Chapter 1 Empty House

An old tungsten lamp hung in the center of the room by a black wire, flickering dimly.

The quiet atmosphere is like ink dripping into clear water, spreading in the room.

In the center of the room stood a large round table, which looked already mottled. In the center of the table stood a small clock with a very complicated pattern, which was ticking at the moment.

Around the table, ten people in different clothes were sitting. Their clothes looked a little shabby, and their faces were stained with dust.

Some of them were lying on the table, some were sitting on chairs, and they were all fast asleep.

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

His eyes pierced through the worn goat head mask and stared at the ten people 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 sounded.

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

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

It seems that no one can remember why they are here.

"Good morning, nine." Goat Head spoke first, "I'm glad 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 under the dim light.

His mask seemed to be made of a real goat's head, and many of the hairs had turned yellow and black, and were knotted and stuck together.

Two holes were dug into the eyes of the goat mask, revealing his cunning eyes.

His movements not only exuded the unique smell of goats, but also a faint smell of rot.

A man with tattoos on his arms was stunned for a few seconds before finally realizing the irrationality of this matter. He hesitated and asked the goat head: "Who...are you?"

"I believe you all have this question, so let me introduce it to the nine of you." The goat head waved his hands happily, and it seemed that he had already prepared the answer.

A young man named Qi Xia sat farthest away from the goat's head. He quickly took a look at the situation in the room. After a while, his expression became serious.

Strange, this room is so strange.

There are no doors here, just 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.

If so, how did they get here?

Could it be that the people were sent here first and then the wall was built?

Qi Xia looked around again. Whether it was the floor, walls or ceiling, there were all criss-crossing lines. These lines divided the walls and the ground into many large squares.

Another point that Qi Xia is concerned about is the "Nine Bits" mentioned by the goat head.

No matter how many people were sitting around the round table, there were ten people. Including the goat head himself, there were a total of eleven people in the room.

What does "nine" mean?

He reached into his pocket, and as expected, his cell phone had been taken away.

"There is no need to introduce us." A cold woman said to the goat head, "I advise you to stop your behavior as soon as possible. I suspect that you have detained us for more than twenty-four hours, which constitutes the crime of "illegal detention." Everything you say now will be recorded and will form testimony against you. "

As she spoke, she rubbed the dust on her arms in disgust, as if she hated being dirty even more than being imprisoned.

The words of the cold woman really made everyone sober up. No matter who the other party was, they dared to kidnap ten people by themselves. No matter what, they had violated the bottom line of the law.

"Wait..." A middle-aged man in a white coat interrupted everyone's thoughts. He slowly looked at the cold woman and asked, "We just woke up, how did you know that we were imprisoned?" "Twenty-four hours"? "

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

The cold woman calmly pointed to the clock on the table and replied: "The clock here points to twelve o'clock, but I have the habit of going to bed late. The last time I looked at the clock at home, it was already twelve o'clock. Now It means we were imprisoned for at least twelve hours."

After she finished speaking, she pointed at the surrounding walls and continued: "You should have discovered that there is no door in this room, which means that this person has spent a lot of effort to let us enter this room. He said that we have already After sleeping for twelve hours, the clock now points to twelve o'clock again, which means that it has rotated at least twice, so I doubt that "more than twenty-four hours" is a problem? "

After hearing this answer, the white coat gave the woman a cold look, still suspicious in his eyes.

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

Would a normal person calmly say what she said when faced with this kind of kidnapping?

At this time, a sturdy young man wearing a black T-shirt asked: "Goat Head, why are there ten people here, but you said there are nine?"

The goat head was silent and did not answer immediately.

"Xianjia Tuo, I don't care how many people are here..." The flower-armed man cursed and tried to stand up by holding on to the table, but found that his legs were too weak to use any strength, so he could only continue pointing at the goat's head. Said, "Fenchang, I advise you to be sensible. You may not know the serious consequences of offending me. I will really kill you."

After these words came out, the expressions of the men present gradually became serious. At this time, there really needed to be a leader. If they could subdue the goat head together, the situation would still be under control.

But everyone found that their legs were injected with something, and they were completely powerless at this time.

So they could only threaten the goat head with words and yell loudly.

Qi Xia did not speak, but stroked his chin slightly with his hand. He stared at the clock on the table, thinking.

Things did not seem as simple as imagined.

He knew that the goat head was talking about "nine participants". If there were ten people here, it could only prove that one of them was not a participant.

Who is he then?

There were five men and five women sitting in this room. Could one of them be a "kidnapper"?

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

Everyone followed his gaze and found that the young man in front of them was different from everyone else present. Although his face was also dirty, he was filled with a happy smile.

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

The young man's smile became more and more weird. He looked at everyone excitedly, and it seemed that he had known something for a long time.

With a muffled sound, the goat-headed man slammed the young man's head hard on the table.

The pink and white stuff spread horizontally on the table like spilled paint, and blood spots were splashed on everyone's face.

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

Outside the room, a distant bell sounded again.

Qi Xia was very close to the dead. He felt an unknown object stuck to his face, warm and sticky.

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

The girl sitting on the right side of the dead was stunned for three seconds and finally her face was distorted and she screamed.

This scream tore through everyone's psychological defenses.

Can the goat-headed man still be a "human" if he can smash the hardest human skull on the table with his hands?

How could his frail body burst out with such powerful strength?

The goat-headed man slowly spoke: "The reason why I prepared ten people is because I want to use one of them to calm you down."