Crack ... Crack ... Crack ...
In the dark corridor, there was the sound of metal rubbing against metal. It turned out that Zhao Yu was looking for the keys of the prison guards.
"Zhao Yu, are you sure you can do it?" Miao kun could not see the situation clearly. He stood in front of cell 18 and asked anxiously,"don't you have a gun? Lock it up and open it?"
"Are you crazy or am I crazy?" Zhao Yu was depressed."Shooting can open the lock? Also, are you worried that no one will notice us? You're really something!"
Then, Zhao Yu took out a flashlight, turned it on, and shone it on the key.
"I'll go!" "Why didn't you take out your flashlight earlier?" Miao kun scolded.
Zhao Yu had taken the flashlight from the two prison guards. Because he had invisible night vision, he had not used it yet.
However, the night vision device couldn't see anything very clearly, so he had to turn on the flashlight and shine it at the two sets of keys.