Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

They roared in unison at the long list of names that resembled a cast and crew credits.

Although Li Mo'an felt wronged and that his good intentions had been taken for granted, he wisely chose to keep quiet when he saw the murderous looks in everyone's eyes.

After all, it's hard to defy public opinion.

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Bomb disposal work continues.

The experts, dressed in heavy bomb disposal suits, all had solemn expressions and moved with the gentleness of embroidery.

Holding small brushes, they carefully cleaned away the loose soil around the bomb, each stroke deliberate and meticulous.

There was also an assistant with a detector nearby, constantly monitoring the changes in the data.

This professional demeanor and rigorous process are the complete opposite of Li Mo'an's previous actions of just randomly digging in the ground with a hoe or pinching the fuse with his bare hands.

Seeing this, Teacher Huang, Yang Mi, and the leaders around them all felt much more at ease.

That's more like it.

This is what bomb disposal should look like.

at this time.

With all the bombs in the villagers' hands recovered, the bomb disposal work on site was on track, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Colonel Wang Dafa, the garrison commander, who was standing not far away, finally relaxed his furrowed brows as he watched this scene.

The situation is now under control.

At that moment, his gaze pierced through the crowd and landed on the young man who was standing calmly behind the police line with his hands in his pockets.

Li Moan.

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Wang Dafa narrowed his eyes.

He hadn't forgotten that before he came, Zhao Dashan, the bigwig of the provincial military region, had personally called him.

On the phone, the old leader's tone was serious.

"...It involves important personnel, the situation is extremely complex, and the potential risks are extremely high."

Meanwhile, on his way, he watched a clip of the live stream and also checked Li Mo'an on the internal network.

The file was simple and clean.

With impeccable roots and noble lineage.

The daughter is a martyr; her father was a hero who died in the line of duty, and her mother was a government official. This background is practically glowing red—she's definitely one of their own.

"Since they are descendants of martyrs, then the important personnel the commander mentioned must be referring to this identity."

Wang Dafa nodded to himself.

Indeed, if a child of this status gets into trouble locally, it will have a negative impact, which explains why the leader would personally intervene.

only......

At that moment, as his finger continued to scroll down and saw the two new evaluations highlighted in red at the end of the file, he paused:

[Strange/Unusual]

[Lack of sufficient awareness of danger]

Wang Dafa was stunned for a moment.

What kind of evaluation is this?

If it's a "lack of sufficient awareness of danger," then he can understand.

On his way here, he watched the live replay. When the kid dug up the bomb, his calmness, his nonchalance, and the way he treated the landmine like a radish—it really showed that he had no concept of danger at all.

A normal person would be terrified at the sight of a bomb.

Instead of running away, he took a hoe and started hitting things. When people asked him for bombs to use as hammers, he told them to take them away.

If he hadn't lacked awareness of the danger, he should have stopped when he dug up the first bomb.

He certainly wouldn't be able to remain calm when others ask him if he's a bomb.

This has been confirmed.

but......

"Strange?"

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Wang Dafa's lips twitched as he thought about those two words, feeling somewhat speechless.

This is a legitimate military file.

How did such an idealistic term come about?

Is it really weird?

Wang Dafa, of course, didn't believe it.

As a veteran who has spent decades in the military, he is a staunch materialist.

He believed in science, in data, in the might of steel, and in the power of fire.

But he absolutely does not believe in anything like evil, luck, or metaphysics.

In his view, the reason why Li Mo'an was able to dig up so many bombs was purely due to bad luck.

It's just like buying lottery tickets; some people will win, and some people will lose.

What does this have to do with evil?

To attribute such a coincidence to superstition is to disrespect science and to desecrate one's own beliefs.

"I wonder which clueless idiot added that line?"

(Zou Jianguo: Who the hell is cursing me?)

Wang Dafa shook his head, feeling a slight contempt for the person who wrote the review for Li Mo'an.

He straightened his military uniform and adjusted his military cap.

Now that Li Mo'an's identity has been confirmed, he needs to go over and ask him a question according to procedure.

just.

He might regret his decision later.