End of ten days

"I..." The man in the white coat looked calmer than the others, and even the corpse on the table could not affect him. "My name is Zhao Haibo, and I am a doctor. You should be able to tell from my clothes." He reached out and pulled his dirty white coat, and continued: "Before coming here, I was operating on a lady. The lady had a tumor in the ventricle. The tumor grew rapidly and continued to grow in the past six months. It has caused mild hydrocephalus. If the craniotomy is not performed as soon as possible, her life will be in danger." "I chose the frontal lobe surgical approach, and directly punctured the ventricle under CT positioning. In fact, every operation of this kind is accompanied by considerable risks, but the lady chose to take the risk in order to accompany her young son for a long time." "Generally speaking, in order to ensure the stability of the environment, there can be no breeze in the operating room, but no one expected something stronger than the wind to come." "When the earthquake came, I The lady's skull has just been removed, and she is cutting the hardener. If there is a problem, it is very easy to cause the brain to suffocate, leaving a devastating sequelae. " The difficulty is great. How can I stand back and cover a small piece of skull accurately? "" The nurse beside me was crooked and could not be balanced. I could only cover the lady's head with a sterile sheet in the panic, and then immediately turned to the organization to evacuate. The whole person fell to the ground. "" Don't wait for me to stand up again, the ceiling of the operating room cracks directly, and I immediately lose consciousness. "Everyone listened to the doctor's telling, and his complexion was not natural. In this story, he used a lot of medicine. If there is a word in these terms, no one can recognize it. "Doctor Zhao, where are you from?" the muscular man asked casually.

"I don't feel obligated to answer your questions." Doctor Zhao replied, "I've finished my story."

The muscular man opened his mouth but said nothing.

"Is it my turn?" A boy wearing glasses said with a flickering look in his eyes, "My name is Han Yimo, I'm..."

"Wait." The goat head suddenly interrupted Han Yimo's speech.

This action startled Han Yimo, and he turned his head back in confusion.

"What, what happened?"

"It's the "half-time break." The goat head said with a smirk, "Twenty minutes of rest."

Everyone was a little at a loss.

There is actually a "half-time break" at this time?

Qi Xia glanced at the clock in the middle of the table. Half an hour had passed since he woke up.

It was now half past twelve.

"That is to say, this "rest" is mandatory." Qi Xia silently said in his heart, "When it's half past twelve, no matter who the narrator is, they will be forced to rest for twenty minutes..."

But the game has only been going on for thirty minutes, and now it takes twenty minutes to rest?

Qi Xia frowned, he knew this was not something he had to consider.

The organizer of this game was originally a madman, there was no need to think about it with ordinary people's thinking.

So he could only brainwash himself again and again in his heart.

"My name is Li Ming, from Shandong."

Only by instilling this sentence into himself countless times, he could blurt it out when it was his turn to tell it.

Everyone waited quietly with embarrassment on their faces.

It was called "half-time break", but the atmosphere among the people became more depressing.

"Excuse me...can we talk?" The muscular man asked the goat head.

"Oh, of course, you are free now, I have no right to interfere." The muscular man nodded and looked at Dr. Zhao again: "Dr. Zhao, where are you from?" Dr. Zhao's face darkened: "I said, you seem to be very dissatisfied with me from the beginning, why must I tell you where I am from?" "Don't get me wrong, I have no ill intentions." The muscular man said in a steady voice, "The more you say, the more true it is. Since everyone has said their hometown, there is no need for you to hide it, right?" "The more you say, the more true it is?" The doctor did not He shook his head noncommittally, "I only know that 'the more you talk, the more mistakes you make'. If the rules are absolute, there is no problem with my current story. Besides, I don't believe any of you."

"That's a bit biased." The muscular man said, "There are nine people here, and only one is an enemy. If you are willing to cooperate with everyone, we can work together to find the liar. Now the more you conceal, the more suspicious it is. This is the second time I ask you, do you still want to conceal?"

The muscular man seemed to be very good at questioning, and with just a few words, he forced Dr. Zhao into a logical dead end.

The meaning of his words was very clear.

Only "liars" don't need to trust others, after all, they know their identity.

Now if the doctor continues to conceal, he will become the target of public criticism.

But how can someone who can become a brain doctor be an ordinary person? He snorted coldly and asked, "Then answer me first, who are you? What do you do?"

"Me?" The muscular man didn't expect the doctor to suddenly turn the tables, and his expression was a little unnatural.

"That's right, since you kept asking me after I told you, I can also ask you before you tell me." Doctor Zhao smiled, "It's fair, right?"

The muscular man thought for a while, nodded, and said, "You're right, I have nothing to hide, my name is Li Shangwu, and I'm a criminal policeman."

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him.

At this time, the word "criminal policeman" gave everyone an unimaginable sense of security.

"You are a policeman?!" The doctor was stunned.

No wonder he felt that this man was trying to find out something from the beginning. He was also the first person to propose "let everyone live", maybe he really wanted to save everyone.

The doctor's attitude obviously changed a lot: "If that's the case, then I apologize for my attitude just now. I'm from Jiangsu." At this time, the tattooed man Qiao Jiajin looked a little ugly: "I say, Doctor Zhao, do you want to believe this police officer Li?" "Huh?" Doctor Zhao looked at Qiao Jiajin in confusion, "What do you want to say?" Qiao Jiajin tapped the table with his fingers and said lightly: "Now is not "telling time", in other words... now everyone can lie."