《Wilt》 chapter one: perfect escape(2)

Wilt began to listen to classical music. He gently moved his hands and closed his eyes. The clock on the door rang "Da da da". The god of death was quietly approaching the two police officers, and when they delivered dinner to Wilt, blood was about to be splashed. 
 “It's going to be dinner, ”Watson said, “as usual, put your hands out of the iron fence, and we will handcuff your hands before giving you food.”
“Okay, “Wilt said, he opened the curtain. Before pulling the curtain, he quietly took out the pen cap from his mouth and hid it between his fingers. He walked to the iron fence and stretched his hand out. With a bang, the handcuffs were locked, but the show had just begun.

Wilt inserted the pen cap into the keyhole of the handcuffs and turned it silently three times. The handcuffs were opened. Watson had just put down the dinner plate. When he stood up, Wilt gave a particularly charming smile. He took Watson’s left hand and iron bars were handcuffed with handcuffs. Sherlock just took a step forward and was about to pull out his baton. Wilt suddenly turned around and kicked at the iron gate. Sherlock, who was about to enter the door, was knocked on the head by the iron gate, fell back and passed out.