You're just a locksmith! What are you doing catching swindlers at the start?

"Here for a foot massage? Your technique is amazing! What kind of treatment would you like?"

The woman in the white tank top also stood up from the sofa.

She moved around to the other side of Lin Zhou and lightly brushed against his arm.

The small mole on her collarbone undulated slightly with her movements.

"Is this your first time here? We offer a wide variety of services, including foot massage, back massage, and aromatherapy back treatments. Would you like to choose one?"

The girl in the cheongsam didn't move.

She sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, smiling at him.

Her eyes slowly swept over the area from top to bottom.

His gaze lingered on Lin Zhou's face for a second before moving downwards.

In the end, it fell into his hands.

The curve of her lips widened a bit more.

Lin Zhou's Adam's apple bobbed.

The comments section went crazy.

"Hey streamer, get your eyes out! Put your eyes in!"

"Hilarious, the pupil autofocus mode is activated."

"I can't even count who he was looking at, whether it was a black dress or a white tank top."

"Pay attention to the corners of your mouth."

"The upright and incorruptible lock-picking king, his legs grow longer the moment he sees a sister."

"I took a screenshot, streamer, your eyes are practically popping out of your head!"

Lin Zhou coughed forcefully.

He straightened his back and said, "I'm here to fix the lock."

The girl in the black dress paused for a moment, her lips, outlined with lipstick, parted slightly: "Locking?"

"right,"

Lin Zhou looked at her without glancing to the side, but his peripheral vision clearly swept quickly across the three girls.

"Someone called saying the lock is broken. I'm a locksmith."

The woman in the white tank top chuckled.

He reached out and gently patted Lin Zhou's arm.

Her fingertips lingered on his forearm for half a second before she withdrew them.

"Oh dear, why are you in such a hurry to fix the lock? Do something to relax first, let me massage your shoulders, look how stiff you are."

she said.

The hand reached out again.

He pinched Lin Zhou's shoulder.

The girl in the cheongsam finally spoke.

The voice was lazy, with the last syllable drawn out.

Like a cat stretching.

"That handsome young man is here to do serious business, so stop messing around."

Then she stood up, her dark green cheongsam accentuating her waist, and walked up to Lin Zhou.

She was taller than both the woman in the black dress and the woman in the white tank top.

Wearing high heels, she was almost eye-to-eye with Lin Zhou.

She tilted her head and glanced at Lin Zhou, her gaze sliding from his eyebrows to his chin, and then to his Adam's apple.

"But once the serious business is done, it's okay to be a little less serious for a while, right?"

As she said this, she reached out and straightened Lin Zhou's collar, her fingertips inadvertently brushing against his neck.

Lin Zhou took a deep breath.

"Where is the lock?"

His voice was half a tone higher than before.

The barrage of comments was overwhelming.

"Hahahaha, he's struggling."

"His voice is all split."

"Lock Picking Master: I'm a professional, unless I can't resist."

"His eyes have betrayed his soul."

"I would have believed it if his eyes hadn't practically popped out of their sockets."

Did you notice the anchor's ears turned red?

"Ears are more honest than mouths."

Just as the girl in the black dress was about to say something more, a voice came from the stairwell.

"Alright, stop fooling around."

The girls immediately stopped laughing and obediently moved to either side.

The speed at which he changed his expression.

It looked like they had rehearsed it countless times.

A woman came down the stairs.

She looked to be in her early thirties and was wearing a dark green velvet dress.

He glanced at Lin Zhou from behind the railing. A slight, faint smile curved his lips.

"A locksmith?"

Lin Zhou nodded.

"Come with me."

"Come with me."

She turned and walked upstairs, her velvet skirt trailing on the steps, making a soft rustling sound.

Lin Zhou followed behind.

As I walked past the girl in the black dress.

She mouthed "Waiting for you" to him.

At the end of the stairs is a corridor.

There were several closed doors on both sides of the corridor.

Warm yellow light shone through the crack in the door.

There was a faint scent of essential oils in the air, a blend of rose and lavender.

The woman walked to the end of the corridor and stopped in front of a full-length mirror.

The mirror was floor-standing with a gold-carved frame; it looked quite ordinary. The woman reached out and touched the edge of the mirror, her fingertip pressing on an inconspicuous spot.

Click.

The mirror popped open like a door.

A downward staircase is revealed.

The motion-sensor lights are on inside.

It's a soft, warm yellow.

The live chat exploded instantly.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"

"This is a hidden paradise!"

"A hidden door! It's a hidden door!"

So, is this store legitimate or not?

"Who installs a hidden door in a legitimate store, bro?"

"The Locksmith King has seen more today than I have in my entire life."

"I've already recorded it; this live stream was totally worth it."

Lin Zhou was also taken aback for a moment, but his professionalism kept him from changing his expression.

He glanced down at the camera on his chest.

Make sure the camera is pointing forward.

The woman glanced back at him, a half-smile playing on her lips.

The pearl earrings swayed in the warm yellow light.

It refracts a tiny bit of light.

"Come in, it's locked downstairs."

She went downstairs first.

Lin Zhou followed behind, looking down at the steps beneath his feet.

The stairs are not deep, about ten steps.

The walls on both sides were covered with dark wallpaper.

At the end of the stairs was a small room.

It's much simpler than the one upstairs.

The woman walked behind the desk, bent down, and pulled open the bottom drawer.

The velvet skirt clung tightly to the waist and hips when she bent over.

She pointed to a small safe inside the drawer.

"This lock is broken. It's an electronic combination lock, but it doesn't respond when I enter the password, and the emergency keyhole is also stuck."

She straightened up, leaned against the table, and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

The dark green sleeves slid down.

She wore a silver chain watch on her wrist.

"Can it be opened?"

Lin Zhou squatted down and took a look.

It's a small, domestically made electronic safe; he recognizes the brand, and it's mid-range priced.

The emergency keyhole is located on the side of the electronic panel.

There are signs that it has been pried open.

There are several fresh scratches on the metal edge.

It's probably because someone tried it before but failed.

He reached out and touched the edge of the keyhole, his fingertips picking up a bit of metal shavings.

"It can be opened."

He took his tools out of his bag.

A small leather bag, inside which was a row of thin iron wires and several L-shaped steel bars, and a small flashlight.

He held the small flashlight in his mouth and shone the light on the keyhole.

Just then, a hand landed on his shoulder.

The woman's fingers were slightly cool; her fingertips rested on his shoulder and then slowly slid down to the back of his neck.

She could feel the muscles at the back of Lin Zhou's neck tense up instantly.

The woman appeared behind him at some point, bent down, and her lips were almost touching his ear.

"Young master, no rush. Shall we sit down for a while? Have a cup of tea?"

The sound was as light as a feather falling on the water, with a slight upward inflection at the end.

Lin Zhou froze for a moment.

Accurate capture of bullet comments.

"He froze! He froze!"

"The Locksmith King's pupils dilated for the second time today."

"The hairs on the back of my neck are standing on end, it's hilarious!"

"Who can withstand this?"

"Anchor: I'm here to fix the lock (very quietly)"

"From the police station to the secret door of a foot massage parlor: The Locksmith's fantastical adventure."

"This day's experience was more exciting than my entire life."

Lin Zhou coughed, took half a step forward, and twirled the tool in his hand between his fingers.

"Fix the lock first, fix the lock first. I'm a person with professional ethics."

His voice sounded a little tighter than usual.