American comic book: Transmigrated into Dior and adopted by the Wayne family

Chapter 131 The Countdown to Arkham's Destruction

Dior was the kind of person who would express his emotions on the spot.

He doesn't like to suppress his emotions, because being excited only makes his mind unclear.

After a few bursts of laughter, the laughter gradually subsided, and Dio regained his composure.

The third phase of the long-term mission is complete, but the fourth phase has not yet been triggered. Right now, we need to deal with the bomb issue first.

He glanced down at Hugo at his feet, then raised his hand and slapped him several times.

clap clap clap!

"Ah!! Who! Who is it!"

Hugo suddenly woke up, covering his burning face as he sat up.

"No, that's not right, where's the USB drive?"

Memories of extreme heat and cold flooded back, and he quickly began searching the surroundings.

A pair of brown boots came into view. He touched his face and looked up.

It was a face that hadn't fully developed yet, but already had sharp, angular features, and a playful smile played at the corners of its mouth.

"Dio Brando? It seems my plan must have gone wrong."

"yes."

Dio glanced at the countdown, then at the radioactive material and the bomb, and quickly made a judgment.

Even if everyone manages to escape the blast radius, they cannot escape the coverage radius of the radiation cloud.

"So, do you believe in gravity?"

Hugo blinked in confusion.

He had already guessed that the person in front of him had taken the USB drive, but he didn't expect that Dio wouldn't ask how to defuse the bomb or about the USB drive, but instead asked about "gravity".

"We have to leave right away. I've planted a bomb; the whole of Arkham is about to be destroyed."

"Thirteen minutes later, Arkham and several surrounding blocks were also affected."

"What? You're absolutely insane."

Fox rushed over with Bruce and overheard those words.

"You know this could kill tens of thousands of people, right?"

On the other side, Bruce and Dio exchanged a glance but said nothing.

Some things are better left unsaid; now is not the time.

The argument seemed to have gotten too loud, because Selena and the Riddler also came looking for them.

Hugo spoke up: "Listen, if you want to live—and I certainly do—then let's get out of here!"

"I've calculated it. There's a 40% chance of a radioactive cloud appearing, so we still have a more than 50% chance of surviving."

"Forty percent?"

Dio stepped forward, grabbed Hugo by the collar, and said coldly, "You said it's forty percent!"

Forty percent of the clouds show radioactive cloud formations!

Doesn't that mean risking your life for a 40% chance?

He has many important things to do in his life, so he would never gamble with his life.

"Forty percent? That's less than half the winnings in roulette."

Selena glanced at her friend not far away; she was still exchanging beams with the Frozen Man.

"What should we do?"

Dio took a deep breath, looked at Bruce and Fox in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "We're going to defuse the bomb!"

As for Hugo....

"

He glanced at Hugo, who was already lying on the ground, his face ashen, and had even begun to pray to God, and shook his head.

"Let him stay here."

[Mission triggered!]

[Mission Name: Arkham Countdown]

Hugo Strange planted a radioactive bomb in the Indian Hills laboratory, enough to level several city blocks. Thirteen minutes later, Gotham would lose Arkham, and tens of thousands of lives in the surrounding area.

Please work with your companions, Batman (Bruce Wayne), Riddler (Edward Nigma), and Catwoman (Selena Kyle), to defuse the bomb.

[Mission Objective: Defuse the radioactive bomb (0/1)]

[Time Limit: 12 minutes]

[Reward: Points +500, Passive - Gotham Bomb Disposal Expert]

Soon, the group rushed towards the bomb.

"Does anyone here know how to defuse a bomb?"

While Dio was on his way, he quickly asked the question.

He refused to believe that with Gotham's first and second smartest people on his side, how could a bomb be so hard to defused?

"I didn't know that? I've never defused a bomb before."

Fox, standing behind the group, felt a little awkward; he really didn't know how to defuse bombs.

His job at Wayne Enterprises was to study weapons systems in military contracts; bomb disposal was not his specialty.

"And what about you, Ed? You should know how to defuse bombs, right?"

Dio remembered that in the future, the Riddler himself could make robots and airplanes by hand, so a bomb shouldn't be able to do anything to him, right?

"You're calling me Ed now?"

The riddle-maker stroked his chin, appearing calm and collected, but in reality, he wasn't sure what to expect.

Damn Ed!

Why don't you learn more about bomb disposal?

All they do is play with corpses!

Waste of time!

He stared at the reflective glass and cursed himself inwardly.

Edward shrugged; there was nothing he could do.

After all, he wouldn't have been able to graduate if he hadn't studied forensic medicine.

When Dio saw that the riddle teller was not giving a clear answer, his heart sank.

He then looked at Selena, who was about to speak when she noticed that Dior's gaze had already turned to Bruce.

"Hey! Aren't you going to listen to my opinion?!"

Selena puffed out her cheeks, looking somewhat displeased.

"All I can do is make bombs."

Bruce's voice was muffled, clearly indicating that he was feeling extremely heavy-hearted.

There's no going back now.

The lab doors are about to close.

However, the group quickly located the radioactive bomb.

Incidentally, Ms. Peabody was lying next to the bomb, seemingly unconscious.

Dior deduced from the large shoe print on her body that she must have been knocked unconscious by Hugo.

Surprisingly, that bald guy was quite strong.

That makes sense, though; he's the kind of person who can survive for several seconds in the steam generated by the clash of fireflies and Mr. Freeze.

For an ordinary person, their skin would have melted from the high-temperature gas long ago.

"Let's begin."

Fox swallowed hard and stepped forward to tentatively begin disassembling the bomb.

The riddle solver wasn't idle either; after circling the bomb a few times, he also started working on it.

After a short while, the two of them gritted their teeth and disassembled all the external parts that could be removed, and then stopped.

They dared not continue.

"What should we do now?"

The riddle-maker glanced at Dior instinctively.

"You're asking me?"

Dio pointed to himself, staring at the Riddler with a blank look, and then offered a bad idea: "How about we get Mr. Freeze to freeze it?"

Bruce, perhaps starting to lose his mind, also came up with a terrible idea: "We could just pull all these wires off, who knows, maybe it'll work."

"This bomb did not have a cutoff procedure."

Fox's mouth was trembling; not cutting off the program meant it wouldn't stop!

They're going to die here!

"but!"

The riddle-maker, however, held up a finger and excitedly turned around, saying, "Without the cutoff procedure, there might not be a bomb disposal procedure at all!"

But his excitement lasted only a second before his expression fell.

"But which of these wires should we disconnect?"

Yes, that's a problem. With so many lines, how do you know which one is correct?

The Riddler was already starting to regret it; he should have forced Dio to go with him!

There's still at least a 40% chance!

"Dio, aren't you lucky?"

Bruce suddenly blurted out something and handed over a pair of pliers.

"I trust you."

As soon as he said that, everyone's eyes turned to him.

By the time Dior realized what was happening, he already had pliers in his hand, ready to cut the thread.

"All right."

He wasn't one to hesitate; since there were only two minutes left, he decided to take a gamble!

Just as Dior was about to casually cut a hair...

Peabody, who had been unconscious, suddenly awoke and said, "No."

Her voice was very hoarse, her lips were chapped, and her eyes were particularly blank: "Water...water."

"water?"

Dio and Bruce exchanged glances, then looked at Selena, Fox, and the Riddler.

"water!"

"water!!"

Yes, they can also use water!

Water might short-circuit this bomb!

"This bomb was hastily assembled by Hugo; it wasn't properly sealed inside."

Fox crouched down, pried open a cover with his fingers, and nodded: "There's no waterproof layer... If there's a short circuit due to water, it might stop."

Dior looked around, filled a bottle with water from a fire hydrant, and poured it directly onto the bomb.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, a wisp of blue smoke appeared, and the countdown came to a complete stop.

Dior breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did we succeed?"

The group exchanged glances, and each of them saw relief in their eyes.

At that moment, Ms. Peabody's hoarse voice came from behind.

"Please, water... I need water, I'm dying of thirst."

"Well"

"Ha, ha, ha, ha."

Dio's lips twitched incessantly.

Fortunately, today's matter is over.