Unfortunately, no written record can be left, and Yun Tuan is forced to find the key points in Demi’s lengthy narrative:
At 3:01 a.m. on the 17th of every month, all surveillance cameras in the building will be shut down for five minutes.
The door to the cell is unlocked with a password. Only high-ranking patrol officers can know the password. The door opens and closes once a day.
Today is the 15th, and she still has two days to get the password.
As Demi talked about blood, the broken hair on her forehead flowed down. Those things fell to the ground, but disappeared.
Yun Tuan's scalp was numb, and she felt that the temperature in the room was gradually dropping. She kept rubbing her arms, trying to maintain her body temperature.
Fortunately, the lights were quickly turned on, and Demi snuck into the gap between the upper bunk beds the moment the lights came on - because the bed was not used at night, Yun Tuan also saved time to clean up the housework. p>
She quickly rushed to the cafeteria with her lunch box and took a box of milk and a scallion roll.
Yun Tuan was monitoring the blind spot, quietly took apart the milk carton, and used a piece of rusty iron to scratch a square mark inside the milk carton.
The food-grade sterile plastic film inside the milk carton is a good tool for collecting fingerprints.
She flattened the remaining milk carton and pretended to have sucked it dry before throwing it into the trash can.
Before working, it is customary for female prisoners to return to the residential area to use the toilet or clean up the house.
Yun Tuan trotted back to 404. She carefully tore off the plastic film, smoothed the edges, crushed the residue into a ball, and threw it under the bed.
While the patrolman was changing her shift in the morning, the cloud soaked the plastic film in water and stuck it to the surface of the combination lock. She then used discarded paper towels to carefully absorb the excess water. After making sure there were no air bubbles, she breathed a sigh of relief. p>
...Fortunately, it's not a fingerprint lock, otherwise it would be more difficult to cut off other people's fingers than it is now.
Ten minutes later, they arrived at the male prisoners' work room.
There are three fewer people here.
After Yun Tuan skillfully handled 20 pieces of clothing, he was selected to go to another wasteland to pull weeds.
She squatted and observed the terrain, but found a few wolf footprints - the ecology of this isolated island is really good.
Immediately, Yun Tuan realized that this was specially transported to the island by Earl Stoke, in order to prevent the escaped servant from taking the secret out.
Those who escape cannot escape the ferocious beasts raised on the island.
"Hey, does the poster look good? That's my treasure."
Beixi shook a piece of foxtail and squatted in front of Yun Tuan.
Yun Tuan raised her eyes, not quite understanding [Pluto]'s "soft policy". If he took action directly and tried to use coercion to cause something to happen, she could still resist with all her strength, or use some unsavory methods to become the boss.
Dangdang.
Now...
"It looks good, but the size is a bit small."
"Oh, that's a special case, it doesn't represent the average here."
"...No, I'm talking about the poster. It would be better if it was as big as a wall, or as big as a person's body." Yun Tuan tugged at the corners of his mouth and moved closer, "Or, do you have a diagram of the prison's pipelines?" p>
The girl suddenly came closer, her slightly messy hair on the temples was blown by the wind, and a faint smell of soap mixed with the smell of grass floated over. Beixi felt a little embarrassed and his ears felt hot. Fortunately, he had dark skin and could not tell anything. He coughed lightly.
"Yes, there are also building plans, but I can't give them to you. You can write them down."
So easy?
Yun Tuan had long been prepared for the other party to make a bunch of harsh demands, but he didn't.
All the original wording was overturned, and there was a brief blank in the brain.
"Well... Hades, thank you."
"My name is Beixi."
The young man took her hand and wrote the word "Beixi" on the palm of his hand.
After a period of spinning, the clouds were carried on the shoulders.