Bai Lotian stood there and looked at it.

On the left side of the corridor, there were cell cells, and a man in smudged clothes rushed towards them, slammed into the erected iron railing, and made a "clang" sound, he held the railing with both hands, and screamed in his mouth, the voice was sharp and terrifying.

It was an iron-barred cell with a small bed, two dirt-stained porcelain bowls with leftovers and a disgusting flow of sewage on the ground.

The other man grasped the iron fence with both hands, his eyes bulging out, and his ankles were chained, and he was frantically flapping, his head sticking into the cracks, and his mouth screaming loudly, but he could not make out what he was saying. His clothes were filthy, his hair was unkempt, he covered one eye, his hands were dirty, and the corners of his mouth were foaming at the mouth.

Fear struck Bai Lotian like a bullet, pain and trembling took possession of his heart, he grabbed Paul's hand and ran forward, only stopping to catch his breath until the frightened cry was far away.

Just as the two of them were glad to run through this filthy place, there were one after another wails and ** sounds beside them, which were terrifying, and the prisoners in the rooms on both sides were all cloaked, frantically beating the railing, their bodies were scarred, bloodstained, and their prison clothes were tattered, exuding a rancid smell.

Bai Lotian gasped and wondered, the person who was locked inside, could it be Professor Feng? He felt a faint pain in his heart, like countless ants biting, and he wanted to vomit a little.

An eerie voice came from not far away: "Let me out, I'll give you all the money." The man stared at him intently, leaning against the iron fence, motionless, save for the cold glint in his ghostly eyes.

"It is indeed a wicked place," said Paul, "and it should be called the Wicked Island." ”

"Yes. The people here are suspected of breaking the law and committing crimes, and what we are doing is right. Bai Lotian said through gritted teeth.

Walking through this dim corridor was like walking through an endless sea of suffering, and the cells on both sides cried out in pain from time to time, which increased the anger of the two of them, but they had no choice but to hide their faces and hurriedly run over.

After a while, the two came to an intersection, the passage suddenly widened, the ground was paved with gray tiles, the indigo wall lamps gave a faint blue light, and in front of them was endless darkness, only a faint dim yellow light floated by.

The two looked at each other at first, then read each other in their eyes, and walked straight forward.

Undoubtedly, choices are painful, but choices are inevitable, right or wrong, just like life.

In the dreary corridor, the footsteps measure the length, the skin perceives the slippery humidity, and the smell of salty and sour fish hits the mouth. From each other's rapid breathing, the two felt that fear was always hovering around them.

Bypassing the bend ahead, the hallway is more spacious, the lights are getting brighter, and the air is much fresher, indicating that it is close to the ground, or that the fresh air system is working well.

The floor of the corridor is covered with a thin black carpet embroidered with patterns, the wall lamps on the wall emit a dim light, the ceiling is a few meters apart by large crystal chandeliers, and the green plants are placed on both sides.

There was no one in the hallway, it was unusually quiet, and only his own footsteps could be heard. Paul put his hands in his pockets, let go of his steps, and the further he went, the fresher the air became.

Bai Letian has read a lot of detective novels, whether ancient or modern, and has also been deeply integrated into the novel, never thought that he fell into a situation even more bizarre than the novel, and in the future, it was enough for him to show off for a while.

Paul suddenly patted him on the shoulder, "shhh

Bai Lotian stopped. About ten meters ahead, there is a double door---- which is hidden, pitch-black, inlaid with raised round metal, also ink-colored, and the door reveals a faint light, sprinkled on the floor of the corridor, forming a piece of light and shadow.

The two of them walked one after the other, on tiptoe along the side of the corridor, and walked lightly, their eyes fixed on the door, and they did not notice the difference.

Bai Lotian stood behind Paul and also looked inside, it was dark inside, and he couldn't see the situation inside.

Perhaps it was because Bai Lotian did not stand still, and suddenly fell to Paul's back, and Paul's hand pushed open the black door that was hidden.

There was a "squeak" and the door opened.

The two were shocked.

Two men dressed in black burqas and hoods walked out, with angry faces and raised eyebrows.