If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

The words "mixed race" jumped out on the page, and the air in the whole room seemed to be emptied out by everyone's breath. In the vacuum environment, everything was silent, only sight and light spread at a constant speed, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it almost made people feel uncomfortable. The person was congested with blood, and his eyes were rolling around in his sockets, as if the next moment he would fall to the ground and break into mud due to excessive expansion.

"What. Half-breed?" the lawyer said dryly.

After he asked this question, Iron Box did not answer him. Instead, it made the room even more depressed. The female doctor raised her head and glanced at everyone present at the round table. Her expression was so cold for the first time, but the shock deep in her pupils was... It couldn't be completely suppressed no matter what.

"This seems to make sense." Chu Zihang whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

"What is this crap talking about? What kind of mixed race is this? Are any of you a mixed race?" The man with the flowery arm looked very serious and seemed to be in a particularly bad mood as he cursed.

"My parents are both locals," the student said. For the first time, he was willing to take up the subject of men with flowery arms.

"I'm afraid he's not talking about mixed race in the racial sense." The policeman whispered, while also observing everyone in the room with a new look.

"What else could it be? Inexplicable, is this murderer a madman? Hey, can you hear me? If you don't let me go, be careful I will bring people to kill your whole family when I get out." The man with the flowery arm glared at the iron box and looked around again. He tried to find the pinhole camera and yelled threats, but those who were observant at the scene could see that the muscles all over the man's body were quietly tense at this moment, and the wire that tied him was inserted into his skin, but there was no blood. Instead, he fell deeply into it.

"Calm down, I heard him talking about a game, let's see what he says." At this time, the student showed a calmness that was inconsistent with his age, and his face was also slightly gloomy and uneasy.

The room was quiet for a while, and then the iron box finally made a sound again.

"Have you calmed down? Or have you all been calm from the beginning? All the panic and collapse are just masks for you to disguise your true colors. Since everyone is a 'new creature' superior to humans, it is natural to view this kind of Are you dismissive of the human drama of normal kidnapping?" Iron Box smiled, "The 'iron wire' that binds you on the chair is made of aramid fiber and titanium. It has a tension of 200 kilograms at 4 microns. It is commonly used in Japanese sewers. Fibers gather garbage and occasionally entangle and capture whales that stray in. But even so, you have probably imagined at least ten ways to escape by bypassing the wire, right?"

The female doctor exhaled slightly, her expression was a little strange, and she seemed to have been hit by the iron box. But what Iron Box said next made everyone's heart suddenly tighten, and the blood flow stopped flowing smoothly.

"It's a pity to tell you that the iron wire binding everyone on the chair is just a superficial way to prevent gentlemen. If it doesn't move, it can't hurt you. But once someone tries to break this 'gentleman's agreement' and leaves the chair, then the wall will The TNT explosives used to prevent villains will be detonated remotely. Even if you are a powerful 'hybrid', you will probably die without any body parts if you are blasted from almost zero distance in a closed room, right?"

"What do you want to do?" the policeman asked in a low voice.

"Instead of asking him what he wants to do, why not ask him what he really wants?" the student also asked in a low voice, correcting the police's lax questioning.

"Everyone, have you ever played a killing game?" Iron Box got to the point appropriately.

"A killing game? What kind of perverted thing is that?" the policeman frowned.

"No, I think the killing game he mentioned should refer to a board game." The female doctor said, "A group of interns often invite me to play this kind of game played by children. I tried it once or twice, but I just feel Being an intern is much more fun than board games."

"What is a board game?" The policeman and the man with the flowery arms asked at the same time. Looking at the two guys who had practiced synchronization for a hundred years, the student was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to explain.

"Are you really brainless? Board games are a general term for a type of entertainment games. Most of them are played on the table in the form of cards. Poker is also a type of board game in a sense." The lawyer breathed a little tremblingly. , looking around at the four walls from time to time, as if looking for hidden TNT explosives.

"That's it." The student suddenly realized something, and his expression became even more gloomy, "You want us to play a real-person killing game?"

"Yes, but I decide the rules." The distorted and terrifying voice in the iron box said with a smile, "The usual killing games are only played by police, doctors and killers, but this time it is for the convenience of those who have never been exposed to the game. Players, I decided to change the rules of the game."

"." No one spoke, they were all listening in silence.

“I have always believed that in killing games, the identity of the killer is the most enjoyable and exciting part, because they are like wolves hiding among the sheep, but this wolf is very good at disguising themselves. Walking in the sheepfold wearing sheepskin, every lamb, no matter how high or low it is, is a feast that they can take off and enjoy at will. They can do whatever they want without any scruples." Iron Box said with a low smile.

"What are you implying?" When the student was about to speak, the lawyer on the side suddenly stared at the iron box and asked.

"Hint? Aren't you all what I call 'wolves in sheep's clothing'? Human society is the fat sheepfold where you absorb your desires and greed. You are naturally strong and outstanding. Those beautiful women are nothing more than nothing in your eyes. They are flowers for you to pick. You have hormonal information that is several times or even dozens of times higher than that of ordinary people. You can make them fall into their arms with just one look."

"Money and status are easily accessible to you, so excitement and enjoyment are the main themes of your daily life. Compared with ordinary people, you are simply the children of the world, the established owners of all good things! This superiority allows you to unscrupulously destroy those things. Good, perfect things to fulfill your twisted desires.”

The man with flowery arms has his tiger eyes downcast as if he is choosing someone to eat, the lawyer's eyes are evasive and trembling, the policeman has his eyes closed and is silent, the doctor squints his eyes and purses his lips in disdain, and the student's squinting eyes turn a deaf ear, just like a picture of all living beings. Waiting for the final fate of the gods.

"Because you are a mixed race, my friends! A born extraordinary mixed race! A new human race! A group of people destined to rule the world! Human beings are nothing more than black slaves in cotton fields to you. If it weren't for the population base problem, I'm afraid you You won’t have any sexual thoughts about black slaves, right?” Iron Box hissed, and the mechanically synthesized sound sounded like a devil grinding its teeth and sucking blood, “Isn’t such a creature a perfect fit? The identity of the 'killer'?"

"But." Suddenly, Iron Box's laughter disappeared, and even if it wasn't a real human voice, everyone could hear the coldness like gnashing teeth, "In my game, the rules may need to be changed. Why do you "hybrids" hidden in human society have to be lawless murderers and strong men who deprive others of their power? This is a deformed and pathological biological chain, so today you are no longer "evil" You are a wolf, you only deserve to be a 'flock'!"

This is a speech full of high passion, but the content is like a cold accusation of raw iron, with ridicule and cruelty, which can make people think of the shocking scene where blood oozes from the clenched teeth of the reciter and stains his teeth red. scene.

"There are six people and six chairs in this room. Each chair has a number belonging to you on the back and front of the chair. From No. 1 to No. 6, there is a 'killer' among the six numbers. However, this The killer is not one of you, that is, this killer is not a hybrid." Iron Box said, "Your task is to find him."

"Don't think this is a simple thing." Iron Box chuckled, "The reason why you have always despised the human beings who think of you as lambs and is ravaged by you and does nothing. I think the biggest reason is the information gap. As evil wolves, you know that you are in the vast world. Once the sheepskin on your body peels off in the sheepfold, even the powerful you will be attacked by the herd and cut into pieces. The sheep also have their wisdom. You have never been born rulers, you are just timid and cowardly. You are nothing more than usurpers, once the world knows your true colors you will be at a loss to wait for destruction."

"So, as the only 'killer' and the only human in the entire game, he deserves to get all the information he should know - that is, all the characteristics of you as a 'hybrid'. So this time it is a lamb wearing a wolf. Pi got into the pack of wolves." Iron Box said.

"So what can this 'killer' do? Is it the same as a normal killing game?" the student asked after thinking for a while.

"Yes, during the day, that is, when the lights on the round table are on, six people from No. 1 to No. 6 can speak separately. You can use any form other than violence to find this human killer. After all, a No matter how hard you hide it among the hybrids, humans will still have flaws. Once you find out, you can vote him out in a referendum. When the killer is eliminated, the hybrids will win, and you can leave here safely."

The policeman was about to say something, but the student raised his hand to let him ask, and the others silently agreed. After all, regarding board games and killing games, games created by young people, the youngest student present may be the most qualified to conduct detailed cross-examination. .

"According to the normal rules of the killing game, those who are voted out are excluded from the game. What will happen if we vote for the wrong person?" the student asked in a deep voice.

"The person voted in the referendum dies and the game continues." Iron Box said coldly.

"In what form will death occur?" the student asked again.

"Shot." Iron Box replied.

"The killer shot himself? Does that mean the killer was not restrained by wires?" the police asked keenly.

The iron box did not answer the police's questions.

"No or can't answer?" the student asked.

"I have no obligation to answer your questions." Iron Box said, "After the round of speeches, you will reach the 'dark night' section. The only light source in the room will go out. The killer will designate a person, and the designated person will die immediately from the gunshot. "

"Is this a certainty that we can't resist?" the female doctor asked.

"It's hard for us to resist in this situation. It's not fair at all." The lawyer's chest rose and fell faster, and his tight suit began to feel a little unbearable.

"What will happen if we forcefully break free?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Probably." The policeman turned to look at the surrounding walls and said.

"What's the difference between this and the fish on the chopping board?" The lawyer's expression collapsed.

"You look quite like an 'ordinary person' now." The female doctor glanced at the lawyer and said calmly. This sentence was a disguised admission of Iron Box's identification of them as a 'mixed race'.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The lawyer's expression suddenly changed and he stared at the female doctor fiercely, "You who seem to be so comfortable all the time must be pretending to be guilty, right?"

"Oh? Really? Ask everyone who is more suspicious of us?" the female doctor said casually.

"If we break away from the wire, will you detonate the explosive?" The student took a deep breath and continued to ask, ignoring the mutual suspicion between the female doctor and the lawyer.

"I will detonate the explosives even if there is any sign of breaking away from the wire. Believe me, in order to gather you people and arrange this game, I have put a lot of thought into laying out a whole rule sheet. I will ensure that this game is absolutely Justice, anyone who breaks the rules will be sent to heaven." Iron Box said, "Do you have any questions?"

"In the killing game, I remember there was a profession of doctor. Doctors can save people, right? We must have a doctor here, right?" The lawyer leaned forward and asked urgently with a blushing face.

"Yes, there is indeed a 'doctor' profession in this game. He can designate one person to protect every night. If the target chosen by the killer coincides with the target protected by the doctor, then that night will be Christmas Eve and no one will die."

"So there are 'doctors' and there should also be 'police'?" The female doctor narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I'm a policeman." The policeman in the black jacket said subconsciously.

"I didn't tell you." The female doctor rolled her eyes at him.

"Can the 'police' examine people? Just like the original rules of the killing game?" the student asked.

"Sorry, there is no 'police' profession." Tiehezi said, "If you want to find the killer in this game, you can only rely on your speeches to promote it. Please point out the person you think is the most suspect and conduct the first round of voting. The 'killer' you think is out in the referendum. Starting from position 1, the referendum will begin after everyone has finished speaking."

"Who is No. 1?" The lawyer immediately looked around, nervousness written on his face.

"Calm down, the number is on the front of everyone's chair, so that the people next to you can know it at a glance." The policeman said. He turned to look behind Chu Zihang on the left and said, "College student, you are No. 6. "

Chu Zihang glanced at the back of the chair behind the policeman. Sure enough, there was '5' painted on it, "You are No. 5."

"Then I should be No. 1." The student on Chu Zihang's left said, "The numbers are arranged clockwise starting from my No. 1 position."

[Student No. 1 → Chu Zihang No. 6 → Police No. 5 → Flower-armed Man No. 4 → Lawyer No. 3 → Doctor No. 2 → Student No. 1]

"Has this so-called 'killing game' begun now?" the policeman asked, looking at the iron box.

The iron box made no sound.

"It seems that the game has indeed begun." Chu Zihang said calmly, and many people took a breath.

"So what are you going to do next?" The student looked at everyone.

Unexpectedly, no one stood up and yelled, "I will not accept this kind of game." Everyone sat in silence on their chairs, including the always arrogant man with flowery arms. They didn't dare to bet that the iron box's statement about TNT hidden in the wall was a bluff. Judging from the series of things they had encountered before, the current danger to the other party was probably serious.

"So, let's start from position 1?" Everyone looked at the students.