Lin Qingliu, a game text planner, successfully hit the jackpot after his team's celebration feast, finding himself in a somewhat different world. Meteorite? What meteorite? Humanity is left wit...
When she walked into the office, she saw that the production line manager who was showing off his power yesterday was now huddled in the corner like a frightened quail.
His original desk was opened, revealing a dark green safe.
"Who put this in my office?
"I really don't know anything!"
The production line manager let out a howl that pleased Shi Jin, but she didn't believe anything in it.
The young security guard who took her upstairs was the same. He curled his lips and said:
"If the captain wasn't here, you wouldn't be so stubborn.
"Shi Jin, you are the best maintenance worker here, try to open this safe."
"Me? Me?"
Shi Jin showed a surprised expression at the right time.
This is not a matter of professional mismatch, but rather a bit too much of a match.
When his counterpart arrived at the scene, he even suspected that this was a trap set to capture this "master hand" of his.
But looking at the bruised and battered face of the production line manager, she always felt that it was just a pure coincidence.
After thinking it over, Shi Jin finally said carefully:
"I'll give it a try, but there's no guarantee of success."
The young man in front of him waved his hand:
"Just do your best. He has done a serious crime, so this is not a big deal."
Most things in Hope City are standardized, which means that when Jin was able to open a safe, the doors of most safes in Hope City were already open for her.
The key to the problem is just where these treasures are hidden...