222: Chapter 222 How did you find out?

The female assistant drinking water swallowed her last gulp, turned around, and prepared to run toward Yang Ningcong.

She had just stepped out with her left leg.

Bang...

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A sound rang out.

A massive wave of air burst out from the deepest part of the shelter, the corner where Meng Tiantian was located.

The scorching orange-red glare instantly swallowed the dim interior space.

Several heavy pieces of sheet iron originally used to block the wind were torn apart and sent flying like pieces of paper under the thrust of the bomb.

Bearing the brunt of it was Meng Tiantian, who was cowering in the corner.

Then came that female assistant who had just turned around. Her back was solidly hit by the shockwave, her spine snapping on the spot. Her entire body flew forward, slamming fiercely into a thick tree trunk ahead, and chunks of internal organs mixed with blood spewed out from her mouth and nose.

The airflow, mixed with a large amount of sharp broken wood and sand, indiscriminately swept through the remaining space.

Yang Ningcong on the periphery was knocked to the ground by the airwave, and apart from the buzzing sound in his ears, he could hear nothing.

Wang Laoliu, standing on the periphery, reacted extremely quickly.

The moment the airflow surged out, his years of accumulated muscle memory allowed him to execute standard tactical evasion.

He threw himself face down into the mud puddle, hugging his head with both hands.

Soil and broken branches pounded against his back like a rainstorm.

When the remaining force of the airwave dissipated, Wang Laoliu sprang up from the ground.

Rainwater mixed with the strong smell of gunpowder smoke drilled straight into his nasal cavity.

His first reaction was that he had been attacked. He backhanded and pulled out his short knife, scanning his surroundings vigilantly.

But around him, besides the sound of rain and the shrill crying of the surviving women, there was no hostile firepower whatsoever.

He strode toward the debris of the shelter that had been blown to pieces.

The core explosion point presented a charred crater.

The surrounding soil was thoroughly baked solid.

And when that unique mixed chemical odor drifted over,

Wang Laoliu's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

Plastic explosives.

He could smell this scent even with his eyes closed.

It was precisely the piece he had personally placed in the interlayer of the waterproof box!

Two tattered corpses were scattered haphazardly not far away.

Meng Tiantian could hardly find a complete outline, and that female internet celebrity who had been drinking water collapsed under the tree like a puddle of mud, her neck broken at a bizarre angle.

Wang Laoliu's teeth were clenched tightly, and the veins on his temples bulged one by one.

This completely exceeded his cognitive logic.

"How did that kid upstairs discover it?"

That partition was made seamlessly; even if an ordinary person emptied the box, they would absolutely never be able to touch that mere one-millimeter seam.

To take a step back, even if he discovered it,

how could this thing appear here?

Could it be that Lin Fan knows how to fly and secretly slipped down to bury it while they were building the shed?

Nonsense.

Wang Laoliu turned his head, his gaze slicing like a knife toward Yang Ningcong, who was still rolling on the ground and wailing.

The only person who had gone up and down the slope during this period was this trash.

He was the one who brought it down!

"Young Master Yang..." Wang Laoliu walked to Yang Ningcong's side, the tip of his knife hanging by his side. "Did you bring this thing down from upstairs?"

Yang Ningcong's ears were still ringing, his vision blurred by rainwater.

He vaguely heard Wang Laoliu asking, raised his head to look over, his eyes full of lingering terror.

"What thing?" Yang Ningcong howled at the top of his lungs, "My ears can't hear! What the hell just blew up!"

Wang Laoliu didn't talk nonsense; he grabbed Yang Ningcong by the collar, lifting his upper body out of the muddy water.

"I'm asking you, while you were upstairs, did that Lin Fan ask you to bring anything down!"

This question poked at that extremely humiliating memory in Yang Ningcong's brain.

That black waterproof bag wrapped tightly with tape in his crotch, stained with mud.

He was stunned, forgetting even the pain in his thighs.

"A package..." Yang Ningcong's lips trembled uncontrollably, his teeth chattering, "That... said it was a return gift..."

Wang Laoliu understood.

Everything clicked into place.

Lin Fan not only saw through his interlayer, but also used Yang Ningcong to send this mine back completely intact.

And while moving supplies, this group of stupid women had taken Yang Ningcong's discarded package and moved it into the new shelter as useful supplies.

Throughout the entire process, every single step was this group of people's stupidity paving the way for the other party.

The rain fell harder and harder.

Wang Laoliu threw Yang Ningcong aside, letting this young master fall back into the mud.

He raised his head, piercing through the thick rain curtain, staring fixedly at that high-and-mighty Karst Cave platform.

The other party was not only ruthless and vicious,

but also surprisingly sharp-witted.

...

That muffled sound, even across a not-so-short distance and disturbed by the gale and rain, was still clearly transmitted into the Karst Cave.

Lin Fan stood up from the ground and walked to the edge of the platform.

On the beach below, that hastily built makeshift shelter was gone at this moment.

Charred sheet iron and broken planks were scattered haphazardly, emitting wisps of black smoke drenched by the rain.

At the core location of the shelter, a small crater had been blown out.

Two human-shaped things lay in the muddy water not far away, motionless.

The remaining few women screamed and cried, crashing around blindly in the rain like headless flies.

Wang Laoliu's figure appeared particularly glaring among them; he was pulling Yang Ningcong up from the mud, as if interrogating him about something.

Lin Fan swept his gaze across the scene.

It seemed this rain had come a bit too slowly.

If it had been half an hour earlier, when everyone crammed into that cramped space to avoid the rain,

this bomb going off would have made things peaceful down below.

What a pity.

Xu Zhixia also walked to the cave entrance, looking at the mess below with her face turning much paler.

She turned her head and asked, "That thing you had Yang Ningcong bring down, was it that?"

Lin Fan's gaze did not leave below; he merely emitted a very soft response from his nasal cavity.

"Mn."

This affirmative reply made Xu Zhixia's fingers subconsciously clutch tightly onto the rock wall.

Lin Fan seemed to know what she was thinking, his tone without any ripples.

"If it hadn't been brought down, just now that sound would have been right here."

He pointed to the platform beneath his feet.

Xu Zhixia's lips moved, and she didn't dwell any further on the right or wrong of this topic.

On the Deserted Island, only those who survived were qualified to discuss morality.

She changed to another question, a question purely out of curiosity and confusion.

"How did you discover it?"

This question was also what Zhou Kai and the others wanted to know. Several people crowded over from inside the cave, pricking up their ears.

Lin Fan turned his head and looked at Xu Zhixia.

It was the first time he looked at this female doctor very seriously.

When everyone else fell into panic and despair, she always maintained a professional calmness.

Even when she saw him pushing someone down the slope just now, her reaction was to question him, not scream.

Such a person had a clear mind and was of value to be utilized; telling her didn't seem to have any disadvantages.

"Sometimes, I see things in front of my eyes."

"For instance, when encountering danger, prompts will automatically appear on my retina."

As he spoke, he tapped his right eye with his finger.

"Just like just now, something told me that a tropical cyclone was coming, and just like before, something told me that there was a bomb in the box, and the countdown had more than six hours left."

He tossed the question back.

"Dr. Xu, you are the professional. Judging by your experience, what kind of situation am I in?"