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 people." 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 me is really weird, in the dim Everyone was startled under the 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, then. I'll introduce it to you nine." The goat head waved his hands happily, as if 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 you count, there are ten people sitting around the round table. Including the goat head himself, there are a total of eleven people in the room.

 What does "nine" mean?

 He reached into his pocket, and as expected, his 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 imprisoned even more. dirty.

 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 forceful, 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 that we have been imprisoned for at least twelve hours."

 After she finished speaking, she pointed to the surrounding walls and continued: "You should also find out that there is no door in this room, which means that this person wanted to let us in. After a lot of effort in the house, he said that we had been asleep for twelve hours. Now the clock points to twelve o'clock again, which means it has rotated at least twice, so I suspect "more than twenty-four hours". Is there 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?"

 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 more sensible. You may not know the serious consequences of offending me. I will really kill you."

 As soon as he said this, the expressions of the men present gradually became serious. Get up, we really need a leader at this time. If we can subdue this goat head together, then the situation is still under control.

 However, everyone found that their legs seemed to have been injected with something, and they were completely unable to use their strength at this time.

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

 Qi Xia did not speak, but stretched out his hand to touch his chin slightly. He stared at the clock on the table, thoughtfully.

 Things don't seem to be as simple as imagined.

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

 So who is he?

 There are five men and five women sitting in this room. Is one of them the "kidnapper"?

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

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

 The goat head 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, and he glanced at everyone with an excited look, as if he already knew something.

 There was a muffled sound, and the sheep-headed man hit the young man's head hard on the table.

 The pink and white stuff spread across the table like spilled paint in an instant, and blood gradually appeared on everyone's face.

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

 Outside the room, a distant bell rang again.

 Qi Xia was very close to the deceased, and he felt an unknown object sticking to his face, which was warm and sticky.

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

 The girl sitting on the right side of the deceased was stunned for three seconds, then her face finally twisted and she screamed loudly.

 This scream tore through everyone's psychological defenses.

 If you can smash the hardest human skull on the table with your hands, is that goat head still a "human"?

 How could his thin body be so powerful?

 The goat head said slowly: "The reason why we have prepared ten people is because we need one of them to calm you down."