Following Xu Fang's finger, the crowd looked at the ...... rows of candles on the walls.
The large wrist-thick candles were fixed to the bottom table, which in turn was attached to the wall, and from time to time the candlelight swayed to reflect the basement red.
Details?
"The candles' flames will fall at any time to turn this place into a sea of fire?" Xu Tong furrowed his brow and considered the possibility.
"Nice security consciousness! But I don't mean our current dangerous situation, but - why do we need candles for lighting here?"
"Because this basement is too dark, how can we see without candles?" Yao Mei said in disbelief.
"How do you know this is the basement?" Xu Fang looked at Yao Mei, "What makes you have the illusion that this is the basement?"
"This is obviously a secret room!" Yao Mei knocked on the concrete wall behind him, "Such a dark place, not even a window, what is it if not a basement?"
Xu Fang reached out and gently took down a burning candle.
"From the time we got here to now, about eight minutes have passed, and this heel candle burned half a centimeter. The candle is more than twenty centimeters long, which means that in six hours, it has burned out exactly."
After saying that, Xu Fang stared at the bottom of the candle and pondered a little.
The bottom of the candle had accumulated a lot of wax oil left behind after burning, which was obviously not the amount that flowed down in eight minutes. Combined with the details he found after just arriving at the grievance examination room, his pupils shrank and ideas gradually surfaced in his mind.
"Are you saying that the purpose of this candle is to suggest the time? But we can't even use 6 hours to do this question, and now the answer is already out ...... Is the result incorrect?" Yue Yang asked.
"No, the result is right, but you can't write. First, let's calculate how much time this secret room can keep us alive." Xu Fang rubbed the candle with his hand, felt its texture, paused for a moment, and continued.
"The main components of paraffin wax are n-docosane and n-eicosane, which contain about 85% carbon. This candle weighs one kilogram, and excluding the part that is not fully burned, burning it can also release 50 mos of carbon dioxide. This chamber is only 160 cubic meters of space, burning 7 candles, the concentration of carbon dioxide in the air will reach 5%, and now, this is burning candles have 38. This means that if we do nothing, after half an hour, there will be severe wheezing, ringing in the ears and accelerated blood flow. After an hour, it will be suffocated in the low oxygen and high concentration of carbon dioxide."
The crowd looked at me and I looked at you, and listened in awe. No one had thought of this, after all, coming to this place, everyone's attention was focused on the exam, who had the heart to pay attention to the concentration of carbon dioxide in the air.
"Quick, quickly blow out a few candles!" Yao Mei was the first to react and hurriedly tugged Zhu Chengtao's sleeve.
"Oh ...... oh!" Zhu Chengtao hurriedly went to blow out the candles.
"No need." Xu Fang laughed: "Eight or nine minutes is almost enough, do you feel shortness of breath, chest tightness?"
"I don't feel anything, and the stench in the air is not so obvious." Yue Yang said in surprise.
"No, it's just that the sense of smell is used to it."
"So, the environment we are in is not a secret room, but there are other passages?" Xu Tong caught the key point.
"Bingo! That's what it means."
"Even if there are other passages, what does that have to do with this question?" Wang Ping said coldly.
"Look at the question carefully." Xu Fang looked at the short-haired beauty and said, "The question asks 'How many heads are hidden in this room' instead of 'How many heads are there in total', which means... ...the answer is not unique!"
"So what?" The short-haired woman frowned, "Why not unique? Can you make it clearer?"
Xu Fang shrugged and slowly came to the center table and continued:
"If you move these four heads to other rooms, then the answer changes. If the test is alive, it should show us another way--"
Xu Fang yanked the table, keeping it at a strange tilt. The four heads on the table rolled smoothly into the hole at the bottom of the table. Then he grabbed the pen and paper in Yue Yang's hand and quickly wrote a "0" in the brackets.
The crowd was frozen in place, not reacting, Xu Fang's action was too fast, it was too long planned, the short-haired woman who was farthest away from Xu Fang wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
[The answer is correct, plus 4 points, the candidate's total score: 8, after deducting the dead candidate's remaining score:4]
A voice rang out inside everyone's head at the same time. At the same time, a familiar memory flooded into their minds.
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Time rewinds to 25 minutes ago.
"Again fucking arguing with me, believe me kick you? Motherfucker!" Yellow hair holding a wooden stick, a look of displeasure, cursing at the dark-haired youth in front of him.
"Brother Song, take it easy, this Xu Fang guy is just a retard, don't argue with him." The slightly fat Gao Shuang said to Zhang Song in a flattering tone, just like a lapdog posture.
"You understand me." Zhang Song cracked his mouth and smiled.
Xu Fang glanced at the short-haired woman next to him, and then looked at the two people in front of him, not knowing what had occurred to him, and there was a smile in his eyes.
"Well, really afraid of you two, what to write as you wish, but I am not in favor of the answer is '2' yo!"
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On the table in the middle were two rotten and maggoty heads, which the crowd found after searching the house -- there were only two heads in the house.
After the crowd's views diverged, short-haired women, Yao Mei, Yue Yang, Xu Tong that the answer should be "11", the reason is that the heads of the nine people in the house should be added. Zhu Chengtao, bald man and Xu Fang did not take a position.
But Zhang Song and Gao Shuang thought the answer was "2" and laughed at the crowd for being clever, and because of Zhang Song's arrogant attitude, the others dared not speak. Even the balding uncle did not dare to speak casually.
Zhang Song arrogant attitude, full of profanity, yellow hair, earrings, a non-mainstream clothes, serious tendency to violence. No one wants to deal with this kind of person, but things gather in groups, people are divided by groups, soon Gao Shuang and Zhang Song mingle, became Zhang Song's little brother, nodding and bending, a mouth "Song brother Song brother" called, almost kneel down to lick Zhang Song's shoes.
"How can you say what you want to say, the minority obeys the majority!" Yue Yang, who had a feeling that the team was about to undergo a horrific change, was very reluctant, if Zhang Song became the captain, I'm afraid that their new team would become Huang Mao's farming team. If this continues, it will be a big deal!
"Damn, looking for death?" Hearing Yue Yang's words, Zhang Song jumped like thunder and glared fiercely at the other party. Yue Yang was so frightened that he hastily shrank behind Xu Fang and the others.
"How spineless." Yao Mei muttered in a small voice.
The fear had overtaken the embarrassment, so much so that Yue Yang could not refute Yao Mei.
Xu Fang looked deeply at the short-haired woman and suddenly asked, "Aren't you going to do something about it?"
"Me? What can I do?" She froze for a moment, pretending not to understand, but did not know that the momentary expression had been caught by Xu Fang.
"That's right." Xu Fang's eyelids dropped and he muttered.
Xu Fang was well aware of the structure of this place.
He was the first to enter the place, and after entering, he saw the table in the middle of the room at a glance. The wax table closest to the table is 10 cm lower than the other wax tables, and the candle flame wavers imperceptibly with regularity. Xu Fang judged in 3 seconds that this is not a secret room and the location of the "vent".
He wanted to tell the others, but Zhang Song and the short-haired woman's performance made him change his mind.
Xu Fang put his fingers to his mouth and bit his nails.
Since electronic devices such as cell phones were not working, there were other ways to convey the message.
If the memory has changed, Xu Fang will be keenly aware of hints about himself. The most unlikely habit he has is biting his nails, for this reason even if the false memories fabricate a suitable reason, it is difficult to dissuade Xu Fang's alarm.
Of course everything is based on the fact that the grievance examination room cannot modify the candidate's body at will. Otherwise, the candidates will not have a little bit of autonomy, and this should not be called "examination room", but "slaughterhouse".
"Brother Song, write the answer." Gao Shuang handed the pen to Zhang Song.
Zhang Song picked up the pen and wrote down an ugly "2" in brackets. In Zhang Song's opinion, this exam looked scary, but in reality it was just like being retarded, how could it trap people like him?
"Hey, so easy to break the question ......" Zhang Song looked at the short-haired woman and the ponytailed woman,thinking how to get these two girls after the exam, the corners of his mouth showed smile. Suddenly, he felt where not quite right.
It seemed that ...... everyone was looking at him in shock, and Yao Mei covered his mouth with a look of desperately trying to hold back his screams.
"Why are these losers ...... looking at ,me with such eyes? Gao Shuang, where is your person? Gao Shuang? Gao ......"
Zhang Song suddenly stared in horror as he saw an additional human head on the table. That head, it was Gao Shuang, with Gao Shuang's terrified expression frozen on it.
Unbelieving like, Zhang Song slowly, little by little, lowered his head ......
below the neck, is the wooden table, the body, then disappeared without a trace.
[The answer is correct, plus 4 points, the total score of the current candidates: 4]
cold voice echoed in the mind, this is the last sentence Zhang Song heard. The next moment, the sharp pain plunged his consciousness into endless darkness.
