After sending the message to Fang Xiaocao, Tom swiftly got up, deliberately took a detour, and passed by the stairwell door on the first floor on his way to the elevator.
As he passed by the stairwell door, Tom glanced at it out of the corner of his eye. Through the small window on the door, he could see a human silhouette hiding in a corner inside the dimly lit stairwell.
"Just as I suspected!"
Tom muttered to himself.
Tom arrived at the elevator and pressed for the fifth floor.
He always carried his bomb disposal tools with him.
For Tom, dealing with ordinary bombs only took minutes.
It wasn't that Tom was arrogant, but that he was confident.
Tom was professionally trained.
He was a rare bomb-defusing prodigy.
The stairwell on the second floor!
Reading the WeChat message from Tom, Fang Xiaocao was a bit troubled.
Tom was about to defuse a bomb...
Should she agree,
or not?
Fang Xiaocao admitted that Tom's analysis was spot on.
