An old tungsten lamp was suspended by black wires in the center of the room, flickering with a dim glow.

The atmosphere of tranquility is like ink dripping into the water, spreading in the room.

In the center of the room lay a large round table, which looked mottled, and in the center of it stood a small table clock, with a very intricate pattern, ticking at the moment.

Around the table, sat ten men dressed in different clothes, their clothes a little shabby, and their faces stained with dust.

Some of them lay on their stomachs, some of them sat on their backs in their chairs, and they all fell into a deep sleep.

Beside these ten people, a man wearing a goat's head mask and a black suit stood quietly.

His gaze peeked through the worn goat's head mask, staring at the ten men with interest.

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

Far away from the room, a low bell rang out.

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

After they gradually sobered up, they first looked around in confusion, and then looked at each other suspiciously.

No one seems to remember why they're here.

"Good morning, nine." Goathead was the first to speak, "It is a pleasure to meet you here, you have been sleeping in front of me for twelve hours. ”

The man's outfit in front of him was really weird, and he startled everyone in the dim light.

His mask seemed to be made of real goat's head, and many of his hairs had turned yellow and blackened, knotted and glued together.

Two holes were cut into the goat's mask's eyes, revealing his sly eyes.

His gestures not only exude the unique smell of goats, but also a faint smell of decay.

A man with a tattooed flower arm was stunned for a few seconds, and finally realized the unreasonableness of this matter, and asked the goat's head with hesitation: "You...... Who is it? ”

"I'm sure you all have this question, so I'll introduce you to the nine." The goathead waved his hands in delight, and it looked like he had the answer ready.

A young man named Qi Xia sat furthest from the goat's head, and he quickly surveyed the inside of the house, and after a moment, his expression became solemn.

Strange, this room is so weird.

There are no doors here, and there are walls on all sides.

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

So, how did they get here?

Isn't it a wall that sends people over first, and then builds them?

Qi Xia looked around again, whether it was the floor, the wall, or the ceiling, all of them had horizontal and vertical lines, which divided the wall and the floor into many large squares.

Another thing that Qi Xia cared about was the "nine" mentioned in the goat's head's mouth.

The number of people sitting around the round table was ten, and with the goathead himself, there were eleven people in the room.

What does "nine" mean?

He reached out and touched his pocket, and as expected, the phone had already been taken away.

"You don't have to tell us about it." A cold woman opened her mouth and said to the goathead, "I advise you to stop your actions as soon as possible, I suspect that you have been detained for more than twenty-four hours, which constitutes the crime of 'illegal confinement', and every word you say now will be recorded and will form a testimony against you. ”

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

The words of the cold woman really made everyone sober up a lot, no matter who the other party was, she dared to kidnap ten people by herself, no matter what, she had already violated the bottom line of the law.

"Wait......" A middle-aged man in a white lab coat interrupted everyone's train of thought, he slowly looked at the cold woman, and asked, "We all just woke up, how do you know that we have been imprisoned for "twenty-four hours"?" ”

His tone was steady and powerful, but to the point.

The cold woman unhurriedly pointed to the table clock on the table, and replied: "The clock here points to twelve o'clock, but I have a habit of going to bed late, and the last time I looked at my watch at home, it was already twelve o'clock, which means that we have been imprisoned for at least twelve hours." ”

After she finished speaking, she pointed to the walls around her, and continued: "You should also have noticed that there is no door in this room, which means that this man has gone to great lengths to get us into this house, and he said that we have been sleeping for twelve hours, and now the clock is pointing to twelve o'clock again, which means that it has turned at least twice, so I suspect that "more than twenty-four hours", is there a problem?" ”

After hearing this answer, the white coat glanced at the woman coldly, still with suspicion in her eyes.

After all, in this environment, this woman is too calm.

In the face of this kind of kidnapping, would a normal person calmly say what she said?

At this moment, a sturdy young man in a black T-shirt asked, "Goathead, why do you say there are nine of ten people here?" ”

The goat's head was silent and did not answer immediately.

"Shovel, I don't care how many people ...... here" The man with the flower arm scolded, propped up the table and wanted to stand up, but found that his legs were paralyzed and couldn't use his strength, so he could only continue to point to the goat's head and say, "Pink intestines, I advise you to get acquainted, you may not know how serious the consequences of provoking me are, I will really kill you." ”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the men present gradually became serious, at this time there is really a need for a leader, if this goat's head can be subdued together, the situation is still under control.

However, everyone found that their legs were injected with something, and they were completely unable to exert their strength at this time.

So the man with the flower arm could only threaten the goat's head with words, shouting and scolding loudly.

Qi Xia didn't speak, reaching out and stroking his chin slightly, he stared at the table clock on the table, thoughtful.

Things don't seem to be as simple as they seem.

He knew that Goathead was talking about "nine participants", and if there were ten people here, it would only prove that one of them was not a participant.

So who is he?

There were six men and four women sitting in this room, could one of them be a "kidnapper"?

The goat head stopped talking, slowly came to Qi Xia's side, and stood behind a young man.

Everyone also followed his gaze, only to find that the young man in front of him was different from everyone present, and although his face was also dirty, he was filled with a happy smile.

The goat's head slowly raised his palm and placed it on the back of the young man's head.

The young man's smile grew more and more eerie, and he looked at everyone with an excited expression, as if he already knew something.

There was a muffled sound, and the sheep-headed man slammed the young man's head on the table.

The powdery white stuff spread horizontally on the table like a splash of paint, and blood was splattered on everyone's face.

The young man's head was smashed to pieces on the table.

Outside the room, a distant bell rang again.

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

He asked himself that his psychological quality was strong enough, but he didn't expect to tremble at this moment.

The girl sitting to the right of the deceased was stunned for three seconds, and then her face was contorted and she screamed.

The scream tore through everyone's psychological defenses.

Able to smash the hardest human skull on the table with his hand, is that goat's head still a "human"?

How could his emaciated body burst out with such great power?

The goat's head said slowly, "The reason why ten people have been prepared is because one of them is to use one of them to calm you down. ”