But the leader didn't silence him; he did have some skills. After spending some time, he managed to open that secret lock with a small round lock hole.
He said the lock looked simple from the outside, but inside it was very complex, requiring a thin iron wire as thin as a toothpick to navigate through multiple mechanisms to truly unlock it.
"Get to the point, you'll have plenty of time to write your autobiography in prison later." I interrupted him impatiently.
"Oh, the point is, Brother Cong went in and never came out," Li Chengming quickly nodded and corrected his off-topic remark.
The leader didn't let them follow and went into the cave alone, but he never returned.
"Did you see what was inside the box?" Qinghan asked.
"The moment the lid was opened, I saw something—it was... a hand, but Brother Cong immediately snatched the box, so I didn't see it clearly."
"Just a hand?" I asked.
"Yes, the box wasn't big, it couldn't hold much."
