Judging from the position he was standing, the man at the head should be the invigilator 001.
He was like a visitor sheltering from the snow. He looked at the house and took off his black leather gloves. He smiled and said, "It's not bad, I know how to make a fire. It's a little snowy outside, and it's quite cold to come here."
No one laughed back.
Most of the people in the room shrank back.
As if he didn't see this kind of reaction, he walked to the hearth by himself and used the fire to bake his hands. The smile just now remained on the corner of his lips, with a lazy banter.
The snow that fell on the shoulders and neckline slowly disappeared, leaving a little wet trace, and it was slowly dried.
Everyone stared at him, but no one dared to speak.
The tin cans turned into powder when they were thrown out, but they came here without even breaking the skin.
Yu Wenzang trembled behind You Huo, resonating with You Huo.
"Are they still human?"
Mr. 001 seemed to have heard it, and turned his head to look at Youhuo.
His eyeballs are extremely deep black, hidden in the shadow of the backlight, and occasionally the bright colors of the lights are projected into it, which is fleeting. But the sense of playfulness still lingers.
You Huo looked at him blankly, held down the trembling spirit behind him, and asked calmly, "Can you shut up?"
Yu Wen didn't dare to move.
…
It wasn't until Mr. 001 finished the fire, put on his gloves again, and the invigilator who stayed at the door said in a business-like tone: "We are the invigilator this time, I am No. 154, I just received the news, among you Two people didn't answer the questions according to the rules."
The big belly Yu Yao's face was pale, and he couldn't stand, and now he was about to faint.
She was like a faucet, tears gurgling out.
As for the bald guy tied to the sofa... He couldn't breathe anymore.
"but… "
Someone suddenly spoke up.
Invigilator No. 154 stopped talking and looked at the speaker.
Yu Wen suddenly stuck his head out from behind You Huo.
Surprisingly, the person who is not afraid of death is actually his alcoholic Lao Tzu, Lao Yu.
"Most... At the very beginning, it didn't stipulate what questions we would use to answer." Lao Yu stammered when he was looked at.
"There are hints for all regulations," 154 said.
"Where's the hint?"
No. 154 looked at him blankly: "I'm not a candidate."
"But, but we don't know! Those who don't know are not guilty..." The more Lao Yu said, the quieter his voice became, and in the end it became a mosquito humming.
No. 154: "This has nothing to do with us."
No. 154 put on a coffin face and continued to say: "We only punish those who violated the rules, and the others continue to take the exam."
As he spoke, he took out a white paper note and read the scribbled message on it.
"According to the information, the offenders are a middle-aged man and a little girl—"
He turned his head to look at Mr. 001, then looked back at the note, paused for a few seconds, and repeated with a sullen face: "A middle-aged man and a woman. Two violators come with us. "
While he was talking, another invigilator, No. 922, had already picked up the bald man on the sofa and dragged him to the door like a dog.
The door was opened, and the cold wind roared in.
Xuezhu covered his face, and the people in the room screamed and shrank to the hearth, as if being touched by Xuezhu would be wiped out.
Everyone watched helplessly as Invigilator No. 922 stepped out of the house with a bald head, and suddenly disappeared into the snow.
He left bald horrified howls and a patch of water on the ground.
No. 154 continued to face the coffin and said, "There is another little, um, a lady..."
He raised his eyes, frowned and glanced around the room.
Lao Yu and two kind old ladies took advantage of the chaos to keep Yu Yao behind, but they were shaking like chaff.
No. 154's eyes were just about to fall there, Mr. 001 raised his chin towards You Huo, "The other is him, take it away."
"Who?"
No. 154 looked down at the note.
The sharp and scrawled handwriting on it clearly reads - little girl.
No. 154 looked at Youyou with a blank face.
You Huo, who was watching, frowned and stared at Mr. 001 with a cold face.
No. 154 has no doubt that if this cold-faced handsome guy had a knife in his hand, their boss's head would have been chopped off.
"This-"
Just as he was about to speak, Mr. 001, who gave the order, turned up the collar of his coat, turned and walked into the snow.
…
…
"Fuck! Brother!!"
"Damn it!! Why are you unreasonable!!" Lao Yu jumped up.
"It's not him! It's me! It's not him—" Yu Yao was at a loss for two seconds, and quickly pushed people away.
As a result, I saw the door of the house was open, and the sand-like snow was stirred by the wind and rushed in one by one.
There is no one else by the door.
The three invigilators, with the bald man and the confusion of mistaken arrest, disappeared silently long ago.
"Stop shouting! Everyone is gone, chase after you if you have the ability!" The tattooed man spat, strode over and slammed the door, then hung two more locks.
The room immediately became quiet, Lao Yu's eyes were bloodshot, he slapped his thighs with anger, and sat heavily on the ground.
Yu Yao fell back into his chair, crying even harder.
Since entering this room, she has not stopped, and she has almost finished crying all her life.
Yu Wenbai stood stiffly at the door for a while, then turned to pick up his dad, frowned and said in a low voice, "My brother left a message for me."
"What?" Lao Yu was startled.
That invigilator is so fast that it's not like a human being, and you still have time to leave a message
"Let me find a knife." Yu Wen said.
"What knife?"
Yu Wen shook his head slowly and didn't answer, but turned to look at the answering wall.
Lao Yu followed and looked over.
He first swept around aimlessly, and finally his eyes finally settled on one place.
It was a few thin knife marks.
"Who did it?" Lao Yu was stunned for a moment.
Yu Wen: "It was there before, it was there before the title was displayed, I saw it."
He thought about it again, and finally understood what his brother had done before.
"I see."
Lao Yu was confused: "What do you know about you?"
"Brother, he always said he was looking for a pen before, but he turned over an axe and hunting equipment." Yu Wen looked at the knife marks on the wall and said, "Didn't the invigilator also say it just now, all the rules are there. Prompt, those knife marks are."
The ink can't leave a mark on it, the knife can.
So it is prescribed pen.
Lao Yu's eyes lit up and he mumbled, "It's still amazing."
Yu Wen: "Huh?"
"Then let's find a knife! It's a little help."
Just as Lao Yu was about to turn his head to announce the news, Yu Wen held his mouth tightly.
"No no no no!"
Yu Wen pretended to appease Lao Yu, patted Lao Yu on the back, and said, "Don't worry, my brother will be fine!"
Lao Yuxue will be beaten out by him.
He said in a very low voice: "Brother said, the knife was hidden."
…
It snowed even harder.
There is no fixed number of winds, blowing in all directions. It was foggy everywhere, and the outlines of the mountains and tree shadows could not be seen clearly, but there were lights in the distance.
You Huo walked in the snow with a cold face.
The moment he was pushed out of the door, the house behind him disappeared, and he couldn't go back if he wanted to.
But one thing can be confirmed - accompanied by the invigilator, they will not be shattered in the snow.
But compared to Xue, the invigilator made him worse.
Bald is still mourning, making him look like a mourner. Fortunately, the road was not very long, and before he froze to death, he finally saw the house.
It was a small western-style building, alone and surrounded by trees.
Generally speaking, ghost movies like to stare at this kind of house.
"It's here." No. 154 pushed You Huo into the room.
Under the light, Youhuo's beautiful face may be frozen hard, her thin lips are tightly pursed, her skin is cold and white, and the taste of indifference and injustice is blowing on her face.
I don't know which genius did the decoration of this small building. The first floor is full of murals and sculptures, and the corners are filled with large and small. When you turn your head, you can see a stiff face of Bai Shengsheng.
The bald head sat on the ground as soon as he entered the house.
Seeing that he was about to faint again, No. 922 dragged him into the corridor without hesitation.
The bald cry came from there: "What? I was wrong and I was wrong - I'm not messing around anymore! What are you going to do?"
"Are you afraid?"
A low voice suddenly rang in my ears.
The Mr. 001 was standing next to You Huo, taking off his gloves, and asked casually.
You Huo glanced at him, and walked straight past him.
No. 154 glanced at You Huo, and then glanced at 001.
"What do I do?" The invigilator 001 rushed to the corridor and raised his chin, and said lazily, "Come on, someone can't wait."
…
The small western-style building looks small, but the corridor is very long.
It looks like it makes people wonder if it has hit a wall with ghosts and can't get out.
Fortunately, it's not really endless.
After a few minutes, 922 stopped in front, opened a door, pushed Bald in, and locked it.
You Huo finally opened his mouth with a cold face and asked, "How to punish?"
No. 154 was stunned for a moment, and said, "Close the confinement."
Confused: "… "
He thinks this group of people may have played Jiajia and become addicted.
He glanced at number 154.
154: "I didn't lie to you, it is indeed a confinement."
I don't know why, but when he was an invigilator, his voice changed from normal when he said this, and it was a little tight.
"You are afraid." You Huo said, "Have you been detained?"
154 frowned: "What am I afraid of, you need to be afraid."
As soon as he finished asking this question, he felt a little strange under his feet, the soles felt different, and seemed to be a little... sticky.
Immediately afterwards, he heard a faint sound of water.
He looked down and saw a thick sheet of water seeping out from under a door.
That door was closed for bald.
After stunned for two seconds, he realized that it was blood.
Within two seconds, the bald man's cry came out through the door. Because the sound insulation is very good, it looks stuffy and far away. But even so, the sadness and collapse can still be heard.
"Don't worry, I can't die." 154 said, and opened the other door on the opposite side. Taking advantage of the confusion, he pushed him into the door: "Hurry up."
After speaking, he closed the door with a bang, and locked it with a click outside.
Youhuo heard his voice coming in vaguely from the crack of the door: "It's just the wrong stationery, it's not so cruel. The confinement room will only make you experience the most feared thing in your life repeatedly, I will pick it up in 3 hours. you."
…
In a room on the second floor of Xiaoyang Building, Invigilator No. 001 sat in an armchair with his chin in one hand.
There was a metal bird stand on the table, and a black bird stood on it.
His eyes fell on the snowy forest outside the window, his fingers were fiddling with the bird's head, his face was expressionless, and he seemed a little bored.
The invigilator No. 922 is complaining frantically: "I urinated four times on the way on the horse, and when I say something, he is shocked by urination, and when I say something, he is shocked by urination!"
No. 154 came in, the note in his hand trembled: "Little girl! The little girl you wrote yourself!"
His coffin face finally couldn't hold it any longer. If he borrowed a hundred courage, he would dare to put the small note on 001's face.
Too bad he didn't dare.
However, after they scolded for a while, they found that the person in the armchair did not respond, and his eyes were still fixed on the window.
"Boss? Boss?" 922 tried to call twice, and finally had to raise the volume: "Qin Qiu!"
That Mr. 001 finally came back to his senses.
922 took 154 a step forward and slipped away.
154: "…"
my day.
Qin Qiu's eyes swept back and forth between the two of them: "I lost my mind and didn't hear clearly, and complained again?"
154 shook his head and said, "Forget it."
922 shyly stepped forward: "Boss... what are you doing?"
Qin Qiu raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you talking about without thinking?"
"No... I just feel like you're in a bad mood." 922 said.
"Is there?"
"There is... a little." 922 thoughtfully said, "Because I was dragged over to invigilate the exam?"
"no."
"Then how do you..." 154 muttered.
"Higher voice, I didn't hear the second half of the sentence." Qin Qiu glanced at him.
When his dark eyes stared at people, it always made people feel uneasy, even if 154 and 922 had been with him for almost three years, they were still not used to it.
154 took another half step back, cleared his throat and said, "I said... You're in a good mood, why did you drag someone who didn't commit a foul over here. It's a bit against the rules."
Qin Qiu said, "I'm following the rules. Didn't you see the 'ink' on his hands?"
154 was stunned for a moment: "Oh, I didn't look closely..."
Qin Qiu poked the black bird's head and said, "Besides..."
922 and 154 pricked up their ears.
However, the boss of theirs had been for ten minutes, and he didn't say anything.
After another half day, he said, "Forget it, it's nothing."
"… "
The two subordinates almost didn't come up in one breath, and they didn't dare to rebel, and left in despair.
…
There is a small attic on the third floor of Xiaoyang Building, which has a wall of white screens, and each screen corresponds to a confinement room.
The scenes experienced by people in the confinement room will be projected on it. To a certain extent, many people's secrets can be seen here.
But at this time, the room was heavily locked, and no one came to peep.
There are two screens that are lit, one is the bald one and the other is the wandering one.
On the screen where the bald man was, the lens was blurry with blood, and across the red layer, a figure with dangling shoulders and a pale face could be vaguely seen.
And the screen that you are confused on is blank.
The screen displayed the original appearance of the room, with three mirrors, a wall clock, a wooden table and a wooden stool. It was gone.
…
Three hours later, No. 154 came to open the door of the confinement room with the key.
He was ready to be blown away by his arms and thighs, but as soon as the lock was withdrawn, he was stunned.
Because there was nothing in the confinement room, the cold-faced handsome guy who was locked up was already lying on the table and fell asleep.
He covered his face with his elbows, like taking a nap in a real high school class.
The sound of 154 entering the door finally woke him up.
He frowned and half-opened his eyes, glanced at 154, and closed them again. After a while with a face full of anger and impatience, he straightened up and leaned on the back of the chair, asking, "Is it finished?"
154: "..."
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