The sound of the object falling was very subtle. If the dark environment had not magnified Luke's hearing to a certain extent, he might not have been able to hear it himself.

Despite being in a desperate situation, and despite wanting to sort out the chaotic and complicated thoughts in his mind, his desire for freedom overwhelmed everything in a short period of time.

His hand quickly touched a place with a texture different from the floor tiles, and he hooked his fingers slightly, trying to get that thing closer to him.

Soon, with a slight force on his hands, after a "swish" sound, something was swept into the cell.

He quickly retracted his hand and groped on the ground, and soon touched a thin piece of paper.

No, it wasn't a piece of paper, but... an unopened surgical blade.

Luke fumbled slowly and took the blade out of the package. He even scratched his hands with two small wounds because he couldn't see it before he confirmed the direction of the blade.

The little fat boy gently pinched the thin blade, and the choices before him became two.

Stay here, waiting for the mysterious man to say something about fishing starting, and then use yourself as bait to lure those congressmen into the hook.

He committed suicide directly with this unexpected blade.

This was not impossible. Luke was exhausted both physically and mentally at this time, and the death that once seemed so terrifying did not seem so painful anymore.

The blade was obviously left behind accidentally during the warehouse transportation, and the sharp edge was enough for him to cut his carotid artery.

The nutritional paste left by the other party can keep you alive for three days if you eat it sparingly. Although the time is not very long, it is at least enough for suicide.

In the darkness, Luke sat slumped in the corner formed by the ground and the wall, his thoughts churning in his mind...

---

"Master, you have a new message~ But [Sky Curtain] can't see who it is."

As the sky gradually darkened, Master Ji from the weapons research department, who had been busy all day, finally returned to his nest.

When he heard Tianmu say this, he already knew who sent the message.

Ji Yongxing did not deliberately conceal his relationship with Lin Qingliu. In his opinion, it was very normal for a researcher to have several friends. What's more, this friend was from the inner city and lived not far from the institute.

However, due to the other party's true identity, he always felt it was a bit strange to let his creation call the other party's name.

In order to avoid that weird feeling, he finally manually changed Lin Qingliu's message to blank, although this was also a cover-up in a sense.

But when he clicked on the message, he noticed some problems between the lines.

Lin Qingliu hoped that he could help, some... help with the dismantling.

---

He should be able to understand, right?

At this moment, Lin Qingliu was in his home thinking about the current situation.

The first team that went out to explore has successfully returned last night, and the subsequent part of the exploration plan will be put on the agenda soon.

Wang Xiao and Shi Jin are now undergoing more rigorous training.

El is still busy collecting some unwanted supplies for future use.

Everyone has their own things to do, which gives Lin Qingliu a somewhat strange feeling that "the characters have their own lives".

Whenever he thought of this, he could only sigh secretly. No matter what, the real world cannot be like the game world where one can order characters around. Interpersonal communication is still very important.

As for his only connection in the research institute, Ji Yongxing, the other party should have seen the message.

I hope he understands what I mean and brings enough reliable disassembly tools to help here.

As for the object to be dismantled, it was the metal ring taken from Luke's arm bone.

Having witnessed the power of that thing once, Lin Qingliu had no intention of actively triggering the safety device again.

Now that one of my conjectures has been verified, it is time to do something more interesting to explore the truth of the upper levels of Hope City.

On the metal ring, whether it was the tiny hexagonal screw holes or some tightly fitted designs, Lin Qingliu, who had little mechanical experience, was helpless.

He could have used his space abilities to do the operation, but he always felt that this was not safe enough.

Because some of the design of the device exceeded his operating precision, if it was touched by mistake, there might be some bad consequences.

To be on the safe side, he finally chose a professional counterpart.

An hour later, there was a knock on the door of Lin Qingliu's residence. Ji Yongxing, who had changed into casual clothes, stood at the door, holding a small leather suitcase in each hand.

Today he was wearing casual clothes suitable for traveling in the inner city, looking like an ordinary young man visiting friends with good things in his hands.

Lin Qingliu welcomed Ji Yongxing in and took him to the outer clinic first.

"I have made some discoveries here that should help us better grasp the intelligence of the top leaders in Hope City."

Ji Yongxing nodded:

"I see. So what do you want me to help you disassemble? The message didn't explain in detail, and..."

Ji Yongxing looked around and felt that this clinic was quite ordinary. He could not see anything unusual that needed to be dismantled.

"Yes, that thing is not here, because I need to tell you something first."

Lin Qingliu's expression became serious:

"That thing is in the clinic next door. After we go in, it's best to communicate through a communicator or pen and paper. Don't speak rashly."

"you mean……"

"Yes, I've already broken one. It's best to be careful with this one, to prevent the keyword from being triggered at any time and causing self-destruction."

"Okay, I understand. I have something else to tell you."

Facing Lin Qingliu's inquiring gaze, Ji Yongxing placed the hard leather suitcase on his right hand on the bed and opened it.

Inside was a computer with part of its casing missing. One could tell that most of the components were not that new, and the configuration didn't seem to be very high.

Ji Yongxing silently turned on the machine and watched the green pixel cursor on the screen jump rhythmically.

"【Tianmu】, this is one of us, he is my friend."

He took the initiative to bring it up quite helplessly, otherwise according to the behavior of this cowardly AI, it would probably keep pretending to be dead.

"Okay, Master. You should have said so earlier."

A mechanical electronic synthesized sound rang out, and the green cursor on the screen turned into a stick-drawn emoticon-like face.

A cylindrical camera protruded from the top of the screen, then retracted a little, leaving a length of about two centimeters and began to rotate silently, like a sneaky voyeur.