An old tungsten lamp hung with a black wire in the center of the room, glistening dimly.

The quiet atmosphere, like ink dripping into water, spread through the room.

In the middle of the room stood a large round table, which looked mottled, and in the middle a small clock with a very intricate design on it, which was now ticking.

Around the table sat ten people in different clothes. Their clothes looked shabby and their faces were covered with dust.

Some of them were lying on the table, some were sitting back in their chairs, and they were all asleep.

Next to them stood a man in a black suit and a goat mask.

He peered through his worn goat-head mask, staring at the ten with interest.

The clock on the table struck, and the minute and hour hands pointed to "twelve" at the same time.

At the far end of the room, a dull bell rang.

At the same moment, ten men and a woman sitting around a round table slowly woke up.

As they gradually came to their senses, they looked around confused and then at each other.

No one seemed to remember why they were here.

"Good morning, nine o 'clock." The goat's head was the first to speak, "I am glad to see you here. You've been sleeping in front of me for 12 hours.

The man's outfit was so strange that it startled everyone in the dim light.

His mask appeared to be made of a real goat's head, with many hairs yellowed and blackened, knotted and stuck together.

Two holes were cut into the eyes of the goat mask, revealing his cunning eyes.

Between his gestures and movements, there was not only the distinctive mutton smell of a goat, but also the faint smell of decay.

A man with a tattooed arm stared for a few seconds before finally seeing the irrationality of this and hesitantly asked Goat head, "You...... Who said that about me?

"I'm sure we all have this problem. Let me introduce you to nine people." The goat's head waved his hand happily, as if he had already prepared the answer.

A young man named Qixia sat farthest from the goat's head. He surveyed the room quickly, and after a while his face became serious.

Strange. This room is so weird.

There's no door. There are walls on all sides.

In other words, the room is closed on all sides, the roof and floor are closed, but there is a table in the middle of the room.

So how did they get here?

Is it a wall, you send people over, and then you build it?

Qi Xia looked around again. Whether it was the floor, the wall, or the ceiling, there were horizontal and vertical lines, and these lines divided the wall and the floor into many large squares.

There is also a point for seven Xia to care about, that is, the goat head said that "nine."

There were at least ten people around the round table, plus the goat's head, and eleven in the room.

What does "nine" mean?

He reached into his pocket, and sure enough, the phone was already gone.

"No need to introduce us." A cold woman said to the goat head, "I advise you to stop your behavior as soon as possible." I suspect that you have held us for more than 24 hours, which constitutes an offence. UL detention. Everything you say now will be recorded and used against you.

As she spoke, she wiped the dust off her arms in disgust, as if she hated being dirty more than being imprisoned.

A cold woman's words, really let everyone wake up a lot, no matter who the other party is, dare to kidnap ten people, in any case, violate the legal bottom line.

"Wait a minute......" A middle-aged man in a white lab coat interrupted the crowd's thoughts, slowly looking at the cold woman and asking, "We have only just woken up, how do you know we have been imprisoned for '24 hours'?"

His tone was smooth and forceful, but to the point.

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The cold woman calmly pointed to the clock on the table and replied, "The clock here points to twelve, but I have a habit of staying up late." The last time I looked at my watch at home, it was twelve o 'clock, which meant we had been incarcerated for at least twelve hours.

With that, she gestured to the surrounding walls and continued: "You should also note that there is no door to this room, which means that this man made a lot of effort to get us into this room, he said we had been asleep for twelve hours, and now the clock is pointing to twelve again, which means it has turned at least twice, so I suspect" more than twenty-four hours, "is there a problem?"

After listening to this answer, the white lab coat coldly looked at the woman, still with doubts in his eyes.

After all, this woman is too calm in these circumstances.

In the face of such an act of kidnapping, would a normal person calmly say?

Then a stout young man in a black T-shirt asked, "Goathead, why are there ten people here and you say there are nine?"

The goat's head was silent, and there was no immediate answer.

"冚, I don't care how many people are here......" The man on the arm swore and wanted to stand up on the table, but found that his legs were paralyzed and his strength could not be sent out, and he could only continue to point to the goat's head and say: "Powder sausage, I advise you to understand, you may not know how serious the consequences of provoking me, I will really kill you."

As soon as the words came out, the expression of the men present gradually became serious, and this time there really needs to be a leader, if the goat head can be subdued together, the situation is still controllable.

But they found that their legs did not know what had been injected, and they were completely unable to exert themselves.

So they threatened the goat's head with words and shouted curses.

Seven summer did not open his mouth, reached out and gently touched his chin, staring thoughtfully at the clock on the table.

Things are not as simple as they seem.

He knew that the goat had "Nine participants" written on its head, and that if there were ten participants, it would only prove that one of them was not a participant.

Then who is he?

There are five men and five women in this room. Is one of them the kidnapper?

Goat head said no more, slowly walked to Qixia, stood behind a young man,

They followed his gaze and saw that the young man in front of them was different from everyone else in the room. Although his face was dirty, there was a happy smile on his face.

Go, Art's head slowly lifted the palm of his hand and laid it on the back of the young man's head.

The young man's smile became more and more strange. He seemed excited, looking at everyone. Looks like he already knows something.

There was a loud bang and the shepherd smashed the young man's head against the table.

Pink and white, like paint, spread across the table in an instant, and everyone's face was splattered with blood.

The young man's head was smashed on a table top.

Outside the room, the distant bell rang again.

Qi Xia was very close to the deceased, and he felt an unidentified object sticking to his face, warm and sticky.

He asked himself, his psychological quality is strong enough, did not expect at this moment began to tremble.

The girl sitting to the right of the dead woman froze for three seconds, then turned her face away and screamed.

The screams tore through the crowd's psychological defenses.

Can you smash the hardest human skull into a table with your hand, and that goat's head is still "human"?

How can his thin body be so powerful?

The goat's head began slowly and said, "We have ten men because we need one of them to keep you quiet."