The candidates were startled, and Lao Yu was so anxious that he jumped: "You! Why are you again? Didn't you say you can't damage the tableware? You...hey!"

You Huo pinched the bottom of the cup and observed it without raising his head, saying, "I have a sense of responsibility."

922: "…"

Touch your conscience and say again what do you have???

A person who violates regulations and eats as a food person is embarrassed to say that he is responsible and wants shame?

The room was quiet for several seconds.

Almost everyone felt that You Huo had violated the rules again. They stared at the answer wall with a nervous expression and waited for it to release the fourth notice of violation.

No one knows what kind of punishment they will be punished for four consecutive violations. They dare not imagine that bald people are crazy.

At some point, the notification area of ​​the answer wall seemed to have reddish, but it returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

It turned red and red, and it jumped several times, but in the end it didn't show a word.

154 I was drunk when I saw it.

922 is still adding fuel to the fire: "I feel like the system is going to be suffocated..."

In the end, it was You Huo himself who broke the silence.

He handed Yu Wen the broken bottom of the cup and said, "Look at if there is anything inside, my eyes are uncomfortable."

Yu Wen knelt on the ground and was panicked: "Brother, it's considered illegal to damage the tableware..."

You Huo turned on the lights, closed his eyes for a while, and said in a cold voice: "Which eye did you see that I damaged the tableware?"

Yu Wen held up the broken glass and thought to himself that I was blind?

You Huo: "The title says there are now 12 sets of tableware. Can you count it?"

Yu Wen: "..."

You Huo: "I will teach you?"

Yu Wen: "..."

Everyone was quiet for a moment and suddenly realized.

Yes! The title clearly states that "There are only 12 guests and 12 sets of tableware left in the Hunter's hut". The 12 sets of tableware are neatly placed on the wooden table, marked with numbers, and there are a lot of them. Where can I include the broken one?

Regardless of whether the examination system is unintentional or not, it has been removed from the tableware, what does it matter if the secondary damage is repeated?

"Brother, you are my dad!"

Yu Wen was instantly resurrected, and excitedly raised half the bottom of the cup to face the light.

Old Yu was about to give him a tip, but as soon as he raised his hand, he heard Yu Wen say "Huh" and say, "Don't say it! It seems that there is really!"

The base of the high-legged wine glass is a slightly concave circle with slender feet for grasping it. However, the columnar feet were broken by Youhuo, which was not so flat.

Yu Wen changed the angle under the reflection of the oil lamp and the fire, twisted himself into a spider spirit, and then shouted: "Just this angle! Look at it from here! There is really something!"

The candidates rushed over, squeezing their heads, but couldn't find the right distance and angle.

"What the hell? Where is it?"

The tattooed man worked hard for a while and finally gave up: "What did you see? Can you tell me directly!"

Yu Wen: "I want to be able to see clearly, is it necessary to twist it like this?"

He was about to have a fight with a tattooed man when someone patted his shoulder twice.

"I'll take a look."

What he talks is Youhuo.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while, his eyes seemed to feel a little better, and he took the bottom of the cup from Yu Wen's hand.

"Will you look at it like this," Yu Wen honestly turned the glass to the angle, pointed to the place where the handle of the glass is connected to the circular base, and said, "Is there something here? I feel like a picture is embedded. But the content is not clear and vague. I don't know what was drawn or the words were written."

You Huo said "Oh" and then knocked again with a clean and neat sound.

With a click, the thin handle and the base broke from the connection, neatly, as if it was easy to break here.

"There is something!" Yu Wen caught the thing that fell from the connection and offered it to the palm of his hand like his ancestors.

Everyone looked closely and found that it was really a thin piece of slice, not much larger than pea grains. Before Youhuo smashed the glass, it should have been stuck under the thin handle.

The back of it is blank, like a miniature mirror.

The front is written with miniature letters:

zealot

Foreigner Mike read it softly.

The two old ladies wrinkled their faces: "What?"

mike:"…"

old lady:"……"

It's really a waste of life if you can't explain it in Chinese.

In a daze, someone whispered: "The Last Supper."

"Who are you cursing?" The tattooed man glared.

The one who spoke was the sick Zhugan. He always looked tired when he spoke, so quiet that he was almost depressed. He did a lot of things, but his presence was very low.

This is the first time, everyone is waiting for him to speak.

After thinking for a while, everyone remembered that his name was Zhou Jin.

Zhou Jin gave the tattooed man weakly and said, "I'm talking about Da Vinci's famous painting "The Last Supper."

The tattooed man wants to speak again.

Zhou Jin was afraid that he would ask again the bad question "Who is Da Vinci?", so he quickly changed his eyes and looked at You Huo and said, "zealot, one of the 12 disciples in the painting."

"You can recite 12 disciples?" Yu Wen called out the cry of a poor student.

Zhou Jin coughed for a moment and said softly: "I am a good person who studies art, and I just understand a little."

It's dinner again, and it's 12 again. These keywords are perfectly matched with the scene in the house.

Although several old men didn't know much about "The Last Supper", even the pair of twin girls who went to elementary school called out: "Judas!"

"Yes! Judas!" Yu Yao and Yu Wen are not siblings, but are better than siblings, and they agree one after another.

At the last supper, Judas of the 12 disciples, as a world-famous traitor, exudes the smell of answers here.

Everyone suddenly became excited.

However, when the knife was picked up, everyone suddenly realized: "No, it's not a name!"

On the long wooden table, each set of tableware has a corresponding number. The name "Judas" written on the wall of answers should not be the name "Judas", but the number corresponding to the cup containing "Judas".

The tattooed man with the most urgent temper rushed to the dining table again, picked up a goblet and looked at it.

He had just seen with his own eyes that the piece of paper with birds's sing fell from the connection between the thin handle and the base. But he held the cup and stared at it all up, down, left and right, but he could not see the contents of the piece of paper.

The tattooed man's eyes were almost pressed against the wall of the cup: "Why can't I see it?"

In fact, it’s not just him. Everyone has checked these cups before. If you can see the hidden words at a glance, do you have to wait until now?

Everyone knows where the name is hidden, but they can't see it.

These cups are different from the one on the ground. They cannot fall or break, and they cannot directly knock the base open like what You Huo did before.

Yu Wen suddenly slapped his head: "I understand!"

"What?"

"Refraction!" Yu Wen said, "The refraction written by Sister Yu Yao and I are here! The name is hidden in the cup, and we can't see it because...uh...refraction is wrong! I forgot how to describe it. Anyway, I seem to have done such a question."

Everyone: "..."

The description of this unlucky child is very desperate.

Judging from his unsmooth gestures, it is hard to believe that he knows how to do the question.

Even so, everyone still held a last glimmer of hope: "How can we see it?"

Yu Wen looked ashamed: "I... I won't study physics in my second year and third year of high school. I've been talking about that question for at least two or three years, and I... forgot."

“…”

Just know!

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You Huo looked at Yu Shaman with expressionless face and gestured.

He planned to tolerate it for a while, but he caught a glimpse of the invigilators in the afternoon.

922 had already dragged a charcoal basin and started to support the iron rack. The remaining half box of baby beef was carefully arranged on the grill by him.

154, with a tense face, looked at him from time to time. I don’t know if he was hungry or could not bear the mental retardation of his colleagues.
To be continued...