In a hellish place like Illion, many people have no dignity to speak of, and as for death, it is just a primitive game for fun, which is why many people who have been dragged to the gallows struggle so desperately.

Liu Zhan turned around and wanted to leave this ghost place with extreme disgust, but inadvertently, he saw something even more frivolous, Liu Zhan's flashlight shone on the wall of another door, and then his gaze was fixed at once.

On the walls are photos that are casually fastened with pins and tape, and it looks like a lot of shopping lists have been pasted.

Some of the photos are new, but some of them are older, with curly edges and stains, probably in the thousands, even if Liu Zhanrong is alone, it is difficult to imagine what a heinous person he has committed such a heinous crime.

These photographs are undoubtedly scenes of executions, with prisoners standing waiting to be executed, prisoners falling from trapdoors, corpses of prisoners hanging from nooses, and some young children.

Joseph and the others noticed the abnormality of Liu Zhan's side, and also took the flashlight to look at it, but it didn't matter if they didn't look at it, they were shocked when they saw it, those photos looked shocking, some people's heads were entangled in their own hair, some people's necks were twisted and torn, and they hung under the noose like twisted flowers, and some corpses' faces were trampled under the soles of Thiago's big leather shoes, and they spit out a few mouthfuls of saliva contrivedly.

The leader who took these photos was undoubtedly a madman, how could such a person be the president of the Ilian ZF, even Liu Zhan, as a foreigner from China, was also inspired by Joseph's uprising after seeing such a situation.

Such a ZF should be overthrown, and if not, Liu Zhan would not mind helping the Free Army halfway.

Among these photographs, the most conspicuous is President Thiago insulting the wife of a prisoner in front of everyone, and then hanging her husband in front of the wife, who looks at her husband in despair, and then the husband looks desperately at his wife being insulted.

How could there be such a tragic story in the world, and afterwards, there is a continuity in this photo, that is, their son, holding the head of a dead man in one hand, and then kneeling beside Thiago, waiting to be shot.

The basement of the presidential palace is simply Thiago's personal amusement park, and all his unhappiness over the years has been vented on the prisoners, the environment here is humid, and from time to time there is a smell of erosion, and now Liu Zhan and they finally understand the source of this smell, behind the photo wall, there are corpses that have not had time to dispose of in the presidential palace in the past few months.

Perhaps the garden will not be used for the time being, and it will come in handy until the early spring of the next year, all in all, it is a place where no less than a dozen lives are being pushed.

The lives of these people had become Thiago's personal amusement, hanging on the wall like trophies, not much better than a pig's head on a plate.

The last scene of the prisoners who came to the gallows was to stare at the pictures on the walls in the last act before they died.

They would look at the pictures and die, knowing that their lives were all over a photo on the wall, pasted on the mottled and peeling wall.

They will also treat Cindy like this, if Joseph really knows about his father's affair back then, then there is no doubt that Thiago will treat Cindy in every way, not to mention knowing that he is the general's envoy who has oppressed him for many years, he is likely to directly pick up Cindy's human skin

Adventitious.

Therefore, now Joseph and they need to save Cindy even more, Joseph lowered his voice and shouted Cindy's name.

"Damn, Joseph, do it. Joseph seemed to hear his father shouting.

Joseph and the others secretly repent themselves for forgetting their business, and hurried towards the other door of the gallows.

Soon after the power outage, the Minister of the Interior of the Presidential Palace, Ranko, appeared at the gate of the presidential palace, and the inexplicable power outage made his mood even worse.

He's a sleepy man, especially after the affair with Mary fell through, and now he has to worry about who to find to warm his bed in the future, and he hates nothing more than being woken up by others, but he's also a master of survival of the fittest.

Elites in all kinds of industries in Ilian will inevitably have ups and downs in their fate, but if you offend someone like Rennes, you will never get ahead.

Now Wren has just sneezed, so Ronco has to bounce up on the bed, and whoever stands in the way of the Secretary of the Interior will definitely not have any good fruit to eat.

Lanco didn't even change his pajamas, he just wore a uniform jacket, he seemed to be a few pounds fatter than usual, he liked to wear loose clothes, so that his big belly felt comfortable, what he needed most now was comfort, I thought I could be comfortable with Mary for a moment or two, who knew that people were just playing with themselves.

"What the hell is going on?" he asked the captain of the guard who had come running to meet him, and so far no one had reported to Lanko.

He didn't know what was going on, but all of his men were troublemakers, and if they were given an egg, they would all be infected with bird flu.

"Ah, it's nothing, sir, aren't you resting in the lounge?" replied the captain hesitantly, very quietly.

"No alarm?"

"Oh, nothing, sir, I mean... It seems that the power is out of power at the presidential palace, so the sirens will not go off. ”

"What?!, you idiot, do you know you're going to kill both of us, and if something big happens, the president will have to throw us both in the basement. ”

When it comes to the basement, people who know the inside story shudder, even if they were beaten alive, they would definitely not want to go there.

Their last two lines of conversation were like a pre-arranged duo, all prepared for the record, because if something bad really happened, then no one could easily bear the wrath of President Thiago.

Lanco and the captain of the guard all knew that the alarm system was completely a decoration, and it was useless to cut off the power and not stop the power, and they also knew what the reason for the alarm system not working, but the captain of the guard dared to find out.

The alarm system of the presidential palace is basically deserted, the main entrance and exit gates are used electromagnetic switches, the CCTV monitoring system only has basic functions, and only a few important locations can be equipped with motion detectors, and all the alarm system equipment is monitored by a central computer.

This is indeed good in the eyes of the layman, but in fact, even if these things are given to the big guy country for free, for example, for the interior of any shopping mall in China, people disdain to use this kind of garbage alarm system.

The security alert system in the presidential palace is all sponsored by the European charity organization People Project, in order to prevent the long-term security situation of the Illian, which has won the apparent unity, and to ensure that the presidential palace can work

of the officials are safeguarded.

However, the effectiveness of the security alarm system was completely disproportionate to its value, with a budget of more than £800,000 for the installation, but in reality it was less than £2 million, and the equipment contractor argued that the increased cost of the equipment made all sense.

Because the infrastructure of the presidential palace has been built for a long time, and there are many places that are in relatively humid places and do not see sunlight all year round, the reliability of the equipment has been greatly reduced due to the impact of these unfavorable factors.

The contractor's argument is obviously untenable, the presidential palace has not changed for more than half a century since it was built, and they should have foreseen the difficulties of these modifications, but the most important point of the matter is not this, the contractor is the little nephew of the Minister of the Interior of the presidential palace, Lonko, so there is nothing to make a fuss about the overspending on equipment.

The patrons of Europe still live on the other side of the English Channel, and it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes in the aid plan given to the Ilian, a small land of 108,000 miles away.

As Minister of the Interior of the Presidential Palace, it is naturally incumbent upon Ranko to fully support this application to various sponsoring member states in Europe to completely renovate the presidential palace and upgrade its equipment.

Everything will be fine, but at the very least, it will not be until tomorrow.

But that's how bizarre things are, the sirens are broken tonight, including the CCTV system in the basement, it's not a place for people, and the guards can't be on duty there twenty-four hours a day, only flashlights or searchlights, occasionally sweeping there, it's not the first time Ilian has encountered a ghost thing where the power goes off in the presidential palace, it's almost unavoidable, it happens once or twice a year.

Aside from a phone call from Prime Minister Rennes, there was nothing to worry about, but the coincidence was that just as Prime Minister Rennes was about to look for him, he caught up with this twice-a-year power outage.

It's not surprising that the other heavy wooden door of the gallows is unlocked, and who would have thought to drill into the execution chamber?

Liu Zhan knew what was inside the back door, the flat map of the presidential office was now all in Liu Zhan's mind, and the three parallel corridors formed the core of the punishment area in the basement like fork teeth, and the other end was the control room where the guards were on duty.

Even if there were no lights, no one would go the wrong way and not find the punishment area in the basement, a place that stinks, stronger than the smell of the sewers.

The suffocating smell was mixed with fear and despair, and Liu Zhan and each of them could clearly feel that there was no sound in the corridor except for their slight footsteps.

The air was unusually heavy and turbid, the low ceilings pressed against their heads, the ancient stone walls on either side were damp and slippery, and the narrow corridors felt oppressive and suffocating.

In the fourth cell in the rightmost corridor, they finally found Joseph's father, Cindy.

Joseph looked into the cell through the iron bars on the door, and at first saw nothing, but he shone it carefully with his flashlight, and saw what appeared to be a pile of rags in the corner, and a bare foot peeking out of the ground.

"Father, Cindy!"

Joseph shouted hotly towards the iron door, but the sound of the air was indeed dull waiting for him.

There was no answer.

Liu Zhan impatiently pushed Joseph away and shouted inside, "Mr. Special Envoy!"

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