stuffed in her mouth...

The gesture was almost the same as the dead in Case 121.

However, this time, it can be clearly seen that this is a disguise.

It's not the case of the 121 case, but it was forced to do it.

...Maybe it's too late.

...Maybe just to provoke them.

"Xie Wanwan?" Tang Yuanchu's voice shuddered in his throat, shaking a little.

He has been a criminal policeman for more than a year, and he has experienced countless large and small cases.

For the first time, really for the first time... a feeling of fear.

Bai Muchuan walked slowly, looking around, and his face was condensed, more cautious and careful than Tang Yuanchu. And Selim... The first time I saw the real version of the female body, I didn’t know what the mood was, and I squeezed my eyes desperately, not daring to see more at a glance...

"Xie Wanwan!" Tang Yuanchu couldn't help but finally shouted out loud.

This sound pressed his throat for too long.

Without calling her, he thought, he was going crazy.

Yes, crazy.

Seeing her tied like a puppet, his heart hurt.

Xie Wanwan of the stars holding the moon.

The proud Xie Wanwan.

Talking about Xie Wanwan.

Drinking wine takes advantage of him, kissing Xie Wanwan who has no memory...

At this moment, there is no half-pointed dignity, being insulted by people!

Tang Yuanchu's heart hurt a lot.

Maybe it's not pure love or like, just distressed... he can't tell clearly.

"Xie Wanwan, you wake me up! You can't just die like this!"

"You didn't owe me the money to drink..."

"And-you kissed me twice, so you don’t have to be responsible?"

At the beginning of the Tang and Yuan Dynasties, the sound was louder than the sound, and the sound, with sobbing and teleportation, seemed to arouse the dim wave of light in the deep pool...

Under the miserable moonlight, the woman tied to the tree's hair moved slightly.

Slowly, lifted up little by little.

She heard it.

I heard those words.

At a short distance, Tang Yuanchu stared at her, her lips trembling, and she couldn't say a word...

Xie Wanwan looked at the three men with muddy eyes, wet eyes, no crying, and no other reaction.

Hollow and numb, like a broken doll whose soul has been taken away.

Only simple Sailim, his eyes wide, ecstatic.

"Boss! She is alive!"

"..."

He was excited like a fool, and the tears in Tang Yuanchu's eyes looked like a child...

Bai Muchuan's face was calm.

No surprise, or no surprise at all.

Only living Xie Wanwan has the value of being rescued.

Therefore, they will not let Xie Wanwan die.

She doesn't die, only then has the opportunity to let others die for her...

"Did you see the bomb?" Bai Muchuan asked Tang Yuanchu and Sailimu.

"...No." Sailim didn't take a serious look at all, hesitated a moment, and hurried not to overdo it.

"Yes." Tang Yuanchu's voice was dumb and deep, like crying.

"Hold!" Bai Muchuan handed the surprise step on his hand to Tang Yuanchu.

At the end, he glanced at him again, "If you are afraid, stand far away! Warn me!"

afraid?

Tang Yuanchu was excited.

How could he be afraid?

In front of Xie Wanwan, let him die now, he is not afraid!

"White team, what can I do?"

Bai Muchuan slowly put on the medical gloves that came from Cheng Zheng and looked at him coldly, "Will you disassemble the bomb?"

"..."

Tang Yuanchu's face instantly dimmed.

He is a police officer in criminal investigation, not an expert in bomb disposal.

In his limited career in the police camp, he even ... never touched the bomb.

Therefore, you should not miss the opportunity to rescue Xie Wanwan in person.

Tang Yuanchu was a little sad... Silently, took the gun.

"Boss...I don't go far, I'm here to protect you...men."

Without saying a word, Bai Muchuan walked towards Xie Wanwan.

"Um--Um--"

Xie Wanwan saw him.

With a sob in her mouth, she shook her head desperately, and her whole body twisted.

Maybe it's shame, maybe it's to remind him... her gag-covered face is not as beautiful and delicate as usual, and only crazy and pleading...

"……do not come……"

"No... don't... come over..."

She shook her head, desperate to express this sentence.

However, the voice of the export could not be understood by anyone except herself.

All they heard was a vague "whine" sound.

Bai Muchuan looked at her, "Be quiet!"

Xie Wanwan wept bitterly, tears rolled down, "...don't..."

Bomb dismantling, an extremely dangerous profession in the peaceful years.

Even if they are professional bomb dismantling experts and detonating police, they will wear protective clothing when they are working, and they will always face the threat of death——

But at this time, they have no protective devices.

In the Red Spurs team, Bai Muchuan has learned to dismantle bombs, but as Quan Shaoteng said, he has been for a long time, he has not touched this thing...

"Boss..." Tang Yuanchu watched him flip open Xie Wanwan's clothes, revealing the bomb inside, closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at it.

"Trust me!" Bai Muchuan said in a deep voice.

"Woo...oooo..."

Xie Wanwan sobbed, unable to express it.

The pieces of cloth on her body could not cover her body, the exposed skin, blue and purple, and the bruises and imprints described simply and straightforwardly-she had been insulted.

This appeared in front of Bai Muchuan, and her final self-esteem has been completely stomped on her feet. Even if Bai Muchuan did not let more people participate in the rescue for her privacy, thank Wanwan for the shame in her heart. Recorded broadcast events... even worse.

Because he is no other than Bai Muchuan.

Because Bai Muchuan's side... There are two people, Tang Yuanchu and Sailimu.

Xie Wanwan stared at Bai Muchuan awkwardly, and wanted to die.

...She hated, and wished that the sinking water would sink immediately, and she would never get up again.

But at this moment... even death became a wish.

"Boss... put her clothes on..." Tang Yuanchu rushed over at this time.

He grabbed in front of Bai Muchuan, took off his coat, and wanted to put it on Xie Wanwan.

He read the despair in Xie Wanwan's eyes and knew what she wanted...

However, before his actions were completed, Bai Muchuan roared.

"Don't move her!"

Tang Yuanchu froze, red eyes, turned to look at him.

"Boss..."

Bai Muchuan's face was as thick as iron, "Many bombs are immovable and cannot be tilted..."

The result of kindly dressing her may be the four of them...will be killed soon.

At the beginning of the Tang and Yuan dynasties, he was stunned with his clothes, looking at Xie Wanwan's desperate eyes, "...

Upon seeing this, Bai Muchuan's face was always cold, with slight waves, "In front of life and death, there is no gender. There is only life or death. Remember!"

Looking at the coldness in his eyes, Tang Yuanchu lightly and quietly retreated to the side.

He is very weak.

Xie Wanwan couldn't be saved, and she couldn't even cover her shame.

Bai Muchuan, "Is there dignity in one piece of clothing? Human dignity has never been directly related to whether or not you wear clothes!"

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