Buzzhead, Pinky, and Curly

"Bring the hammer," June said, coaxing Minjun to help him open the dreaded briefcase.

He thought he would finally get the answers to his questions, but there was another challenge that came his way.

A six-digit code was needed for the briefcase to be opened.

Minjun clicked his tongue as he gave him the hammer.

"Why are you so surprised that there's a code, though?" he asked. "It's a briefcase! Of course, it's going to have a passcode."

June shook his head as he held the hammer in his hands.

"I forgot, alright?" June asked.

"And it's not like I knew the passcode right at the beginning."

Minjun frowned. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Isn't it yours?"

June shrugged, finally hitting the briefcase with good strength. He didn't want to exert too much effort since something might break inside.

However, whoever made the briefcase must have put their everything into it.

The material didn't even budge!