The captain was taken by the Marine Police to the last iron prison in the area where the felons were located. As he passed by the other prisons, the captain tried to look inside, but could not see anything because of the light. He simply looked ahead, towards the wall at the end.

"Ahh The captain was startled and grabbed his foot with one hand.

The marine police slammed the hand hard, and a sentence came from behind the hand, "Give me something to eat, give me something to eat." ”

The captain took three steps and two steps towards his cage, shaking the iron door with all his might.

"Calm down, calm down." The Marine Police opened the cage door and let the captain inside. There was a small round hole in the diagonal top of the room, and a faint moonlight shone in through it and reflected it on the ground. There happened to be a small square stool on the small area covered by the light, and on the stool lay a confession.

"Hurry up and explain your problems and write them all on the confession." After saying that, the marine police left.

As soon as the police left, all kinds of ghosts and wolves howled came from this cell. Some complained, some were abusive, and some were crazy and kept repeating the same thing.

The captain squatted in the corner, what Ah Feng said just now, he never thought about it. Now that I'm in the closest place to hell on earth, I have time to think about it.

His eyes closed slightly, and countless images rushed out of his mind, like he was holding a child for the first time. He got married late and his children had just started elementary school. He jumped up and down with his schoolbag on his back every day, waving at himself with a smile on his face. His wife was an honest woman, a fellow countryman, eight years younger than himself, but this kind and stubborn woman never disliked her old age, and he always sat at the head of the bed after coaxing the children and sewed the clothes with open threads. I run passenger ships all year round, although I also earn some money, but I owe too much to the mother and son.

Thinking about it, the captain felt that his limbs were cold and his head was hot. Probably squatting for too long, he tried to sit on the stool in the middle, but when he saw the confession on the stool, he took several steps back in disgust. Fortunately, there were still some dry weeds on the ground, and he lay down gently, but as soon as he lay down, he found that these weeds could not isolate the biting coldness of the ground at all. What should he do?

Finally he came up with a solution. He was curled up in the corner. Then spread all the weeds under your ass separately and block them in front of you. Although the people in such a nest are uncomfortable, the temperature is indeed much higher than before, and the whole body can store a little temperature.

"Nobody cares where you go, nobody. You can't wander around the world like a ghost, you just gaba is gone, inexplicably gone, forever and ever. You know how lost that feeling is, how lonely that feeling is, you know? There is no one with you, and the point is that you will never meet anyone again. ”

No one cares, Gaba is gone, inexplicably gone, and it is not with this sin. Speaking of sins, he remembered Amitabha, good and good, I don't go to hell who goes to hell, these Buddhist terms that he had heard sporadically before.

In the past, when he passed by the temple gate and saw the believers engrossed in burning incense and bowing, he felt stupid, he didn't understand why a good person would do such a thing, wasting time and wasting life.

Now he finally understands that those people are all high-ranking people, and he has already considered the problems he will face after he dies while he is still alive. In other words, they want to let their souls have a place to return after death, and they don't want to disappear for no reason.

"What should I do?" This was a heavy question that the captain himself threw at himself after thinking about it for a long time. With this question, the captain fell asleep in a daze.

"Bell!" The iron door was opened, and two cold-faced marine policemen lifted the captain from the weeds. The captain had just fallen asleep, his spirit was in a state of extreme weakness and helplessness, his legs had no strength to support him, and he was limp on the ground, and his knees were particularly worn down by the swift footsteps of the Marine Police.

After about a minute, they entered a brightly lit room, which was very echoy, and the steps of the marine police were layered by the space, and several times reflected back to the swollen ears. In the middle of the room, there is a wooden seat with a backrest, and the mount is attached to a belt for human restraints. The Marine Police sat the captain in a chair and immobilized his hands, waist, ankles, and neck.

"What are you going to do, I haven't written a confession yet!" The captain feebly asked the Marine Police.

The Marine Police ignored him, but focused on adjusting the amplitude of the belt to restrain the captain's limbs. Then a marine policeman brought a mask, a sharp knife, and a large wooden barrel. He placed the mask on the captain's head, who watched as the light in front of him was contracted little by little, and knew that it would eventually turn completely dark.

"You can't do this, you're abusing lynching." The captain's voice echoed through the house like a lonely bird, unable to find its way out of the room.

The sailor cut a long hole in the captain's wrist with a knife, and after a while the captain felt a hot current gushing out of his wrist, and not long after, he heard the sound of ticking blood falling into the barrel, because the echo of the house was very loud, so the sound of blood falling was exceptionally clear, and gradually he felt that the sound of blood dripping was getting louder and louder, and the frequency was getting faster and faster. The captain felt his soul being squeezed out little by little along with the bleeding hole. He felt his spine, hands, and feet feel unusually cold now. He could hear his heart beating slowly. This way of dying is not so painful, but this long wait for death is the hardest. His desire to speak grew stronger, but his power to speak became weaker and weaker. He wanted to shout out what he was thinking through his throat, but because of the belt around his neck, he felt a thick hand locking his neck to prevent him from making a sound.

The speed of the blood droplets was full, and the sound became smaller and quieter, and it seemed that his own blood was about to run out. The captain was terrified to the extreme, he knew that the end was coming, he didn't like to disappear like this inexplicably, he didn't want to.

"Help me stop the bleeding, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die. This is all done by Wang Gongzi and Liu Slow. The buyers and sellers they were looking for, they asked me to smuggle them secretly by boat, and when they promised me the benefits of 10,000 oceans, please don't kill me, don't kill me... The captain cried like a child.