Dangerous Personality

There are two people in each room, and only one person can survive.

Would you choose to kill each other?

This is a question that Chi Qing has pondered over and over for countless nights.

seven days.

Enough to change a person.

Chi Qing clearly remembered that his glasses would only tremble on the first day when he was in the room with him, just like when he first came, he huddled in a corner and asked him tremblingly: "What should I do..."

He was about to cry, as if he had seen his final outcome: "I want to go home, my mother is still waiting for me at home, she made my favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and is waiting for me at home, When can I go home, I can't stay any longer...I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

Waited until the next day.

Glasses say less.

He is more often staring at a place silently in a daze, sometimes it is the wall, sometimes it is the uneven ground, sometimes it is the door with only a small crack open, and the outside of the door is dark, but this door Doors don't bring any hope.

Chi Qing had a shallow sleep, and would wake up once after a while.

He slowly opened his eyes at night, and found that the glasses did not look at any other place this time.

This time the glasses were staring at him.

In the pitch-dark environment, with his glasses facing Chi Qing, he didn't sleep, his eyes were open, and he was staring at Chi Qing without blinking.

……

Chi Qing couldn't confirm whether he was in a daze.

Because that look is like the eyes of some kind of beast quietly dormant, waiting for an opportunity.

The sound insulation here is not very good. Although the usual conversations and speeches cannot be heard, the shrill screams can penetrate everything.

On the third night, after two o'clock in the morning, everyone heard the first scream after the man said "the game begins".

Accompanied by the screams, there was also the sound of violent, heavy objects hitting.

"what--!"

It looks like someone is banging their head against the wall.

Or to put it another way...was being bumped against the wall with his head held down.

The screamer wanted to say something several times, but he could only utter a few indistinct words from his throat, and then he was drowned out by the huge impact.

Everyone heard the movement, but no one spoke.

But they also knew that after this night, many things would change.

There are no knives, ropes, sticks and other props in the room, but if you want to kill a person, there are many ways.

Chi Qing had no doubt that it wasn't just the screaming person who died that night, someone must have had their throats strangled, their mouths and noses covered, and they died without making a sound.

Everyone kept their eyes open that night and did not sleep.

In the middle of the night, the glasses suddenly asked him: "Will you kill me?"

At that time, Chi Qing's cleanliness wasn't that serious, but he was a little more clean than ordinary people. He saved drinking water to wipe his hands.

After a long time, when the topic seemed to have passed, Chi Qing gave the answer.

"will not."

Just because Chi Qing doesn't do anything, doesn't mean he will tolerate the other party doing something to him.

In the middle of the night, he felt a burst of suffocation in his sleep, the lack of oxygen forced him to wake up, and the hands pinching his neck were tightening violently—when a person is in a hurry, rather than using other more indirect means, Often choose the most simple and rude one.

You don't even need to be patient, search for the murder weapon carefully, or try your best to plan a crime scene that looks like a "natural death", all you need is one and only thought, that is "kill him ".

All the cells in his body are clamoring for this.

kill him.

kill him.

……

Go to hell.

Chi Qing was at a disadvantage, unable to move, not even breathing.

He pushed up his knees with the last bit of strength, and hit the opponent's lower abdomen directly. Chi Qing obviously felt that the force holding his neck loosened, so he took advantage of this moment and secretly lifted the simple bed on the floor with his right hand He pulled out a hidden chopstick from under the bed sheet that he had sharpened.

Chi Qing pressed the chopsticks to the neck of the glasses: "Release."

Glasses hand a meal.

Chi Qing: "Otherwise, you can try whether I die faster or you die faster."

"I don't want to die," the glasses suddenly burst into tears, and the tears fell from the sockets of the eyes, "...I'm sorry, I'm just too scared, I don't want to die."

Chi Qing's strength also loosened a little. He was about to say something when the glasses suddenly rushed towards him, and the scarlet in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

However, many times fate always plays tricks on people.

Chi Qing really didn't expect him to rush over, and he snatched the chopsticks away smoothly. However, when the two of them fell backwards, the hands with glasses shook uncontrollably in the air, and the pointed end accidentally stuck into his carotid artery.

Chi Qing's back was pressed against the ground, and his glasses were pressed against his body with wide-eyed eyes.

Eyes full of red.

The pair of glasses on the boy's nose fell to the ground, and blood spurted out.

"It's time for a week," the man pulled open the iron gate and appeared seven days later, "Let me see... whoever survived."

At that time, Chi Qing thought this was his ultimate goal.

However, he did not expect that the seven-day game would not end with this.

Those who survived were automatically divided into groups of two and two, and were again disrupted and locked into different single rooms from before.

Another seven days began.

Chi Qing's eyes were blindfolded and he entered a new room.

This time, the personality of the boy in the room is completely different from that of the glasses. He sat quietly on one side of the bed, and when he saw Chi Qing coming in, he smiled politely at him, and said hello: "Hello!" .”

The two people's room this time is not so unusual, because they don't know how the other party "survived".

Everyone said that they had never killed anyone.

No one dared to really close their eyes and sleep.

Chi Qing kept speculating about that person's ultimate goal: If the situation continues to develop like this, then the children he has worked so hard to catch will die one after another, and the number of people will only become fewer and fewer... What does he want to do?

Did he just want to see them kill each other?

Chi Qing continued to think: what will happen in the end?

——In the end, there should be only the last person left.

Just when Chi Qing was about to fail, he heard someone knocking on the wall a few times, sending a message to him.

These things have never been communicated between him and Xie Lin.

Just like the director said today, "How did you survive", he couldn't answer for a while.

……

What about the solution?

How did Xie Lin survive?

At that time, did he move his hand?

"- Didi!"

The taxi arrived, and the headlights shone on Chi Qing through the gray rain.

Immediately afterwards, the driver rolled down the window and asked, "Is that the car you called?"

Chi Qing put away the umbrella, recovered and said, "Yes."