Conversation · Padlocked Door

This door has been closed with a padlock. A chalk-drawn number on the board says #11.

Use the chaincutters to cut through the padlock.

The shackle snaps like a twig and the lock falls to the floor with a little thud. It should be possible to enter now...

"After you, detective."

What are you doing? You need to get your tools out, man.

What are you doing? You're trying to cut the body of the lock with the chaincutters and it's really not working.

"I believe it's the shackle you mean to cut, detective." The lieutenant points to the corroded loop with a gloved finger.

He's just trying to help, don't take it... bad. Relax.

"Don't you think that's what I'm trying to do?"

"Perhaps you should give it another go?"

"These chaincutters are broken, Kim."

"We could use some chaincutters here to cut the shackle."

"Why would we want to break into some random citizen's apartment?"

"Why wouldn't we want to?"

The lieutenant looks at you for a long moment, then blinks once...

There's so much he could say right now, but he knows it wouldn't make much of a difference.

He takes a closer look at the lock. "I supposed if one were committed to it, there's a pair of chaincutters in the Kineema."

"I don't know, just seems like something we could do."

"Snip-snip, my friend!" (Do hand-scissors.)

The lieutenant doesn't say a word, his face wiped clear of any emotion.

[Leave.]

Examine the padlock.

It's a solid lump of metal, but the shackle is deeply corroded -- a solid pair of chaincutters would make short work of it.

"Time for a little snip-snip!" (Do hand-scissors.)

"You seem committed to it, so go on."

Refrain from commenting.

The lieutenant is concentrated on the hallway, scanning both ways for any approachers.

Better whip out those cutters... you won't get very far otherwise.

Yes! Get those cutters in there and snip away. This weak chain is no match for your might.

A lock blocks your path! You might have use for one of those standard police devices for cutting chains. Something that may be found in an RCM motor carriage...

Knock.

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