Yan Junze’s words caused a sudden start among everyone sitting there, as they looked at each other, perplexed.
"11 people?" Ma Dun reacted, chuckled lightly, "There are 9 of us in the mbership review committee, plus you, doesn’t that make exactly 10? Where would an extra one co from?"
Zhang Ying and Liao Jing, however, furrowed their brows and imdiately began counting. Not only that, but after hearing what Yan Junze said, the others also felt a sudden chill down their spines and began counting the number of people at the sa ti, quietly.
Ma Dun, Yang Yang, Zhang Ying, Liao Jing, Xu Yongqiang, Xia Kai, Mao Jin’an, Jin Wei, Li Bin, the 9 mbership review mbers, plus Yan Junze, made a total of 10 people, right.
Seeing everyone else counting, Ma Dun couldn’t help but count again quietly, even though he was the first to speak.
That’s right, including Yan Junze, there were a total of 10 people here.
"Your story isn’t scary, nor does it achieve the desired effect," Ma Dun put away his smile and shook his head.
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"I’m not talking about a story," Yan Junze remained seated, calm, paused, and then as if he had just realized, said, "Oh, I forgot. You counted wrong, it’s not the people, but the chairs."
"Count the chairs?" Everyone looked at each other in bewildernt.
Isn’t there one chair for each person? There’s no need to count them.
But even though that’s what they thought, after hearing Yan Junze’s words, they couldn’t suppress the sense of eeriness that erged, a goosebump-inducing sensation across their skin.
Imdiately, soone began to covertly count the chairs.
A few seconds later, the boy nad Jin Wei let out an "Ah!" and exclaid in a lost voice, "Eleven... eleven chairs!"
Xia Kai and Mao Jin’an sitting not far from him also turned pale, because they had just finished counting and there were indeed 11 chairs.
But there were only 10 people sitting in this activity room at the mont, how could there be an extra chair?
Moreover, because they had been so focused on counting the chairs, they hadn’t paid attention to who was sitting in each chair. Thinking about it now, it seed like, when counting earlier, all 11 chairs... had people sitting in them!
"Impossible," Ma Dun spoke out.
No sooner had he spoken than he imdiately counted the chairs again, then his face turned pale and his gaze flickered constantly.
"I think... maybe we should call it a night," Yang Yang stamred.
He had also just recounted, and indeed while counting people there were 10, but as soon as he counted only the chairs, an extra chair appeared, making 11.
"Let’s break up, break up, let’s disperse for now."
As soon as Yang Yang spoke up, several others imdiately echoed, and even Xia Kai and Mao Jin’an had already stood up, obviously not wanting to stay any longer.
The activity room was spacious, with a circle of chairs in the middle with people sitting, and only two blackboards and a few desks around. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
It was around nine in the evening, the glass windows of the activity room were large, and the interior lighting dim. Outside, the branches were swaying, and the shadows cast by the lights entered the activity room, falling on the floor. At this mont, the shaking shadows seed to beco incredibly sinister.
Just now it hadn’t been noticeable, but after realizing that things were getting increasingly strange, everyone in the room, including Zhang Ying and Liao Jing, felt a coldness slowly perating their entire body.
"Nobody move," Ma Dun spoke again, after a brief mont of panic, he looked at Yan Junze, "How did you notice?"
"Quite simple," Yan Junze said with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, "When I entered the room just now, I counted the chairs."
"Chairman, let’s call it quits, it’s so late!" Xu Yongqiang said.
"I think... let’s just..."
Before Yang Yang finished speaking, Ma Dun had already interrupted him, "No, we must figure this out."
"Yes," Yan Junze also nodded, "We must figure it out. If we don’t, this extra person might just stick to you guys."
These words caused a chill to run down everyone’s spine in the room.
This ti Ma Dun didn’t say anything, but everyone who stood up sat back down again, each casting their gaze towards Ma Dun.
Fortunately, there were still lights in the activity room. Although they had deliberately turned off half of them earlier to create the atmosphere, at this mont, the brighter the lights, the better.
Zhang Ying spoke, "Li Bin, please turn on all the lights in the room."
Li Bin appeared rather honest and, upon hearing the vice president’s command, he imdiately ran to the entrance and pressed all the light switches.
Instantly, the activity room was much brighter than before.
"Now, nobody leaves. I’ll count again."
Ma Dun looked at everyone seated and found that it was still impossible to spot any anomalies this way. He took a deep breath and started to count the chairs again.
But this ti was different. As Ma Dun counted each chair, he imdiately lifted his gaze to see who was sitting on it.
That way, even if he counted an extra chair, he could imdiately notice who was sitting on it. He would know whether it was a counting mistake or there really was an extra person.
He started counting from his right: Xu Yongqiang, Xia Kai, Mao Jin’an, Jin Wei, then Yan Junze sitting across him, and after Yan Junze was Li Bin.
Following the seating order, next to Li Bin were Liao Jing, Zhang Ying, and then Yang Yang, and it would turn back to himself.
After Ma Dun counted Yan Junze’s chair, he looked up at Yan Junze himself and saw that Yan Junze was watching him with a faint smile.
So far, as he counted, there seed to be no problem, and the people matched up.
Then Ma Dun continued to count beyond Yan Junze’s side.
"The sixth chair," Ma Dun counted silently, and then he lifted his eyelids to see who was on the chair, "Li Bin."
Next one.
Ma Dun’s gaze moved to the next chair, "The seventh."
Then he looked up.
However, at that mont, Ma Dun’s brows slightly furrowed because, as he counted slowly, he paid attention to the person sitting on the chair.
The seventh chair should have been occupied by Liao Jing, who wore sportswear, but it seed that wasn’t the case. After Ma Dun paid attention to the person on the chair, his vision suddenly beca clear at that mont, and not just focused on the chair.
The first thing he noticed was a gray long dress, indicating a woman was sitting on the seventh chair.
It was a young woman with pale, slender arms hanging down, and that gray dress clung to her body as if it were wet all over.
Ma Dun felt like he was having trouble breathing. He clearly rembered that after Li Bin, it should have been Liao Jing, but who was this strange woman?
Sitting there, water continuously dripped down from her body. As his gaze moved upward, he saw the woman with her hair loose and hanging down, her head lowered, and her long hair soaked with water, clinging to her cheeks and neck, obscuring her face.
But at this mont, Ma Dun was certain, they had encountered strangeness.
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