After quickly forming a team, everyone hurried upstairs. The rooms on the second floor had serial numbers on the doors. Zheng Ming and Tian Rongjun chose room No. 3.

When Wen Ruo and Xu Qi went upstairs, there was only room No. 10 with no one to choose from.

After entering the door, there is a bedroom completely decorated in a modern style. The parquet floor is clean and shiny. The floor is covered with a white blanket. The walls are light-colored. There is a large mirror hanging on the wall. There are light bulbs around the mirror.

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The shape of the mantelpiece is simple and elegant, with a modern clock inlaid in the middle. Next to it hangs a shiny chrome frame, with a large piece of parchment framed inside, with a poem, or nursery rhyme, written on it.

to be appropriate.

Wen Ruo stood in front of the stove and read this nursery rhyme, thoughtfully:

"Ten little soldiers went out to beat their teeth to offer sacrifices; unfortunately they choked, and only nine out of ten were left.

Nine little soldiers held candles until midnight; but when called early in the morning, they did not answer, so only eight of the nine were left.

Eight little soldiers, traveling to Germany; lingering around, only seven of eight are left.

Seven little soldiers raised their axes to chop firewood; they accidentally chopped off their heads, leaving only six out of seven.

Six little soldiers stirred up a hornet's nest; there was nowhere to hide when the bees came, and there were only five left out of six.

Five young soldiers, all working as lawyers; the imperial court sentenced them to death, and only four of the five were left.

The four little soldiers went to the beach together; the herring swallowed the belly, and only three of the four were left.

Three little soldiers, playing in the zoo; a slap from the bear, and only two of the three are left.

Two little soldiers roosted under the sun; the poisonous sun took away their lives, leaving only one of them.

A little soldier, all alone; after spending his whole life, there is not a single one left."

Wen Ruo rubbed his index finger and thumb, could this nursery rhyme be a clue? Two people choked during dinner. Do you want to bet that they will die tonight? Wen Ruo thought about the meaning of the nursery rhyme and was silent for a moment.

Xu Qi sat on one of the two beds, the one near the door: "Do you think we will meet the judge tonight?"

"No, just go to sleep."

Wen Ruo yawned, left the stove, and walked straight to another bed.

"Hey, how did you know you wouldn't, eh? Why didn't you say anything?" Xu Qi walked to Wen Ruo's bed and found that Wen Ruo was really asleep.

"It's really amazing. I dare to sleep peacefully in the dungeon and fall asleep so quickly."

Xu Qi muttered softly and climbed onto another bed, but he did not dare to fall asleep like Wen Ruo, so he could only sit on the bed in a daze.

In a dark room, a person was awake. A full-length mirror was facing the bed, reflecting the environment in the room. The lights were flickering, and there seemed to be something in the mirror. Xu Qi felt a chill in his heart. He hurriedly got out of bed and covered it with sheets.

Cover the mirror.

"It's much more comfortable this way." Xu Qi returned to bed. As time passed, he couldn't resist the sleepiness and gradually fell asleep with the sound of midnight.

A dreamless night

"Ah——" The quiet morning was broken by a scream
Chapter completed!