"Little child, don't be naughty, the creepy uncle has found you, tear off your head, peel your skin, let your blood flow, chop you into mud..."
Chen Xiao didn't know where he had learned this nursery rhyme, but he started humming it in this incredibly tense atmosphere.
After that, the atmosphere became even tenser.
"I'm counting to three, drop the gun, or else I'll blow your head off!" Li's team leader still said in his calm tone, but it conveyed an unmistakable sense of authority.
"1"
Chen Xiao still casually looked at the stone: "What's wrong, don't you know how to sing this song?"
The stone remained silent.
"2"
"Strange, it seems like since we've entered this room, you haven't spoken at all, have you?"
Li's team leader furrowed his brow. Prompted by Chen Xiao's observation, he realized that the stone had indeed suddenly become silent.