It was clear that everyone was trying to figure out what was behind the bizarre changes unfolding before them.
And Red Dragon, who had been leading the way this whole time, was clearly no fool who relied on brute force alone.
After assessing things along the way and realizing they couldn't escape the building, he'd decisively chosen this spot, where they'd once found something, as a place to hide.
His reasoning was simple enough: he wanted to compare the things inside the safe.
In theory, compared to locked doors and dogs that appeared out of nowhere, changes to the contents of a locked safe did seem just a little more trustworthy.
Unlike the death row inmate, Qing had undoubtedly seen through his intentions. As for the others...
The death row inmate glanced around, only to find that, aside from Ms. Star, neither the masked man nor Death Watcher could be bothered to spare him a glance. They seemed entirely unsurprised by what was happening.
Those two...
The death row inmate gritted his teeth slightly, then saw Red Dragon turn to Fu Qian.
"Death Watcher?"
"No problem."
Fu Qian was remarkably accommodating. Before Red Dragon could say another word, he'd already taken out his tools and stepped forward.
Of course, these were a different set of tools. He'd thrown away the ones that had been contaminated earlier.
The sudden worsening of the situation didn't seem to have affected his state of mind at all. If anything, his lockpicking had improved: the time it took had increased by more than ten percent.
After finishing, Fu Qian even stepped aside with impeccable courtesy, leaving Red Dragon to reveal the answer.
Though Fu Qian's demeanor was a little hard to understand, his calm had still eased the team's tension somewhat.
"Thanks!"
Red Dragon