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"Listen carefully, do as I say and take apart the nail clippers." Glenn then instructed the other party how to easily disassemble an ordinary nail clipper and obtain a "small knife" with a slightly curved front end.

He continued to direct: "Now go back to the door lock and look carefully at the place where the door lock fits the door. You will find a very inconspicuous hole."

"I found it!"

"Now stick the tip of the sharp knife in your hand into it."

Glenn had seen the door locks in this world, and the designs were almost the same. He knew the structure inside very well.

Perhaps to facilitate disassembly and replacement, many door locks will have a "replacement" hole on the inside of the house, which can be easily removed by inserting a craftsman's special tool.

Coincidentally, the tool was very similar to a part removed from a nail clipper.

"I've already inserted it, what's next?" Pernas couldn't help but ask as the strange thing in his hand didn't give any further instructions.

"Don't be impatient. Before opening the door, I have to explain the next step to you, so as not to fail later. Now tell me, how many people are there in this place?"

On the other side, Glenn sat on the ground, found a blank piece of paper, took out the pen he brought from the magic house, and began to draw some inexplicable patterns.

Influenced by Glenn's relaxed attitude, Leila was not as nervous as she was at the beginning. She also sat down, holding the hem of her skirt, and watched Glenn curiously as he wrote seriously.

"I was captured by Homit, the eldest son of the Punk family. He is not here now. I have only seen an old servant who brought me meals on time. As for whether there are other people here, I don't know."

Pernas, who had already thrust the "tip of the knife" into the change hole, answered truthfully.

"Okay, now you can twist that thing in your hand like a key in a lock, just twist it until the lock comes loose."

After hearing Glenn's words, the blonde lady twisted the item she had just removed from the nail clippers without hesitation.

After just a few tries, the lock that seemed to be installed very tightly suddenly made a crisp click, loosened from the door, and almost fell to the ground.

"Success!" Pernas was overjoyed and had to admire the civilian's resourcefulness.

"Don't be happy too soon, you have to deal with the people who are still in this room first..."

Glenn was about to explain, but an extremely angry shout came from downstairs in the mansion where Pernas was:

"Get out of here! You useless things! Trash who only know how to eat, drink and have fun!"

Hearing this voice, the blonde noble lady's body trembled violently, and the hope that had just risen up seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water.

It’s the eldest son of the Punk family, Homit!

Glenn also heard the voice and thought that it was probably the eldest son of the Punk family who kidnapped the noble lady.

"It looks like there's a change of plans, Ms. Pernas."

His words went unanswered.

Glenn frowned, "Ms. Pernas, are you okay? Now is not the time to be scared."

The blonde lady on the other side took a while to regain some courage and said to the "phone" in her hand: "I'm listening..."

"I can hear fear in your tone. It seems that the person who came here has caused you a lot of harm. However, the more you are at this time, the more you must not panic. I am here. As long as you listen to me, everything will be fine."

"Yes." Pernas nodded slightly, "I understand..."

"Very good, that guy has sent everyone else out, which is a good thing. Now you only need to consider dealing with one person. Now take a few things from the room..."

Downstairs at this time.

Homit, who drove away the servants, didn't know that the underage girl upstairs was setting a trap for him.

Holmite's face was as red as a monkey's butt at this moment. He had obviously drunk a lot of alcohol. He had been in a state of fear these days because of the various investigations by the police.

He had been suppressing his emotions for a long time. After all, alcohol made him braver, not to mention that he was naturally impulsive. So after much thought, he came here today.

He even didn't allow the dark magician who was protecting him to come with him, just in case his father suddenly came back and the latter could transform into his appearance to deal with him.

The stairs in his sight were swaying left and right, and Holmit could only climb up the stairs by holding on to the handrail.

"Pernas, my love for you is so intense...why...why don't you understand...it doesn't matter, I will let you know soon..."

He kept talking nonsense and finally reached the second floor, walking towards the room he remembered.

Suddenly, the door in front opened by itself, and the familiar blond figure walked out of the room, glanced at him, and immediately turned back.

Homit sobered up a bit, "How do these guys see people?! Everyone ran out!"

He quickened his pace, but the purpose of this trip remained unchanged.

But as soon as he turned into the room, his foot slipped and his body fell backwards!

With a bang, Holmit's head hit the floor heavily, which stunned the nervous blonde girl behind the door.

"It's not like the person can be killed so easily, is he?" Glenn was very familiar with the sound of the head hitting the ground, so he couldn't help but ask tentatively.

Pernas held the "phone" in his hand and answered in a low voice: "I don't know, but there was a lot of blood coming out of his head..."

Glenn on the other side was silent. He had just prepared many backup plans, but he didn't expect his opponent to be so weak and was defeated in the first move.

"Pick up the flowerpot I asked you to put by the window and hit him on the head a few times."

He still didn't forget to let the blonde lady finish off the opponent.

"Ah?" Pernas was horrified. "I don't think he will get up again. I don't think this is necessary."

"This is very necessary." The voice coming from the transformed magic phone was very sure, "Don't hesitate, do as I say, otherwise you will be on your own from now on. I won't help you anymore."

On the other side, Leila, who heard this, immediately pulled Glenn's clothes anxiously, but Glenn ignored her.

Pernas tightly grasped the object that made the sound in his hand, feeling extremely conflicted at the moment.

Finally, he cursed some annoying guy in his heart, grabbed the flowerpot by the window, and walked towards the fallen Holmit.

Looking at the face that had appeared in her nightmares countless times, the blonde lady felt waves of fear attacking her heart.

With his hands trembling, Glenn's voice sounded again, as if he could see her at this moment:

"I think this person must have caused a great psychological trauma to you, so you have such a reaction. But you just need to smash that face, and the nightmare that has troubled you for years will disappear. Your future life will be infinitely better, and you don't have to be afraid of anyone anymore. All you need to do is gently raise the flower pot in your hand and smash it down... Try it."

I don’t know if it was Glenn’s words that touched the blonde lady, or if the fear that had accumulated in her heart for many years turned into anger, but Pernas screamed and smashed the flowerpot in her hand.