Facing the knocking, Wen Xishu, as the backbone, quickly came to the door.
He blocked everyone behind him.
"Everyone knows each other now, next, I'll explain our situation, you'd better figure it out."
"No matter who any of you were, or what you've done before... In short, you've ended up here."
"It's the Ghost Festival now, there are ghosts everywhere outside, if we let a ghost in, we'll all die."
"So, don't be nervous, don't panic, let's solve the problem according to the rules."
Wen Xishu's calmness affected everyone around him.
Dr. Chen Ming couldn't help but take a closer look at Wen Xishu, seemingly surprised at how... composed this guy was.
The knocking resounded again.
At this moment, the phonograph suddenly said:
"Start asking questions. You have three minutes to make a judgment. Meanwhile—I've prepared the bar's most interesting cocktails for you."
"Red liquid, if you believe it's a ghost outside; blue liquid, if you think it's a human."
