Ten Days End

This statement almost woke everyone up, including Qi Xia.

Yes, the chances of "Liar" winning are indeed too great.

Qi Xia frowned, why is his chance of winning so great?

Lying to a group of strangers, they don't know you, and they don't understand you. It's hard for anyone to see through a random lie.

Can using a fake name really ruin eight lives?

Or...

The person who draws "Liar" is the chosen one, and this is an unfair game?

"No..." Qi Xia thought to himself, "If you can survive by drawing, it's better to write "life" and "death" directly on the card, so that it will be easier to achieve the goal. Otherwise, what's the point of this nearly one-hour game?"

A deep sense of disharmony spread in his heart.

Qi Xia kept thinking about every word that Goat Head said.

Could it be...

"Hey, it's your turn. "Qiao Jiajin reached out and patted Qi Xia.

He came back to his senses and found that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes.

It was too late to think about it now, otherwise he would appear more suspicious.

He calmed down and reorganized his thoughts.

He kept thinking about the sentence "My name is Li Ming, from Shandong" in his mind...

But this answer cannot be used at this moment. If you want to find the "solution" to this game, you can only gamble.

Qi Xia opened his eyes and said to everyone: "Everyone, my name is Qi Xia, from Shandong, and I am a professional liar."

"Liar?"

Everyone present exclaimed as soon as they heard the first sentence Qi Xia said. After all, the character of "liar" appeared in many people's stories.

This liar also vaguely connected everyone's stories together.

What's more ironic is that they have to judge whether a "liar" is telling the truth.

"Before coming here, I was trying to find a way to clean up the two million in my hands."

"Anyway, it took some effort, and I finally got 1.4 million. This is the most cost-effective way I can think of."

"But on the way back to get the money, I suddenly encountered an earthquake. When I walked to the door, I saw my house shaking constantly."

"Logically, you must not enter the room at this time. After all, the house is in danger of collapse at any time. But I am very worried about the people in the house, so I can only rush in at this time."

"Sure enough, when I entered the room, the porch collapsed, I was crushed and lost consciousness."

Qi Xia told the story in a flat tone and a few words, and everyone stared at him vigilantly.

He knew he was doing something very risky, but only in this way could he verify whether his idea was correct.

As long as the goat head spoke at this moment, it meant that his guess was almost right.

Just as Qi Xia thought, the goat head slowly came forward and said to everyone: "Very good, everyone has finished telling their stories. Now there is a twenty-minute free discussion time. After twenty minutes, everyone needs to write a name on the white paper in front of them."

"Sure enough!" Qi Xia raised his eyebrows, "Sure enough, there are twenty minutes!"

This explains everything!

Everyone was a little flustered at this moment. After all, there were only the last twenty minutes left to decide their life and death.

Qiao Jiajin and Li Shangwu both wanted to vote for each other. Perhaps because of their profession, the two were full of hostility.

And Dr. Zhao began to question the writer Han Yimo. After all, Han Yimo's story had nothing to do with everyone else's story.

Lawyer Zhang and Xiao Ran seemed to be skeptical of Qi Xia, while Ringo, Han Yimo, and Tiantian were still hesitating.

According to the surface rules, the "liar" in this game was about to win.

Because the votes were not unified.

The rules were very clear. Only if everyone chose the liar could the eight people survive together.

Qi Xia did not participate in any discussion and closed his eyes silently.

Countless clues swirled in his mind.

Goat Head said, "Among the storytellers, there is only one liar."

Goat Head said, "The rules are absolute."

Goat Head said, "You have been asleep for twelve hours."

Qi Xia opened his eyes. Now he only needed the last piece of information to solve this "problem."

But where is that information?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

The crisscrossing lines on the wall and the floor made him wake up instantly. He looked at the clock on the table again. It was almost 1 o'clock now.

"So that's it..." Qi Xia widened his eyes, "It was so close... I'm obviously a liar, but I almost got fooled by you."

Everyone seemedHe seemed to have noticed something strange about Qi Xia, but this liar rarely spoke from the beginning, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Hey, can you give me another piece of paper?" Qi Xia asked Goat Head.

Upon hearing this, Goat Head was obviously stunned, and then asked tentatively: "You... need another piece of paper?"

"Yes." Qi Xia nodded, "I need a piece of draft paper."

Goat Head was silent for a long time, took out another piece of paper from his suit pocket, and handed it to Qi Xia.

Qi Xia was not polite, took the paper and began to count.

He counted the large squares on the wall, a total of nine, and the squares on the floor and ceiling a total of sixteen.

"If I'm not mistaken..." Qi Xia wrote something quickly, "There is one square per square meter, which means we are now in a room that is three meters high, four meters long and four meters wide..."

"Four times four times three... Forty-eight cubic meters."

Qi Xia's hands trembled slightly: "Not enough... Not enough at all..."

Everyone stared at Qi Xia in confusion. This was clearly a question of inferring who was lying, but he was doing math problems.

He listed many vertical formulas and finally came up with the numbers "54.6" and "49.14".

When he saw these two numbers, Qi Xia's face was ashen, as if he was trying to accept something.

If his guess was completely correct, then the current situation was really terrifying.

His eyes kept flashing, and his thoughts had long flown away.

The arguments of the crowd gradually subsided.

The man in front of him did not participate in any discussion, but just kept calculating something. Did he really find the "answer" to this question?

After a long time, he raised his head and looked at everyone.

There was fear, hesitation, doubt and confusion in his eyes.

"Everyone." Qi Xia cleared his throat and whispered, "I didn't want to save you, but if you made the wrong choice, I would die. I absolutely cannot die here. Someone is waiting for me outside, so I have to find a way out no matter what. I can only announce the answer here. I hope you will listen to me carefully."

"Handsome boy, what does "answer" mean?" Qiao Jiajin, who was closest to Qi Xia, was slightly stunned, "Do you know who is lying?"

Qi Xia did not answer, but reached out to pick up his "identity card" and slowly opened it in front of everyone.

"This is the identity I drew."

Everyone looked closely and the three words "liar" on the card were particularly eye-catching.