Chapter 12: Your Hometown

If the phrase "rules are absolute" still applies to this second "game", then what is written on the mask is the way to crack it.

But how do you crack this?

When will the Harpoon be launched?

"The clock never stops......

Is it a little bit of a moment?

Qi Xia turned his head to look at the table clock on the table, it was already one and a half o'clock, and if "one o'clock and a minute" was the time when the harpoon was launched, then there were less than ten minutes left.

"Turn 100 times in the direction of your hometown......

The hometowns of the nine people present are different, and "100 laps" is not a small number.

If they think in the wrong direction, they can easily waste those ten minutes.

But in this room, apart from yourself, what else can "turn"?

Qi Xia's gaze rested on the clock in the center of the table.

He leaned over and gently stroked the clock, only to find that it was fixed to the table, unable to move a bit.

"The bell can't move, is it a chair?"

Qi Xia looked down at the chair under him, it was an old, moldy ordinary chair, it was placed on the ground randomly, and there was no mechanism.

In that case, only ...... are left

Qi Xia looked at the round table in the center of the room, and realized that there was something strange about it.

This table cannot be called a "round table" because it appears to be a polygon, but with a large number of sides, it gives the impression of a "round" at first glance.

He stretched out his hand and turned the tabletop, and sure enough, there was a faint sound of chains from inside the table.

But the table was very heavy, and Qi Xia could only turn the table a few centimeters with a lot of effort.

"100 Laps ......"

This number is definitely not something that can be achieved by just two or three people, and the nine people present need to work together to turn the table in order to have a chance of survival.

Lin Yi keenly caught Qi Xia's movements, so he shouted to stop everyone.

Everyone went to the table and looked at it, and found that the table could be turned.

"You're yours, liar." Qiao Jiajin nodded and said, "Let's turn this table a hundred times, and we should be able to open the invisible door." ”

Qi Xia glanced at the clock again, although the time was pressing, the problem now became more pure.

Turning this round table a hundred times in the direction of "hometown" is nothing more than two answers.

to the left, or to the right.

However, everyone's hometowns are located in various directions, southeast, north, and west, how can they determine whether they are to the left or to the right?

"Qi Xia, do you already know when the Harpoon will be launched?" Lin Yi asked, covering his mouth and nose.

The reminder says that the time is "non-stop", and it is estimated that it will be at 1:15 a.m. Qi Xia said softly.

Qiao Jiajin's expression changed after hearing this: "Isn't there less than ten minutes left?" Let's hurry up and start spinning. ”

Dr. Zhao moved the corpse lying on the table to the side, sat down slowly, reached out to test the weight of the table, and said, "But we only have one chance, such a heavy table turns a hundred times, what if we go in the wrong direction?" ”

"There's a 50% chance of survival!" Qiao Jiajin said anxiously, "If you don't move, you will die, and if you turn around, you still have fifty hopes to live, hurry up!" ”

With that, he began to turn the table to the left with all his might.

Although Qiao Jiajin looked thin, his strength was very strong, and he turned the table half a circle in just one person.

"What are you doing in a daze?! I'm lost, help! Qiao Jiajin yelled at everyone.

The rest of the people knew that what Qiao Jiajin said made sense, so they could only help him turn around for the time being.

Now there is no right answer, so you have to gamble.

But Qi Xia never moved.

He didn't know where to think.

Left, or right?

Why is the key word "hometown"......

Everyone is Chinese, so is it "Eastern"?

Up north and down south, left west right east, the answer is "right"?

What about those who live in the west?

Or is the hometown of everyone present related to the "Zuo Chuan" in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the answer is "Zuo"?

Qi Xia's eyes were slightly closed, and he wanted to use two corpses to shield himself, but what if everyone else died, what if the next game came......

"Now is not the time to give up on them."

Qi Xia said secretly, then stretched out his hand, grabbed a blank piece of paper from the rotating tabletop, picked up the pen and stood up and walked to the side, he found an open space to sit down, and began to "brush" write something.

Although everyone was a little puzzled, the movements in their hands still did not stop, and they had turned the table more than a dozen times so far.

"If he hadn't introduced himself as a liar, I would have thought that guy was a mathematician." Qiao Jiajin said to Tian Tian on the side.

Tian Tian was a little dizzy from spinning just now, so she could only nod perfunctorily.

This time, Qi Xia did not list the vertical type, but only roughly drew a map of the country on paper.

"...... hometown?"

His mind raced, and something suddenly came to mind.

"Slow down, slow ......down," Qi Xia's eyes widened, "If the 'organizer' has such a vast supernatural power that can find people with similar experiences from so many provinces, then 'province' is also a key point?" ”

He turned his head to look at the people who were spinning the table, and asked seriously, "Did any of you just lie about your hometown?" ”

Everyone shook their heads.

After all, "hometown" involves accents and expression habits, and lies are easy to expose flaws.

"Good." Qi Xia bowed slightly, "Now please take turns to tell me about your hometown again." ”

Officer Li took the lead and said, "I am from Inner Mongolia. ”

Qi Xia stretched out his hand and drew a black dot at the location of Inner Mongolia.

"I'm from Sichuan." Lawyer Zhang Chenze said coldly.

"I'm in Shaanxi......" Tian Tian said.

"Dali, Yunnan." Kindergarten teacher Xiao Ran said.

"Guangdong." Qiao Jiajin said.

"Ningxia people." Psychological counselor Lin Yi said.

"I work in Jiangsu." Dr. Zhao said.

Qi Xia marked everyone's hometowns on the map one by one, and wrote his own "Shandong".

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the writer Han Yimo, because he never said anything about his hometown from the beginning.

"Han Yimo, are you from Guangxi or Taiwanese?"

Han Yimo was stunned for a moment and asked, "How do you know?" ”

"Time is pressing, you answer me first."

"I'm from Guangxi......"

Qi Xia nodded, there were only two provinces left for Han Yimo at this time.

Guangxi Province and Taiwan Province.

If his answer is not one of the two, then he is telling a big lie.

Thankfully, he told the truth.

Qi Xia also marked the last province on the map, and there were nine black dots on the sketch at the moment.

"Sure enough."

Qi Xia whispered, "Stop, turn right." ”

"Right?"

Qi Xia quickly ran to the table, threw the white paper on the table, and began to turn the table in the opposite direction.

Although the crowd was a little puzzled, they also followed him.

Dr. Zhao glanced at the map and the nine black dots on the table.

"Why the 'right'?"