In the monitoring room, I looked at the time with a Chinese face, and my eyes flashed with surprise.

You know, when he was almost twenty hours old, he showed signs of collapse, and his consciousness was swallowed by violently, punching and hitting the metal wall.

And now, Xiao Chen doesn't look that bad.

After a while, Xiao Chen picked up the cigarette box and lit a second cigarette.

He took a deep breath, and the fire flashed on the cigarette, half of the cigarette burned out, turned into smoke, and was sucked into his lungs.

He felt that it was a little better.

However, it is obviously not as effective as the first cigarette.

"It should be bright again, right?"

Xiao Chen was smoking a cigarette, looking at the camera in the upper left corner, and muttering to himself.

Soon, the cigarettes were gone.

Xiao Chen threw away the cigarette butts and stood up.

Although it is not very useful, when you get up and walk around, you can at least hear your footsteps, rather than the silence of death.

An hour later, he lit a third cigarette.

He looked at the last cigarette in the cigarette box, shook his head, and after smoking it, it would be hard to bear it.

He came to the metal door with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at it.

He was considering whether he could break the metal door!

If he really can't stand it, then he will blow open the metal door and fight out!

But what disappointed him was that this metal door was made of steel plates behind two fingers and could not be opened with brute force.

At least, he doesn't have this strength!

"Damn it, Shao Ping, right? I came up with this trick to trick me. When I go out, I will throw you in and let you try this feeling!"

Xiao Chen cursed.

Just as Xiao Chen was scolding, Shao Ping also came to the surveillance room.

Xiao Chen's scolding came from the audio clearly.

Shao Ping's eyelids twitched and looked at Xiao Chen on the screen.

"How is he?"

"Director Shao, I'm afraid the time will be extended."

The national face said to Shao Ping.

"oh?"

Shao Ping was a little surprised and took a closer look at Xiao Chen.

"It seems that his condition is pretty good."

"Um."

The national face nodded.

"He still has a cigarette, but I think he won't last long."

"cigarette?"

Shao Ping frowned slightly, looked at the screen carefully, and saw a cigarette.

"Well, he diverted his attention through cigarettes, and there was also the effect of nicotine."

A few simple explanations for the national face.

"So that's how it is."

Shao Ping nodded.

"No matter what, there is not much time left for us."

"Well, he will smoke this cigarette soon."

He said with a firm expression on his face.

It was almost half an hour before Xiao Chen lit the last one.

He held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the camera in the upper left corner, and slowly raised his middle finger.

Looking at Xiao Chen raising his middle finger, Shao Ping's face looked a little ugly.

It's been more than twenty hours, but he's still so arrogant?

However, he had no good idea. After he was locked up, nothing was beyond his control.

Just let it go!

"Stay closely!"

Shao Ping said to the national face and left again.

Soon, Xiao Chen finished smoking his last cigarette and threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

"Is there anyone? Let's chat, how about it?"

Xiao Chen sat on the ground, looked at the camera, and said loudly.

“…”

He didn't speak in a national face. If he spoke, he would have been fooled.

After Xiao Chen said a few words in a row, he was too lazy to say it when he saw that no one was paying attention.

But he knew that there was definitely someone staring at the other side of the camera.

I don’t know how long it took, but Xiao Chen’s condition became manic and uneasy.

He swung twice in the metal room and punched the wall.

Bang.

A dull sound came out, the wall was not damaged, and a feeling of pain came from Xiao Chen's fist.

He looked down and didn't care.

"It's almost done."

Looking at Xiao Chen with a national face, she showed a hint of joy.

He looked at the time and it was already evening.

In other words, Xiao Chen has been in this confined space for more than twenty-four hours!

As time goes by, Xiao Chen is in worse condition, like a trapped beast, making a roar.

Although he wanted to control himself, he couldn't control it at all.

Bang bang.

His fists kept bombarding the metal door, trying to break out.

However, even though his fist was bleeding, the metal door was not shaken.

"Hurry, go and notify Director Shao, and Xiao Chen can't hold on any longer."

The man said to his subordinate.

"yes."

The subordinate nodded and left in a hurry.

Soon, Shao Ping came.

"Did he say it?"

"Not yet, but it's almost there, he'll have to collapse in half an hour at most."

He said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, great!"

Shao Ping nodded and smiled.

Just as the two were expecting Xiao Chen to tell the whereabouts of Xuanyuan Dao, the smiles on their faces disappeared.

"What is he doing?"

Shao Ping asked, staring at Xiao Chen on the screen.

"I...he seems..."

The face with a Chinese character is shocked in my heart, how is this possible!

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Chapter 3 ~
Chapter completed!