"Boss, why can't I get it in?"
"Add some oil."
"Is it okay now?"
"It's still a little tight."
"It still doesn't work."
"You useless thing. You can't even open a lock." Colby slapped the sweaty Skinny across his head. He went forward to peep into the keyhole himself. The black keyhole was no different from other normal keyholes. He took over the thin metal wire and poked in, but the metal wire was obstructed after a while as if the keyhole was stuffed with something.
"Who the heck is so shameless to stuff things into people's keyholes?" Colby said, feeling rather pissed. He peeped into the keyhole again. It was still black and nothing else could be seen. He had no idea what was blocking it.
He tried to poke around with the metal wire, but there was no progress at all. Colby, who was sweating profusely now, threw the metal wire aside, and furiously said, "Fatty, smash the door in!"
