The warden, the warden I was familiar with, I turned out to be a jailer. ,

I think I won't let go of this opportunity, because I feel that there are only three layers, if I miss it, maybe I will face death, and Ren Sheng will be my end, maybe much worse than him.

Ten years, that is to say, this prison has gone through ten years, it already has a shape, the big wall has been raised, there are two two-story buildings, the dormitory has also been improved, and the initial shape has been formed, when I was the warden.

I'm a jailer, the lowest layer in the prison.

The warden of this term is Lin Zhisheng, I am no stranger to it, and there is it in the warden's files.

Lin Zhisheng, 34 years old, warden, has served for two and a half years, and other information is dispensable.

However, I heard Zhou Guang say that the matter about Lin Zhisheng is not so simple.

Anyway, I've come to the prison ten years ago, and I'm going to understand everything slowly.

I guarded the third gate of the prison, the door to the cell.

My parents and sister are still my parents and sister, and at this time their conditions have begun to improve, and my father has a certain status, but I will still be twenty-two years old.

Lin Zhisheng is a typical northern man, who speaks like thunder, and no prisoner or jailer is not afraid of him.

When I saw Lin Zhisheng for the first time, I couldn't help but feel a tightness in my heart, this person looked gloomy, and I couldn't tell if it was the evil kind.

His assistant Wang Xinze, there are records in the archives, and there seem to be more records about Wang Xinze, mainly in terms of punishment, and the formulation and improvement of the system, which has indeed made a great contribution, so Wang Xinhaize is actually Lin Zhisheng's assistant, in fact, the weight is very large, sometimes, Lin Zhisheng has to listen to him, why he is not the warden, or is he a deputy warden, there must be some reason.

On the ninth day of my prison ten years ago, when I went into the cell with my fellow trainees, I walked into a corridor that didn't exist ten years later, when I was the warden.

This corridor is gloomy, and when you come in, you feel full of yin.

There are no windows, the lights are very dim, the corridor is more than fifty meters long, and the iron door of the cell is locked, so you can't see inside the cell.

There are ten cells in total, five on one side, and the doors are staggered.

"Why didn't there be a prisoner?"

"It's always empty, I don't know the specific reason, but the prison has a rule, you have to patrol three times a day, and if there is a situation, you can go directly to the warden's office, which is the most important thing. ”

I don't see anything important, there are no prisoners, and in prison, prisoners are the most important.

After walking less than ten meters, there were paintings on the wall, paintings hanging in the frame, these paintings are all about the soul, there are introductions, I don't understand, dozens of colors, can appear in a painting, what will happen to the painting

Anyway, it's shocking to watch, maybe it's the environment.

"This Painting"

My partner gave me a strange look.

"There used to be a female painter living here, Zhao Xiuqin, or a female painter locked up. ”

"Are you telling me a story, this is a male prisoner, making a joke. ”

"You, what you should know, it's true, there is only one female painter here, named Zhao Xiuqin, this place is not connected with the prison man's canon, it's **, ten rooms, and she is the only one who lives, changing one room a day, of course, changing one room a day, I just heard about it, I don't know what the situation will be, anyway, it's very magical. ”

I looked at the paintings, and from the ten meters into the corridor, both walls were hung all over the place, and they were extremely weird, like abstract paintings.

At the end, I saw a picture of a baby, and the baby was very cute.

I think this painting is quite normal.

"The painting seems to be normal. ”

"Normal"

My partner looked at me.

"Huang Qiulin, are you new here, you always say strange things today, you walk three times a day, you take drugs today"

"What's wrong with me"

"Although this baby's painting is said to look normal, in fact, this is the most evil picture, if you look closely, the baby's eyes are vicious. ”

I looked at it carefully, stared at it for a while, and sure enough, my heart panicked.

"How can this be"

"The painter Zhao Xiuqin stayed here for three years, creating these paintings, and the strangest thing is that she was pregnant in the last year, but the child was not born, and she committed suicide here, and this painting should have been painted for her unborn son. ”

"What crime did she commit, why is she locked up here, how can she get pregnant?"

"Actually, she is not a criminal, she has not committed any crime, but a painter, she wants to create works here, saying that it is a supernatural thing, and she needs such an environment, from the time she came in until she died, she never walked out of the door of this cell, but she was pregnant, and some people said that it was a ghost fetus. ”

When my partner said that, I felt chills all over my body.

"At night, you can still hear the cries of children, who say that is the soul of the painter Zhao Xiuqin. ”

As we walked out, it seemed normal to see my shifts, probably used to it.

We were on the night shift this night, half the night before the shift, and the second half of the night.

In the second half of the night, I actually heard the faint cry of a baby, and what the shift said was true

I do not know.

Lin Zhisheng's assistant Wang Xinze suddenly came, and I glanced at my watch, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Come in with me. ”

Wang Xinze walked in front with his hands behind his back, and I followed behind.

We entered the cell where the painter Zhao Xiuqin lived, the iron door opened, Wang Xinze went straight inside, the baby's cry was clear, I did hear it.

"Assistant Wang, there is the cry of a baby. ”

"I'm not deaf. ”

This kid's tone makes me uncomfortable.

I stopped talking, I just followed.

Walking to the innermost cell, Wang Xinze stopped.

"Open. ”

I took out the key disk, and it was numbered, and I knew that it was number tenth, the innermost one.

Find the key and open the iron door to the cell.

"You're waiting outside. ”

Wang Xinze went in and closed the iron door, I haven't been in these cells, I don't know if other people have entered.

I was waiting outside, and the door was facing the baby's painting, and I looked into the baby's eyes, which were smiling strangely, but the crying did not stop.

My legs were trembling, and Wang Xinze had been in for ten minutes, and these ten minutes were the same as ten years.

"Assistant Wang, Assistant Wang"

I'm calling outside, but don't do anything.

He pushed the door open, and I screamed.

"What is it called?"

Wang Xinze glared at me.

He didn't take anything, I followed the back out, returned to the duty room, and Wang Xinze went back to the office building.

I don't understand why Wang Xinze came here in the middle of the night.

In the morning, I woke up from work.

"Assistant Wang came yesterday, at one o'clock in the second half of the night. ”

The partner gave me a look.

"He would come once a week and go into a different cell. ”

"Why"

"You'd better not ask. ”

The class is very light and mysterious.

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