Risking Her Life

Gladyce swallowed and looked at Anne. "What... what should we do?" Anne frowned in silence and didn't know where to start. "Or I'll throw it into the sea directly!" "No!" Anne was shocked and hurriedly stopped her. Gladyce smiled embarrassingly. "There's no need to be so excited. I was just joking!" She knew a little about bomb. Of course, she knew it was not that simple. The two of them faced each other with hands holding the box. Anne could not see what was going on and could only ask Gladyce, "How much do you know?" "I have strong fighting skills, but I'm not intelligent enough! I'm not a bomb-disposal expert!" Gladyce told Anne the truth with a depressed expression on her face. Frowning, Anne said, "Me neither. However, it's more or less similar to my profession. Tell me, what does this thing look like?" "Okay." Gladyce nodded. She took two deep breaths and began to describe the bomb to Anne. "About 40 centimeters long and wide. It's all wooden and there's a dial in the middle. How