Chapter 2 Introduction one

Although this prison is underground, it is well ventilated, and the temperature will not be lower than 20 degrees Celsius in winter. However, in summer, under the sight of a fledgling rookie, I am so cold that my whole body is shivering. "What crime did you commit?" "Rape... rape." "several?" "Three...three." The dark room had a musty smell typical of prisons. A young prison guard was standing in front of a cell, his hands firmly holding the iron railing in front of him, with a weird smile on his lips. Sitting in the cell was a middle-aged man with a wretched expression. His body trembled slightly. He didn't know the reason, but he felt inexplicably afraid.

I have seen this young prison guard in front of me countless times, but his sudden appearance tonight made me feel very depressed. It was like a weight of lead weighing a thousand jins was pressed on his body, and all the bones in his body were crushed, unable to move, he could only pant heavily, and lay pitifully on the ground. What the hell happened to me? The prison guard is still smiling, as if admiring a work of art.His fingers tapped lightly on the railing, making a monotonous metal knocking sound. "How are the three women you raped now?" he asked. "How could I know." The middle-aged man tried hard to raise his head, but an invisible pressure came over him suddenly, his head hit the floor immediately, and his brain felt dizzy with pain.

What's going on, what's going on? A few hours ago, this prison guard was timid as usual, looking like a timid rookie who just came out of society, and he didn't even dare to make eye contact with his group. Now, where does he have such great momentum and courage? That invisible momentum, like a cloudy liquid, flows in the nearby space, making it impossible to breathe. The surrounding temperature seemed to be getting colder, which was a bit against the season. Although this prison is underground, it is well ventilated, and the temperature will not be lower than 20 degrees Celsius in winter. However, in summer, under the sight of a fledgling rookie, I am so cold that my whole body is shivering.

A thin layer of white substance seemed to have condensed on the eyebrows, and the middle-aged man struggled to touch it with his hands.It's frost!How could there be frost? ! "When you raped them, did you ever think about how painful they would be? How miserable their life would be in the future?" The strange expression on the young prison guard's face became more intense, his voice was hollow, and his smile was also very hollow, and his ugly and rough voice kept echoing around. "Some of them will lock themselves in their own world for the rest of their lives, and no longer trust anyone. Some of them will be terrified all their lives, unable to live their lives happily. And some will, die."

After saying the last word, the prison guard's eyes suddenly became sharp, and with a look of resentment, he stared at the middle-aged man lying on the ground without blinking. "How many of the three women you raped died?" It took a long time for the middle-aged man to reply timidly: "They are all dead...suicide." "Then why aren't you dead yet?" The prison guard's eyes were wide open, his expression was ferocious, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. "I'm afraid of the pain." "It's okay for you to be afraid of the pain. I'll help you. It only takes half a second, and you will have no pain at all." The prison guard squeezed out a cheerful and relaxed sentence, and then took out a pistol from his side.

The pupils of the middle-aged man dilated suddenly, and he shouted in horror: "What are you doing? Come on, come on. There is a lunatic, crazy, crazy, killing people..." The sound stopped abruptly, and with the loud gunshots, it slowly disappeared around. The man in the cell wanted to cover his head with his hands in disbelief, but he was powerless, and fell heavily to the ground with a "snap". There was a sound of chaotic footsteps in the distance. The prison guard glanced at the gun in his hand with satisfaction, then suddenly his whole body trembled and he collapsed to the ground.His eyes were wide open, his eyes turned from confused to puzzled, and finally stared numbly at the hand holding the gun...

Myself, what's wrong? Footsteps approached, and many voices rang out noisily. "Zhang Yu, what happened to you..." The few people who came here gasped, looking at the prisoner who was shot and died, and Zhang Yu who was slumped on the ground, his brain was still unable to connect the things in front of him coherently. A weird smile appeared on Zhang Yu's face again. He stood up, patted the dust on his pants with ease, then turned his head, and softly asked the stunned people beside him, "What crime did you commit?"