David Kevin's hands, tied behind his back, were still rubbing against the sharp edges of a stone. As soon as he heard the word "no", his hands slipped, and the vines that were stretched to the limit snapped. Due to inertia, his palms were directly supported on the sharp corner, leaving a long cut.
David Kevin took a light breath.
The officer was a little nervous to begin with, and when he heard him say that, he simply stopped bothering to read lips and asked with a vigilant look on his face: "What's wrong?"
David Kevin laughed dryly, still keeping his hands behind his back: "It's okay, my hands are shaking."
There was another eagle's cry outside the window, as if a huge creature had stirred up a strong wind, the whistling sound swept past, and the noisy running sounds outside were mixed into a mess in the wind.
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