There is a very high probability that someone in the Gulagri will defect to the revolution and become a neo-Nazi, and they will be with the extreme Nazis every day, and there is no guarantee that some of the staff in the Gulag will be interested in Nazi ideas from the beginning, and it can even be said that they are not Nazi support at all.

There is a high probability of this, and these people, most likely, are the main leaders of the Gulag, such as people with the status of the warden, only such a person can do things according to their own will, if they are just ordinary staff, even if they have these ideas, they do not have the courage to act blatantly.

The scandal that broke out in the Nazi prisoner of war camps in the United States not long ago has shown that such an incident is not impossible, and that the people responsible for the ideological transformation of the Nazis themselves may be Nazis, and it is precisely because they themselves are Nazis that they are more actively involved in these things than others, and they are volunteering when others are avoiding them.

Both Frankimir and Leo believe that they both believe that the Gulag staff are guilty, and as for the evidence, although they have not found it now, it must be in the warden's office that they can find the evidence they need to prove their point.

Frankie Mire and Leo walked out of the lab at about the same moment. Leave the lab full of questions and return to the dark hallway with foul air.

At this moment, Frankimir suddenly felt a panic, the cold air was filled with a strange horror, a strong sense of oppression, making the air thinner and thinner, this feeling, as if in the cave of the Gulag, and they met the mutated Blok.

Thinking of Blok, Frank Mill seemed to realize that something was not quite right at that time, and he still couldn't remember what the problem was.

The cold and oppressive breath made Frank Mire look back in the direction they had come. He always felt that something was approaching them in the dark, but he couldn't hear any footsteps.

Frankimir carefully examined every room, and there was no way anyone could be behind them, and he began to realize that perhaps he was too nervous to always feel like he was being followed.

Frankimir didn't want this illusion to haunt him all the time, making him agitated, he turned his head and stopped looking behind him, only wanting to reach the warden's office as soon as possible, but every time he took a step earlier, he felt a pair of eyes staring at them in the dark.

Frankimir coughed lightly to calm his nerves, but instead of abating, the mood became stronger.

He told himself that in reality, there was nothing here, and if there was anything, then they would have found out, or rather would have discovered them.

Not only Frank Mire thinks there is nothing here, but even Leo and the proprietress accept the fact that there is nothing here.

Frankie Mill was calm, trying to stop thinking and making himself uneasy, and now he needed to stay calm, only calmness would help him find out, and restlessness would only make him confused, even if it was an obvious clue in front of him, he might be completely ignored because of this.

At the end of the walkway is the warden's office, which is a good location, the intersection of two walkways, which leads to two walkways in three different directions, forming a T-shaped fork outside the door of the warden's office.

On the polished brass door of the office, the sickle and axe emblem painted red were hung, and the colors were completely reversed from the Soviet flag, and the parts that were red became yellow, and the parts that were yellow became red.

All in all, it's a brand new door, and it's a stark contrast to the mottled walls around it.

On the rusty iron porch, a rectangular sign made of brass with the words "Warden's Office" written in paint reads.

Leo couldn't wait, and ran towards the warden's office, as if he had completely forgotten his fear.

Approaching the closed door of the warden's room, Leo suddenly stopped moving forward, as if sensing something.

Frankimir followed, and was a little disappointed when he saw the closed door, which would have been locked and had to be opened with great difficulty.

Frankimir was full of anticipation, stretched out his hand to the door, only to see him push it gently, and the door opened for you, and a relieved smile immediately appeared on the faces of Frankimir and Leo.

But at this moment, their faces began to grow thicker, and from inside the open door of the warden, there was a strong pungent stench, as if this was a morgue and not some warden's office.

The office was pitch black, and they couldn't see anything inside, and the two people stood outside the door with flashlights for a long time, and after confirming that there was nothing inside, they walked into the warden's office with peace of mind.

Walking into the warden's office, with the help of the light of the flashlight, it can be seen that it is a large room, at least more than twice the size of the warden's room in 2371, but the items in the office are not understood, only a filing cabinet made of various metal pipes, a copper desk with a thought, a tall latte wooden chair, a gilded glass coffee table, a dark leather sofa, and finally a map of the Soviet Union made of coated paper hanging on the wall.

Although this room is large, it is depressing because it does not have a single window. Vranikir noticed that the iron bars at his feet seemed to be used to provide heating, but there was no electricity or heating supply here.

From the furnishings in the office, it seemed that the warden's personal preferences were indistinguishable, and perhaps the filing cabinet with its nine doors could tell them something.

In the somewhat empty office, there was a smell of corpses far stronger than in the hallway, which made people feel more immersive, as if they were in a morgue, except that they didn't see the corpses covered with white cloths.

"Oh, damn it, does the warden of the Gulag like that? Is this the latest fragrance? Or the latest fragrance? Leo asked, pouting.

"It does smell oozing." Frankie Mill pursed his lips and cleared his nose again.

"I'm about to throw up, in order to desperately sour water!" Leo twisted his nose desperately.

"Then let's hurry up and look carefully, see if we can find something, and then quickly leave this hellish place, where did this come from and ask." Frank Mire said as he cleaned his nose.

No one would like the disgusting smell, and Leo thought it was the best room in the Gulag, but it was the worst room in the place.

The proprietress didn't dare to stay alone in the lab, and she followed, the place was too dark for she to want to be left alone.

Because the smell of the warden's office was unbearable, the proprietress had to stay in the hallway outside the door, not to enter the stinking room, but she never took her eyes off Frankimir and Leo.

Frankimir walked to the bookcase and Leo walked to the desk, they had a clear division of labor to make their search more efficient, which was of course determined by their height. If the diminutive Leo went to check the bookcase, it would seem a little too inhumane, it would be pure bullying.

Frankimir took a closer look at the card, and the unusual bookcase, which at first glance looked like it was made of broken copper and iron, but on closer inspection, it was ingenious, and it was so beautifully carved with many beautiful patterns.

Frank Mire was about to open the bookcase when he heard Leo's screams of horror behind him, followed by the sound of something falling hard.

"What's the matter, are you alright?" Frankimir turned his head and searched in the darkness, but could not see Leo.

"Something trips me up, fuck, it's bad luck, where did the bastard come from." Leo scolded in his mouth, staggered up from the ground, this time it was really not light, there was no place on his body, he couldn't feel the pain, and even his heart and lungs seemed to fall out.

"This place is dark, and I should pay attention to myself, for fear of falling to your death." Frankie Mill complained impatiently, Leo had always been a sloppy guy, and he was used to it.

"Alright! Count me out of luck. Leo got up from the ground and busied himself picking up his flashlight, which was no different from being blind in a place like this.

The flashlight was retrieved, and it was only then that Leo noticed that what had tripped over him just now seemed to be a pair of tall leather boots.

This is a little unreasonable, how can anyone throw their boots around in the office, let alone the warden's office.

Could it be that this is the warden's leather boots, and there is really no inspection at all, Leo muttered under his breath, wanting to take a good look at the leather boots, but he immediately noticed that it was not only a pair of leather boots, but also a leg, a leg in navy blue police pants.

No...... It wasn't just one leg, it was a person, a stiff, lying on the floor!

Leo couldn't help but scream, the exclamation sounded even more bleak and tragic in the silence and darkness, and the unprepared Frank Miir and the proprietress were startled by Leo's screams.

The sudden appearance of a dead corpse really frightened Leo, he was not very afraid of the dead, but this environment was too tense, and the corpse in front of him came so suddenly, he suddenly seemed like a crazy wild dog, but everything rushed out of the door.

At the same time, at the moment when Leo wanted to escape, a strong and powerful arm grabbed Leo's collar and lifted the short Leo up. (To be continued.) )