The wire reached out from the gap of the door. It first twisted left and right a few times, looking rather excited, like a dog that had gone out to have fun. However, it did not forget what it wanted to do, soon looking for the keyhole.
The people in the room heard the sound of the front of the wire scratching the door. After about half a minute, the wire seemed to have found the position of the door lock. After going in and fiddling around inside for a while, with a click, the door that was locked from the inside was finally opened again. The young man was quite pleased with himself as he put the iron wire back into his pocket.
He was about to push the door open when he was stopped by the repairman. "We don't know what's going on outside. Should we discuss what to do if we encounter a battle later?"
"What's there to be afraid of? We have Simon on our side," the young man said confidently. "No matter what enemies are outside, we'll just trample them."
