At that moment, everyone was staring at Che Quan and Yue Li.
Che Quan hated trouble to an extreme. He would never force Yue Li to start this fire without a reason.
Quan Qin watched the standoff before her, the icy countdown echoing in her ears.
Only thirty seconds remained.
Che Quan seemed utterly unconcerned by the passing time. He leaned casually against the snow-white wall, watching Yue Li.
Yue Li bit her lip and asked evasively, "Aren't you afraid of being trapped here forever?"
"I won't be."
Che Quan's calm tone sounded more like he meant he would never be trapped here.
Only ten seconds remained.
The players held their breath, waiting for the final second.
They would have been lying if they said they weren't afraid.
Quan Qin suddenly murmured, "I get it."
Cheng Kong looked at her. "Get what?"
"It's so simple! How did I only just think of it?" Quan Qin regretted her oversight for a moment, then explained to her teammates, "Our identities are patients! That woman made it very clear just now: the people tied to the racks were guilty patients, and the people setting the fires were the medical staff responsible for passing judgment. So now, medical staff have to burn the 'guilty patients' too. That's my guess."
Cheng Kong thought it over and quietly offered a different opinion. "But couldn't our roles and the hospital's be reversed? The hospital would fall from 'false justice' to 'the guilty,' while we would return from being 'patients' to being ordinary people, passing judgment on the hospital's crimes..."
Cheng Kong abruptly stopped there. He had spotted the contradiction in his own reasoning.
Even if they shed the label of patients, they would only be ordinary people. Ordinary people and the guilty were not opposing concepts.
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