If you were around the bell that could be heard, it probably wouldn't be on the side of a busy street.

Predicting that the ringing of this bell is probably in a relatively remote community.

Except for a water pipe that slopes down from the top for ventilation, and occasionally there is a glimmer of light from that pipe.

Except for an iron door, the walls were bare.

Judging by the light that can be seen through the water pipe, it must be where the sun shines.

Of the two men, only one of them had come down twice.

Twice the basin and water were thrown in.

Qin Ranran was very glad that the basin that this person threw was made of iron.

She shifted her body, grabbed the basin with her hands behind her back, and rubbed it desperately against the concrete-plastered wall.

Only the edge of the iron-clad basin was sharpened.

Then she used the basin to cut the cow tendon rope that bound her arm little by little.

After cutting all the ropes on his wrists and feet, Qin Ranran breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know why, but the man hasn't come.

Qin Ranran took the basin, and every time the light shone in from the water pipe, it was rhythmically beaten.

If you know Morse code, you can hear it.

She sent an SOS signal.

It's just that I don't know if the place where this water pipe is is too remote, or if no one understands this Morse code at all.

Qin Ranran didn't know that he had been locked up for a few days, and no one responded.

The most important point is that the man before lost the food twice.

Three steamed buns at a time, a total of six.

Every time she was hungry, she would break a small piece and slowly eat it in her stomach with her saliva, and then she would stop eating.

After all, no one knows when the next time something will be given.

She cherished and cherished the two cans of water even more, and every time she just took a sip to moisten her lips a little, and then put them away and didn't move.

The two iron basins were also ground by her, and she slowly dug the soil on the side of the iron gate.

But there is cement plastering, and every time you dig it, you can only make a harsh sound and a little shallow trace.

The steamed bun in Qin Ranran's arms was only half a year old.

Footsteps could be heard outside.

Qin Ranran immediately stopped digging the door, and then carefully squirmed to the edge of the door, waiting for the other party to come in.

"Brother, what can I do now?"

It was the voice of the man who had thrown her food twice.

This bastard's voice, I guess she will remember it for the rest of her life.

"What to do?

Anyway, even if you search the whole city, you won't be able to find us here.

Moreover, even if you find here, it is basically impossible to find this bottom.

Are you afraid of an egg?

By the way, the girl inside, have you fed it?

Don't wait for the delivery, you're starving people to death! ”

The man who was called Brother had a much deeper voice.

"I ...... Do I think I just gave it once, or twice?

Brother, I forgot! ”

The man's brain seemed to be a little bad, and he scratched his scalp and said.

"You fool, if that woman dies, how can she bargain with someone?

If you don't want to live a good life, fuck me off. ”

The brother "snapped", and a slap was thrown on the head of the person who was not very good at it.

"Why don't you go get something, I'll go in and see if I'm dead!"

Qin Ranran heard the sound of the bad brain, "stepping", and the footsteps ran away.

Then the man was left behind, muttering and scolding endlessly.

It's just that the speed at which he took out the key to open the door was not slow.