Mu Ci bit his lip, looked at the tools, sighed, and said , " I thought I could just take them apart, but it seems it's still not safe."

She shook her head and looked at the dressing table left by her mother with regret. It seemed that she still had to find the key to it.

"Director Su, what if we make a key ourselves?" Si Jinghuai asked his question.

Mu Ci also looked at Director Su. Since it was a secret mortise and tenon compartment, should he make one himself as Si ...