6 The Astonishing Reality - Real Guns and Four Grenades

The bomb disposal team marched toward the teaching building.

Clad in their explosion-proof suits, they moved like hulking robots on stubby legs. It presented a rather comical sight.

However, the impending danger cast a shadow over their appearance and evoked worry.

All eyes remained fixed on the screen. The camera tracked them until they finally reached the classroom of Year 1 Class 1.

As they gazed upon the childish backpack hanging beside the desk, everyone unconsciously held their breath.

It was truly difficult to fathom.

A variety show that highlighted the beauty of society was now airing such a perilous scene.

Simultaneously, the pistol came into view.

Livestream viewers found themselves in a state of mixed excitement and confusion.

Initially assuming it was all part of the variety show's script, their excitement rekindled upon seeing the pistol.

"Oh my goodness, a Desert Eagle!"

"This was my favorite pistol back when I played games. I even had a model of it. I recognized it at a glance."

"How can it be the real deal? Are you guys out of your minds?!"

"Nonsense. If it weren't real, why would they deploy so many police officers?"

"Oh my god, I need to use the bathroom, but I don't have coverage there. This is torture!"

At this juncture, the voice of Saa reverberated.

"Ladies and gentlemen!

"At first, I thought it was a toy gun, but the genuine metallic sensation upon touching it left me stunned!

"I've visited shooting ranges and military martial arts competitions!

"I've handled numerous actual guns!

"While I can't assert with 100% certainty, I can give you my insight.

"The gun's weight feels remarkably authentic, and the gun's body is composed of metal

"I believe there's a high probability that the gun is real, but confirmation from a professional is still necessary. Please bear with us a bit longer!"

As he spoke, the officer in the video picked up the Desert Eagle.

After a slight jolt, he adeptly removed the magazine and extracted the bullets one by one.

In a short while, seven golden bullets gleamed in his palm!

Goosebumps crept all over Saa's body.

He swiftly inquired, "Captain Zhao, based on the current situation, is this gun... authentic?"

Captain Zhao's gaze remained fixed on the screen.

He furrowed his brow and replied, "The bullet specifications are accurate. Barring any unforeseen issues, it should be the real deal."

Upon hearing this, the audience in the livestream chat erupted with enthusiasm.

"Oh my goodness!"

"That's absolutely impressive. I got goosebumps all over!"

"I have an artwork crafted from bullet casings at home. These bullets are undeniably genuine!"

"Observe how the explosion-proof officer is so acquainted with it. A toy gun would never elicit such familiarity!"

"This is incredible, folks. I resorted to using a teacup to relief myself. I have no regrets!"

In spite of the playful interactions, the netizens were still taken aback.

These were bona fide bullets!

The texture, the color—even if they weren't authentic, their potential for power might be comparable!

After the officer cleared the pistol, he unlatched the safety, pulled the bolt back, and squeezed the trigger.

He was attuned to the pistol's internal structure. It was a routine procedure for inspecting firearms.

After a while, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and reported, "Captain, it's an actual Desert Eagle!"

...

"Indeed…"

Saa felt his heart skip a beat upon hearing the voice emanating from the walkie-talkie.

He unconsciously cast a glance at Xia Zixin.

The little girl was gazing skyward as if everything were inconsequential.

Captain Zhao narrowed his eyes.

"It's an authentic firearm," he murmured to himself before promptly turning around and departing. He procured a communication device from his pocket.

Saa, an experienced host, immediately anticipated the ensuing events.

With the authenticity of the Desert Eagle confirmed, the presence or absence of grenades in Xia Zixin's bag became inconsequential.

The police were on their way. They were going to either apprehend or arrest her father!

However, something perplexed Saa.

Why would Xia Zixin's father manufacture such weaponry? Regardless of location, privately crafting firearms was illegal.

Could he genuinely be an arms smuggler??

He inadvertently glanced at Xia Zixin.

This innocent child was about to have her world come crashing down around her.

While remaining clueless to the nature of her father's unlawful pursuits, she took pride in him.

It was a truly pitiable situation.

"A genuine firearm!"

"Could this be part of the show? I saw Captain Zhao reporting the situation!"

"How could that be possible? No sane channel would dare orchestrate such a spectacle. A child bringing guns and grenades to school is far too terrifying!"

"What's most chilling is that her father crafted all these items himself!"

"Thank goodness we're in such a peaceful country. He'll merely receive a sentence. Anywhere else, he might lose his head!"

"The rule of law has spared him!"

"Today, this young girl prioritized righteousness over her family, didn't she?!"

The livestream audience was taken aback by this unforeseen turn of events.

They had all assumed it was scripted for the variety show.

However, upon witnessing Captain Zhao's reaction, they came to the realization that everything was authentic!

The variety show was legitimate, and so was the firearm!

At this juncture, the voice of the bomb squad officer once again resonated through the walkie-talkie.

"After further inspection, this gun had been loaded with training rubber bullets!"

Those present as well as the livestream audience collectively released a sigh of relief. The burdensome weight on their hearts was finally lifted.

Once the bomb disposal team had reloaded the bullets and firearms in batches, they arrived at Xia Zixin's seat.

The camera focused on the backpack containing the grenades!

The livestream audience tensed up again.

The detector inched closer.

Upon reaching the top of the bag, it emitted a series of beeping sounds.

Everyone's breath caught.

Incredible!

There was something inside!

Captain Zhao, who had just completed his report, returned and locked his gaze onto the screen. His countenance was grim.

A few chat messages floated by in the livestream.

"Friendly reminder: You can breathe now!"

Everyone awaited the officer's unveiling of the bag's contents.

Had it not been for these messages, many might have forgotten to breathe.

The officer gingerly unzipped the bag.

With two fingers, he parted the bag's opening and peered inside.

"Five grenades: tear gas, flashbangs, smoke grenades, and two 'lemons'!"

Yes, two lemons.

However, these weren't fruit; they were F-1 Fragmentation Grenades, humorously referred to as "lemons"!