Chapter 4: Five Questions

Mr. Gao, your second question is to guess whether I can walk out of the cabin alive

Mr. Gao, please listen carefully to my question. The one speaking this time is the person on the left. The three of them appear similar in build, differing only in the age of the paper masks they wear on their faces.

Mr. Gao, the final question is ... ...

Now please listen to the second question He did not tell me whether the answer is correct or not and continued to ask questions

After speaking, I stole a glance at that person; there was no emotional fluctuation beneath the paper mask.

Compared to the first question, this one is equally hysterical, exuding a sense of malevolence

Not bad, please listen to the third question

I followed the instructions, and as soon as it struck midnight, the sound of a basketball bouncing echoed in the living room. It was only when the bedroom door was opened that I realized I was doomed

Assuming your argument holds, the girlfriend in the text fell from the sixth floor, and it is possible that she landed headfirst, which is why she crawled up using her head. This aligns with the 'thud, thud' sound in the living room. When the bedroom door opened, the person hiding under the bed was immediately discovered by the girlfriend, who was upside down, thus he knew he was doomed

Mr. Gao, I hope you can answer the following questions seriously. If your answers do not satisfy us, you may never be able to leave here. " He paused for a moment and picked up the crumpled advertisement on the table, adding, "Just like the true owner of this card—Xia Chi.

My mind is racing, yet I am contemplating a deeper question: why did the other party present me with these four questions? What is their purpose?

Mr. Gao, please pay attention to the time

The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly oppressive, I unbuttoned the first two buttons of my shirt, with one hand in my pocket, gripping the personal safety device tightly

He invited me to a secluded cabin on the mountain, and I arrived on time as agreed, but he was thirty minutes late

Very imaginative, please listen to question four

Due to infidelity, I pushed my girlfriend off the sixth floor and disguised it as a suicide to deceive the police. However, perhaps because of my inner guilt, I always believe that my girlfriend will come back to find me

The door was tightly shut, and I stood by the offering table, my forehead soaked with cold sweat without my knowing when it had happened

I do not know if you have heard of murder films, which are a type of underground film that incorporates a large amount of brutal killing scenes, known only to a select few. Some say that these films are even real murder events filmed by the killers themselves

You only need to answer

I seem to have seen this question somewhere, but I can't recall it at the moment. After repeated contemplation and deliberation, I came up with a wildly imaginative answer

It was quite wonderful, and now only the last question remains. At this moment, the three of them unexpectedly spoke in unison, their level of tacit understanding had reached a frightening degree

"What kind of exam question is this?" I focused intently, not missing a single word in his question, but after listening, I found myself at a loss for how to respond. Their questions seemed less about selecting talent and more akin to a criminal psychology test

Ten years later, due to intoxication, he became entangled with a young woman who accidentally became pregnant, leading him to kill her and dispose of her body in a well outside the house. The next day, when he went to check, the body had disappeared

"It's nothing, please continue to ask." The situation is not right; I am focusing more on planning the escape route. As for the hosts of the underworld show, who would be willing to take on that role?

Twenty years later, tired of taking care of her immobile mother, she killed her and then disposed of the body in the well outside the house

Cold sweat trickled down from my jaw to my neck, and my Adam's apple involuntarily rolled

They were childhood sweethearts, believing they could watch the sunset together. However, at the age of 35, she was diagnosed with lung cancer. Holding the diagnosis in her hands, she laughed and cried, cried and laughed. Not a smoker, with no bad habits, how could she have lung cancer? She went to his office, only to find a bag of her favorite dried fruits in his drawer, alongside a bottle of medicine, a sight that was shocking, and tears streamed down her face. Three days later, she cried as she lit the birthday candles for him, but he was not there. She lit 34 long candles and one short candle, and with a low laugh, she said: "You have really lost weight."

Let's watch a video together; it shouldn't cost us our lives, right? Although this video... As I pondered, I suddenly noticed a detail: the friend's last statement mentioned that he has two children, yet his excuse for being late was that the third child had a fever. If the first and second children are present, then where is the third child?

A friend shared a highly anticipated film, the background filled with heart-wrenching cries and trembling laughter. A child, approximately ten years old, was tortured by a masked assailant for twenty minutes before dying. The plot was so harrowing that I regretted watching halfway through and turned off the television, questioning my friend in a loud voice: "How can you bear to watch such a film? Don't you have children yourself?"

Xia Qingzhi did not lie, but why is there no information about her brother in the household registration investigation, and even her family has no memory of Xia Chi? There are too many doubts, and it is completely baffling

Isn't her girlfriend already dead? This question seems somewhat contradictory. The premise for the question to hold is that the girlfriend is not dead; of course, there could also be another scenario where the girlfriend has turned into a ghost

The man in the text betrayed the woman; he smeared carcinogenic substances on the dried fruits she loved, intending for her to die. Upon discovering everything, the woman killed the man, refined his body into oil, and made wax from it. However, it was not enough to produce 35 pieces, which is why she remarked that he had truly lost weight

At this point, I can only brace myself and analyze, reasoning based on the limited clues provided in the story

One day, while drinking with a friend, he mentioned that he had such strange tapes in his possession, akin to how a mythical beast would go to great lengths to consume delicacies like pufferfish and scorpions. Being someone who considers himself quite bold and filled with curiosity, I expressed my desire to watch them.

Please tell us why she said he has become thinner

My friend was thirty minutes late, and the child died after being tormented for twenty minutes. Could it be that... that masked killer is my friend? I was startled by my own speculation; it is chilling upon further reflection

Haha, then let us begin

In response to my indignation, my friend casually replied, "Yes, there are two. But so what?"

Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world

"Mr. Gao, your first question is to tell me, why has the body of the mother not disappeared?"

The thirty seconds for contemplation have elapsed, please state your answer

Mr. Gao, do you know what I saw in the text that made me feel so desperate

Mr. Gao, are you well? May I continue to ask questions? The cold, emotionless voice emanated from beneath the paper mask, sounding both inquiring and urging.

I personally believe that I will not be able to walk out of the cabin alive; he is likely to become the second murder video in the hands of my friend

Xia Chi! The brother of Xia Qing! He was indeed murdered here! My heart raced: Are the police in Jiangcheng completely useless? How can they not find a living person who has gone missing?!

All day long I was filled with dread, until the seventh day after my girlfriend's death, when I encountered a semi-divine being. He said that the vengeful spirit would return, and if I wanted to survive, I must hide under the bed tonight, and I must not be discovered by her

When I was thirteen years old, I found my younger sister's cries to be extremely loud, so I killed her and then disposed of her body in the well outside the house. The next day, when I went to check, the body had disappeared

Every time you commit murder and dispose of the body, it mysteriously disappears the next day. At first glance, it seems to be due to some issue with that well, but after you killed your own mother, her body remained. This leads to the only reasonable explanation: every time you commit murder and dispose of the body, it is your mother who helps you handle the corpses

Fifteen years later, due to a reprimand from his superior, he killed him and then disposed of the body in the well outside the house. The next day, when he went to check, the body had disappeared

The other party spoke in a tone that was plain to the point of being simple, yet unexpectedly instilled a sense of fear in me, as if a large hand in the darkness was gripping me, slowly suffocating me

When I went to see it the next day, the corpse had not disappeared... On the third day, the fourth day, and every day thereafter, I went to check... the corpse had not disappeared

Children, I understand

Five years later, due to a minor dispute, I killed a friend and then disposed of the body in a well outside the house. The next day, when I went to check, the body had disappeared.

I apologize, I apologize, my youngest child suddenly has a fever and refuses to take medicine no matter what