The attic wasn't tall. A wooden pillar stood in the middle, holding up the roof like an umbrella handle.
A four-poster bed was stuffed in the small space. The bedsheets hadn't been washed for hundreds of years. The curtains were tattered and emitted an unpleasant sour smell.
Qin Jiu put a glove to his nose and looked around.
"Let me think, where should I put you," he said softly.
He was a little taller than You Huo. If he stood up straight, he would hit the roof, so he could only keep his head down.
"On the bed? The bedpost is just enough to hold the rope. It's definitely wide enough, but it's a little short. "
Qin Jiu shook the bedpost, wanting to test its sturdiness. As soon as he turned his head, he saw You Huo's "perish together" face.
If Yu Wen or Lao Yu saw You Huo's expression, they would definitely run away. But Qin Jiu laughed.
His low laughter was muffled in his throat as he said, "Well, it's not that clean. The pillar is a little thin, so there's a high chance it won't be tied … This place isn't big, what do you want?"
You Huo's face was cold, and he didn't intend to pay attention to him.
But Qin Jiu wasn't in a hurry and just waited.
After being stared at for a while, You Huo finally said impatiently, "I want you to lie on that fragrant bed by yourself, put the rope around your neck, and give me the other end. I just have to reach out and pull, and you'll be completely quiet. Is that okay?"
Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes.
For a moment, You Huo thought he must be unhappy. But he laughed again and said, "I'm afraid not, I don't have that kind of hobby."
You Huo: "…"
Psycho.
·
Psycho still had some humanity left. He didn't really put You Huo on the hunter's bed.
You Huo sat on the floor with his hands behind his back, tied to the pillar supporting the roof.
Qin Jiu went around him to open the window.
The window of the attic was very small, no bigger than a palm. But the cold air still washed away the unpleasant sour smell.
Qin Jiu asked, "Are you cold?"
These words were simply bullsh * t. Wearing a T-shirt on a snowy day, if it wasn't cold, would it be hot?
But compared to the cold, You Huo could not stand the rancid smell.
He ignored Qin Jiu's question and frowned. "Can you let me stand?"
"No."
"…"
You Huo stared at him coldly.
Qin Jiu returned to the bedside and leaned against the wooden round table, facing You Huo. "Your legs are too long. You might stumble when you run into me. It's safer to sit down. "
You Huo: "…"
Steady my ass.
You Huo turned his head and looked to the right, too lazy to bother with him.
On the right, there was a piece of glass where the wall should be. From You Huo's angle, he could see half of the living room downstairs through the glass. The examinees were either standing or sitting there.
Without You Huo, the group of old, weak, sick, and pregnant became headless flies, rubbing their hands and walking around in circles, not knowing what to do.
·
Yu Wen grabbed the knife and struggled against the wall.
He planned to write down all the physics formulas he had learned in his life, regardless of whether they were related to optics or not. In the end, after racking his brain, he realized that what he had learned in his life was only enough for him to write for five minutes.
When it was time to use the knowledge, he regretted not having enough.
Yu Wen had lived for 18 years, but this was the first time he thought of this sentence, and it hurt everywhere.
"Is there anything else? Do any of you remember anything? "He turned his head and asked the people behind him for help.
Yu Yao looked ashamed. "I studied physics and chemistry in high school. I switched to literature in university and worked for so many years … I can't remember if you don't write on the wall."
Yu Wen looked at her like a puppy. "Sister, think about it again. Anything is fine!"
He was lucky to look like his mother. Although he was far from You Huo, he could still be considered a weed in school.
Yu Yao was seen through by a mother's love. He hesitated and said, "I only remember a refraction diagram, the simplest kind. Don't laugh at me when I draw it."
"No laughing! I'll chop whoever laughs, really. "
This nonsense oath was too fierce. Yu Yao's face shrunk, and he held his stomach as he moved over. He drew an arc with the knife and drew two refraction lights.
Yu Wen said, "Oh." In his heart, he thought it was really simple. But he couldn't think of anything.
"Is there anyone else?"
Yu Wen was like a hysterical salesman, his eyes sweeping over the remaining people.
The two old ladies … forget it, they don't know anything about physics.
The tattooed man and the sickly bamboo had already lowered their heads in guilt.
The bald man was dizzy and peed. It was good enough that he didn't go crazy.
There was also an old man with twin granddaughters. The old man had some Alzheimer's, and the granddaughters were probably in primary school … Yu Wen couldn't do it to physically abuse children.
The foreigner, Mike, only knew two sentences — "Nishao" and "Nishoshmo". It was useless.
Lao Yu … Lao Yu only knew about wine.
Yu Wen finally experienced his brother's despair.
·
922 moved the luggage into the room and saw him standing in front of the furnace. He said, "I suggest you stay away from the fire. Don't burn to death before you answer the question."
Yu Wen thought to himself: Forget it, I'll burn charcoal and die a little red.
He raised his head and looked at the attic.
The glass had been worn for a long time, and the lights in the attic were dim. He didn't know what the 001 invigilator would do to his brother. Would his brother look here and see them at a loss, and then be disappointed and think that he was a waste …
"There are still five minutes." 922 reminded.
Everyone was panicking.
·
There was a limited space for people to live in and a limited space for people to sit in.
There were tableware on the dining table, and one of them represented death. The chairs couldn't be sat on.
922 carried the luggage around and squeezed 154 to sit on the sofa.
154 asked in a low voice, "Boss isn't in the attic?"
922: "I know."
154: "Then why did you put the luggage here? Are you waiting for him to move it up himself? "
922: "Two people are not to be trifled with are upstairs. I don't want to go up for the time being."
154: "…"
Useless.
922: "Why are you rolling your eyes at me? Why don't you go?"
154 sat upright and looked at the examinee. "I'll invigilate."
"Did I ask you to supervise this? The person who should be supervising is upstairs. "
"Boss is enough."
922: "…"
154: "…"
The two invigilators were speechless.
In the end, it was 922 who sighed. "I've been invigilating for three years … No, not only invigilators, even when I was taking my own exams, I've never seen such a lawless examinee."
He thought that 154 would nod in agreement. Unexpectedly, the other party thought for a while and said, "You've seen it before."
922: "Ah??? Who? When? "
154 raised his chin in the direction of the attic.
922 was dazed for a moment before he suddenly reacted … Yes, how could he forget! The last examinee who was so difficult to deal with later became invigilator 001.
How difficult was Qin Jiu back then? It was said that he almost made the exam system collapse.
"Speaking of which, I've always wanted to be braver and ask Boss about his past feats." 922: "After all, I've only seen it twice."
154 quickly stopped him. "Are you kidding? Don't mess around! "
922: "Why? I can't even ask? I realized that every time I mention Boss, you always interrupt me. "
"I'm afraid that you'll die too quickly." 154 said with a straight face. "Boss himself doesn't remember the past. It's said that there was an accident with the exam system and accidentally hurt him, so he forgot some things."
922: "There's such a thing? Why didn't I know? "
154 was expressionless. "Because you only know how to eat."
922 sat there dumbfounded.
154 added, "Didn't you realize that he doesn't mention the past at all? When I was an invigilator, I died once … Anyway, I don't want to go through it again. You definitely don't want to either, so please respect yourself. "
·
In the attic, the only light was not turned on.
The space was not big. The light from downstairs shone through the trapdoor and glass, enough to coat people or things with a layer of furry edges.
The snow outside the window was still very heavy, whistling and slapping past.
You Huo kept looking downstairs, as if he was silent and helpless, but also as if he was not in a hurry. His eyes were covered with a layer of clear light, and his ear studs occasionally flashed at a certain angle.
Qin Jiu looked at him for a while, then suddenly spoke in a deep and lazy voice. "Have I seen you before?"
After a moment, You Huo turned to look at him, his light brown eyes as cold as a winter's night.
"No. If you have, I'm afraid only one of you can live. "
You Huo's voice was cold and mocking.
"Is that so?" Qin Jiu propped up his cheeks, as if he really thought about it for a moment, then agreed. "It's a pity, but it does seem to be so."
As he spoke, the stairs in the attic creaked.
154's voice came. "Boss, it's almost time."
922's low muttering also came in. He seemed to be behind 154. "Is everything okay up there? Why am I so nervous? "
154 whispered. "Shut up."
"Boss." 154 poked his head in first. "Are you going down? It's time to collect the papers. "
Qin Jiu asked, "How are the answers? I saw a kid writing furiously and didn't stop. "
922's voice came first. "It's useless. I didn't look at what was written in detail, but I can guess with a glance. If I can get points with those answers, I'll celebrate by beheading."
154: "…"
·
On top of the cupboard was an old-fashioned clock. The second hand made a sound every time it moved. Usually no one cared, but now it was so clear that it made people anxious.
It ticked a few times, and the chicken collecting the papers began to cry.
The three invigilators stepped on the flustered sound as they went downstairs. In order to prevent violation of rules, they waited until the ninth cry before they untied You Huo.
Everyone was like newly hatched chicks in a bamboo cage, squeezing together in the corner furthest from the door. It was as if they wouldn't be kicked out of the exam room if they didn't score.
Almost all of the candidates closed their eyes, waiting for the judgment to come.
They waited for a minute.
922: "… Don't tell me there are too many words and the system is lagging?"
As soon as the invigilator finished speaking, there was a change on the answer wall. In the long and voluminous answers, there were two additional blood-red circles.
Yu Wen looked through the gaps between his fingers.
One of them was written by him: Refractive index.
The other was added by Yu Yao at the last minute: The extremely simple diagram of refraction.
Next to the two red circles, two numbers appeared:
Everyone looked at the numbers and didn't react.
The answer wall changed again. All the abandoned answers that didn't add points disappeared. In the empty space, there was an additional line of red words:
Bonus points: 1 out of 13 people died, answering the question requirement.
6。
Additional points: All candidates survived.
2。
The total score for this exam: 11 points.
The room was quiet for a long time, followed by Yu Wen's howl: "F * ck!!!! Add 11 points! I thought we were dead! In the end, we actually added 11 points! "
"Brother!!! I got one point, did you see that!!! "
In the deafening voice of the candidate, 922 asked 154 dumbfounded: "The system is crazy! Damn the questions and there's still bonus points?! "
Seeing 154 was also dumbfounded, he turned his head and stared at You Huo.
This big boss who was tied up for more than 20 minutes, relied on one leg to get 8 points.
You Huo coldly admired his expression, stretched out his good-looking hand and said: "Give me your head to celebrate."
922: "…"
After the system calculated the total score, it probably also felt that it was crazy.
After a long time, it squeezed out another line of words:
Answer: 2.
The total score jumped, from 11 points to 9 points.
Student Yu Wen, who was writing at a fast speed, went first.
1, followed by 2, a total of minus one point.
It was worth celebrating.
Just as the candidates and invigilators were going crazy in the room, the answer wall changed again:
Question: There are only 12 guests and 12 sets of cutlery left in the hunter's room. One for each person, there will be no more fighting. But the secret in the cutlery is still there. It is hidden under the light. The person sitting in front of the conspiracy will face the curse. Will that person be you?
Requirements: Find that special set of cutlery (but do not damage the cutlery)
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