Fake Daughter Is The Real Legend (Iris Sutton) novel Chapter 283

Chapter 283 Real Bomb

Chapter 283 Real Bomb

The bomb hidden beneath the cloth was noticeably heavier than the sample she had used during rehearsal.

Outwardly, Iris showed no reaction.

She simply adjusted her grip, handling the prop more carefully.

The group took their seats at the designated positions.

The colorful smoke released earlier still lingered in the air.

While no one was paying attention, Iris quietly lifted the cloth covering the bomb.

Underneath was the same realistic–looking bomb prop they had used during rehearsal.

At least, it appeared to be.

But something felt wrong.

She was familiar with this type of device.

Carefully, she pressed one of the buttons.

Beep-

The bomb suddenly emitted a sharp electronic tone.

A red light on its surface began flashing.

The countdown timer on the display dropped another few seconds.

“Huh? That bomb looks incredibly realistic. It even makes sounds?”

One of the students beside her heard the noise and leaned over curiously.

Iris gave a small nod but said nothing.

Her gaze remained fixed on the bomb in her hands.

During rehearsal, the device had never made a sound.

And based on her experience…

This bomb was probably real.

Not the most powerful kind, but real.

It wouldn’t level an entire city block, but destroying a sports field packed with people?

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Chapter 283 Real Bomb

That would be more than enough.

Her first instinct was to look toward the chief instructor.

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He was busy coordinating the next phase of the demonstration with several other instructors and idn’t glance in her direction even once.

He had personally supervised the terrorist team’s rehearsal the previous day for hours.

As far as he was concerned, there was nothing left that could go wrong.

The possibility that a problem might arise here had never crossed his mind.

“Stop playing with that thing. Get ready. We’re up next.”

The girl beside her nudged her again.

Fortunately, Iris was wearing a mask, hiding the seriousness of her expression.

“You’re not actually nervous, are you? The chief instructor already said it’s fake. Nothing will happen no matter what buttons you press.”

The girl reached toward the device.

Before her fingers could touch it, Iris grabbed her wrist.

“Ow! What was that for? I was only going to touch it!”

The girl looked at her in confusion.

“There seems to be an issue with the prop,” Iris said evenly. “I’m adjusting it.”

Combined with the fox mask, her calm tone somehow felt unsettling.

The girl immediately pulled her hand back and instinctively put some distance between them.

“This way.”

The coordinator responsible for guiding their group arrived and signaled for them to move onto the field

Iris knew she couldn’t reveal the truth right now.

Panic in a packed stadium would be catastrophic.

So she rose calmly and followed the group toward the center of the field exactly as they had practiced.

The moment they appeared, another wave of deafening cheers erupted from the crowd.

The university probably hadn’t expected the terrorists and criminals to become the most popular part of the entire performance.

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Following the rehearsal plan, Iris walked toward the designated location and pretended to install the

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At the same time, she secretly worked on disarming the device.

She wanted to find someone who could relay a message to the chief instructor.

But everyone around her was a freshman.

There was no way she could send an inexperienced student carrying news about a live bomb.

Then suddenly-

She felt someone’s gaze.

It had been fixed on her ever since she entered the field.

Looking up, she met Ares Barclay’s eyes.

Ares had recognized her almost immediately.

The moment their gazes met, he lifted a hand and waved.

“That’s strange,” someone in the audience muttered. “Why is that student taking so long to plant the bomb? Shouldn’t they have left the field by now?”

On the field, Iris continued using the installation sequence as cover while attempting to dismantle the unknown device.

Disarming it was painstaking work.

Even at her fastest speed, she had already exceeded the allotted performance time.

She couldn’t simply leave the bomb sitting on the field.

The countdown didn’t have much time remaining.

Ares remembered the unusual look she had given him moments earlier.

A faint sense of unease settled over him.

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“But she still hasn’t left the field. The rest of the performance can’t continue until she does.” Ares looked toward the flashing red light in Iris’s hands. “Are you certain that’s your prop?”

“Why is she still messing with that bomb?”

“I thought that fox mask looked really cool before. Not anymore. I just want them to get off the field already!”

Inside a nearby office, the chief instructor hurried after Ares while staff prepared a uniform and mask.

“Mr. Barclay, why do you suddenly want to do this?”

Since when did wealthy CEOs enjoy joining student performances?

“The bomb Iris is holding may not be a prop.‘”

The chief instructor instantly broke out in a cold sweat. “You… what did you say?”

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