This time when sending the candidates back to the cabin, 922 lingered at the door for a while.
After the last experience, he was really curious about what else Declan could do. As a result, within a few seconds, he felt regretful and heartbroken because You Huo came out.
922 looked helpless: "What's wrong with you?"
Declan: "I remembered something."
"What's up?"
"The examination room discipline here basically refers to the actual examination?"
922 nodded: "The reference must be a reference."
Declan: "There is one thing that is not mentioned in the exam rules."
922: "Which one?"
"Here, if candidates encounter problems, can they also approach the invigilator?"
922: "...Yes."
But we don't really want you to find it.
In order to avoid trouble, 922 immediately added: "Similar to the real exam, asking for answers is prohibited. We won't help with this, and we can't help."
Declan said "hmm" to show that he knew.
But he has always been very perfunctory. Knowing this...922 is skeptical.
"So how can I contact you if I have a problem?"
922 said: "Just...use the prescribed pen and write ------" under the test requirements on the answer wall.
He originally wanted to write down the invigilator's number, but because he was too resistant, his tongue was tied, and his words became: "Write 001."
Declan looked at him expressionlessly.
922 repeated innocently: "Yes, write 001."
...
After a century, Declan nodded, turned around and slapped him outside the door.
922 made a big deal and went back happily.
·
In the cabin.
The fire was still burning brightly, and everyone sat clearly separated.
Because of the hidden knife, the tattooed man was excluded from everyone and sat alone at the corner of the table with a gloomy face.
Everyone else stayed far away from him, even walking around them.
Seeing You Huo coming back, Finnian Yu jumped up.
"Brother! Did the invigilator do anything to you? What was the penalty? Are you okay?"
He waved his answering knife and asked a series of questions like a barrage.
Everyone looked over.
You Huo frowned and moved away from the blade, moved him further away with his feet, and said, "It's okay."
"Are you sure?" Finnian Yu didn't believe it at all.
He glanced at the corner and lowered his voice and said, "That man was only caught once, and now he's like this. How terrible is the punishment?"
You Huo looked towards the corner and saw the bald man who had been in confinement huddled there, his eyes were yellow and bulging with bloodshot eyes. He was shaking his body back and forth nervously, mumbling something incomprehensible words.
As if scared out of his mind.
When Declan saw the bald head, he thought of the solitary room and felt a little nauseous.
"Has he always been like this?"
"That's right. It's been three hours and it hasn't slowed down at all." Finnian Yu shuddered and whispered, "He kept mumbling. I even squatted there and listened for a while."
"say what?"
Finnian Yu shook his head and said, "I just heard the sentence 'fate is bad', oh, there seems to be another sentence 'burn paper money' or something like that, but I didn't understand the rest."
Declan said "hmm" without saying much.
"You got one more penalty than him, how come it seems okay?" Finnian Yu was very curious.
Declan didn't bother to explain, so he said perfunctorily: "The method is different."
Finnian Yu: "Then what have you been punished for?"
You Huo scratched his head and said, "After a good sleep, I sent a bucket of blood to the invigilator."
Finnian Yu: "???"
"Why are you sending blood to the invigilator?"
You Huo sneered coldly: "Who knows, he might like it."
Finnian Yu keenly realized that his brother was talking about him, not them.
"Which one? Like that thing? Is he a pervert?"
Declan: "001."
Finnian Yu: "Hey..."
·
Declan and the invigilator dislike each other and don't want to talk more about this topic.
He glanced around, frowned and asked Finnian Yu: "You were just paralyzed like this for three hours?"
"How is it possible?" Finnian Yu pointed at the answer wall and said, "Brother, your answer inspired me, so I went to write a few words."
Declan looked at the answer wall.
On it, Finnian Yu's words "dog crawling" were written all over it.
Declan: ...
Finnian Yu said: "Our teacher said, write whatever comes to mind. Even if you don't know how, if you write down the thinking process, you might be able to get a few points right."
Declan: "So you wrote an essay?"
He struggled to identify the words "dog crawling", pointed to one of the lines and asked, "What is this sentence?"
Finnian Yu recognized it harder than he did: "It seems...it is known that there are 13 of us and 12 sets of tableware."
Declan: "...Why are you copying the questions?"
Finnian Yu: "...When I usually have nothing to write in an exam, I will emphasize the key points of the question in order to add a few words."
Declan: ...
Also the key to the fucking question.
He pointed to another pile of circles: "What is this?"
Finnian Yu: "g=mg, g=98nkg..."
Declan: "What does this have to do with optics?"
Finnian Yu: "The main thing is... I don't know what the relationship between tableware and optics is."
Declan: ...
Finnian Yu was afraid that his brother would be angry, so he added: "There are also optics."
Declan was too lazy to read the long nonsense and asked directly: "Where is it written?"
Finnian Yu said nonchalantly: "Here, I wrote refractive index, parallel light, sphere, lens, focal length, imaging...are these words considered optical? I also drew two simple diagrams of mirror imaging."
You Huo had an expressionless face. Finnian Yu thought for a while, but pulled his brother away from the answering wall and changed the topic: "Let's not talk about such unhappy things. In addition to answering questions, we also did something else." "
In fact, they turned the house upside down after updating the answer wall.
The title says: This is the hut of Orion A. He has 13 sets of tableware, but the food is only enough for 12 people.
But they searched through the attic, cupboards, bottles and cans, and they didn't see Orion A, and they couldn't find any tableware. As for the food...
Its even more of a dream.
"We searched for more than two hours." Finnian Yu said dejectedly, "It took two hours for such a small shabby house! As you can imagine, we really searched it all over. There was nothing. It was a Bullsh!t question."
Declan asked: "Are you sure you have looked through everything?"
"Actually, that's not the case." A man wearing a bamboo stick wearing a hospital gown coughed a few times and interjected, "There are two places that were not touched."
He raised his bony finger and pointed at the two locked rooms.
On the two room doors, there is a hen hanging on one and a rooster hanging on the other. His neck was twisted, and his dark eyes were looking out the window motionlessly.
Maybe it's because those two chickens look weird, and every time they crow, it's either illegal or rolled up, so no one dares to touch them.
"We looked for the key but couldn't find it."
You Huo nodded, walked closer and took a closer look at the two padlocks, then turned around and scanned the wall.
Finnian Yu was afraid that his brother would pick up an ax and break down the door, so he quickly said: "Brother! I have played more games than everyone here. It's best not to force yourself on a locked door like this."
You Huo asked him coolly: "Do I look like I'm mentally retarded?"
Finnian Yu retracted his neck and did not dare to speak.
After a while, he said sarcastically: "Then why are you looking at the wall?"
"Has anyone touched any hunting equipment?" You Huo asked.
Hearing this, everyone turned their attention to the tattooed man.
"Fcuk, look at what I'm doing!" The tattooed man was furious: "You wronged me for hiding a knife before, why are you wronging me this time?"
"Unjustly accused?" You Huo frowned.
"With so many people rolling together, who the hell knows where the knife fell out." The tattooed man cursed a few times and said angrily: "Forget it, I can't explain it to you idiots!"
You Huo looked at him coolly.
Tattooed man: ...
After two seconds of silence, the tattooed man said: "Forget it, he... what do you want to ask, ask!"
Declan raised his chin toward the wall: "Hang the hunting gear you took off back to its original place, and I'll check its location."
The tattooed man stared at him: "Am I sick? I have to take it off and put it back on?"
·
Three minutes later, the tattooed man carried a bag of hunting gear and hung them back up one by one.
Declan put his pockets in his pockets and followed behind.
"I'm not a dog, can you stop acting like you're walking down the street?!"
The tattooed man cursed dissatisfiedly, but he honestly put the last item back, then spat in the air and walked away.
"Brother, what happened to the hunting gear?" Finnian Yu asked.
You Huo pointed to the last wall and said, "There are two empty nails."
"So?" Finnian Yu was still puzzled.
"Where did the thing hanging from the nail go?"
There was silence in the room.
Suddenly someone said: "Yeah...two things are missing. No one is hiding it, right?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Jasper Lao: "It was like that before."
Everyone looked at him.
"Just...before the exam, don't I want to go out for a walk?" Old Yu said to Declan, "You were sleeping, so I didn't call you. When I went out, I wanted to see if there was anything in the house. Umbrella, these two nails were empty at the time, I'm sure."
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sp;"So, since we entered the house, two pieces of hunting equipment have been missing?"
"Whose place is that?"
"Hunter A?" Finnian Yu guessed, "So...there is actually a Hunter A, but he is not in the house, but goes out to hunt?"
Everyone was a little panicked: "We can't go out. If he doesn't come in, how will we find him?"
Declan: "Maybe the time has not come yet."
·
Everyone was doubtful about the time, but Declan had already pulled up a chair and was sitting by the fire.
Everyone sat down uneasily and gathered around the stove in a daze.
Isla Yusupported his waist and moved over carefully. She looked at Declan for a while. The other person's profile was outlined by the firelight. He looked a little gentler than usual, but his downturned eyebrows still showed coldness.
She said with guilt on her face: "I'm sorry."
Declan raised his eyes and looked at her.
Isla Yuwhispered: "That ink...it was obviously written by me, but it caused you to be punished. I wanted to apologize to you before, but before I could say anything, you were taken away by the invigilator again."
Declan: ...
Isla Yusaid: "I know it's useless to apologize. If anything happens next time, I'll go for you."
Declan: ...
He lowered his eyelids and glanced at Isla, then withdrew his gaze and continued to light the fire: "No need."
Isla Yuopened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
She sat in a daze for a while, then suddenly asked Declan, "Aren't you afraid?"
Declan stretched out one leg. The stove was too warm and made him a little sleepy.
He was quiet for a moment and then said lazily: "What are you afraid of?"
"Afraid of death, afraid of breaking the rules... or whatever. Everyone is very curious, and they think you are very powerful and don't seem to be afraid of anything."
"Are you afraid it will be useful?"
Isla Yunodded and said softly: "That's right, but I can't help it. I'm very afraid..."
Declan didn't even raise his eyes and said, "You are not a coward. You dare to write on the wall with ink whose ingredients you can't even figure out."
He spoke effortlessly, as if he didn't even bother to move his lips. His voice was low and had a cold quality. But being roasted by the warm fire didn't mean there was any blame.
Isla Yulowered his head, still feeling so guilty that he didn't know what to say.
She held it in for a long time before she finally said: "I actually..."
But before she finished speaking, she noticed that Declan had one leg on the edge of the chair and his elbow on his knee, as if he was about to fall asleep again.
She was stunned for a moment, but swallowed her words. She did not wake up You Huo, and slowly moved back to the two old ladies.
"Why is he asleep again?" the old lady said softly, "Did he not sleep before he came?"
Finnian Yu vaguely heard this sentence. He glanced at You Huo and said no, his brother was so sleepy even after sleeping.
Isla Yudidn't say much. She leaned against the old lady, her eyes fell on a corner in the distance, and she seemed to be in a daze again.
·
After an unknown amount of time, the clock on the cabinet jumped slightly.
Beijing time, four o'clock in the morning.
The sudden rooster crow startled everyone.
They sat up suddenly and looked at each other. Only then did they realize that they had fallen asleep in a daze.
Finnian Yu slapped himself twice, sobering up a little.
As soon as he put down his hand, he heard a strange sound.
"Shh------"
He raised his hand to signal and asked softly, "Did you hear that?"
"What?" Old Yu stared at his son, confused.
"Didn't you hear it?" Finnian Yu said, "Just...a creaking sound."
The room suddenly became quiet, no one dared to move.
Everyone looked surprised and listened with bated breath.
Sure enough, about a few seconds passed.
The creaking sound started again, and this time everyone heard it.
It was like... something was dragging something heavy in the snow.
The sick man suddenly made a gesture, pointed out the window, and said silently: "This way."
Before he could close his mouth, the door opened with a creak.
A dark shadow was projected from the doorway.
Then, a white-faced man entered the house dragging a hemp rope. He has a broad frame but is not tall. His face is like overexposed paper, and his eyes are strange. The black pupils are so big that there is not much white left in them.
He hooked his back and rolled the rope bit by bit, the broad-backed knife and small trap ring hanging on his waist clanking.
No one spoke in the room, and everyone watched helplessly as he dragged a sack into the room and closed the door.
Only then did he turn his head to look at the fire, blinked his dark eyes twice, and said, "Ah... it's great, we have guests."
Everyone: ...
·
The one who comes to haunt is the hunter A that they have been waiting for for a long time.
He rubbed his hands slowly and said, "It's been snowing for the past two days and the mountains have been closed. I knew there would be food... Well, another guest is coming."
guest:"......"
"It's so cold outside." He said softly, "The snow was so thick that everyone hid and it was almost impossible to find prey. It took me a long time to dig out one."
He kicked the sack and smiled enthusiastically at everyone, his mouth almost cracking to the base of his ears: "You are so lucky, you caught up with my meal."
He sighed again and explained: "There is no way, there are too few things on the snow-capped mountains, and a group always comes after a long time. I have to tighten my belly to survive. So, I only eat two meals a day."
"One meal at 4 o'clock in the morning and one meal at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. There are not many opportunities to have a good meal with me." He looked at the clock on the cupboard and said, "Oh, it's just the right time. You must be hungry after waiting here for so long." Damn it, I can hear the sound in your stomach, can't you wait?"
guest:"......"
"How many of you are there?" He stretched out his finger and counted each of them one by one, "Old woman, sick man, hooligan, drunkard, drunkard's son..."
None of the names he called was pleasant, but the faces of everyone he counted turned green.
When he counted Declan, he paused and was not very happy: "Why is there still one who can't wake up?"
"Forget it." Hunter A's interest was dampened. He turned around and glanced at the questions on the answer wall and said, "I heard there are 13 people in total, but my food is a little short, only enough for 12 people. What a pity."
He said and licked his lips: "I'm really hungry. But you have to wait a little while, I have to get ready. This is the first time I've seen so many guests."
Finnian Yu: ...
This is also the first time I have seen such a girly hunter.
Hunter A bent down and grabbed the sack.
The sack looks very heavy. I dont know what it contains, and no one wants to know...
He dragged the sack to a corner of the house and stopped in front of the house where the hens were hanging.
The keys jingled, and Hunter A carefully picked out one and opened the door.
A strange smell of decay spread out.
It's hard to describe how bad it smelled, like rotting meat, dust, and rotting wood.
·
The room with the hen hanging in it was always thought to be the bedroom.
Only now did I realize that it was actually a kitchen.
There is a long desk inside, and it is not a problem to lie down on it.
On the other side is a long red wooden cabinet with several locks hanging on it.
Hunter A smiled at everyone, bowed again, and said, "Wait a moment, you'll be fine soon."
Then he closed the door.
·
There was silence by the fire for a long time, and someone said in panic: "I don't want to eat, I want to go home."
"Who the hell doesn't want to go home!" The tattooed man moved into the crowd at some point. He might also be afraid of the hunter A. "Can you go back? If you have the ability, open the door and rush out now!"
Everyone fell silent again.
After a long while, Old Yu swallowed: "That hunter has such a big mouth, he can swallow a lot of human heads without any problem. I always feel that he wants to eat people..."
Isla Yumurmured: "What's in that sack?"
Listening to these two sentences together, the effect is very scary.
Everyone's eyes turned to the window.
It was still snowing heavily outside. Before the exam, Jasper Lao went out to explore the road and said that there was snow on all sides and the trees all looked the same. There are no houses or people in a hundred miles, and its eerily quiet...
Where did the prey come from?
What's more, Hunter A said that he dug out the food.
When they first arrived in the afternoon, a man disassembled the radio without listening to instructions. Soon after, his body was buried in the snow...
Everyone remembered this incident in unison, with deep fear on their faces.
Finnian Yu was about to vomit.
"You're going to spit it out." You Huo's voice suddenly sounded, "Don't get all over me again."
"Brother, are you awake?!" Finnian Yu shouted in surprise.
"What are you shouting for? Can you please keep your voice down?" the tattooed man yelled in a rough voice.
Declan glanced at the tattooed man and said, "I didn't sleep."
Finnian Yu: "Oh------Then why do you always close your eyes?"
"My eyes are uncomfortable."
Finnian Yu remembered that his father, Jasper Lao, seemed to have said that Declan's eyes had been operated on and he would feel tired and uncomfortable after looking at bright things for a long time. But on weekdays, he never heard Declan mention it himself, so he never remembered it.
"Brother, did you hear what the hunter said?" Finnian Yu asked.
You Huo said "hmm".
Finnian Yu: "What should I do?"
Declan said lazily: "I'm a little hungry, waiting for dinner."
Finnian Yu: ...
Who are you scaring?
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