It seems that Shen Jingyun was embarrassed by this nine-song secret lock that looked like a few years old, but he couldn't see how delicate it was, and even put away the signature wire.

I was secretly happy to be like this, since I couldn't open it, it meant that I didn't have to enter the little dark room that I resisted from the bottom of my heart.

But I didn't want to, Shen Jingyun suddenly looked at me and smiled faintly, flipped his hand, and took out a delicate-looking leather bag from the yellow cloth bag, only the size of a palm.

Just when I wondered what he was going to do, he shook his hand in a dashing manner, and the skin bag was untied, and became a leather cloth half an arm's length, on which were neatly pinned with all kinds of tools, from large to small, at least a hundred strange shapes.

It's like a top barber's kit, but the tools in it are too strange.

Just as I looked at it with a slight surprise, Shen Jingyun looked serious and calmly picked out a few needles as thin as a hair, some of which were curved and seemed to have hooks on them.

"Fortunately, it's just a nine-song secret lock, if you meet a top master, one hundred and eight songs in the middle, I'm afraid that all my time will be wasted on the lock tonight." As he spoke, he frowned slightly, and carefully stuffed a needle as thin as a hair into the lock.

It seemed to be carefully sensing, and then with a little force, I heard a "click".

He carefully used the hook on the needle itself to fasten it to the nine-curved dark lock. Then he took out a second needle.

Perhaps because he was afraid that I would be bored, Shen Jingyun said softly while he was busy: "This place is terrifying for you, isn't it?" After all, ordinary people always like to connect corpses with anything terrifying, and the appearance of corpses is really not very good, so you have a hard time adapting to it, right? ”

I asked myself, should I adapt my life to these things? When I looked up, I saw Shen Jingyun looking at me with his eyebrows raised.

Those eyes were as bright as they were when they first saw them.

Under his eyes, it was as if everything he said was taken for granted.

I had a strange emotion in my heart, and finally spoke: "Why didn't the police clean up such a cruel scene?" What can an iron lock and a cordon prevent? Are you really not afraid of ordinary people breaking it? What an impact that would make. ”

This is a question that I have been suppressing in my heart, and since Shen Jingyun mentioned it, I couldn't help but ask after all.

At this time, there was another "snap" sound, Shen Jingyun should have opened the second lock, and he said without raising his head: "This is also my initial question, and after seeing those black lines, I no longer doubt it completely." You can't clean up the scene here, just because you have to put a long line and catch big fish, which is one of them. Second, as you know before, this is a big murder building, and these black lines are closely related to the 'murder' of this building. ”

Shen Jingyun's words did not completely answer my question, but became more and more plausible in the fog.

But I couldn't ask anymore, so I could hear Shen Jingyun continue to say lightly in his ear: "I was the one who went upstairs to unlock the lock before, and I was the one who broke into here." If you change to someone else, you will be blocked before you go to the rooftop. I don't know how many related shadows have been laid here. And it just so happened that they recognized me, and I had actually found two shadows downstairs before, so when I got to this rooftop, even I didn't dare to act rashly, but contacted Huo Kai as soon as possible, understand? ”

The last three words, Shen Jingyun said gently and patiently, it is hard to imagine that he, who feels that he has few words, will explain it to me in such detail. My heart was slightly warmed for this inexplicable reason.

While speaking, Shen Jingyun did not stop the movements of his hands, and when we were silent for less than twenty seconds, there was another "snap" sound, and I had forgotten how many times it was.

Shen Jingyun showed a childlike smile on his face, his hand shook slightly, and the copper lock made the clearest "click" sound, and then opened in response.