Nobody saw how far Chen Zhao had thrown the bomb. They all looked outside but did not see it.
In fact, Chen Zhao had kept the bomb in his spatial ring. He could have done it way earlier.
After the bomb was discovered, he had been trying to search for an opportunity to keep it in the ring.
He clearly could not do so under everyone's eyes.
"We did it?!"
"Yes, we're alive!"
"You saved everyone on the plane!"
Everyone was bursting with excitement, while Chen Zhao returned to his seat in silence.
Margaret glanced at Chen Zhao. "Aren't you excited? You just saved everyone here."
Chen Zhao shrugged. "I didn't do much."
Margaret looked at him again and then at those who had jointly opened the door just now. They were all celebrating wildly, even enjoying the cheers of other passengers.
Chen Zhao's reaction was obviously abnormal. Margaret was more certain that Chen Zhao had a mental disorder.