Gu Qiqi watched coldly as the interrogator knelt down in a sorry state in front of her.
She curved her lips lightly. "Don't give me such a big bow! There's no need to kneel, kowtow, and apologize. Since you've decided to let me go, I'll be more tolerant. I won't bicker with you."
The jailer held his stomach and moaned in pain. "You… Who said that I was going to let you go…"
Gu Qiqi was surprised. "Aren't you in a hurry to unlock my shackles and hand me the keys?"
Her fair fingers shook. Indeed, there was a key in her fingers.
The prison guard was scared out of his wits!
The shackled keys had always been in his pocket. When did he pass them to Gu Qiqi?
Even a Godly Thief would not be so capable as to touch his pocket with shackles without being discovered, right?
At this moment, even he was a little stunned. Did he involuntarily hand over the key when he slipped just now?
Crack!
