Of course, it shouldn't be too much to play with his little wife, so when Situ Qinglang was about to finish his meal, he finally found out with conscience again that he ordered something he had tasted good for her for sweetheart.

Sweetheart is almost annoyed him!

This annoying guy doesn't understand the feeling of riding a roller coaster, he just enjoys the feeling of bullying himself! That's right!

Despite this, sweetheart was extremely satisfied with eating, and barely exerting the foodie's appetite to the extreme, which shocked Situ Qinglang.

The two of them had a rice fragrance. It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. Sweetheart wanted to go to the temple street, so Situ Qinglang took her with ten boxes of double-skin milk packaged in the store and accepted her fate.

There are many fortune tellers on the temple street. This time, Tian Xin learned her lessons and avoided them carefully, and specially picked up a small shop to go shopping.

This trip was around 8 o'clock again. Sweetheart was tired of walking and finally became listless and wilted.

"Do you want to go back?" Situ Qinglang scratched her nose, his doting feeling beyond words.

"Sleepy--" Sweetheart yawned. She consumed too much energy last night, so she still felt sore in her back and PP pain.

"I may not be able to have a chance to sleep when I go back to the hotel." Situ Qinglang reminded her in a dark heart.

"Please, don't be so intense tonight. You have to go to class tomorrow. Be careful of your health!" Sweetheart quickly helped him.

Situ Qinglang carried things and took Sweetheart to take the subway. They are now located at Mong Kok Station, and they can reach Tsim Sha Tsui Station by taking the subway for three more stops. Because the distance is close, Situ Qinglang did not object when Sweetheart proposed to take the subway.

Sitting on the Tsuen Wan line, Shitie leaned obediently beside Situ Qinglang. There were many people in the car. They were close to the back end of the car, Shitie whispered to Qinglang: "The nightlife in Hong Kong is so rich, there are so many people!"

"There are many people underground, and there are also many people on the ground." Situ Qinglang answered casually around her shoulders.

"Have you heard of a supernatural incident about the subway? It was the 1993 Hong Kong Beijing-Kowloon Railway advertisement—" Sweetheart said in a mysterious voice.

Situ Qinglang immediately felt helpless and knocked her on the head: "Are you stupid? You all say that the Beijing-Kowloon Railway is, it's a train, not a subway, so don't scare people here."

Sweetheart reacted after realizing it, and immediately blushed and stuck out his tongue - Emma is so stupid!

When I arrived at Yau Ma Tei, I got some people out of the way and got some people up. This is a relatively concentrated place in the Hong Kong commercial district, so the flow of people is naturally very large.

The train started again, and the sweetheart shook with the rhythm, closed his eyes tiredly without realizing it. Suddenly, an extremely sharp noise came from the train radio, and a "she" sound almost broke the sweetheart's eardrum!

Situ Qinglang subconsciously raised his hand to cover her ears. Many people in the car were frightened and looked at the loudspeaker on the top of the car in confusion.

Situ Qinglang frowned, and an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in his heart. He stared at the loudspeaker cautiously and listened to the continuous sound of radio waves. Sweetheart thought anxiously - what's going on? Isn't it going to go wrong?

"What happened?" she asked loudly.

"I don't know, it may be a broadcast system failure, so don't worry." Situ Qinglang comforted her and said.

However, the comfort had not lasted for a few seconds, and a sound test suddenly came from the loudspeaker: "Hey, can you hear it? Can you hear it in the subway car?"

Situ Qinglang's face changed immediately. The person who spoke was in the local Hong Kong language. Moreover, it was not the tone of the subway staff. He tightened his sweetheart and continued to listen.

"Congratulations to all the passengers on the Tsuen Wan Line, because you got on a death train--" A grim smile came from the loudspeaker, and this sentence immediately made everyone in the carriage feel turbulent.

Sweetheart couldn't understand a word, but when Situ Qinglang suddenly changed her face, she vaguely realized something was not good, so she asked carefully: "Qinglang, what is he talking about?"

Situ Qinglang raised his hand to interrupt her, listening to the person in the megaphone continue, "There are about 15 minutes left, this train will drive to the terminal station Central Station, but there is an explosive on the train, right among you."

As he finished his words, a scream broke out from the crowd. Situ Qinglang suddenly realized that this was probably a large-scale terrorist incident. The other party should have used cyber hackers to invade the MTR subway control center, cut off the subway's original broadcast system, inserted his own signal, and played the voice.

Trouble is here.

It seemed that he knew that the passenger would burst into a commotion. The person in the megaphone suddenly shouted, and the crowd suddenly became quiet, which gave Situ Qinglang a moment of illusion. Can the person who created panic see the behavior in the car?

No, maybe this is just a tape. Anyone with some common sense in psychology can guess that there will be such a reaction on the scene. He should be creating chaos for the Hong Kong Police Department to cover up the people's ears.

The sound of the loudspeaker continued to be heard, and the person inside said, "Don't worry, this bomb is not a time bomb, but a bomb controlled by a balance device. It is placed in the hands of a lady. It is a purple box, yes, the color of the Bauhinia.

"You need to face the balance bomb, that is, if the lady among you is careless and shakes her hands... then you may all die! But I hope this will not happen. There are about 12 minutes left. Please pray that you will receive God's blessing before the train arrives at the finish line. Good luck!"

Screams broke out in the crowd again, and the sound in the megaphone became smaller and smaller, and then it became quiet. At this time, the subway had already entered Jordan Station, but it did not stop after passing the station, which made everyone realize that what the person was saying was true.

"Qinglang, what happened?" Tianxin looked at the people around her panic and cried, and asked, holding on to the corner of Situ Qinglang's clothes.

Situ Qinglang didn't expect that he would encounter such a lottery. The other party was very serious about it. He had basically ruled out the possibility of being a prank. Damn it, how could such a bloody thing that only appears in TV series, movies and novels fall on him?

"There are bombs in this car." He frowned and looked around.

Sweetheart was shocked in an instant. Really? Really? Really a bomb? Will it explode? Will it die if it explodes?
Chapter completed!