The 241st Chapter Who Is the President (3)

The room was extremely quiet, and the two people who liked to comment on other people's stories also closed their mouths.

The atmosphere on both sides of the table was a little weird. The ten men in black robes looked at each other, and they seemed to be making eye contact.

"If it's not enough, I have other stories." Chen Ge is buying time for Zhang Ya. He is not interested in other members. The purpose of coming here today is only to catch the person who is suspected of Zhu Xiu.

"Do you still have a story to tell?"

The members of the association at the dining table became even more silent. The first man on the right stretched out his hand and scratched his head. He looked at the fifth man on the left: "No. 5, are all the stories of this newcomer true?"

Several other people also looked at the most mysterious number five.

The black robe trembled slightly, and No. 5's relatively neutral voice came from under the mask: "I can see no trace of lying from him."

The five strange stories are all real experiences. What kind of "wonderful" life is this?

"It seems that we have to re-evaluate." The first man on the left turned his attention to the other three newcomers: "Your story is also very exciting, but unfortunately we can only keep three people."

He put his left hand on the table, held out a finger, and the second round of voting began.

Others quickly made their choice, with six holding out a finger.

"Over half of the vote." The man on the left looked at the newcomer No. 1: "I'm sorry, No. 1, you can leave now."

"leave?"

No. 1 panicked and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the first man on the left: "Next Wednesday, you still have a chance."

The suspicious No. 1 was asked out of the room. The man wearing a beak mask outside the door had been waiting for a long time. After he found out that it was not Chen Ge, he was a little surprised.

"Come with me." The bird-billed man took No. 1 away and closed the door.

When the security door was closed, the first man on the left said the second half of the sentence: "The premise is that you can live until next Wednesday."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a scream in the corridor, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling.

The second calf trembled a little,

Four people chose him just now. If there are two more votes, it will be him who will go out now.

"Don't be afraid, that newcomer just changed his form of existence." The voice of the first person on the left softened a lot: "You are welcome to officially join the Weird Talk Association, your three numbers are eleven, twelve and thirteen respectively. "

Chen Ge was the last to arrive, and his number was thirteen.

The blood in the shadow behind him became more and more obvious. Chen Ge, who had survived a crisis, slowly relaxed.

The Strange Talk Association is a hidden mission in the third sickhouse, which may be related to the world behind the door, and the reward for this mission is likely to be Men Nan's main character, a red-clothed man who can control the opening and closing of the "door".

"I have a question." The woman's number is twelve, and her mood has not fluctuated much: "The leaflet says, I can find a way to relieve my pain here, what can I do to relieve my pain? pain?"

"Don't worry, everyone here used to be in pain. Everyone is a patient. The purpose of the establishment of the Strange Talk Association is to help everyone relieve pain and complete redemption." The man on the right looked back at the girl standing in the middle: "Wait for you. After talking about the three real weird stories, we will help you according to your situation."

Chen Ge listened silently beside him. He originally thought that the Strange Talk Association was just a group of lunatics entertaining themselves, but he didn't expect them to find a deeper meaning for the existence of the association.

"How can real weird stories happen so easily?" When the woman said this, she glanced at Chen Ge with some fear.

"Strange stories have always existed, but you haven't encountered them." The man continued: "Every word on the flyer is true. In fact, many members have been redeemed by us. There was once a member who was abused by his adoptive father when he was a child. She was often beaten and pressed into the water, so she was particularly afraid of water. Later, under our treatment, her disease was finally cured, and she would no longer suffer from fear of water."

"How did you cure her?"

"It's very simple, we soaked her adoptive father in the water and let her destroy her own fears with her own hands."

"that's it?"

"It's as simple as that, each of us is a patient, but the cause and condition are different, so we will also tailor a solution for you at that time." The man on the right listened calmly and confidently. The face must be very mature.

"The conditions are the same, as long as you can tell three real weird stories, you can make a request to us, or you can choose to leave." The man laughed and said humorously: "It's the real leave. ."

"Three weird stories?"

The woman lowered her head in thought, and Chen Ge next to her listened to their conversation, and the more she listened, the more wrong it became.

What kind of treatment is this? Totally murder!

I am afraid that only a lunatic can think of such a crazy treatment method.

Chen Ge glanced at everyone at the table, and the patient who ran out of the third ward might be among them!

The devil in Ward No. 10 and Wu Fei in Ward No. 9 are probably the founders of the Weird Talk Association.

They are patients themselves, and the tenth ward is full of the pain they have experienced. No one can understand that feeling better than them.

For the pain that cannot be treated by medicine, they will treat it by themselves, and use the method of a lunatic to redeem the lunatic.

"Every new member can ask a question." The man looked at No. 2 and Chen Ge: "Which one of you will ask first?"

"I've been in some trouble lately and I'm being hunted."

After No. 2 said this, he raised his head and glanced at the crowd, but no one responded, as if this was a normal thing.

"I probably guessed your problem, and you're a desperate person again." The man on the left leaned back in the chair: "We won't help you settle the trouble, and we don't have the ability, but the association can take you in, even forever. you."

Newcomer No. 2 nodded, seemingly a little disappointed.

The eyes of everyone in the room focused on Chen Ge again: "What's your problem?"

"My question is relatively simple." Chen Ge felt the coolness on his back. He didn't expect that the monster behind the door and the patient in the third ward would combine to create such a thing.

After thinking for a long time, he said directly: "I want to ask who is the president of the association?"

"President?"

The men in black robes on both sides of the table were silent again. They looked at each other, and finally the first man on the left said, "Let's change the question."

"Can't you say it?" The more the other party didn't say it, the more curious Chen Ge became.

"It's not that we can't say it." The first man on the right took over the conversation: "We only know that the president is among the ten of us, but we don't know who it is."