"Look at this shrimp, he originally lived in the sea, but for him, the only place he can hide now is the shell. He will never know that he lives in a tank in a house in a high-rise building, under the shell." The man inserted a small piece of meat on the plate in his hand with a thin wire, brought it into the fish tank, and approached the shrimp. When the shrimp was clamped with pliers, it retracted into the shell.
"Boss, I know what to do," Lu Min turned and left the room.
"Xia Mi~~ If I want you to live, you have to live, and vice versa."
Intention: clear, final result