"What?!The second time?"

The bald man subconsciously took a step back.

"Yes... Obviously, Jigsaw felt that my redemption was not enough, so I came again..." The man said: "So I can tell everyone very responsibly that in Jigsaw's game, there is only one way to survive, that is, follow the rules of the game and don't play tricks. Jigsaw is much smarter than you think. He has thought of all the opportunistic methods you can think of, and he will even deliberately leave some for you to discover, but when you really do something that violates the rules of the game, you will be punished...

For example, the last time, a man saw that the door behind him was not closed. He thought he could walk back and avoid a trial. As a result, he fell into the sulfuric acid pool. We listened to his screams getting smaller and smaller until they disappeared... There was no way.

I think everyone must have sucked poison gas in their room. Believe me, that poison gas is real, and when it strikes, no one can survive, even if you are a doctor."

The man said, and glanced at Ziliang...

Everyone was silent, a desperate silence

......

Just then.

"Click"

There was a light sound, followed by the rustling sound of the player. Everyone looked along the sound and saw the man with glasses holding a player in his hand, and the sound was coming from it.

[It is a great honor that everyone is here, but it is a bit regrettable that there is no time to chat with you. Here I think I should remind you again that the time for toxins to seize everyone's life is about 3 hours... Now there is a door in front of you, and behind the door is a game. You will judge whoever lives and who dies.]

There was only one short sentence in the recording, and everyone's eyes were covered with a look of more horror. They looked at the man wearing glasses.

"No... don't look at me, this tape is stuck at the back of the door, I'll just take it for a while!" he shouted, and when he heard the tone, it seemed that he was about to cry.

"It seems that the door that Jigsaw mentioned...is that's the one." The old woman stood outside, so she pointed to the door that had been closed at the end of the corridor.

People looked over and saw that the door was hidden in the shadow, with only an unclear outline, just like the entrance to the abyss described in the novel.

No one talks, and no one dares to push it away.

Everyone looked at each other in horror and stood blankly.

......

But this is the thing about time. Not to mention toxins, even if the sphincter of your anus can no longer suppress the surging stool in the rectum, it will still pass by at a constant speed, without any consideration of whether those sticky things will spray into your crotch or whether they will flow out from the leg along your thighs. It has no mercy and no humanity.

So after a few minutes, everyone present also discovered that no matter how silent or complained, it would be useless, because metabolism always allows toxins to spread throughout the body.

At this point, Ziliang also felt that it was time to speak out his wonderful idea.

"Or why, let's push open that door and try..." he said, pointing to the end of the corridor.

At this time, people finally escaped from their fear.

The man with a broken limb is worthy of being an old player who has experienced a game. He immediately mustered up the courage, turned around and walked towards the door, and pulled it hard!

The door was pulled open...

Well, the opening of this door finally gave everyone a reason not to sit and wait for death, so the group walked over nervously.

......

On the other side of the door is still a room with similar styles, but the area is larger. A door can be clearly seen by the wall opposite. A huge door bolt is horizontally in the middle, as if saying to everyone: "No one can think about going over." And above the door bolt, there is a timer, and at this moment, four scarlet horizontal bars are displayed "----".

In the center of the room is a chair. Of course, how can an ordinary chair be placed in such an atmosphere...

This is a kind of electric torture chair used to execute prisoners in the last century... A hemispherical hood is above the back of the chair, with extremely thick iron pliers on both sides of the armrests, and several thick wires circling up along the backrest and connected to the hood.

No one knows how many people have sat on this chair. Anyway, just take a look at it and you can hear the faint screams in your ears.

"Damn! Damn!" The first strong man who walked in was naturally the first person to see these two chairs. No matter what happens next, the chair is definitely not just for scaring people, so he covered his head angrily, cursing and paced back and forth.

And the rest of the people also had similar reactions after seeing this scene.

"Uh... there seems to be something on the chair." Ziliang seemed to see something, and walked over to everyone.

There was something on the chair, it was a small wooden doll wearing a black suit and a big head, just like the doll described by Hannibal a few days ago.

"This doll is really..." The woman didn't say anything more. Obviously, she felt that the image of this doll was even more chilling than the photos in the newspaper.

"It's not very good-looking," Ziliang said, and then picked up a box of tapes and a piece of paper from the place where the doll had just been placed...

"Uh...Monica?" He pronounced a name in confusion.

The old woman shivered all over and turned her head timidly: "You...how do you know my name?"

Ziliang shrugged and turned the paper to everyone: "It seems that this person named Jigsaw wants to say something to you."

Immediately afterwards, he took out the player in his pocket, stuffed the tape in, and pressed the switch.
Chapter completed!