His words were very calm, but they were exceptionally determined.
Jia Zizai smoked and stared at the man in front of him. "What if you can't open the door?"
"I have already touched it," Zhong Liuchuan said. "It has been loosened."
Jia Zizai was shocked.
"Smoking is bad for your health. You should stop it." Zhong Liuchuan got up and left.
Jia Zizai thought, This is so mysterious. I'm listening to the truth, but what is the door?
With the sound of the door closing, there was only one person left in the room, who was still tied up.
"Hey, don't hurry to go! Stay with me and talk!" Jia Zizai yelled. "There isn't any entertainment! There's no TV, internet, or radio! It's hard!"
He had been thinking about how to escape for a few days, but his body was out of his control. He had a weakness that could not be described. It was an internal weakness. He simply could not move his body. It was very hard to even move a finger.
