"Ah." Chu Mu took off the pink bunny head and walked over.
Xiao Bing followed closely behind: "Can you open the lock?"
"Just give it a try."
——[No matter how powerful a lock is, can it be better than the master key made by my interstellar pirate? ]
Xiao Bing's eyes flickered: Interstellar thief? Master key? Is it the jargon of some special industry?
“It’s open.”
Chu Mu smiled and said, "Their lock is not locked tightly, so it's easy to open."
Xiao Bing said nothing.
"Is this guy doubting me? Should I explain? Never mind. We won't have much contact in the future anyway."
Xiao Bing's eyes flashed darkly under his helmet: Do you want to cut off ties with him?
Chu Mu didn't think any more, pushed the door open and walked in.
There was a large ice storage inside the popsicle factory, and there was indeed a latch on the entrance door.
Chu Mu opened three bolts in a row, and after entering, he saw the man hiding in the corner.
"Ajie?" Chu Mu walked over quickly.
The man's hair and clothes were covered with white frost, and he stood motionless with his eyes closed.
【Is he dead?】
Chu Mu squatted down and used his fingers to feel Ajie's breath.
No, not a breath at all.
Chu Mu's face was solemn, and he was about to check Ajie's pulse to confirm whether he still needed treatment.
The person who had not even breathed a second ago suddenly opened his mouth and took a long breath.
Chu Mu blinked: "Fortunately, there is still hope - Xiao Bing, come and help."
"……good."
For some reason, the moment the man regained his breath, Xiao Bing felt a strong sense of oppression in his heart.
That is an innate crisis warning.
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