"Got a change of clothes." The cold male voice sounded in Ding Candle's ears, she opened her eyes suddenly, looked in the direction of the male voice, and saw only a man wearing a black hood, wearing a dark blue uniform, and holding a gun in his hand, the eyes that emerged from the hood's sockets flashed with cold light, like an emotionless poisonous snake staring at everyone closely.

"Hurry up! Don't stand still! The man's eyes moved slightly, and he slashed towards Ding Candle, and his hooded voice was muffled and sounded unusually terrifying.

Lowering his head, Ding Zhu saw the clothes he was holding in his hand, which was a gray burlap robe with a very rough texture.

There were many men and women around her, without exception, they were all very young, the oldest did not seem to be more than twenty years old, the youngest was five or six years old, and they were all silently changing their clothes.

In this silence, the scolding sound of the hooded man from time to time became a kind of terrifying fermenter, making the already solemn atmosphere in the whole room more and more depressed and trembling.

Finally, in such an atmosphere, a slender girl beside Ding Candle began to cry in a low voice.

"What are you crying about!" The hooded man had no pity for the girl's crying, and even strode up to her, raised the butt of his gun and slammed it into the girl's arm, and the girl screamed and squatted down.

This kind of change made everyone stop their movements and looked at them silently, but the hooded man didn't care, he raised his eyes like dead fish and looked around at everyone: "If you don't hurry up, you will be next!" ”

Although it was an insincere threat, the impact was indeed huge, and the teenagers who were still standing just now immediately lowered their heads one by one, quickly took off their clothes, and changed into the rough robes provided by the other party.

"Take off all your underwear and underwear!" The hooded man spoke again, and he looked at the youngest child with some displeasure, he was only about five or six years old, wearing underwear and underwear, and laboriously put the gray robe on his body.

The man's words made him feel a little dazed, he looked up at the hooded man, and muttered: "Mom said that you can't take these off in front of anyone." ”

"Mom? You're going to say goodbye to your dear mom forever soon. The hooded man squinted his eyes, and he almost roared: "Take it off!" ”

"No!" Although he cowered for a moment, the child still refused quietly and bravely, tears swirling in his eyes: "Mommy will always be there." ”

"Trash!" The hooded man was obviously impatient to talk nonsense with a small child, and he turned around and walked towards the child with his gun.

At this moment, a blonde boy standing next to the boy stood up, and he nodded eagerly at the hooded man: "I'm sorry sir, leave it to me, don't be angry with him, he's only six years old." ”

The hooded man snorted lightly, which was considered a tacit acquiescence, and turned to Ding Candle, who had been observing the situation here, and frowned: "Hurry up, what to see!" ”

Retracting his gaze, Ding Zhu quickly began to change his clothes.

It was a knee-length gray robe, without a fit, like a sack, empty and caged on the body, tied around the waist with a rope of the same texture as a belt.

The hooded man kept watch over everyone before he finished changing his clothes and walked out with his gun, and then the heavy iron door slammed shut.

The room, which had only one vent, fell into a deathly silence, and a lamp that was so dim that it had almost lost all light hung on the roof, barely able to be used as a light source.

There were about twenty or thirty people in the room, all of them young without exception, and their faces that should have been vigorous now took on a complete devastation that belonged to death and despair.

The girl next to her was still shivering, she should be crying, but it was a cry that she didn't dare to make a sound at all, she was full of extreme fear all over her body, and she sat by the wall, shaking as if she was sifting chaff.

"Are you okay?" Ding Zhu asked her in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"No, not good. I'm scared. The girl lifted half of her face, revealing her pale green eyes, which were overflowing with tears of fright.

"Don't be afraid, there's nothing you can't solve." Because there is no plot, Ding Zhu, who doesn't know the cause and effect at all, can only comfort the other party very routinely.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid."

"You're so brave." The girl wanted to smile at Ding Candle, but she only showed an extremely ugly and bitter arc desperately, and even this arc could not be called a smile.

She took a deep breath and stretched out her hand to Ding Candle: "My name is Les, what is your name?" ”

Yes? What's her name? She doesn't know! The devil knows what her name is!

Just when Ding Candle didn't know how to answer, she suddenly noticed a strip of cloth on the chest of Rice's clothes, which read "Les Frank." She immediately pretended to fix her hair and lowered her head to glance at her chest, and sure enough, there was also a strip of cloth on her dress that read: "Jenny Cooper".

"My name is Jenny." Ding Candle shook hands with Rice and immediately reported his name.

"Jenny, you're so brave, I'm scared to death." Les sobbed softly: "No, don't be afraid to die, anyway, I'm really going to die tomorrow." ”

Wait, girl, what did you say? Do you repeat again? I didn't hear clearly!

Ding Zhu felt that she must have heard it wrong, what is it called that she is really going to die tomorrow anyway, is this really the meaning she understood?

"What are you talking about......" Before Les could even ask what was going on, the heavy iron door opened again.

The perception that had exceeded fifteen o'clock made Ding Candle successfully feel the sudden tense atmosphere around him the moment he opened the door, almost everyone's breath was held, and his eyes were firmly glued to the iron door that was pushed open.

There was no accident, this time it was a hooded man who walked in, but it didn't seem to be the one just now, this one was obviously shorter, he stood at the door and said to everyone: "All stand up, stand in two rows according to the number I read, and don't speak!" ”

When he had finished speaking, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and began to pronounce his name on it.

Ding Zhu pricked up his ears and listened very carefully to the other party's reading list, for fear of missing the name of the task he had just learned.

As the other party shouted their names one by one, the people in the room consciously stood in two rows, and as one person entered his own team, there were fewer and fewer people left, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

"Number 24, Jenny Cooper." Finally, Ding Zhu heard his name.