The attic is not high, and a wooden pillar is erected in the center, supporting the roof like an umbrella handle.

A four-poster bed was stuffed into the small space. The sheets and beddings had not been washed for hundreds of years. The curtains were ragged and emitted an unpleasant sour smell.

Qin Jue used his gloves to press his nose against the tip of his nose and swept around.

"I think about it, where is the best place to put you," he said softly.

He was a little taller than You Huo, and he would hit the roof if he stood straight, so he could only lower his head throughout the journey.

"On the bed? The bed post can just hold the rope. The width is definitely enough, it's a little shorter."

Qin Jue shook the mattress column and wanted to try the strength. As a result, when he turned his head, he saw You Huo's "death together" face.

If Yu Wen or Lao Yu saw You Huo's expression, he would definitely run away, but Qin Jue smiled.

His low laughter was muffled in his throat and said, "Okay, it's not that clean, and the pillars are a little thin, and there's a high probability that they won't be tied up... The place here is not big, what do you hope?"

You Huo had a cold face and didn't plan to pay attention to him.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jue was not in a hurry and just waited.

You Huo was looked at for a while and finally said impatiently: "I hope you can lie on the fragrant bed by yourself, put the rope around your neck, and then hand the other end to me. And I just need to reach out and twitch it will be completely quiet. Is it OK?"

Qin Jue narrowed his eyes.

For a moment, You Huo thought he must be unhappy. Unexpectedly, he laughed again and said, "I'm afraid it's not possible. I don't have that kind of hobby."

Youhuo: "..."

Neuropathy.

·

The psychopath has residual human nature and has not really placed Youhuo on the hunter's bed.

Youhuo sat on the floor with his hands behind his back, tied to the pillar supporting the roof.

Qin Jue bypassed him and opened the window.

The windows in the attic are very small, not much larger than a palm. But the cold air pours in and still dissipates the unpleasant sour smell.

Qin Jue: "Is it cold?"

This is simply fart. Wearing a T-shirt on heavy snowy days, isn’t it cold or not?

But compared to the cold, Youhuo couldn't stand the smell of sourness.

He skipped Qin Jue's question and frowned and said, "Can you let me stand?"

"cannot."

“…”

You Huo stared at him coldly.

Qin Jue returned to the bed, sat on the small wooden round table, and faced You Huo: "You have too long legs, and you might stagger at me. It's better to sit steadily."

Youhuo: "..."

Strong with your mother.

After two consecutive anger, You Huo turned his head and looked to the right, too lazy to pay attention to him.

On the right, there was a piece of glass covering the wall. From the perspective of Youhuo, you can see the half of the living room downstairs through the glass, and the candidates either stand or sit there.

Without You Huo, the elderly, weak, sick and disabled pregnant women became headless flies, rubbing their hands and spinning, and they were at a loss.

·

Yu Wen grabbed the knife and struggled to death by the answering wall.

He planned to write all the physical formulas he had learned throughout his life, regardless of whether it had anything to do with optics. As a result, he racked his brains and found that he had learned only five minutes to write.

I only regret that I have little book when I use it.

Yu Wen lived for 18 years and thought of this sentence for the first time, it hurts everywhere.

"Is there anything else? Who of you still remembers something?" He turned to ask for help from the person behind him.

Yu Yao showed shame: "I still studied physics and chemistry in high school. I transferred to literature in college and worked for so many years... I can't remember those on the wall if you don't write it."

Yu Wen looked at her like a puppy: "Sister, think about it again, whatever you want, you can add anything!"

Fortunately, he looks like his mother. Although he is far from You Huo, he can be considered a grass in school.

Yu Yao was seen with maternal love and hesitated, "Just remember a refraction diagram, the simplest one, don't laugh at me when you draw it."

"No laughing! I will cut off whoever laughs, really."

This nonsense oath was too fierce. Yu Yao shrank his face in a daze, then he moved over with his stomach, drew an arc with a knife, and drew two more refracted lights.

Yu Wen said "hmm" and thought it was really simple. But just that, he didn't even remember it.

"Who else?"

Yu Wen is like a hysterical pyramid schemer, his eyes sweeping away the remaining people one by one.

Two old ladies... Forget it, I don't know what physics is.

The tattooed man and sick Zhugan have lowered their heads guiltily.

Bald man is dizzy and urinating, it would be great if he is not crazy.

There is also an old man with twin granddaughters. The old man has a little Alzheimer's disease on his ears. His granddaughter is probably going to elementary school... He abused children physically, but Yu Wen couldn't do it.

Foreigners Mike can say two words - "Ni Howl" and "Ni Shushmo", is useless?

Lao Yu... Lao Yu knew about wine.

Yu Wen finally realized his brother's despair.

·

922 moved his luggage into the house, saw him standing in front of the furnace, and asked, "I suggest you stay away from the fire, and burn it to death without answering other questions."

Yu Wenpo Gun gave up and thought: Forget it, burn the charcoal, die a little red.

He looked up at the attic.

The glass has been around for a long time, and the lights in the attic are dim. I don’t know what the 001 invigilator will do to his brother? Will his brother just look here, watch them at a loss, and then feel disappointed that he is a waste...

"There are 5 minutes left." 922 reminded him.

Everyone was so panicked.

·

There are only limited places where people can live in this dilapidated house, and there are also limited places where people can live in it.

There are tableware on the dining table, one of which represents death, and the chairs cannot be seated indiscriminately.

922 carried the suitcase and sat on the sofa with 154.

154 asked in a low voice in confusion: "Isn't the boss in the attic?"

922: "I know."

154: "Then why are you putting your suitcase here? Wait until he can move it on himself?"

922: "The two people who are not easy to mess with are on the top, and I don't really want to go up for the moment."

154:"…"

Prosperity.

922 sniffed: "What are I doing in vain? Why would you go?"

154 sat upright and looked at the candidate: "I'm invigilating the exam."

"Have you asked you to supervise these? The person who should supervise the most is upstairs."

"It's enough to have a boss."

922: "…"

154:"…"

The two invigilators were speechless.

Finally, 922 sighed: "I have been invigilating for three years... No, not only the invigilator, but even when I took the exam myself, I have never seen such a lawless candidate."

He thought 154 would nod, but the other party thought for a while and said, "You have seen it."

922 was stunned: "Ah???Who? When?"

154 raised his chin towards the attic.

922 was confused for a moment before suddenly reacting... Yes, why did he forget it! The last candidate who was so difficult to deal with, later became the invigilator No. 001.

How difficult was Qin Jue to get back then? Legend has it that it almost disintegrated the examination system.

"Speaking of this, I always want to be braver and ask the boss about his previous feats." 922 said, "After all, I have only seen it twice."

154 quickly stopped: "What a joke? Don't do it randomly!"
To be continued...