After the druid patiently explained the rules of the ring to Ai Qing, it was time to return to the cell.

His attitude towards the druids has improved slightly, at least not as much as he had the urge to beat up the druids before, but what the druids said to him about apprenticeship was completely filtered out as.

Before the bell rang, Ai Qing was already at the entrance of the steps, and as soon as the bell rang, he would immediately rush back to the cell, using the lights in the corridor to find the projectile of the other half.

"Ding~" The starting horn sounded, and Ai Qing drilled into the cell like the wind.

His action shocked the guards standing on the side thought that he was going to rebel, and the batons were pulled out, but they found that Ai Qing had already entered the cell, leaving the guards with a confused face standing there, very embarrassed.

In order to avoid embarrassment, the guard waved the baton in his hand and beat the innocent prisoners passing by, and kept shouting: "Hurry up, let me go quickly!"

The moment Ai Qing stepped into the cell with both feet, the whole person fell to the ground, and began to search inch by inch from the door, and one minute was enough time for him to search around the cell.

The prison uniform rubbed against the ground, turning from black and white to pure black, and to his despair, until the cell door closed, he still didn't see the shadow of the other half of the projectile, which seemed to evaporate out of thin air.

He sat on the bed, holding half a projectile in one hand and scratching the back of his head with the other, and said to himself, "Is it really melted as the monkey said?

He groped for the ground again, almost licking it with his tongue.

Ai Qing, who was full of question marks, lay on the bed, rolling over and over, he couldn't figure it out, so angry that he slammed the bed with his hands, making a "dong dong" sound, which was so empty and crisp.

He suddenly woke up and shouted, "Damn! I forgot that the bed was empty, I was a stupid person, stupid like a monkey." ”

Although the bed under him was hollow, there were baffles on all sides, leaving a gap of only one centimeter between it and the ground, and the diameter of the projectile was about two centimeters, but if it was half a projectile, it seemed that it could just burrow under the bed.

"Smack, smack. Ai Qing slapped himself twice as a small punishment for his mistake.

He lay on the ground, and tentatively reached under the bed with his hand, but it could only reach the length of a fingertip, and even if he could touch the projectile, he couldn't take it out, let alone touch it now.

It was pitch black in front of her, everything could only be relied on luck, even if the cell door was opened, the light could not shine under the bed, which made Ai Qing very difficult, could it be that the bed was dismantled? What a violent idea.

However, since he thought of it, he would do it, and the baffles around the bed were one, and there was no way to remove them, so he had to put the target on it.

I saw Ai Qing climb onto the bed, buckle the sponge mattress above, revealing the wooden bed board below, Ai Qing touched the bed board with her hand, and found that it was the simplest structure, made of long wooden planks spliced together, and the two sides were fixed on the baffles on both sides with nails.

Ai Qing, who didn't have any tools, sat on the bed board, thinking about how to remove the bed board, and whether to buckle it with her hand? But there was not even a gap between the bed boards, and her fingernails couldn't reach in.

"I don't believe I can't cure you with a wooden board?"

Ai Qing stood up, pressed the bed board, exerted force on both legs, jumped up, and stepped down fiercely, the next picture was like a child playing on a trampoline, Ai Qing kept jumping on the bed, trying to break the bed board.

While jumping, he said angrily: "I don't believe it, you still keep it?"

After his unremitting efforts, when he jumped a hundred times, there was a slight cracking sound on the bed board, and a crack appeared on it, but Ai Qing couldn't see it, and still jumped there desperately, making a loud sound, attracting the patrol officer.

"What are you doing?" the patrolman looked at Ai Qing standing on the bed through the small window of the cell door.

"Uh, do sports, exercise, roar!"

Ai Qing instantly lay on the bed and began to do push-ups, looking very hard, and even played tricks, from two hands, to one hand, to one finger to do push-ups.

This stupid behavior made the patrol officer speechless, and he left after throwing him a word of "neurosis".

Seeing the small window on the cell door closed, Ai Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't dare to jump so hard anymore, this time it was a fool's errand, and next time she changed to another patrolman, maybe something would happen.

"Huh?

Ai Qing lay on the bed, and suddenly found that the bed board in the abdomen was obviously dented, and when she touched it with her right hand, a ten-centimeter-long crack was on the wooden board.

There is no need to step on it, Ai Qing sat up, took off her prison uniform and tied it to her right hand, touched the location of the crack with her left hand, aimed at the target, pulled the bow with her right arm, and gathered the strength of her whole body on her right fist.

With his muffled roar, his right fist quickly fell, cutting through the air and pointing at the location of his left hand.

"Boom!" With a bang, the wooden board broke under the force of his right fist, startling a large amount of dust and choking Ai Qing coughing incessantly.

If one plank is already broken, then the rest of the planks attached to it are not a problem at all.

Ai Qing knelt on the bed, her hands reached under another plank, her ten fingers clasped under it, the muscles of her arms bulged, the green tendons on her forehead bulged, and she completely relied on brute force to lift the remaining plank.

One by one, they were violently demolished by Ai Qing, but they did not attract the patrol police, and he became more and more rampant, and the speed of dismantling the bed became faster and faster.

"Bang!"

Another plank was lifted, and this was already the fourth, and Ai Qing could stand in a hollow position, stepping on the ground under the bed.

Ai Qing rubbed her hands full of sawdust, stomped her feet and prepared to open the next piece, but found that there seemed to be something wrong with the texture and sound under her feet, the ground under this bed was different from the other floors in the cell, and there was a metallic sound coming from stepping on it.

Out of curiosity, he stomped his foot vigorously a few more times, confirming that it was a metallic sound, and that it was somewhat similar to the sound he had made when he knocked on the bed board before

A feeling of emptiness.

"Is it empty down here?"

Ai Qing took off her shoes and stepped on them with her bare feet, the coldness swept through her body, as if she was stepping on ice, and what was even more surprising was that there were raised screw caps on the iron plate, which Ai Qing could not touch on the walls of the cell.

With a new discovery, Ai Qing's speed of dismantling the bed became faster, and she didn't care about the size of the sound, she dismantled the bed board fiercely, and if she couldn't remove it, she stepped on it directly.

When he dismantled half of the whole bed, he stopped his movements, at the current level, he could completely bend down and drill under the bed, there was no need to dismantle it again, if he dismantled it again, then he could only sleep on the ground in the future, and if a guard came in and found that the bed had collapsed, he would definitely trouble Ai Qing.

Ai Qing held on to the rest of the bed, sat flat on the ground, her eyebrows were level with the bed, her two hands grasped the ground, and pushed down hard, and her whole body slid to the bottom of the bed.

One rolled over and lay on the ground, and the other half of the projectile had been found by him, and sure enough, it rolled under the bed.

He took the two halves of the projectile in his hand, wiped the dust on it, slowly pressed them to his pupils, closed his eyes, squeezed the eagle eye inside into the projectile, and quickly fastened it.

"It's really annoying that there is no electricity, is that fake Leng Yixing a fool? Why don't you charge it and send it in. Ai Qing not only did not thank Leng Yixing, but also criticized him.

Solving the problem of the projectile, he started the metal matter under the bed again, his ear was attached to the metal plate, he hooked the middle finger of his left hand, and knocked it lightly a few times, and a crisp sound came into his ears, and he was sure that it was empty.

Ai Qing lay on the ground and recalled the map he had seen in Eagle Eye before, which recorded the structure under the cell, but he was too shocked at the time, and the structure below was like twine, so he didn't study it carefully.

Hou Yan had described to him before that the situation when he was confined, the temperature was high enough to set his shoes on fire, but at such a high temperature, the location of the bed became the safest place, and Hou Yan hid in the bed for several hours.

And this bed is made of wood, although it is not as low as the ignition point of cloth shoes, it is not intact, and the heat insulation is particularly good.

Whether it was all intentional on the part of the prison, or was there something else, he couldn't help but think of what it looked like when it was heated underground, except for the bowls and containers, he didn't see where the engine was, but he did feel the vibration of the cell.

"Could it be that down here is the control center for those heating units?"

If you think about it this way, it seems that everything is sorted out, there is an engine under the bed, and the material of the ground is different, so naturally it will not heat like other floors, and a low temperature zone is formed right in the position of the bed.

After all, the purpose of confinement is punishment, not killing, and there must be a way for people to live.

Ai Qing put the projectile in a safe place, then lay on the ground again, fumbling for the screw caps around the metal plate under the bed.

This one has two larger metal plates spliced together

Together, if you count it separately, there are three screws on each of the four edges of each iron plate, and if you throw away the overlapping piece in the middle, that is, there are a total of thirteen screws, and what Ai Qing stepped on before was the screw that connected the piece.

Ai Qing determined the location of all the screws, he only needed to take out an iron plate to get in, but he just thought about it and laughed at himself: "I don't study how to escape from prison, what to worry about under this bed, and if I get in, I will electrocute myself again......"

Before he finished his words, his brain reacted at once, the device below is powered on, so if he gets into it, wouldn't he use it to charge Hawkeye?

Ai Qing is a typical executor, as long as he thinks it is the right thing, then he must do it immediately, which can also be understood as an acute child, different acute children will make mistakes in many times because they are in a hurry, but Ai Qing will not.

The two hands touched the two top screws, which were twice as large as ordinary household screws, and the screwdrivers in the middle needed to be screwdrivers, but Ai Qing didn't have anything now, where to find a screwdriver.

He twisted the screw vigorously with his hand, but the screw was not stressed at all, the line did not move, and the action could not continue. , hoping for a miracle.

Ai Qing didn't expect to find the tool, and just as he was about to give up looking for another way, a metal button rolled out of his pants.

This button was the one that Hou Yan had stolen before, it fell from the patrol officer's clothes, and it was stuffed into the underwear by Hou Yan at that time, so Ai Qing's jumping just now didn't shake out, and at this critical moment, it rolled out very interestingly.