Chapter 8 October 9, 2008 (Thursday)

There was a sound of footsteps in my ears, which made me know the passage of time.Every once in a while, the guards' footsteps could be heard in the corridor of the detention center. They checked repeatedly, perhaps to see if anyone was playing tricks in the bed, or if anyone committed suicide here.The reason why I think this is because before I entered the cell of the detention center, I was told to sleep with my head exposed. This check occurs approximately every thirty minutes.The wake up time is half past six, and the total sleep time is five hundred and seventy minutes.Thirty minutes is the time that can properly divide this period of time.It would be a bit too frequent to check every three minutes, ten minutes, or fifteen minutes.It would be unreasonable to divide it by nineteen minutes, thirty-eight minutes or fifty-seven minutes.

If you check back every thirty minutes.Then you need to check eighteen times a night.Overall, this inspection should be the sixth time.Since I didn't count the rounds one by one from the beginning, I may be mistaken, but it's probably the sixth round. Is this a rule, or is it because the guard is a milder person?He walked quietly, as if he didn't want to disturb our rest.If this is the case, in fact, he can wear a pair of lightweight sneakers. If the bad guys hear footsteps.Will pretend to sleep to get away with it.Or maybe he didn't want us to get a good night's sleep.Did you put on the shoes on purpose?Regardless of the reason, it is probably the routine of the detention center.It's like baseball players wearing caps and unnecessary belts even when they play night games.

Slippers were sent to us.I guess it's to prevent suicide with shoelaces?But according to regulations, slippers should also be taken off outside the house.If you can't wear it inside the house, it doesn't matter whether you change into slippers or not. There are seven or eight rooms side by side in the detention center here, which looks like a rectangle.The slippers of the people detained here are neatly placed at the door.I also imitated others and placed the slippers towards the desks of the guards. The caretaker's desk was at the front of the room between the hallway and the washroom.A watchman sits behind the desk, monitoring the situation here.I have seen fan-shaped detention centers in TV live shows, so I was a little surprised to see such a detention center with rooms side by side.Wouldn't a fan-shaped detention center make it easier to monitor suspects?

Perhaps considering the need to protect privacy, judging from the design of the iron grid, the lower part is made of opaque iron plates.The iron plate was so high that when we sat up, the guards could only see our heads. Shortly after the inspection was over, I heard two more footsteps.One is the gentle sound of leather shoes, and the other is the sound of clattering slippers.It turned out that people would be brought in by the police late at night. Listening to the sound of this slipper, I started to recall again.I think of the slippers I wore in high school.In our school, students don't wear slippers with rubber soles, but toilet slippers made entirely of rubber.Perhaps this is to prevent students from walking directly into the corridor.

If there is a major earthquake or fire, there will be many students who will not be able to escape in time.In this case, what responsibility should the school bear?At that time, we often had such questions. Those girls, including Yuli, whose lower limbs are afraid of cold, also have extremely bad comments on this kind of slippers. Moreover, we often see in the news that the slippers worn by those prisoners are very similar to the slippers in our school, and our reaction will be stronger every time. The slippers here are almost the same as those in our high school.Perhaps it is because the special slippers for the bathroom have always focused on practicality, so the styles are very similar.If the colors are the same, everyone will say: "That's exactly the same as our school slippers, what a bad omen!"

Especially in 1995, a historic event happened.Since then, the number of students who called it "an ominous sign" has increased sharply.All the media were reporting the incident, and the suspect was found through the gaps in the blue canvas. The sound of leather shoes and slippers was getting closer and closer to my house. I pretended to be sleeping, but I was afraid that he would be locked in the same room with me until they walked past my door.I was relieved.Tonight, I really want to spend here alone. Although you can judge whether there are vacancies by the presence or absence of slippers placed in the corridor, I am still very cautious.Because in my impression, the police used to be very rude.

The newcomers were held in the next room next to mine.The iron door was locked, and it was still a very strong lock.No one, no matter how gentle, can do it gently.Suddenly, the sound of heavy metal collisions echoed in the corridor. This is the most hopeless sound I've ever heard.It weighed heavily on my heart, bringing up guilt, even guilt that had nothing to do with being here.Maybe some people even think that even the trumped-up charges are related to themselves. If this is linked to forced confession, it is likely that the police are investigating and collecting evidence efficiently.Just deliberately create this sound that can resonate with something deep inside you.

The detention center can be said to be a fork in the road. If you testify against yourself, you will be prosecuted immediately and transferred to the detention center.If he is sentenced to a heavy sentence, he must spend that long time in prison.so.If you don't try your best to insist on your innocence in the detention center.You will regret it afterwards. I remember reading about this in a novel.I have forgotten the title of the book, but I still remember that it is a novel involving unjust prison.The protagonist was tired of being investigated and collected evidence. In the detention center, he complained to another senior who had three criminal records in the same cell, and got a lot of encouragement from him.

Probably there is no one who will not be awakened by the current noise.No matter who you are, you will put your hands on your chest and examine yourself.Some people will change their past, and some people will eliminate the guilt in their hearts, and blame others for everything that happened in reality, so as to clear themselves of their crimes. I am also questioning myself.Although I know it's meaningless, I'm still trying to find the culprit, trying to fix the irreversible past. Wouldn't things have been different if I hadn't crossed the street but had returned to the station?I was imagining what things would be like if I wrote my thoughts on message boards.

Perhaps, even then, the result would be the same.I'd still be thrown out for being uninteresting.Having said that, I think I should really go back to the station.Even if doing that won't change my relationship with Cicada, I should do it. When I went back to review these things on the fourth day, there were many things I regretted, but the one thing I couldn't let go of was that one thing.At that time, if only I had the courage of Yuri. Yuri never hesitated.No.Even if she hesitated, she would speak up. "No, I don't know what to do." Perhaps it is because I lack this kind of simplicity and intelligence that I will go back on the road of life.

I think that is probably the only chance to lift the curse attached to me.For me, who is used to looking forward and backward, it must be an excellent opportunity.It is because I missed that opportunity that I am still a prisoner of the past.