end of ten days.

This time there was silence for several minutes, and everyone was accepting this unbelievable fact.

A moment later, Officer Li took the lead in flipping over his ID card, and it really said "Liar".

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

"You are amazing..." Lawyer Zhang gave Qi Xia a look of approval, "But how did you find out that we are all dead?"

Qi Xia pointed to his draft paper and said, "It's not difficult. I've been thinking, why is the room sealed? Why are lines drawn on the walls and the floor? Why is there a clock in the middle of the table? Let's enforce a "halftime break"? "

"A normal person's air consumption is 0.007 cubic meters per minute, which is 0.42 cubic meters per hour. 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 what the goat man said, we not only slept in this room for 12 hours, but also played games for nearly an hour. If we multiply 1 cubic meters by 4.2, we get the number "13". "

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

He looked around the room again, and said, "But how many cubic meters does our room have in total?"

Everyone followed his gaze.

"The organizers left us clues. They drew lines on the walls and floors, dividing the walls and floors into many squares, and the side length of each square is about 1 meter." Qi Xia pointed Refers to the traces on the wall, "The number of squares on the wall is 3 by 3, the floor and roof are 4 by 4, the length, width and height of this room are 4 by 4 by 3, a total of 48 cubic meters."

"How can a room of 48 cubic meters contain 54.6 cubic meters of air?" Qi Xia frowned and said sadly, "After so long, it is reasonable to say that the air is getting thinner, but we don't have any signs of hypoxia." Feel……"

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

Qi Xia looked at Dr. Zhao with a very serious face, and replied: "This is also the amount of air that needs to be consumed, but the calculation is for "nine people". "

"Nine people?"

Dr. Zhao was taken aback for a moment. After all, there were ten people in the room consuming air, yet he counted the number of "nine people"?

"I made a bold assumption." Qi Xia said expressionlessly, "If the sheep-headed man is 'not human', then do we have enough air?Obviously not enough. "

"What kind of lunatic are you?" Dr. Zhao pondered, "You actually made such a weird assumption?"

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

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

Not to mention a human skull, even a rabbit's skull, it's not easy to crush it on a table with one hand.

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

Everyone was a little timid.

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

Is he willing?

Qiao Jiajin looked at the goat-headed man from the corner of his eye, and found that he hadn't moved at all, his deep eyes pierced through the goat mask, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"The shoveler, let's fight!" Qiao Jiajin waved his hand, and also wrote the word "human sheep".

Everyone hesitated for a moment, and wrote down their answers one after another.

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

The clock hits 1 o'clock and the game is over.

The sheep-headed man walked forward slowly and said: "Congratulations, everyone, you survived the "Liar" game, and I will personally "sanction" the loser. "

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

An unimaginably loud noise echoed in the narrow room.

It was difficult for the sound to dissipate in such a closed space, and everyone felt a little tinnitus.

Immediately afterwards, the goat's head covered his chest and began to scream.

The loud shouting quickly overwhelmed the echo of the gunshots and continued to stir in the room, making everyone feel a little chilly.

The goat's head screamed and vomited blood, and it took more than a minute for the sound to subside, turning into a painful moan.

"What... what are you doing..." Qiao Jiajin stared blankly at the sheep-headed man, "Is he really here?"

After a few minutes, the humming ceased.

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

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

"Hey!" Doctor Zhao yelled at the goat's head, "The game is over, how do we get out?!"

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

The others also stood up slowly.

Nothing has changed in this room, except for an extra corpse.

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

"Oh!" Tiantian exclaimed, "It still hurts...why do you still feel pain after death?"

Qiao Jiajin shook his head helplessly: "Why, have you died before?"

"I..." Tiantian froze for a moment, "It seems that I have never died..."

"So, who knows what will happen after death. Looking at the situation, maybe this is hell." Qiao Jiajin looked at the two corpses in the room, feeling uncomfortable, "I can not only feel the pain , and you can even ask about the smell."

"So what are we? Souls?" asked the writer Han Yimo.

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, which cannot be explained by any medical common sense.

"No matter what we are, I don't want to be trapped in this small room in the days to come." Officer Li said, "Let's find out how to get out."

Officer Li walked up to the goat's head, and picked up the gun that fell in his hand.

This move startled everyone, and subconsciously moved away from him.

Officer Li skillfully opened the gun and looked at it, and then ejected the magazine again, only to find that the gun had only one bullet, which was now empty.

This is both good news and bad news.

The good thing is that they don't need to worry that someone will take this gun and hurt others again. The bad thing is that they can't protect themselves when they encounter other dangers.

And Qiao Jiajin was very courageous, he stretched out his hand and slowly took off the mask of the sheep-headed man, and found a man with a completely rotten face under the mask.

His eyes were rolled up and there were no signs of life.

"What a scary face..."

Lawyer Zhang echoed from the side.