CHAPTER 322: CHAPTER 322: THREE HUNDRED LIVES

At this moment, Summer Monroe’s back was drenched in cold sweat.

The opponent actually managed to track her from Crestfall to here and placed a deadly bomb here.

She remembered what they said after hacking her computer: if she refused to join them, then her fate... would be this bomb in front of her!

Summer Monroe took several deep breaths again before answering the phone.

"Who are you?!" she asked coldly.

A mechanical voice processed through a sound card rang out, "Miss Monroe, do you answer strangers’ calls so indifferently?"

The person spoke in English, and even though the voice was altered, the coldness was still perceptible.

It was indeed the same group that hacked into her computer!

Summer Monroe was even more certain that the bomb was set up by them.

Just to kill her, they were willing to take down everyone on the ship with her, exactly like the Stanton Group Building incident—truly cold-blooded and ruthless to the extreme!

Summer Monroe gritted her teeth and asked, "What is it you want?"

The same mechanical voice responded, "The three-day deadline I gave you has expired. I just want an answer."

Summer Monroe didn’t answer immediately but knelt down to examine the bomb in front of her.

She wanted to try and see if she could throw the thing into the water.

But the bomb was tightly attached to the wardrobe; unless she threw the entire wardrobe into the sea, there was no way to separate them.

The problem was, this was a floor-to-ceiling wardrobe, and it was impossible for her to throw it into the water.

What if she called the ship’s staff to handle it?

Summer Monroe quickly dismissed this thought because no one would believe her, and by the time she called someone, the three minutes would have already passed.

"Miss Monroe, are you hearing me?" The voice on the other end showed impatience.

Summer Monroe closed her eyes, trying hard to suppress herself before she spoke, "I’m willing to join you!"

She couldn’t risk the lives of everyone on the ship; she had to stall them.

However, the next second, the person clicked their tongue twice and said, "Miss Monroe, I have a lie detector right here, and the data shows you’re lying to me."

Summer Monroe was stunned, then said, "I’m afraid your lie detector is malfunctioning. I’ve had a falling out with Damian Knight, and I don’t want to cooperate with him anymore."

"Ha—" the person sneered and said, "My lie detector has never been wrong. Miss Monroe, you’re very smart, but a little too clever for your own good. What a pity that someone as smart as you will disappear from this world. Goodbye, Miss Monroe."

"Wait, I..."

Before Summer Monroe could finish speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

"Damn it!" Summer Monroe punched the wall in frustration.

She could jump into the water now to get away from the bomb, but what about the people on the ship?

When boarding, she was told by the ship’s staff that there were more than three hundred people here.

More than three hundred people meant more than three hundred lives...

Summer Monroe took a deep breath, trying hard to stay calm.

Two seconds later, she dialed the number of a bomb disposal expert she knew abroad.

At this time, the countdown showed only one minute left.

The call was a video communication.

The expert quickly answered and asked, "SAN, long time no see. How have you been lately? You look pale, not having the best time?"

Summer Monroe got straight to the point, "Rona, I don’t have time to chat. There’s a bomb in front of me. Can you teach me how to disarm it remotely?"

The man named Rona was taken aback and stopped with the pleasantries, immediately saying, "Let me see what it looks like."