C371 Dead eighteen years ago

The alarm sounded, and the metal door behind the cabinet was knocked. The continuous banging sound made everyone present feel flustered.

"Number Six, it's your turn." I leaned back in my chair, relaxed.

"You're the last one. Of course you're not in a hurry." Number Six gritted his teeth as he looked at the electric chair that was struggling to get up, "The first evidence just passed