Qin Yize let out a cold snort, really wanting Gu Qiaoqiao to stay inside a little longer to suffer a bit more and learn a lesson, but he couldn't bear it in his heart.
He snorted coldly, his face looking unpleasant, but his hands didn't hesitate. He reached into his military backpack, took out a rope, looped it several times around his wrist, then threw it down, and said in a deep voice, "Grab the rope, I'll pull you up."
Gu Qiaoqiao happily grabbed the rope with both hands, and once Qin Yize saw she had it, he placed the flashlight at the edge of the hole, and then with a forceful pull, slowly pulled Gu Qiaoqiao out of the trap.
The trap wasn't very deep, but pulling someone out by hand alone would require the person trapped to be over two meters tall.
So, the power of the rope was necessary, and luckily, Qin Yize always carried such outdoor tools in his backpack.
