Chapter 3: Space
When the middle-aged man heard this, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, and he quickly smiled again: "I'll introduce myself first." ”
Because Song Qingxiao was in an unfamiliar environment, she was still frightened about entering this mysterious space, and she never relaxed her guard.
Since she was a child, the living environment and the life and death she has just experienced made her very sensitive to the subtle expressions of others, and she can perceive the contempt and dislike of this middle-aged man with glasses for the big man, but mixed with a little fear:
"My name is Zhou Jing, and I work in the Dongji Provincial Municipal Center and have many years of work experience." The middle-aged man said this with confidence on his face.
He was well-dressed and had a gentle appearance, which was indeed in line with the image of the staff serving in the Civic Center, and after his voice fell, many people looked at him with less vigilance.
In such an unfamiliar environment, when everyone doesn't know each other and is on their own, at least the identity of government officials will make people feel more reassuring.
Even the big man listened to Zhou Jing's self-introduction, and he restrained some fierce expressions.
As soon as Zhou Jing saw that his identity had calmed everyone, his expression was slightly excited, and when he opened his mouth again to let everyone sit in a circle, everyone was not as resistant to his words as before.
Song Qingxiao's body is still a little disobedient, her hands are still shaking, her image is already very eye-catching, and it has something to do with the fact that she came here at the last time, and she is soaked and her chest is covered with blood, and everyone's rejection and defense of her are also the most obvious.
She moved her body with great difficulty and sat closer, and Zhou Jing said:
"Let's talk about our respective identities and backgrounds and the circumstances of coming here, and share everything you know." He coughed and cleared his throat: "After all, this place is a little weird. "There were no doors or windows, and there was no sound except for the nine people present.
"I tried." As soon as Zhou Jing's voice fell, the male doctor in a white robe took his hand out of his pocket, holding a new type of smartphone in his palm:
"I can't dial my cell phone here, there's no signal."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone had a panicked look on their faces.
With the development of the times to the present, science and technology are advancing day by day, and the network satellite signal covers almost every corner of the world, and it is a very serious problem that the mobile phone cannot be dialed without a signal.
The woman in the red dress obviously didn't bring a bag that could hold a mobile phone when she entered the space, so she could only look sideways at the young man with a backpack with a double shoulder strap next to her, and watched him take out the mobile phone from the bag and tinker for a while, and finally raised his head in disappointment and shook it:
"I don't have a cell phone signal either."
After the person with the mobile phone looked at it, he found that the mobile phone had no signal, and Zhou Jing put down the mobile phone:
"My guess is that we may have been kidnapped by the gangsters, and the gangsters had already done some tricks to cut off the signal before the kidnapping."
His words caused panic among several people present, but Song Qingxiao felt that something was wrong.
Not to mention the mysterious voice that sounded in her head before, her method of entering this space was also beyond the scope of scientific explanation, and the gangsters couldn't do this kind of thing that could get people from the alley where she came home in an instant.
The idea had just crossed her mind, and someone was quick to ask:
"Impossible." The man who spoke was still the first to mention that the mobile phone had lost signal, and his expression was solemn: "I came to this place suddenly while I was working, if it is a man-made kidnapping, no one has the ability to do this!" ”
As soon as Zhou Jing heard someone refute, as if his authority had been provoked, he was suddenly a little unhappy:
"Nothing is impossible," he straightened his upper body: "Look at your pretense as a doctor, you should have a certain understanding of drugs, if it is a gangster who uses hallucinogens to make you unconscious in a very short period of time, and then moves you to this prepared place, your brain and eyes are affected by drugs, and you hallucinate about what happened before, so that you have the illusion that you are awake in this place." ”
Zhou Jing's tone was firm, his voice was low, he spoke sonorously and forcefully, and at the same time combined with body language to emphasize his emotions, many people were infected by him, and they all agreed with his guess from the expression.
No way! Song Qingxiao lowered her head, and when she heard this, she tightened the corners of her mouth.
Emotionally, she was willing to believe what Zhou Jing said, but intellectually, she couldn't agree with this.
Before entering this mysterious 'God's Trial Space', she was killed by strangers, and when she was dying, she chose to enter this trial, and then found that she had come back from the dead, and the wounds were gone, this situation was not real, like a dream, but the blood stains on her body and the sludge between her fingers proved that her previous experience was not a hallucination.
What's more, judging from what she has learned so far, Zhou Jing is from Dongji Province, and he is from the Imperial Capital West Street, which is enough to prove that the nine people, including herself, may be from different regions of the empire.
Even boldly, judging from the fact that her hair and uniform were soaked in the rain, some people here not only came to different places, but also the time and environment should be the same.
After she entered the space, when Zhou Jing spoke, the doctor found that the mobile phone had lost signal, and everyone had not been in the space for a long time, so they didn't notice the signal problem before that.
Based on the above situation, Song Qingxiao boldly guessed that no one can gather people of different times, different places, different environments, and different ages and genders together in roughly the same time, even if they are prepared, unless the other party is a god!
Once again, she thought of the voice ringing in her head, "Have you entered the trial of God?" She shuddered.
"Impossible!"
The doctor refuted Zhou Jing's words again, this time his tone was more somber, and he retorted again and again, which made Zhou Jing a little unhappy, especially when the people around him agreed with his guess, the doctor refuted himself like this several times, which made Zhou Jing's face gloomy and raised his voice:
"Why do you say that?"
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little tense, everyone glanced at each other, in this case, no one spoke rashly, and everyone's eyes wandered left and right on the faces of the doctor and Zhou Jing, as if they wanted to find a backbone.
The doctor glanced at the excited Zhou Jing, put the phone back in the pocket of his doctor's uniform, raised his wrist, and revealed a watch:
"Because the mobile phone signal can be artificially interfered with, but I found that the watch on my body also lost its function." When he said this, he sighed and tilted his wrist down so that everyone could see it more clearly, Song Qingxiao also raised his head and saw that the hands of his watch were out of control at this time and were spinning desperately.
"This is probably due to the influence of a magnetic field, and I suspect that we are in a mysterious space at this time." The doctor's words made everyone panic at once, and for some reason, when Song Qingxiao heard this, it seemed that he had verified his guess all along, and his body, which had been tense, actually relaxed a little.