This time there was silence for a few minutes, and everyone accepted the unbelievable truth.

Moments later, Officer Lee took the lead in opening his ID card, which read "Liar".

Everyone also turned over their cards one by one, and all of them were "liars".

"You're very powerful...... Lawyer Zhang cast an approving look at Qi Xia, "but how did you find out that we were all dead?" ”

Qi Xia pointed to his scratch paper and said, "It's not difficult. I've been wondering, why is the room sealed? Why do you draw lines on walls and floors? Why is there a table clock in the center of the table? And why did the sheep-headed man force us to have an "intermission"? ”

"The air consumption of a normal person is 0.007 cubic meters per minute, which is 0.42 cubic meters per hour, and there are a total of ten people in this room, which means that the air consumption per hour will reach 4.2 cubic meters."

"According to the sheep-headed man, not only did we sleep in this room for 12 hours, but we also played games for almost 1 hour. If you multiply 4.2 cubic meters by 13, you get the number "54.6."

Qi Xia circled the "54.6" on the scratch paper with a pen and said, "This is the number of cubic meters of air we should consume."

He looked around the room again and said, "But how many cubes are there in this room?" ”

The crowd followed his gaze.

"The organizers gave us clues that they drew lines on the wall and floor, dividing the wall and floor into many squares, each with a side length of about one meter." Qi Xia pointed to the traces on the wall, "The number of squares on the wall is 3 by 4, the ground and roof are 4 by 4, and the length, width and height of this room are 4 by 4 by 3, a total of 48 cubic meters. ”

"And how can a 48 cubic meter room hold 54.6 cubic meters of air?" Qi Xia frowned, and said with a gloomy expression, "After so long, it stands to reason that the air is becoming thinner, but we don't feel any lack of oxygen......"

Dr. Zhao pondered for a while, took Qi Xia's scratch paper, pointed to the "49.14" on it, and asked, "What does this number mean?"

Qi Xia looked at Doctor Zhao with a very serious face and replied, "This is also the number of air that needs to be consumed, but it is calculated as "nine people". ”

"Nine?"

Dr. Zhao was stunned for a moment, after all, there were obviously ten people in this room consuming air, but he counted the number of "nine"?

"I made a bold assumption." Qi Xia said expressionlessly, "If the sheep-headed man is not a human, then is our air count enough?" Obviously not enough. ”

"What kind of madman are you?" Doctor Zhao groaned, "You actually made such a strange assumption? ”

"Is it hard to understand?" Qi Xia pointed to the headless corpse on his right hand, "Doctor Zhao, you should know the skull very well, generally speaking, can a human being shatter the skull with one hand?" ”

Dr. Zhao didn't answer because he knew it was completely impossible.

Needless to say, a human skull, even the skull of a rabbit, is not an easy matter to crush on the table with one hand.

Qi Xia retracted his gaze, looked at everyone again, and said: "Time is running out, I have already written down my candidates, and it is up to you next, but remember, as long as there is one person whose answer is different from mine, everyone here will be "sanctioned". ”

The crowd was a little timid.

A monster that can kill people at will is now going to be "voted out" by them.

Is he willing?

Qiao Jiajin looked at the sheep-headed man with his spare eyes and found that he had not moved, his deep gaze came out of the goat's mask, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The Yan family shovel, let it out!" Qiao Jiajin waved his hand and also wrote the word "human sheep".

Everyone hesitated for a moment, and also wrote down their answers.

Qi Xia looked around, and without exception, all of them were "human sheep".

The clock points to 1 o'clock and the game ends.

The sheep-headed man slowly stepped forward and said, "Congratulations, you have survived the game of "Liar", and now I will personally "sanction" the loser. ”

Before everyone could react, the sheep-headed man took out a pistol from his arms, turned the head of the gun against his heart, and directly pulled the trigger.

An unimaginable loud bang echoed through the cramped room.

In this enclosed space, the sound is difficult to dissipate, and everyone feels some tinnitus.

Immediately afterward, the goat's head covered its chest and began to scream.

The loud shouts soon overpowered the echoes of the gunshots, and the constant stirring in the room sent chills down everyone's hearts.

The goat's head screamed and vomited blood, and it took more than a minute for the sound to fade into a muffled grunt of pain.

"...... What are you doing......" Qiao Jiajin looked at the sheep-headed man in a daze, "Is he really here?" ”

After a few more minutes, the muffled grunt could no longer be heard.

The nine people present suddenly found that their legs could use their strength.

Dr. Zhao was the first to stand up, walked over to the sheep-headed man, reached out and touched the artery in his neck, and found that it had stopped beating.

"Hey!" Dr. Zhao yelled at the goat's head, "It's game over, how are we going to get out?!" ”

But a quiet corpse couldn't give Dr. Zhao any answer.

The rest of the people slowly stood up.

Nothing has changed in this room, except for one more corpse.

"It's weird...... Are we really dead? Tiantian seemed to be still struggling with this question, she stretched out her slender palm and slapped herself hard.

"Oops!" Tian Tian exclaimed, "It still hurts...... Why do I still feel pain when I die? ”

Qiao Jiajin shook his head helplessly: "What, you died before?" ”

"I ......" Tiantian was slightly stunned, "It seems that I haven't died......"

"So, who knows what will happen when you die? If you look at this, maybe this is hell. Qiao Jiajin looked at the two corpses in the room and felt uncomfortable, "I can not only feel the pain, but also smell the stench." ”

"So what are we? Soul? Writer Han Yimo asked.

After hearing this, Dr. Zhao also checked his body and found that his heartbeat, body temperature, and pulse were all normal, and he was breathing normally, but he did not consume oxygen.

It seems that death is really a mysterious thing, and no medical common sense can explain it.

"Whatever we are, I don't want to be stuck in this little room for the rest of my life." Officer Lee said, "Let's find out how to get out." ”

Officer Lee walked over to the goat's head and picked up the gun that had fallen into his hand.

This move startled everyone and subconsciously stayed away from him.

Officer Li skillfully opened the chamber of the gun and looked at it, then withdrew the magazine again, and found that the gun only had one bullet, and it was now empty.

This is both good news and bad news.

The good thing is that they don't have to worry about someone taking the gun and hurting someone else, and the bad thing is that they can't protect themselves when they encounter other dangers.

And Qiao Jiajin was very bold, he reached out and slowly took off the mask of the sheep-headed man, and found that under the mask was a man with a completely rotten face.

His eyes were rolled up, and there was no sign of life.

"What a terrible face......

Lawyer Zhang echoed on the side.