Nowadays, most of these latch locks are in a locked state because they have not been maintained for years. The metal latches are rusted shut, making each compartment like an iron coffin.
And at this moment, Kato Shinjiro noticed that not far from them, there was a latch on an iron door that was unlocked.
The door hadn't been opened; only the latch was unlocked.
Kato Shinjiro cautiously walked over, noticing the latch looked as if someone had unlocked it recently, with fresh marks and rust peeled off in front of the door.
The first thing Kato Shinjiro thought of was Yamamoto Chunai, who ventured into the Underground City alone last night; it seemed she had been here.
"Mr. Katou, that thing is catching up to us. What... What should we do?" Sakai Misaki was just an ordinary person; faced with such a predicament, she almost lost her ability to think, placing all her hopes on Kato Shinjiro, hoping he could lead them to survive.
