Ten Days End

This time, the silence lasted for several minutes, and everyone was accepting this incredible fact.

After a while, Officer Li took the lead in turning over his ID card, and it really said "Liar" on it.

Everyone turned over their cards one by one, and all of them were "Liar".

"You are very good..." Lawyer Zhang cast a look of approval at Qi Xia, "But how did you find out that we were all dead?"

Qi Xia pointed to his draft paper and said, "This is not difficult. I have been thinking, why is the room sealed? Why are there lines on the walls and floors? Why is there a clock in the middle of the table? And why did the sheep-headed man force us to take a "half-time break"? "

"The normal air consumption of a normal person is 0.007 cubic meters per minute, which is 0.42 cubic meters per hour. There are a total of ten people in this room, which means that the air consumption per hour will reach 4.2 cubic meters. "

"According to the sheep-headed man, we not only slept in this room for 12 hours, but also played games for nearly an hour. If we multiply 4.2 cubic meters by 13, we get the number "54.6".

Qi Xia circled "54.6" on the draft paper with a pen and said, "This is the number of cubic meters of air we should consume."

He looked around the room again and said, "But how many cubic meters are there in this room?"

Everyone followed his gaze.

"The organizer left us clues. They drew lines on the wall and floor, dividing the wall and floor into many squares, and the side length of each square is about 1 meter." Qi Xia pointed to the marks on the wall, "The number of squares on the wall is 3 times 4, the ground and the roof are 4 times 4, and the length, width and height of this room are 4 times 4 times 3, a total of 48 cubic meters."

"And how can a 48 cubic meter room contain 54.6 cubic meters of air?" Qi Xia frowned and said with a gloomy expression, "After so long, the air should be getting thinner, but we don't feel any lack of oxygen..."

Dr. Zhao pondered for a while, took Qi Xia's draft paper, pointed to the "49.14" on it, and asked: "What does this number mean?"

Qi Xia looked at Dr. Zhao with a very serious face and replied: "This is also the number of air that needs to be consumed, but it is calculated for "nine people." ”

"Nine people? "

Doctor Zhao was stunned for a moment. After all, there were obviously ten people in the room consuming air, but he was counting "nine people"?

"I made a bold assumption." Qi Xia said expressionlessly, "If the sheep-headed man is "not a human", then do we have enough air? Obviously not enough. "

"What kind of lunatic are you?" Doctor Zhao pondered, "You actually made such a weird assumption?"

"Is it difficult to understand?" Qi Xia pointed to the headless corpse on his right hand, "Doctor Zhao, you should know a lot about skulls. Generally speaking, can humans crush skulls with one hand?"

Doctor Zhao did not answer because he knew it was completely impossible.

Not to mention the human skull, even a rabbit's skull, it is not an easy thing to crush on the table with one hand.

Qi Xia retracted his gaze, looked at everyone again, and said: "Time is running out. I have written down my candidates. It's up to you next, but remember, as long as one person's answer is different from mine, everyone present will be "sanctioned". "

Everyone was a little timid.

A monster who could kill people at will was now "voted out" by them.

Is he willing?

Qiao Jiajin glanced at the goat-headed man with his peripheral vision and found that he had not moved at all. His deep eyes pierced through the goat mask, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Fan Jiachan, go all out!" Qiao Jiajin waved his hand and wrote down the words "man-goat".

Everyone hesitated for a moment and wrote down their answers one after another.

Qi Xia looked around and saw that they were all "man-goat" without exception.

The clock pointed to 1 o'clock, and the game was over.

The goat-headed man slowly stepped forward and said: "Congratulations, everyone, you have survived the "Liar" game. Now I will personally "sanction" the loser. "

Before everyone could react, the goat-headed man pulled out a pistol from his arms, turned the gun head against his heart, and pulled the trigger directly.

An unimaginable loud noise echoed in the narrow room.

In such a closed space, the sound was difficult to dissipate, and everyone felt a little tinnitus.

Then, the goat-headed man covered his chest and began to scream.

The huge shouting quickly overwhelmed the echo of the gunshot, and it continued to stir in the room, making everyone feel a little cold in their hearts.The goat-headed man screamed and spit out blood. After more than a minute, the sound became quieter and turned into a painful groan.

"What... what..." Qiao Jiajin stared at the goat-headed man, "Is he serious?"

After a few minutes, the groan could no longer be heard.

The nine people present suddenly found that they could use their legs.

Doctor Zhao stood up first, walked to the goat-headed man, reached out and touched the artery in his neck, and found that it had stopped beating.

"Hey!" Doctor Zhao shouted at the goat-headed man, "The game is over, how do we get out?!"

But a quiet corpse could not give Doctor Zhao any answer.

The others also stood up slowly.

There was no change in this room, except for the addition of a corpse.

"It's so strange... are we really dead?" Tiantian seemed to be still struggling with this question. She stretched out her slender palm and slapped herself hard.

"Oh!" Tiantian screamed, "It still hurts... Why can I still feel pain after death?"

Qiao Jiajin shook his head helplessly: "Why, have you died before?"

"I..." Tiantian was slightly stunned, "It seems that I have never died..."

"So, who knows what will happen after death. Looking at this situation, maybe this is hell." Qiao Jiajin looked at the two corpses in the room and felt uncomfortable all over. "I can not only feel pain, but also smell the stench."

"So what are we? Souls?" asked the writer Han Yimo.

After hearing this, Dr. Zhao also checked his body and found that his heartbeat, body temperature, and pulse were all normal. He was breathing normally, but he did not consume oxygen.

It seems that death is really a mysterious thing, and no medical common sense can explain it.

"No matter what we are, I don't want to be trapped in this small room for the rest of my life." Officer Li said, "Find a way out."

Officer Li walked to the side of the goat head and picked up the gun that fell beside him.

This action startled everyone, and they subconsciously moved away from him.

Officer Li skillfully pulled open the gun chamber and took a look, then removed the magazine and found that the gun only had one bullet, which was now empty.

This was both good news and bad news.

The good thing was that they didn't have to worry about someone using this gun to hurt others again, but the bad thing was that they couldn't protect themselves when they encountered other dangers.

Qiao Jiajin was very brave. He reached out and slowly took off the mask of the sheep-headed man, and found that under the mask was a man with a completely rotten face.

His eyes rolled up, and there was no sign of life.

"What a terrible face..."

Lawyer Zhang echoed from the side.