"Opened?" I exclaimed.

The fat man took a sip: "Damn, it seems to be locked." ”

My head was dizzy, and my heart was filled with anger. Hurried to see the copper lock that was still made by the fat man, but the complexity of the mechanism, I didn't see anything at this level for a long time.

"You're not awesome, why did you lock it up." I yelled angrily.

The fat man sighed: "I'm careless, I didn't expect the lock cylinder to be so sensitive, and I just took down the ulnar tooth that pressed the reed, and it was locked." ”

"Sensei said so much, even if it is gold in the box, it has nothing to do with you today."

"What you said, the living can still suffocate urine to death, this method doesn't work, then let's use other methods." The fat man still swore and swore it.

Somehow, I felt a sense of impatience in my heart from just now. I don't know where this impatience comes from, but I just feel like my surroundings are a little nervous, but it doesn't come from being fat.

Because of this feeling, my voice became a little deeper.

"I said you don't talk nonsense, open it if you can, and let's leave when we're done."

"Done." The fat man only said one word, and his hands were busy again.

I felt a little uncomfortable, so I didn't care if the floor was clean or not, and sat on the ground.

The three of us were in the room for a long time and no one spoke anymore. Except for the sound of the fat man's metal rubbing of the diamond lock, there was only the sound of the old generation's heavy breathing.

Somehow, I leaned against the box and quickly took a nap, but it must not have been long, and when I opened my eyes again, the fat man was still picking the lock. Looking at his appearance, it should be a little effective, and there are three ulnar teeth on the big wooden box.

Click...... Click...... Click......

The fat man made this regular sound when he picked the lock, and I didn't speak, just looked at the fat man who was still struggling to pick the lock.

For maybe thirty seconds, I felt something strange about the image in my eyes and the sound in my ears. Because I was in a trance, I thought about it for a long time, and a lightning bolt flashed through my brain, and I realized the problem.

The fat man's movements were not in sync with the sound in my ears, and I thought at first that it might be that I was still in a hazy state. But after a while, I came to my senses, and I finally realized that this was not easy.

A clever man, I instantly switched from leaning on a wooden box to a sitting position. The fat man was still so engrossed in the lock that he didn't notice me at all. But when I looked up, I saw the old man leaning on the big wooden box, looking at me with his hands folded.

I ignored him, and was about to stretch comfortably, but at the same time I realized that something was wrong, the rhythmic clicking sound disappeared when I was awake instantly, but when I thought about it, I knew that it was actually when I sat up.

Immediately, I thought of the source of the sound, and immediately put my ear to the box I had just leaned onto. Almost at the same time as the ears were pressed against the walls of the box, that rhythmic click...... The clicking sound came to my ears again.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that my movements were strange, the old generation stood still and asked, and lowered his arms around him.

I put a finger to my mouth and let out a shush. He immediately shut his mouth and slowly stepped over the fat man to my side.

The fat man made a loud noise of prying the King Kong lock, and the old generation grabbed it and asked him not to get it yet. The fat man wanted to speak, but was also stopped by the old generation.

The two of them waited for a while, and when they saw that I was still listening, they probably became anxious, so the old generation also put his ear directly on the box.

As soon as his ears touched the wall of the box, his face immediately changed, and his brows furrowed.

"There's movement in the box." He listened for a moment and then blurted out.

"What's going on? I'll hear it. As he spoke, the fat man put down the tools in his hand and brought his fat head over as well.

After listening to it, he pulled us away. At the same time, he shouted: "Get up." ”

"Grandma's years, any demons and monsters dare to come out to scare people." He pulled us apart and cursed again.

After speaking, his words were followed by a few heavy blows. The box was kicked with a few loud noises. As if he had found it too hard to kick, he picked up his unloaded pneumatic harpoon gun and smashed the wall with the butt.

After a few clicks, I didn't see any echo from the box, and the fat man should have noticed this, so he stopped what he was doing, and his efforts were not in vain.

The old generation said with a helpless face: "Your movement, the ghosts have scared you back." The sound was rhythmic, not quite like something living had made. ”

As he spoke, Lao Dai pushed the fat man away and returned to the box. I stood there and didn't hear that sound.

I thought it was strange that if there was something in the box, it should be because I could hear that clicking sound from my position, but I don't know if it was from the time I was pulled away by the fat man, or when the fat man knocked on the wooden box, that sound was inaudible.

Lao Dai's ears were attached to the box, and after a while, he moved his head, got up and said to the two of us: "The sound is still there, I'm afraid it's not the movement in the box." ”

"That ......" was just one word, and I thought of another possibility. Then I went to verify this possibility.

There was a lot of dust on the ground, and although I didn't pay much attention to these things, it was still a bit challenging to put my ears on it. But fortunately, the ground in the center of the room was blown out of a clean area by a detonator, so I just got down and put my ear on the ground.

Click...... Click...... Click......

Immediately there was a series of that clicking sounds, and the rhythm of the sound was slow, about once a minute and a half seconds. At this point, the sound of this method became clearer, which completely confirmed my suspicion.

The sound came from a cabin in a big ship, and it was as if someone was hitting the wooden walls of the cabin with something, and the rhythm was so well controlled that it hardly looked like a person could do anything.

As I listened, I waved them to listen, and when they lay down, I half-crouched up. Seeing that they listened for a while, they immediately opened their mouths.

"Looks like the people in the cabin are knocking something on the walls of the cabin."

The fat man's face was very strange, his brows were furrowed, and the corners of his eyes were almost narrowed into a line: "This ......, this doesn't sound right." ”

Bang bang bang......

I was looking at the fat man, and suddenly a sound came from next to me, and I was startled. When I looked back, I realized that it was the old generation who was hitting the wooden floor with a pneumatic harpoon gun.

"The sound is different, it's not like it's being tapped."

I just thought about it for a moment and said, "There are many factors that affect sound, such as material, percussion, depth or distance that will affect the frequency of the sound we hear. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I picked up the short harpoon and tapped it on the wooden wall on one side a few times, and my words were immediately confirmed by me personally, and the sound was indeed no longer the sound of the old generation just now.

The old generation nodded, and his mouth still made an oh oh sound. After a while, he asked, "It's possible that the gang made a noise, but why did they do it?" ”

"Asking for help, yes, they are calling for help, they must have encountered some danger, and now they are making a voice in this way, looking for rescue." I said it twice, and it immediately became clear that my conjecture was very reasonable.

"That's not right. It stands to reason that they shouldn't know that there are other people on the ship, right, since there is no one, they still ask for help from that doorman? ”

When my mind is back on track, I always think of a reasonable answer quickly, and as soon as I hear another question from the old generation, I immediately give an answer.

"There are two possibilities, the first is that a few of them may have gotten lost in the boat, and one or more of them are in danger and are now seeking help from another group of people in this way."

I paused and swallowed before continuing: "The second is that when we were sabotaging just now, they heard the sound of the detonator exploding, and it is easiest to transmit this sound in the cavity of the wooden hull. So they probably think that someone else is on the boat and is now trying to knock on the cabin waiting for us to rescue them. ”

After saying that, I was already completely convinced of such a perfect reasoning. The fat man got up from the ground at this time, clapped his hands, and suddenly looked me up and down.

"Okay, my ability to make up stories has improved a lot."

I was annoyed and wanted to have a seizure, but the old generation preemptively spoke: "What did you find after listening to it for so long?" I think there's some truth in what this little brother said. ”

As soon as I heard this, I couldn't help but raise my head. The fat man waved his hand and walked to the side of the big wooden box again.

"What kind of rescue, have you ever seen people in danger, knocking on things and knocking out rhythms? It's the sound of the waves crashing against the walls of the boat, look at the fuss you guys are all about. ”

I wanted to say something, but when I think about it, I think it was really the sound of the waves crashing against the outer wall of the cabin, and it happened to be a slight shake of the hull of the ship a few times, and I was absolutely surprised that it was indeed the waves.

The fat man returned to the big wooden box, and when he turned around and didn't find the short harpoon, he snatched it from me and started to pick the lock again.

Which lock really didn't take the fat man's strength, and it took half an hour. There are already seven or eight ulnar teeth on the lid of the box.

That is, after removing these, the fat man immediately let out a cry of joy: "It is finished." ”

Seeing this, Lao Dai and I, who were on both sides, leaned up again, and saw that when the King Kong lock in the fat man's hand was removing the eighth ulnar tooth, the rest immediately fell off with a bang.

"It seems that fakes are not only available now, it turns out that the ancestors will also play this kind of routine." I sighed when I saw this.

The fat man answered: "Oh, I really have to thank the ancestor for mixing half of the fake, otherwise the last half would have to be dismantled for two hours." ”

"Sixteen feet seems to be just a gimmick, it is used to bluff us, if you really use sixteen feet, I'm afraid that so much volume, the cost is also quite expensive." After speaking, the old generation hurriedly urged the fat man.

At this point, I was a little excited, and my curiosity about the contents of the box was at its peak. Although it was obvious that the fat man was also in a hurry, the two of us were still in a hurry.

The box was opened by the three of us. I was in charge of the lighting, and when the lid was lifted, the light shone in, and a blinding white light reflected off the box, making me feel a little dazed.