Having received Xi Jiu's consent, Ruan Qi hung up the phone.
"Is there a toolbox on the plane?" she asked.
The flight attendant, nearly scared to death, hurriedly nodded and dragged her wobbly legs to bring over the toolbox.
Ruan Qi took the toolbox, walked to the front of the bomb, squatted down, and slowly extended her hand.
Upon seeing her movements, the flight attendant quickly exclaimed, "Miss, what are you doing?"
"Defusing the bomb." The young woman didn't turn her head and tossed a few credentials over her shoulder, "I am a professional."
The flight attendant stared blankly at the credentials, completely unable to understand them.
A passenger involved in the relevant field glanced at them, and surprise and joy flashed through their panicked eyes.
"It's an international Level One bomb disposal expert! We're saved!" exclaimed one.
The passengers, overwhelmed with shock, all cried tears of joy.
