After hearing the fourth hellish answer, everyone wore the same complicated, indescribable expression.
No matter how they looked at it, D couldn't possibly be the answer...
On the screen, after the question appeared, a flashlight beam pierced the darkness around Meng Le.
An unfamiliar woman looked utterly bewildered, lingering panic in her eyes. She approached cautiously, seemingly afraid of something, and abruptly stopped five paces away from Meng Le.
Fear and unease seemed to lace the woman's voice as she asked, "Young lady, who are you? Why are you wandering around school this late?"
Then the woman froze, as though someone had pressed pause.
All the players knew she was waiting for Meng Le to make her choice.
And now, Che Quan was responsible for advising her on how to escape.
No one knew whether this beautiful, quiet, languid boy wanted Meng Le to die or make it back.
Everyone's eyes unconsciously converged on Che Quan's handsome, expressionless face.
Meng Le stared at him even more intently, tears and pleading in her eyes.
Two seconds passed.
Every player and every viewer watching the live comments clearly saw Che Quan's crimson lips move slightly as he coldly uttered, "Choose D."
None of them had expected the expert to recommend that without a moment's hesitation.
Meng Le was stunned. "Huh...?"
Che Quan had no intention of making Meng Le puzzle it out. He also needed to warn the players who would answer the upcoming questions, so after a moment's thought, he explained flatly:
"By ordinary logic, A, B, and C all essentially involve contact with the unfamiliar woman. Only the degree differs. And since this question has a death rate of three out of four, the correct answer should be D. Use her inexplicable fear of you to drive her away."
Understanding