“？？？” Andy's face was full of question marks, and he couldn't understand what it was all about, what it meant to understand everything, and what it meant to be in danger?

The phone on the desk had already finished playing the video, and it didn't take long for the screen to lock automatically, but suddenly the phone vibrated violently, as if someone was calling the policeman.

The phone moved around the table because of the vibration, and it began to spin in circles on the table weirdly, but it just didn't fall off the table.

Andy glanced at it and ignored it, now he just wants to find a way to call back the police who walked out, he really can't figure out what this is all about?

"Dude! Are you out there? Why did you hold me? What happened to me? Am I breaking the law? He shouted twice, but did not respond to him, and there was a transparent glass wall on the wall next to it, which was set up to make it easier for the police to observe the current state of the prisoners in the transcript room.

But looking through the glass, Andy could only see himself now, because it was one-way glass, and it was just a mirror to the people inside.

Everything became quiet. An eerie atmosphere rose from the room, and Andy felt that his scalp was numb, and there must be something wrong, but he couldn't find out where it was.

He glanced left and right, the room was cramped, there was nothing in the room that could be used to hide or hide, this must have been specially designed, once the person was locked in this chair, he was in a position that was extremely convenient for the outside world to observe.

Taking two deep breaths and regaining his composure, Andy is determined to find a way to free himself from the restraints he has been subjected to.

Looking at the handcuffs on his right hand, he tried to recall some of the materials he had read before when he was bored, and it seemed to mention how to remove the handcuffs.... After recalling for a while, he remembered what he had seen when he watched the movie before, and the main character freed his hands from the handcuffs by breaking his thumb and dislocating his thumb when he was interrogated.

So he stared at his right thumb and began to ponder whether he really had to use such a terrible method.... He hadn't tried what it was like to have a dislocated finger, and he must not have been very comfortable.

Just as he was grappling his thumb and preparing for a wave of miracles, the speaker rang again.

"Maybe you're brave now, but bravery is not the same as being reckless, think about what more reliable way to solve the trouble in front of you. If you do so for the first time and coincidentally succeed, your tendon nerve tissue will suffer severe damage in an instant, and the severe pain caused by this forced dislocation is enough to make you breathless, nauseous, vomiting, or even comatose, causing you to temporarily lose your mobility; If you're normal and don't make it eventually, you'll reap a mild self-harm injury while still stuck here, making everything worse. Andy glanced up at the speaker and wisely let go of his poor thumbs, but where is the so-called reliable solution?

There was nothing around to exploit, and the phone had stopped vibrating, but it couldn't reach it with one hand cuffed, and even if it did, it wouldn't help him undo the handcuffs.

To untie the handcuffs, perhaps use a long, hard rod to pry the falling iron inside the handcuff keyhole, and then restore the handcuffs from one-way to two-way motion.

He looked up and down, left and right, looking for something like a steel needle or a paper clip, but there was nowhere to go.

Searching for it, Andy suddenly noticed that the casual shoes he was wearing had laces on them, and the end of the laces was a stiff rod that matched his goal.

With the idea of trying it out, Andy unfastened the lace with difficulty with one hand, then removed it from the top of the shoe and used it to pick the teeth inside the keyhole.

After a few attempts, there seemed to be no signs of success.

"What the hell, what the hell is going on?!" Andy yelled irritably, but for some reason the lights in the room went out all of a sudden, which scared him so much that the laces in his hands fell to the ground.

"I..." Standing in the darkness, Andy felt that the air around him seemed to become viscous, the sense of oppression brought by the darkness was so direct, under its shroud, human beings fell into boundless fear uncontrollably, and there was no need for any means to break people's reason, and the cranky thoughts in people's minds had begun to eat away at themselves frantically.

"Ring, ring, ring...", the phone on the table rang again, and the brief illumination of the phone screen illuminated a small area in front of Andy's eyes, and he was able to see the shoelace that had fallen to the ground again, and immediately picked it up.

At the moment when he lowered his head and looked up again, he suddenly saw with the faint light of his mobile phone that the one-way glass seemed to be able to see through the outside a little in this environment.

The terrifying thing is that the shadow that came through on the other side of the glass was a large piece of ghost that resembled a mess of tree branches, and how could there be a shadow in this form in the police station....

"Oh my God, am I crazy or the world is crazy!" Sweating profusely, he continued to pry the handcuffs with the help of the bright light of his phone, and finally succeeded in opening the handcuffs after many times.

Rubbing his aching wrist, Andy stood in the dimly lit transcription room, not knowing what to do next.

The speaker behind the back suddenly made a sound again.

"Open the door." Andy subconsciously walked towards the door, but then suddenly realized that something was wrong. He looked back at the speaker in confusion, why the tone of his voice had become a little subtle this time, from the previous cold but tendentious hint from his point of view to the now empty command.

"Why did you open the door? Didn't you say that you were in danger before, why have you changed your tone again? The voice over the speaker didn't answer immediately, and after a moment of silence came a repeater-like response.

"Open-door." This time, Andy already sensed that something was wrong, the presence of the sound coming from behind the speaker had either been changed or some kind of change had taken place that he couldn't yet comprehend.

The phone on the table was still ringing, which upset Andy, and he wanted to just mute the phone and use it as a flashlight, but as soon as he picked up the phone, he saw a text message on it.

"You need to answer the phone quickly." Andy stared at this text message from an unknown being that was unrecognized by a mobile phone number, which one is this?

He hesitated, his finger on the answer button, not knowing whether to answer the call or not, but then another text message came to his phone.

"Don't rush to do this just yet, you need to lock the door immediately." Andy was slightly stunned, and immediately shone his mobile phone to the door, and was horrified to see that the door had opened a gap at this moment, and a long black hand was grabbing the door and slowly opening it.

That hand had six or seven fingers, each of which was as soft as a snake, and several times as long as Andy, so it was not a human hand no matter how you looked at it.

He ran to the door in three steps and two steps, leaned against the door, and forced the crack in the door that had just been opened shut.

The hand was so strong that Andy almost used all his strength to close the door, and was almost pushed back by that hand several times, but in the end he managed to close the door and lock it back.

There was a heavy knock behind the door, which grew louder and louder, almost slamming the door.

Voices came through the speakers again.

"Open the door." Andy ignored the voice and answered the call.

The signal on the other end of the phone seemed to be very bad, and it took a long time to hear some faint sounds like mosquitoes.

"Walls...... Mirror ..... "Andy almost had to stuff his phone into his ear, and he finally heard these words, but what does that mean?"

He looked at the walls around him, and there was nothing else to be done. There seemed to be a piece of stuff in the dark corner on the right, Andy took a picture of his phone, and found that it was supposed to be a propaganda poster or something, and at the bottom was a phone number, which should be a police station propaganda poster.

The main image is a police officer in a police uniform smiling at people, and the following is probably a slogan such as calling the police in time for trouble.

He moved his phone up slightly, and the light illuminated the top half of the poster. A twisted, resentful face stared at Andy.