Tian Baoqiang heard the prison numbers of these three prisoners, and after a little recollection, he remembered the identities of two of them.

It's not that he has a good memory, it's that both of them have made newspaper headlines.

One is that the wanted murderer was just caught last year, and he has committed a lot of crimes, and he is still in the review stage, and his mouth is very hard-mouthed, and there are as many as six victims with evidence, and according to the speculation of the police handling the case, there are still victims who have not yet known.

The other, the notorious arsonist, has been given a suspended death sentence and will not have a chance of commutation.

The criminal behavior of these two people is very consistent with the content of the information obtained by Tian Baoqiang at the secret meeting he attended two months ago.

"Nightmare Syndrome" is a mental illness that has been occurring among prisoners in Huaguo Prison during this time.

The prisoners who have "nightmare syndrome" are all heinous villains who live a life worse than death under the erosion of daily nightmares.

The last secret meeting that Tian Baoqiang attended specifically mentioned that the prisoners who had nightmares not only suffered from nightmares, but also confessed all their crimes truthfully in order to obtain imaginary relief.

If it weren't for the fact that no one knew the origin of the "nightmares", probably some radicals would have advocated obtaining the truth of certain cases in this way.

Therefore, it was precisely because of this situation that Tian Baoqiang paid attention to the identity of the other prisoner.

Tian Baoqiang asked his subordinates to immediately isolate the three of them in a special solitary prison, and pay close attention to their words and deeds, record all their words during this time, and notify the team in charge of "nightmares".

At the same time, he immediately accessed the information of another prisoner.

This is a middle-aged man who was sentenced to five years in prison for telecom fraud.

Seeing the information, Tian Baoqiang was a little confused, according to the information he learned, this type of criminal did not appear in the list of "nightmares".

The experts who taught them at the time pointed out that prisoners engaged in human trafficking, homicide, organ trafficking, abuse, and child abuse were the main targets of "nightmares".

"Could it be ......" An idea suddenly popped up in Tian Baoqiang's mind, "This guy still has a crime that no one knows about?"

I don't know why, after going to that secret meeting, looking at those sinful wicked people who are tortured every day, Tian Baoqiang has an extraordinary affection for the strange disease of "nightmare syndrome" in his heart.

Rather than the option of "finding the wrong person for nightmares", he instinctively judged that there was something wrong with the prisoner.

Tian Baoqiang informed his superiors of the nightmares in the prison under his jurisdiction, and someone soon came to check on them.

Tian Baoqiang also quickly confirmed his guess.

This prisoner was the least able of the three. In less than three days, with a handful of snot and tears, he confessed all the crimes he had concealed.

A criminal with a bad record and a heinous child sexual assault.

Chu Wenjiang is a member of the research team on "nightmare syndrome" in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces. Since the establishment of this research team six months ago, they have been working with all kinds of prisoners who have lost their conscience on a daily basis, learning about and documenting their nightmares.

To be honest, it's not a pleasant job.

The dreams of these prisoners, when read literally, are full of blood and darkness, pain and torment, which can be called the reappearance of hell and the arrival of demons.

They shuddered when they heard it and recorded it, not to mention the people who dreamed every day.

It's just that no one has too much sympathy for these people.

The sin deserves a sentence that perfectly expresses the attitude of the bystanders towards them.

Ordinary imprisonment is too mild for some, and nightmares are more like an additional punishment from God.

It's like the torture of the legendary eighteen layers of hell, except that the former is a consolation of the imagination, while the nightmare is a real horror.

Lansha the Mantis completed the task assigned by Miss Lannie, left three new cases for the "Nightmare Syndrome" research team in Suzhou City, and then got into the side pocket of a little boy's school bag and took the free high-speed train from Suzhou City back to Qinghe City.

This praying mantis, which has survived the winter, has been able to complete tasks independently.

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In Xijiang Province, Zong Xiulan walked past a quaint old plaque with red glazed tiles and listened to the assistant's report.

Zong Xiulan is a well-known female private entrepreneur in China, and her name has been on the headlines of the financial channel all year round. Thirty years ago, Zong Xiulan, who was divorced with three children, started from scratch, starting with frozen dumplings, and now has become the largest frozen food manufacturer in China.

In her seventies, Zong Xiulan gradually retired from management positions four years ago and turned to develop her own hobbies.

In the past four years, she has established the largest exhibition hall of classical 1,000 beds in the country.

People who are familiar with her know her love for the ancient Qiangong bed in China. Since the abundant funds in hand, there are plans to collect and restore thousands of ancient beds from all over the country, and even the exquisite works of modern craftsmen are not spared money and spend a lot of money to buy.

Her love for the Qiangong stepping bed, once a wedding bed for her aunt and grandmother. My aunt's ancestor was a well-known local squire and wealthy family, although the family was in the middle of the road, but also had some heritage.

When I was young, I entered my aunt's bedroom and saw the beautiful red lacquered wooden bed that looked like a small house, with vivid auspicious animal patterns, vivid peony branches, and a small drawer that I didn't know where to hide.

She remembers that at that time, she liked to sit on the footrest of the Qiangong stepping bed, listening to her aunt and grandmother with little feet tell about the small things in the boudoir back then, as well as the family history of the once prosperous.

Unfortunately, the bed of the little house with its teeth and grinning little bat was finally chopped into pieces of wood by an axe, and some people's stoves were added with firewood and burned to ashes.

And her little aunt and grandmother, who liked to sit in the yard and embroider in the sun, also left the world with despair along with this ancestral bridal bed.

After Zong Xiulan struggled to become a well-known female billionaire in the country, she began to collect thousands of workers from all over the country.

Today, the country's largest museum of thousands of workers is located in a hundred-year-old northern courtyard house, carefully maintained for people to appreciate this treasure of ancient furniture.

"Have you contacted the carver of the white jade Qiangong stepping bed?" Zong Xiulan turned her head and asked the assistant beside her.

The white jade thousand workers pulling step bed in Zong Xiulan's mouth refers to the milk fruit thousand workers pulling the step bed, because the appearance and color are like running jade, ordinary people prefer to call it "white jade thousand workers pulling out the step bed".

Hong Mengni, who has been Zong Xiulan's assistant for ten years, shook her head a little embarrassed and said: "Although this engraver Jiang Hua, although Weibo is updated from time to time, it is very difficult to contact her. She lived in seclusion in Qinghe City, and during this time, she could not be contacted by phone or Internet. ”

"What about the other ways?" Zong Xiulan frowned. She thought of the white jade-like thousand-worker stepping bed she saw in Beijing City, and she had already made a decision in her heart, no matter how much she spent, she would have to get one to put in her museum.

"I am contacting Master Jiang's teachers at the Academy of Fine Arts, hoping to communicate with her through them. "Hong Mengni is Zong Xiulan's right-hand man.

"As soon as possible!" Zong Xiulan said categorically.

At present, there are only three white jade thousand workers pulling out the bed in the eyes of the world.

The first moulded white jade Qiangong stepping bed was the most expensive, but it was collected in the hands of the original carver and was not intended to be sold.

The buyers of the other two white jade Qiangong stepping beds are not bad for money, and they are very precious, and they don't plan to sell at all, and they are ready to pass them on as family heirlooms.

Now, many people's eyes are fixed on the next thousand work bed works painted by the engraver Jiang.

The engraver Jiang Hua is extremely strict with his works, and every work that comes out is not a duplicate work, so it is worth more.

Hong Mengni was continuing to report other work, when suddenly the mobile phone rang, she said sorry to Zong Xiulan and answered the phone.

About three minutes later, Hong Mengni hung up the phone, and her face was not very good.

"Chairman, Master Jiang posted a Weibo update, saying that there is currently other work, and for the time being, within five years, there will be no more production of Baiyu Qiangong stepping bed. ”