Ten Days End

If the phrase "rules are absolute" still applies to this second "game", then what is written on the mask is the solution.

But how to solve this?

When will the harpoon be launched?

"The clock will not stop for a moment"...

Could it be a quarter past one?

Qi Xia turned his head and looked at the clock on the table. It was already one and a half minutes. If "a quarter past one" was the time when the harpoon was launched, then there were less than ten minutes left.

"Turn one hundred times in the direction of your hometown"...

The hometowns of the nine people present were different, and "one hundred times" was not a small number.

If they thought in the wrong direction, they would easily waste these ten minutes.

But in this room, besides himself, what else could "turn"?

Qi Xia's eyes stayed on the clock in the middle of the table.

He leaned out and reached out to touch the clock gently, but found that it was firmly fixed on the table and could not move at all.

"The clock can't move, could it be the chair?"

Qi Xia looked down at the chair under him. It was an old, ordinary chair that smelled moldy. It was placed on the ground casually without any mechanism.

In this case, the only thing left was...

Qi Xia looked at the round table in the middle of the room and found it a little strange.

This table cannot be called a "round table" because it seems to be a polygon, but it has more sides, giving people the first impression of "round".

He stretched out his hand and turned the tabletop, and sure enough, a faint chain sound came from inside the table.

But the table was very heavy, and Qi Xia could only turn the table a few centimeters with a lot of effort.

"One hundred turns..."

This number is definitely not something that can be accomplished by only two or three people. The nine people present need to work together to turn the tabletop to have a chance of survival.

Ringo keenly caught Qi Xia's action, so he called everyone to stop.

Everyone walked to the side of the table and took a look, and found that the table could indeed be turned.

"You're really good, liar." Qiao Jiajin nodded and said, "Let's turn this table a hundred times, and we should be able to open the invisible door."

Qi Xia glanced at the clock again. Although time was tight, the problem now became more simple.

Turning this round table a hundred times in the direction of "hometown" can only give two answers.

Left, or right.

But everyone's hometown is located in the southeast, northwest, and northeast directions. How can we be sure of left or right?

"Qi Xia, do you know when the harpoon will be launched?" Ringo asked, covering her mouth and nose.

"The hint says that the time is "no stop", and it will probably be 1:15." Qi Xia said softly.

Qiao Jiajin's face changed after hearing this: "Doesn't that mean there are less than ten minutes left? Let's start turning quickly."

Dr. Zhao moved the body lying on the table to one side, and slowly sat down. He stretched out his hand to test the weight of the table and said, "But we only have one chance. What if we turn such a heavy table a hundred times in the wrong direction? ”

“Then there is a 50% chance of survival!” Qiao Jiajin said anxiously, “If you don’t move, you will die anyway. If you turn it, there is still a 50% chance of survival. Hurry up!”

After that, he used all his strength to start turning the table to the left.

Although Qiao Jiajin looked thin, he was very strong. He turned the table half a circle by himself.

“What are you still standing there for? ! Damn, help me!” Qiao Jiajin shouted to everyone.

The rest of the people knew that what Qiao Jiajin said made sense, so they could only help him turn it for the time being.

Now there is no correct answer at all, so they can only take a gamble.

But Qi Xia never moved.

He didn’t know where to think.

Left or right?

Why is the keyword "hometown"...

We are all Chinese, so it is "East"?

North is up, south is down, west is left, east is right, the answer is "right"?

What about people living in the west?

Or maybe the hometowns of everyone present are related to the "Zuo Zhuan" of the Spring and Autumn Period, and the answer is "Zuo"?

Qi Xia closed his eyes slightly, and wanted to use two corpses to block himself, but if everyone else died, what would happen when the next game came...

"It's not time to give up on them yet."

Qi Xia said to himself, then reached out and grabbed a piece of white paper from the rotating table, picked up a pen, stood up and walked to the side, he found an empty space to sit down, and began to write something "brushed".

Although everyone was a little puzzled, they still did not stop their hands, and they had turned the table more than ten times so far.

"If he hadn't said "liar" when he introduced himself,", I thought that guy was a mathematician." Qiao Jiajin said to Tiantian beside him.

Tiantian was a little dizzy from the rotation just now, so she could only nod perfunctorily.

This time, Qi Xia did not list the vertical formula, but just roughly drew a national map on the paper.

"Hometown...?"

His mind was working quickly, and he suddenly thought of something.

"Wait a minute..." Qi Xia widened his eyes, "If the "organizer" has such great magical powers that he can find people with similar experiences from so many provinces, then is "province" also a key point?"

He turned around and looked at the people who were rotating the table, and asked seriously: "Did anyone of you lie about the "hometown" issue just now?"

Everyone shook their heads.

After all, "hometown" involves accents and expression habits, and lying is easy to reveal flaws.

"Very good." Qi Xia nodded slightly, "Now please take turns to tell me your hometown again."

Officer Li said first: "I am from Inner Mongolia."

Qi Xia stretched out his hand and drew a black dot at the location of Inner Mongolia.

"I am from Sichuan." Lawyer Zhang Chenze said coldly.

"I am in Shaanxi..." Tiantian said.

"Dali, Yunnan." Kindergarten teacher Xiao Ran said.

"Guangdong." Qiao Jiajin said.

"Ningxia." Psychologist Ringo said.

"I work in Jiangsu." Doctor Zhao said.

Qi Xia marked everyone's hometown on the map one by one, and wrote his own "Shandong".

At this moment, everyone focused their attention on the writer Han Yimo, because he had never mentioned his hometown from the beginning.

"Han Yimo, are you from Guangxi or Taiwan?"

Han Yimo was stunned and asked: "How do you know?"

"Time is tight, you answer me first."

"I am from Guangxi..."

Qi Xia nodded, and there were only two provinces left for Han Yimo at this time.

Guangxi Autonomous Region and Taiwan Province.

If his answer was not one of these two, he would have told a big lie.

Fortunately, he told the truth.

Qi Xia also marked the last province on the map. At this moment, there were nine black dots on the sketch.

"It is so."

Qi Xia whispered: "Stop and turn right."

"Right?"

Qi Xia ran to the table quickly, threw the white paper on the table, and began to turn the table in the opposite direction.

Although everyone was a little puzzled, they followed him and turned.

Dr. Zhao took a look at the map and the nine black dots on the table.

"Why is it "right"? "