Hou Rui looked at the sturdy man in the lead, looked at the baton he was carrying, the pistol he was wearing at his waist, and then Hou Rui looked at the AK74 assault rifle in the hands of the other two men behind him and the bayonet in the scabbard on his waist, Hou Rui suddenly felt as if he had inadvertently entered something unusual, because these guys were dressed and equipped exactly like Russian soldiers. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"#¥¥......%¥......" The man with the baton spoke Russian with a cold face, his brown eyes staring at Hou Rui's face like poisonous snakes.

"I'm sorry, I don't speak Russian. Hou Rui thought about it instantly, and finally decided to tell the truth, because he couldn't pretend to be able to speak a language.

"Foreigner?" The leading man suddenly raised his head after hearing Hou Rui's words, and asked in English with an arrogant face.

"Yes, the plane I was on crashed, thank you very much for saving me, may I ask what place this is?"

“…… Hehehe, hahahaha......" Seeing Hou Rui's appearance, the three men looked at each other, and then immediately laughed.

After they had been laughing for 2-3 minutes, the man in charge slowly replied to his cold face, and he said to Hou Rui, who was still soaking in the bathtub: "This is a place that does not exist, and you are welcome to the dirty well." ”

"Dirty well?" Hou Rui quickly recalled carefully in his mind, but he didn't think of anything related to this word.

"All right, unlucky foreigner, I'll tell you the rules of the dirty well, and here the guards are God, and you had better do whatever we tell you to do at once. The leading man said viciously.

"But......" Hou Rui just wanted to ask a question, but what he didn't expect at all was that the leading man came up with a baton and slashed it on Hou Rui's cheek, which immediately made Hou Rui's face swollen, and when Hou Rui was hit and instinctively twisted his body to the side, the leading man who was not enough simply roared and overturned the entire bathtub, making Hou Rui and those cold water tilt together and roll to the concrete floor next to the room.

"The second rule is that no one is allowed to speak until the guards give permission, or they will be beaten, and we will be careful to break every bone of you. The leading man chased after him as he spoke, and the big leather boots on his feet stepped on Hou Rui's chest, and he looked down at Hou Rui's face condescendingly, and he looked at Hou Rui as if Hou Rui was a lowly ant.

Hou Rui really felt the sharp pain of the skin on his chest being rubbed by the other party's big leather boots, but after Hou Rui, who was furious, saw the AK74 in the hands of the two guards behind him, he wisely chose to lower his head immediately, not letting the other party see his eyes that were bursting with fire.

At this moment, the leading man completely misunderstood Hou Rui's actions, he thought that this was a manifestation of Hou Rui's submission to himself, and now the leading man was finally satisfied, he raised his feet and walked back to his companion's side, pulled a chair by the wall and sat down, and continued the previous questioning.

"Foreigner, your name, your nationality, your occupation, why did you come to Siberia?" the leading man completely regained his cold tone.

"My name is Douglas Wang, I'm from London's West End, I'm a BBC photojournalist, I'm coming to Siberia with my colleagues to shoot a snow wolf documentary, my plane crashed a few days ago, and I got lost in the middle of it. Without thinking, Hou Rui moved out of the fake identity he had used in Somari.

"BBC, photojournalist!" The leading guard who heard this answer suddenly changed his face, and he instantly became alert, and he put the baton in his hand on his thigh, and reached out to pull out the pistol on his waist.

Hou Rui, who felt bad but didn't know what he had said wrong, immediately shouted: "What are you going to do? I'm British, you can't do this to me, I'm a British citizen, do you want to cause an international dispute? I ask you to contact the British Embassy in Moscow immediately, so that I can prove my identity and give me corresponding medical assistance." ”

"No, you are no longer a British citizen when you enter the dirty well, you only have a code name now, and you are only a prisoner of 1103 until we determine your identity. The leading guard lowered his head and thought for a moment, then he glanced at his companion as he spoke, and then the two strong men with AK74s immediately rushed up, and they beat Hou Rui violently with guns and big leather boots.

After 2-3 minutes, the two tired guards retreated, and the leading guard continued to interrogate Rui: "1103 You said you were a photojournalist, but what about your passport? When we found you, you didn't have a wallet on you, but a Russian Raven semi-automatic pistol, what's going on?"

At this time, the eyes, the corners of the mouth, and the nose were bleeding, and most of the blisters on the body were torn, and Hou Rui endured the pain before he got up, he first spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva to the side, and then replied with a panting, panicked, and cringing: "My wallet and coat were lost in the crash, this pistol was picked up by me in the wreckage of the plane, if I hadn't used it to scare away the snow wolf, then I would have died a long time ago." ”

“…… When we found you, you were covered with a wolf's skin, which you peeled off yourself?"

"Yes, I fired several shots to kill the wolf, and I skinned him because I didn't have a coat. Hou Rui didn't know why the other party suddenly asked this, but he could only answer truthfully now.

But after hearing Hou Rui's answer, the leading guard immediately exchanged words with the two companions behind him, and after a while he suddenly stood up from his chair, waved his hand in annoyance, and said, "Take him to the infirmary first! Maybe this Englishman can surprise us a little, the dirty well has been boring for too long, and we need as many new faces as possible." ”

"Hehehe......" So the two guards came to Hou Rui's side with a wicked smile, they locked Hou Rui's wrists with a pair of heavy handcuffs, and then dragged the naked Hou Rui out of the room.

When Hou Rui staggered to the corridor outside the room, he found that the long corridor of this building was all exactly the same iron door room, and when Hou Rui had to hold on to the wall to move forward little by little because of his leg injury, passing by these rooms one by one, he found that most of the rooms were vacant, because Hou Rui took the opportunity to look quietly along the iron railing of the iron door, those rooms were silent and empty.

Although Hou Rui's heart was full of questions at this moment, in order not to suffer from extra flesh and skin, he had no choice but to hide all the doubts in his heart, and began to keep walking forward under the strong push of the guards behind him.

1-2 minutes later, when Hou Rui turned and walked up another corridor, the leading guard left, leaving one of the two gun-wielding guards to leave with the lead guard, and the remaining gun-wielding guard pressed Hou Rui alone to continue to move forward, and then entered the room with a red cross light, but it was the same black and cold here as everywhere.

"#¥¥#%" The gun-wielding guard yelled after entering the door, and then the loud snoring in the infirmary immediately stopped, and a thin man slowly turned out from behind a curtain screen, he put on his coat and turned on the electric light in the room, and then Hou Rui clearly saw the middle-aged man with eyes and beard in front of him with a reluctant face.

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The gun-wielding guard pushed Hou Rui his back, causing Hou Rui to stagger to the center of the room, and then the guard quickly started talking to the man with glasses in Russian. The two guys talked for a long time, and finally the guy with glasses reluctantly opened a medicine cabinet, took out a large bottle of ointment, and then placed it on a small tin table next to Hou Rui.

"What are you waiting for, pretty nurse, apply it yourself! I suggest you apply it evenly, especially where the blisters have broken the skin, otherwise you will have a hard time getting over the scabs and infections. The man with glasses said in English to Hou Rui with an expressionless face.

"Are you a doctor? What are these things?" asked Hou Rui, looking at the thick lard-like ointment in the large bottle.

"Frostbite cream, anti-inflammatory, remember to put the bottle back for me after you apply it, don't disturb my sleep." Impatiently, the bespectacled man returned to the back of the curtain screen, ignoring the shouts of the gun-wielding guard.

When Hou Rui had just sat on a hospital bed next to the small iron table, the gun-wielding guard immediately locked Hou Rui's hands to the iron pipe at the head of the hospital bed with rude movements, and kept saying something in Russian that Hou Rui did not understand.

"Hey, what are you doing? I haven't applied that yet. Hou Rui shouted in incomprehension, but the guard with the gun simply ignored Hou Rui's questioning, and after he locked Hou Rui, he first punched Hou Rui in the stomach, and then immediately turned around and left the humble infirmary. (To be continued.) )