Putting more force into it, he pushed the heavy metal door open just wide enough for one person to pass through, then slipped out sideways.
Another corridor lay before him. Aside from being a little wider than the last one, it was much the same.
Not far ahead, a large exclamation mark had been painted in red above a stone platform.
The mark pointed to a small cassette on the platform. It had clearly been left for him.
Farther on, the corridor turned ninety degrees. A red arrow painted on the wall pointed around the corner, indicating that he should continue that way.
What's that smell?
As he took in the scene, Fu Qian sniffed.
It wasn't his imagination. A pungent odor hung in the air.
He couldn't identify it right away, but there was no doubt that he could smell danger.
As he considered this, Fu Qian looked back at the door behind him.
Sure enough, there was another small hole beside the opening where he'd reached through.
A short piece of wire protruded from it. The key had clearly been hung there.
Fu Qian bent down for a closer look. From this side, he could already see the blades spinning silently inside the opening.
Jigsaw hadn't been bluffing. Most of the time, those blades posed a serious threat to his hand.
And if he touched them, the disturbance to their balance would probably cause the section of wire holding the key to retract, dropping it to the floor.
"Impressive."
While he examined the setup, Fu Qian had already changed the cassette and pressed play. The familiar hoarse voice came through at once.
"It seems you've passed the first test. I was beginning to worry that all my preparations for what comes next would go to waste. I hope