Feng Yin stared at the ID name in the comment area of the live broadcast room, and asked sincerely: "Can this be faked?" ”

[According to my analysis, it will not be faked, that is, this account is real. 】

[Feng Yin broke the law? 】

[Please have a little common sense upstairs, if you really break the law, the police will come to ask you in person, instead of calling you.] 】

"Drip-drip--"

Feng Yin's cell phone rang again, and this time she answered the phone and said hello very politely.

"How do you know where I am? Ahh ”

Feng Yin hung up the phone and shouted, "Stop!" ”

Zhang Boer stepped on the brakes, and Li Sanyi, who was unprepared, was strangled by the seat belt and his ribs hurt.

Feng Yin had already opened the car door and ran out, Li Sanyi quickly followed, Zhang Boer parked the car and followed.

Next, the people in the live broadcast room saw Feng Yin running, crossing the road, and rushing into a community despite the obstruction of the doorman.

The security guard in the back persistently chased after the three people running in front.

"Stop! Stand still! Register, register! ”

The wind groaning in front of him suddenly stopped, and in a turn, a comrade police officer came on.

"Wind Groan, come with me."

The security guard who chased after him looked at it and finally stopped chasing.

Went over there, it must have been that thing.

At the same time, Feng Yin handed the mobile phone to Li Sanyi in the back, and the four of them went around a building and saw a noisy crowd, ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars.

Everyone's heads are looking upwards in unison, and Li Sanyi's lens is also upward.

[There are people on the roof! Someone is going to jump off a building. 】

[Why did you jump off the building and come to the wind? 】

[It's not certain that so many people can jump. 】

Some people said cool words, but they didn't use the wind to scold back, and netizens have spontaneously scolded back.

At this time, Feng Yin followed the police upstairs and went to the top floor.

One ladder and one household, after the elevator is opened, there is a very wide space, a pink girl decoration style, several firefighters standing at the door, and a lot of door-breaking tools on the ground.

"Wind Groan, can you open the lock? I've called another lockpicking company, but it's too far away, you're the closest. “

"This door is so fucking sturdy, it's still some kind of bank safe lock."

The police were in a hurry, the fire department was in a hurry, and Feng Yin had already stepped forward and touched the door with one hand.

"If it's broken, you won't lose money, right?" Feng Yin looked at the police and explained tightly: "Confirm it, this door is more than three million, although I don't have to worry about a lot of debts, I don't want another three million." ”

"You don't have to pay for it!"

Wind Yin nodded, picked up a hammer on the ground, and slammed it towards the door before the crowd could react.

"Boom ——-"

The door was smashed into a thumb-sized pit.

"The wind groans, smash it, don't-"

"Boom ——-"

The second hammer, a different position, a pit of different sizes.

"It's hard to open! Why don't you ——-"

"Boom ——-"

The third hammer, still in a different position, this time there is not even a pit left.

The policeman on the side wanted to say something, but the fire chief next to him pulled him back and said, "She's picking the lock, breaking the lock inside the door." ”

"Boom ——-"

After the fourth hammer, Feng Yin put down the hammer and asked for a set of gadgets from the firefighters.

The gadget, with a very thin wire, was attached to the door lock, and his two hands twisted up and down, left and right.

In the live broadcast room, the stairwell was quiet, allowing Feng Yin to concentrate on unlocking.

In the silence, you can hear the sound of the lock core turning.

Five seconds, ten seconds, thirteen seconds....

"Click!"

"It's on!"