Chapter 259 Trapped in an Oxygen-Deficient Chamber

Then a slight thud was heard.

"Grass!"

Jingshu stomped her feet hard. She only had time to see the fat piglet fall down in an instant, and the floor tiles under his feet returned to their original state. She didn't know how he turned on the switch. This should be similar to the principle of the trap wooden board at the door of Jingshu's villa, which can only be opened on one side, or the fat pig had already turned on the switch and walked over slowly.

In short, Jingshu's reaction speed was completely inadequate, otherwise she would have definitely been shot. Who could have predicted that someone would suddenly disappear while walking at gunpoint? This fat pig deserves a lunch break, great acting! He was cursing one second, and then he was running away the next! It's quite good, I'm afraid this was all premeditated.

Sumali is truly a walking melodrama. Even here, you can encounter the traps you see on TV! You know, Jingshu's dog has lived two lifetimes and has never encountered anything like this.

"It's gone. We've escaped. We may be trapped in this house. Let's find a way out." Jingshu put the gun behind her butt, squatted down and knocked on the floor tiles. Like the surrounding tiles, they were not hollow.

One bodyguard began to check the mechanism from the corner, while the other bodyguard tried to find a way to break in from the door.

Su Mali walked to the door and asked curiously, "Wang Chuang, have you learned the skill of escaping in an emergency? How about this door being opened?"

The bearded middle-aged man shook his head. "This is a stainless steel vault door with a solid movable latch. The latch is locked in place on the outside, so it can't be opened from the inside. Even if we use a rifle, we can't even penetrate the door, which is useless. Unlike other doors where we can just break the lock. If I'm not mistaken, this must have been the casino's vault, where they kept their money."

Jingshu kicked the door hard several times, and a dull thud was heard. If it was an ordinary wooden door, it would have been kicked to pieces by her.

"You mean the door bolt is on the outside and the door inside can't be broken through, so it's impossible to escape from this side of the door?" Jingshu asked with narrowed eyes.

Wang Chuang nodded. "Yes, and there might not be enough air in here. If the people outside don't open the door for us for a long time, there's a high possibility that we will die of lack of oxygen."

"Then can this kind of door be blown open by explosives?" Jingshu asked. If she had to use explosives to blow it open as a last resort, that would be fine. She couldn't just wait to die here. That would be too passive, especially since she didn't know what the purpose of Feizhuzai and the others was. Jingshu had already died once, so she was particularly afraid of death.

But it is very likely Sumali, and it should have little to do with her... right?

Wang Chuang shook his head. "Even enough explosives to blow open the door can kill us. There's nowhere to hide in here."

Well, there are still several explosives in Jingshu’s space, which she got from Zhatian at that time.

Su Mali's eyes widened, and she was a little scared. "No wonder the door was always open... Da Mao, have you found the passage mechanism that Fatty Pig escaped through?"

The bodyguard named Damao was a tough, steady man in his early thirties. He shook his head. "I checked for danger when I first came in, and I didn't find any switches or surveillance devices. Fatty didn't touch anything just now. It's likely voice control, or...central control. Vaults usually have a central control system."

Su Mali sighed deeply. "I should have brought a satellite device earlier. At least we could have called for help. Now we're trapped here. Even if the big data shows our last location, who can find us in the secret room of an underground casino in an abandoned manor? I don't know what happened to Uncle Gou."

After the four people searched the secret room thoroughly and found nothing, they became even more panicked. Just as Wang Chuang said, in a completely enclosed place, if there is no ventilation for a long time, there will indeed be a lack of oxygen.

At least Jingshu took a deep breath, but still felt breathless.

"Miss, drink some warm water first, then lie flat on the sofa. Don't move or eat to reduce the oxygen demand caused by gastrointestinal motility." Damao settled Su Mali first. After all, Su Mali could not help at all, so it was better for her to lie down obediently and not consume oxygen.

"Would you like to lie down too?"

Damao asked.

"No need. I'll think of another way." Jingshu was now on high alert and didn't trust anyone. Although Su Mali said that Uncle Gou would never betray her, she still felt that there was something wrong.

Jingshu was now deeply regretful. Why hadn't she prepared some oxygen tanks for mountaineering in her space? This was a life-saving device. Who could have imagined that after a new life, there would still be a time when one would be short of oxygen? She hadn't anticipated being caught in a trap! Sure enough, there were a thousand ways to die, and one of them would always happen to her!

But even if she took it out now, they would still be very curious. After all, why would she carry such a strange thing as an oxygen tank when she goes out?

"Then I'll leave it to you. I'll take a rest first." After drinking the water, Su Mali lay down on the sofa to rest. She is a really generous person. Maybe she has never encountered any setbacks since she was a child. The people around her will help her overcome all difficulties, so she believes that the people around her can handle everything.

Jingshu felt that she couldn't just sit there and wait for death. Since there was no way to get through the door, she would try to find a way out from the hole where the fat pig fell. If there was really any danger under the hole... she would leave this matter to professional bodyguards to deal with.

"What tools did you bring? Do you have professional prying tools, props, chisels, hammers, etc.?" Jingshu asked.

"I have a set of wilderness survival tools with me, but they are useless when facing this kind of heavy secret room." Damao took out a set of advanced tools: Swiss Army knife, flashlight, multi-functional hammer and chisel tools, steel drill bits, etc.

Jingshu was a little surprised. It works. Dripping water can wear through stone.

What happened next surprised the two retired people. Oh my God, what did they see?

This weak girl, who was about the same size as the young lady, started to dig a shallow hole and then began to use a nail-like steel drill bit. The mini hammer was so small but in her hand it seemed to have a force of hundreds of kilograms. She hammered the drill bit into the ground, took it out, and continued to dig. After a while, she had dug a square tile.

It was the first time the two of them saw a drill being used as a nail. How strong was Jingshu?

The sound of ding-dong-dong rang out, and Wang Chuang could even see sparks! The chisel was about to bend under her chisel! Jing Shu breathed heavily, sweating profusely.

Jingshu pried up the floor tiles piece by piece. When Jingshu finally felt it was very difficult to breathe, she finally managed to completely chisel open a 20-centimeter-thick, 80*80 floor tile.