Qi Xia sat in his seat without standing up or looking for clues.

He felt something was off.

Psychological counselor Lin Qin was also sitting without standing up.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Qin absentmindedly covered her mouth and nose and asked.

"Me?" Qi Xia was taken aback. "Why? Do you want to give me a psychological diagnosis?"

"Not really, although intelligent people like you tend to have some psychological issues, the current situation is not suitable for psychological treatment." Lin Qin smiled slightly. "I just want to know what you're thinking."

Qi Xia pondered for a moment and said, "I'm thinking about the reason."

"The reason?"

Qi Xia ignored Lin Qin and instead called out to Dr. Zhao, asking, "Doctor, how long can an average person survive after being shot in the heart?"

Dr. Zhao turned around, pondered for a moment, and said, "If I remember correctly, when the heart is shot, a person will enter an unconscious state within a few seconds. However, since medical 'death' refers to 'brain death,' even if unconscious, the brain will continue to function for a few more minutes."

Qi Xia nodded. "The Sheephead Man screamed in agony for several minutes just now, indicating that his body structure is much stronger than that of an ordinary human, right?"

"Yes. In the case of being shot in the heart, it took him several minutes to completely lose consciousness."

Upon hearing Qi Xia and the doctor's conversation, everyone quieted down.

It was because of this scammer's clear thinking that all nine people were able to survive.

"So, what do you think is the reason?" Qi Xia pointed his index finger and thumb in the shape of a gun, placing it on his temple. "Most people would choose to commit suicide like this."

He thought for a moment and then pointed his hand from bottom to top towards his chin. "Or like this."

Qi Xia retracted his hand and pointed to his heart.

"No matter what... a person who wants to commit suicide will choose a way to die that causes the least pain. So why did he aim at his own heart?"

Qiao Jiajin played with the Goat's Head mask in his hand and then flipped the man's head, saying, "Maybe this idiot's head is too hard, and a gunshot can't kill him."

"If he's spitting blood, it means his body structure is the same as ours," Officer Li said. "Even if he's stronger, a gunshot to the head from this distance would definitely kill him."

Qi Xia nodded. "In that case, I can only think of one reason."

He pointed his finger at the mask in Qiao Jiajin's hand and said, "The reason the Sheephead Man shot himself in the heart is probably to protect something. The 'game' is probably not over yet."

Qiao Jiajin was taken aback. "Are you saying... he's afraid of damaging his mask?"

"That's right."

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Under Qi Xia's command, Qiao Jiajin turned the goat skin mask over, exposing the rough goat skin lining to everyone's eyes.

A rotten and sour smell emanated from it.

As Qi Xia expected, the inside of the goat skin mask was written with black pen.

However, some parts were stained with blood, but Qiao Jiajin didn't mind. He wiped it with his T-shirt, and the words became discernible.

"What is this?" Qiao Jiajin was stunned for a moment and began to read the words in his non-standard Mandarin:

"I am the 'Dog of Human.'"

"You have been cursed."

"I hope you can survive."

"The clock never stops, danger is all around."

"If you want to survive, turn in the direction of your hometown one hundred times."

"By the way, they say bamboo shoots grow after the rain. Why aren't bamboo shoots afraid of being hit by rain?"

"See you after the rain."

Qi Xia furrowed his brows slightly. It was indeed a hint for the next game...

The shadow of death that enveloped everyone couldn't be dispelled.

They had already died, but did they have to die again?

"Hey, scammer, what does this mean?" Qiao Jiajin asked.

"How would I know?" Qi Xia snorted coldly. "There are nine people here. Do I have to be the one to think?"

Lawyer Zhang Chenze slowly sat down on a chair and said, "Although I don't want to admit it, your thinking aligns well with the 'Organizer.' If you have any ideas, please speak up."

"I..."

Before Qi Xia could speak, the walls around them suddenly changed.

Under the shocked expressions of everyone, holes appeared out of nowhere.

The cement walls now resembled constantly changing soft material.

After a moment, rows of holes neatly lined the walls, as if they had always been there.

At the same time, the sound of chains being pulled could be heard from all directions.

"What's going on?" Everyone panicked.

"Look at the ceiling!" someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked up and found that even the ceiling was filled with densely packed holes.

Qi Xia finally stood up and took the goat skin mask from Qiao Jiajin's hand. He carefully looked at the last sentence.

"After the rain..."

"Rain...?"

Qiao Jiajin cautiously walked to the edge of the wall, peered into one of the holes, and was immediately startled. He took several steps back in a row.

"Oh my god!"

He shouted loudly, wanting to find a place to hide, but found that there was nowhere to hide.

"What's inside? What does 'retreating' mean?" Xiao Ran asked fearfully.

Everyone knew that Qiao Jiajin was already quite brave. If he was scared enough to retreat repeatedly, it must be something extraordinary.

"Oh my god!" Qiao Jiajin shouted, "It's harpoons! All the holes are filled with harpoons 'retreating'!"

"What does 'retreating' mean?" Dr. Zhao asked in confusion.

"It should mean 'winding up.' Since just now, the sound of chains has been constantly coming from all directions. Now these harpoons are all wound up and can be launched at any time."

"Hey! Scammer, think of a solution quickly!" Qiao Jiajin came to Qi Xia's side and said anxiously, "If they all launch at the same time from all directions, where can we hide?"

Qi Xia carefully pondered. It wouldn't be difficult for him to survive. After all, there were already two bodies at the scene.

The penetrating power of the harpoons was limited. He just needed to stack the two bodies in the corner, hide behind them, and although there was a possibility of getting injured, the survival rate would still be high."It's going to be difficult to keep everyone alive this time. I need to protect myself, so I won't be able to save you anymore," Qi Xia said softly.

"You..." Qiao Jiajin wanted to say something but stopped, turning to Officer Li and Dr. Zhao for help. However, they seemed even more helpless.

Qi Xia glanced at the few hints on the sheepskin mask again.

Did he misunderstand something?

Only when the last person remains, will this 'game' truly end.

If everyone is kept alive, this killing game will continue to emerge.

After all, this room is very strange, the walls on all sides can change at any time.

This doesn't seem to comply with any scientific principles, it's more like magic.

But if the Organizer is a powerful person who can use magic, why would they torment the nine of them who are already dead?

Is this some kind of sick game conducted by an organization that manages ghosts?

As Qi Xia was lost in thought, Lin Qin, who was looking at the mask in his hand, spoke up, "It says here... the method for us to survive. It says to 'spin a hundred times in the direction of home'."

Everyone calmed down a bit and began to ponder over this sentence.

"Does it mean to spin in the direction of our hometown?" Tian Tian asked.

"That can't be right," Qiao Jiajin shook his head, "In this room, how can you determine the direction of your hometown? And spinning a hundred times, apart from getting dizzy, won't have any effect."

"I don't care! I'll try it first!" Tian Tian randomly chose a direction and started spinning.

Qi Xia thought for a moment, knowing that things couldn't be that simple.