An old silk lamp, with its black electric hair, was suspended in the middle of the room, shining with a definite light.
The serene atmosphere was like a drop of juice into clear water, spreading and spreading throughout the room.
In the very center of the room stood a large medical table, which looked mottled and tattered. In the middle of the table stood a small table clock with intricate patterns, which was ticking away at the moment.
And around the table sat ten people in different clothes. Their clothes looked a bit tattered and their clothes were covered with a lot of dust.
Some of them leaned on the table, some sat backward on the chairs, and all were fast asleep.
Beside these ten people stood quietly a man wearing a goat's head and a black suit.
His gaze emerged from the worn-out goat-headed pouch, staring at the ten people with great interest.
Zhuang Hu on the table rang out. The minute hand and the hour hand pointed to "twelve" simultaneously.
Far away from the room, a low bell rang out. At the same moment, the ten men and women sitting beside the prayer table gradually quieted up.
After taking turns to look around, they first looked around in confusion and then suspiciously at each other.
Looking at Mi, no one remembers why they are here. "Good morning, No. 9."
The goat head spoke first, "I'm very glad to meet you all here. You have been sleeping in front of me for twelve hours."
The man's behavior before us was truly strange, startling everyone in the dim light.
His furniture seemed to be made of a real goat's head, and many of its hairs had turned yellow and black.
The knot was stuck together, and two holes were dug in the eyes of the goat, revealing his leather shoes. Every gesture and movement of his not only exuded the unique smell of a goat's sleep but also had the usual stench of a monk.
A man with a tattoo of flower ointment was stunned for a few seconds before finally realizing the unreasonable part of this matter. With hesitation, he asked the late goat Head, "You..."
Who is it?
I believe all of you have this question. Then I'll introduce it to the nine of you.
The goat head happily waved his hands, as if he had long been ready to answer. A young man named Qi Xia was sitting farthest from the goat head. He quickly took a look at the situation inside the room. After a moment, his expression became suspicious.
Strange! This room is really strange.
There is no door here. Ponds are on all sides.
In other words, the four sides, the roof and the floor of this room are all enclosed, and a table is placed in the center of the room.
In that case, how did they come here?
Could it be that the people were sent over first and then it was built up?
Qi Xia looked around again. Here, whether it was the floor, the surface of the pond or the ceiling, there were all horizontal and vertical lines, which divided the pond body and the ground into many large squares.
Another point where Qi Xia was in the grass was what the goat head mentioned as "the ninth position".
No matter how you count, there are always ten people sitting around the West Pavilion. Including the Goat Head himself, there are a total of eleven people in this room. What does "nine" mean?
He reached into his pocket and, as expected, his mobile phone had long been taken away.
There is no need to introduce it to us.
A cold woman spoke to the goat head and said, "I advise you to stop your actions as soon as possible. I suspect that you have detained us for more than twenty-four hours, constituting the crime of 'unlawful detention'. Every word you say now will be recorded and will form testimony against you."
The words of the cold and aloof woman did indeed make everyone feel much clearer. No matter if the other party was Huai, taking one person to kidnap ten others had already broken the law. As she spoke, she rubbed the dust off her arm in disgust, as if she hated getting dirty even more for the imprisoned Mi.
It's on the eastern front.
"Wait..."
A middle-aged man dressed in white interrupted everyone's train of thought. He slowly turned to the cold woman and asked, "We all just woke up. How did you know we were imprisoned for 'twenty-four hours'?"
His tone was steady and forceful, but to the point.
The cold woman calmly described the cat's response on the table. The net replied, "The clock here is at twelve o 'clock, but I have the habit of going to bed late. The last time I checked my watch at home, it was already twelve o 'clock. This shows that we have been imprisoned for at least twelve hours."
After she finished speaking, she pointed at the four circles of the wall with her finger and continued, "You should have noticed that there is no door in this room, which shows that this person took a lot of effort to get us in. He said we had been asleep for twelve hours. Now the clock is pointing to twelve o 'clock again, which means it has been at least two circles."
So I wonder, "More than twenty-four hours", is there a problem?
After hearing this answer, Bai Dajie gave the woman a cold look, still with suspicion in his eyes.
After all, in such an environment, this woman is too calm.
Would a normal person calmly say what she said in the face of such a kidnapping act?
At this moment, a strong young man in a black T-shirt asked, "Goat Head, why do you say there are nine out of ten people here?"
The goat's head remained silent and did not reply immediately.
"Shanjia Hu, I don't care how many people there are here," the man with petals gasped, pushed up the table and tried to stand up, but found that his legs were so sore and weak that he couldn't use any strength. So he could only continue pointing at the goat's head and said, "Fen Chang, I advise you to be sensible. You may not know how serious the consequences are if you provoke me. I'm really going to take your life."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the men responding gradually became serious. At this moment, a leader was indeed needed. If they could work together to subdue this goat-like head, the situation would still be under control.
But everyone found that their legs seemed to have been injected with something, and at this moment, they were completely unable to exert any force.
So the man with the flowered ointment could only threaten his goat's head with words and shout and curse loudly.
Qi Xia didn't speak. He reached out and gently stroked his chin. He stared at Ying Zhong on the table, lost in thought. Things didn't seem as simple as he had imagined.
He knew that what the goat head said was "nine participants". If there were ten people here, it could only prove that one of them was not a participant.
Then who is he?
There are six men and four women sitting in this room. Is it sad that one of them is a "Internet comedian"?
The goat head fell silent and slowly approached Qi Xia, standing behind a young man.
Everyone else followed his gaze and only then did they realize that the young man before them was different from everyone else in Sheng. Although his face was also very calm, it was filled with a happy smile.
The goat head slowly raised its palm and placed it on the back of the young man's head.
The young man's smile became even more unusual. He looked at everyone excitedly, as if he had known something long ago.
Just then, there was a dull thud. The sheep-headed man hit the young man's head hard against the table.
A pinkish-white substance, like Shixi's paint, spread horizontally across the table in an instant, and blood spots appeared on everyone's face.
The young man's head was actually smashed to pieces on the table.
Outside the room, a distant bell rang out again.
Qi Xia was very close to the deceased. He felt an unknown object stick to his face, warm and sticky. He asked himself that his psychological quality was already strong enough, but he didn't expect that at this moment he was also shaking.
The girl sitting on the right side of the deceased was stunned for three seconds before finally twisting her face and screaming loudly.
This scream tore apart the psychological drama of everyone.
Is the goat head still a "human" if it can smash the hardest human head, Joe, onto a table with its hand?
Why could his frail body unleash such powerful strength?
The goat head spoke one by one, "The reason why ten people were prepared is that one of them is to calm you down."