"Can you open this without a key?" You Sinuo was truly helpless when it came to lockpicking.
Without a car key in her hand, she could only place her hopes on Qin Tingjie, hoping he had a way.
Qin Tingjie didn't speak; he glanced around, found nothing useful, and then asked You Sinuo, "Do you have something like a hairpin?"
Everything on him had been confiscated, even the coat he was wearing had been thrown away just recently, so he had no tools at all.
"I do." You Sinuo took a thin black hairpin from the hidden part of her hair and handed it to Qin Tingjie.
Qin Tingjie took it, inserted it into the car's keyhole, fiddled a bit, and managed to open the car. He quickly sat in the driver's seat.
Pulling out two wires, he bumped them together to start the car.
You Sinuo, hearing the car start, quickly ran to the passenger seat and got in.
"Do you see that small road on the left? We just need to keep straight on it; if we're fast, we'll be there in half an hour."
