Thermit?

No, thermite, as a chemical mixture, is absolutely unavailable in this environment, so what else is there to do?

Tinfoil?

That's right, tin foil!

Silent eyes lit up, as if thinking of a way, but then fell into trouble again, tin foil has the characteristics of unlocking, the principle is the plasticity of tin foil, can be soft or hard, inserted into the lock hole will bite the lock cylinder, when the tin foil completely bite the lock cylinder, it will form a tin foil key, so as to open the door lock.

A way that even ordinary people can easily open the door, but the dilemma now is that silence cannot obtain tin foil.

Originally, tin foil could be obtained for the packaging of cigarettes and chocolates, but the problem is that after they deliver the food, they will remove the packaging and replace it with paper plates and bowls.

Minutes and seconds passed slowly, and countless thoughts flashed through Silent Mind, and then he killed them and started over.

The evolutionaries in the corridor started a new round of discussion, and the silence would also insert a few words into the chat atmosphere from time to time to maintain a sense of existence.

Three minutes later, Shen Mo suddenly thought of quiet, what was he doing!

Why hasn't he spoken since he put on Hazelx's identity?

A lot of thinking in my brain is like a machine speeding up and spinning and heating up, and I am a little dizzy, and I have no idea for a while.

Sure enough, jailbreaking is a technical job, and thinking about people's hearts is a technology in technology.

Medicine!

Silent suddenly thought of medicine, will there be aluminum foil on the packaging of the medicine?

In this case, is aluminum foil a substitute for tin foil?

Thinking of this, Shen Mo slapped the button in front of the door again, and with the neat footsteps in the corridor in the distance, the voices of everyone discussing stopped abruptly, as if no one wanted to expose the plan, and everyone entered a state of short-term alliance.

As the two overseers walked up to Shen Mo, everyone in the surrounding cells leaned against the iron door to look in Shen Mo's direction.

"I have some headaches and wish I could get some medicine."

The Overseer glanced at the silence, nodded and said nothing, and less than a minute later, a man walked up to him with a paper plate and glass.

There were two white pills on the plate, and Shen Mo was a little disappointed, and sure enough, even the medicine was unpacked and delivered.

Seeing off the regulator in disappointment, he looked at the two pills and water cups in his hand silently, and was a little stunned.

What now?

Shen Mo's mood became more and more anxious, if all the scripts had a limited strength similar to Hazelx, what would his sister do?

Will the sister who has lost her strength be able to survive?

Shen Mo casually threw the pill on the ground, holding the water glass and drinking it all, he suddenly regretted that maybe he shouldn't have pulled Quiet into the script.

Maybe it shouldn't be a dead rat.

But at this point, I can only continue to think about it in addition to helplessness, or hope that others will have a way to open the door.

Maybe it's okay to be quiet?

Shen Mo shook his head and tried to keep himself awake, no, I can't count on him!

Crunch.

The paper cup in his hand was silently crumpled into a ball, thrown on the ground, walked back to the bed with heavy legs, and fell down in a daze facing the mattress.

Simmons's softness and hardness were moderate, and when he lay down, Shen Mo didn't want to get up, turned over and looked at the shed, and muttered to himself: "I can't give up, I must have a way." ”

Tired, tired, heavy eyelids.

Shen Mo is too tired, since the second mutation in the world, his nerves have been tense, even if the script is out, he is also involved in the monster attack campus, and then the tiger head monster, the flame snake king, the dream, in this script.

In total, it was less than a day, and the tense nerves were like a taut belt, and at this time it was more like it was about to be disconnected, more like someone was pricking his head with an electric drill near his temple, and the center of his eyebrows was like a needle constantly pricking him, and he had a splitting headache and was extremely uncomfortable.

He really wanted to get a good night's sleep, but now that it was quiet here, his sister didn't know what danger there was, and he needed to race against time to get out of here, and even complete the script and join his sister, but the way he thought of couldn't be achieved at the moment, which made him a little devastated.

Once a person enters a negative emotion, he becomes depressed, and so does silence, although he knows a lot of knowledge, but here, it seems that nothing is used.

Squeak squeak~.

The air conditioner on the wall turned on and made a creaking sound, and the cold wind blew out along the shutter window, silently watching the air conditioner fall into reverie.

Air conditioning?

Copper pipes?

Silence sat up quickly like a nervous disorder, his eyes staring at the air conditioner, his mind roaring.

Syllable!

"Why am I so stupid!" Shen Mo slapped his forehead hard, hurriedly got up, stepped on the mattress, and held up the air conditioner with both hands.

The air conditioner is hanging, and the structure is that there is a bracket on the wall, which is silently and forcefully propped up, and the air conditioner is suddenly lifted.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the air conditioner was directly torn off by silence and fell to the ground, and the broken plastic shell was scattered all over the ground.

Silently jumped off the mattress and searched carefully for the broken air conditioner, which was also an old-fashioned air conditioner, with a large amount of copper wires and four half-meter-long, pinky-thick copper coils.

Click.

Shen Mo unswiped a piece of broken plastic and pulled out four copper pipes wrapped in a protective layer of foam, which he wanted to process and transform.

There was no shortage of electricity in this cell, and he had to make a simple high-frequency electric heater to heat the iron pillar to 1538 degrees Celsius, thus melting the iron door hinge.

The principle of electric heating is very simple, the empty withering parts are enough to complete, mainly to wrap the copper wire group on a piece of iron, as energy storage, leave the two poles of the two wires, connect two on the copper pipe respectively, and electrify the iron pillar.

But the danger factor of doing this is also extremely great, and if you don't get it right, you will hurt yourself, but Shen Mo doesn't care about these at all at this time.

He was sure, but now there was still a piece of iron that was enough to wrap the wire group for energy storage, his eyes scanned the room, his eyes stayed on the iron mirror of the dresser, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly after a little thought, it was it!

Shen Mo walked quickly to the iron mirror, pressed his fingers on the center of the mirror, and with a little force, the four corners of the mirror were slightly cocked.

The other hand bends a corner along the gap, and then the two hands grab the bent corner and tear it hard, fortunately, the mirror is glued, and the tearing is also skillful, and it is not too troublesome.

Bang dang~~~.

The mirror made a trembling sound when it fell to the ground, and the mirror that was torn off was an iron sheet, about 3 mm thick, 80 cm long, and 50 cm wide. ”

The silence began by tearing off the empty dwelling, and he did not deliberately restrain his movements, and the sound that made him attracted him, and as he asked, the voices in the corridor that were originally discussing each other paused.

Creak~.

The iron mirror was directly folded in half, and Shen Mo stepped on it a few times to make sure it was folded tightly, and then folded it in half again.

When he folded in half for the third time, Shen Mo couldn't move a little, and his arms began to tremble with the iron sheet, and he had to do it, because it would be the key.

At this time, the iron mirror had been silently folded into a triangle, and it was no longer able to be folded, and it was even more important to pick up the compressor from the wreckage of the air conditioner and use it as a hammer to become a blacksmith.

While.

While.......

As the sound of metal intersecting spread through the corridor, everyone began to be curious, and after the members of the Eight Dao Society preached, many people shouted after him: "What are you doing, can't you really smash the iron door!" ”

"Shut up!"

Many people look forward to it, and at this time, when the discussion is fruitless, someone will stand up and think of a way, which will always make people want to rely on, and many people begin to hope that silence can help everyone get out of the cell.

But when the forest is bigger, the varieties of birds are also complicated, and naturally some people are not happy with the silence, and they curse and shout in their mouths.

Shen Mo ignored it completely, the compressor in his hand had been deformed by his hammer, and the iron sheet was getting tighter and tighter, but this was not enough at all, he wanted at least one piece, not one.

When Dangdang's voice continued to come out, everyone could not hear the silent answer, and as time went on, most people began to feel a little irritable.

"Can you stop knocking on it, when you are dangdang, it's annoying to death!" This voice was not far from silence, it was the person from the Nine-Headed Dragon Guild.

As soon as the members of the Eight Dao Society heard that it was him, they immediately came to their senses, and said mockingly: "When I go out, I will let you know what Dangdang is!" ”

"You little cub of the Eight Dao Society!"