"What is this?" Song Miao knelt down and asked curiously.

"It's a computer," Song Ci said a little awkwardly.

Her original idea was to make a bracelet-style personal terminal, but in the end she didn't succeed.

The main reason is that I can't think of a chip with such a strong load-bearing capacity, there are still many parts that are needed, and there is no substitute.

In the end, only such a thing that I don't know how to describe can be produced.

Chu Rong also looked down. Although it seemed strange, Chu Rong was confident that he could do it too.

However, Song Ci's idea is really so different.

Others modify the computer or assemble the computer by yourself, and they will not change the appearance.

But Song Ci subverted those people's methods and directly made a metal cuboid.

"What's the use of you taking this out, smashing the door?" Song Miao didn't know why.

Ask him to dissect the corpse and look for clues. He is good at it, but he is a particularly white idiot on the Internet.

Well, by comparison, he still stays at the stage of sending messages, receiving messages, making calls, and answering calls.

Song Ci rolled his eyes at Song Miao, a little speechless.

"Do I think I'm that kind of reckless person? We're a civilized person." Song Ci finished speaking lightly, and his white and slender index finger gently tapped on the laser keyboard on the ground.

Chu Rong could not see Song Ci's finger movement now behind Song Ci, but he could see the image projected on the door panel.

After a glance, Chu Rong knew what Song Ci was doing.

Without opening to disturb Song Ci, Chu Rong stood behind and watched quietly.

However, Chu Rong didn't speak, others wanted to speak.

Such as Song Miao, and Jian Ning.

"Young Master, what are you?" How could Jian knelt down, watching Song Ci busy with curiosity.

"Unlock the lock," Song Ci said naturally.

How did Song Miao and Jane twitch their mouths at the same time.

unlock?

Although Song Ci was extremely confident in speaking, why did the two of them feel so unbelievable?

Regardless of their unbelief look, Song Ci's men kept going.

Two minutes later, Song Ci raised his hand and let out a breath.

Seeing Song Ci's appearance, Song Miao thought that Song Ci hadn't done anything. He was afraid that Song Ci was frustrated. Song Miao comforted him: "It's not a big deal. It's fine if you can't open it. The person who opened the lock should be here soon."

"Yes, those who open the lock have learned to open it for a long time. You haven't learned it before, young master. It's normal that you can't open it." When Song Miao comforted, how could Jane quickly follow.

No way, this young master has a bad temper, what if he kicks the door?

It doesn't matter if the door is broken, the big deal is to replace it with another door.

However, if Song Ci's kick kicked something wrong, it would be terrible.

Song Ci's mouth twitched, do these two people look down on her too much? !

"Who said it didn't open it?" Song Ci asked, laughing and crying.

"Um..." Song Miao and Jian, who were about to continue comforting, stopped.

"Did it open?" Song Miao asked tentatively.

Song Ci ignored the two of them, put away the computer he had assembled, then got up, reached out to hold the doorknob, turned it slightly, and then squeaked.

The door...opened.

Pushing the door open, Song Ci walked in directly, and Chu Rong followed closely.

Song Miao and Jane rubbed their eyes, and they didn't believe them.

Is it really easy to unlock?

I couldn't figure it out, and didn't want to. Seeing that Song Ci and Chu Rong had already walked in, the two of them hurriedly followed.