Sometimes it's a plain glass of water, and sometimes there's sleeping pills in it.

It turned out to be in the middle of countless nights. In my countless deep sleeps. My husband actually carried me behind my back and did a lot of things that no one could do.

That night, just a year and a half ago, my husband brought me another glass of water with sleeping pills in it.

Of course, that sleeping pill is colorless and dissolvable. But I don't know what happened that night, I just felt very upset, I wasn't thirsty at all, I put the sleeping pill next to my pillow and told my husband that I would drink it later.

A couple of young people came that night, and my husband took them upstairs to look at the room. I spilled the glass of water outside the gate.

My husband went downstairs and saw that the cup was empty. He was so gentle that night that I even felt like a return to the light.

My husband put his arm around me and kissed me on the forehead. Then, slowly, he put me to sleep.

It was probably about 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, and I reached out in a daze to touch the bed, but there was no one around me.

It was that feeling of emptiness that woke me up instantly. I sat up and called my husband twice, but no one around responded.

There weren't many customers upstairs, and the street outside was very quiet.

At this moment, the sound of a woman crying suddenly came to my ears. It wasn't very loud, but it seemed to come from underground. The woman cried and screamed so badly!

Curious, I got out of bed and walked to the stairs. My husband thought I had taken sleeping pills that night, so he was very unscrupulous. He didn't close the door of the chamber at all, so there was a small red crack next to the stairs, and there was a light rippling through the gap, and the light was a little harsh.

I followed the faint light to find the button that connected to the basement. When I got to the basement, I walked through the iron doors one after another.

What I saw turned out to be my husband. qδ.net

My husband was so emotional that he didn't hear my footsteps at all. And there is a woman in front of my husband. The woman seemed to have not eaten in a long time and was very thin.

There were a lot of tools in the basement, chains, axes, and sledgehammers.

I didn't know what was going on in my head, so I picked up a sledgehammer and smashed it into the back of my husband's head!

I knocked him unconscious, and he fell straight to the ground. I took the opportunity to chain him up, and then I went to save the woman.

But the woman's reaction when she looked at me was fear, pain. The woman was so crazy that she couldn't even speak. She didn't know how long she had been held by my husband, and she didn't know how long she had been tortured in the basement.

All I know is that the woman's side is full of feces and urine, and then there is a lot of blood, a lot of skull and bones.

The woman was naked, screaming and running desperately outside the basement.

I didn't stop her at the time, I thought the woman would go to the police. I even waited for the police to come and take my husband away.

But after three days, our little inn was still very peaceful. The woman became crazy, and she ran out in a frenzy, and then she ran all over the street, and everyone in the street had seen her.

No one knows where this crazy woman came from, only I know in my heart. It was I who said casually, this woman should not be abandoned by a good friend, so she is crazy!

Since then, the word has spread in our small county. There was a crazy woman who turned out to be a factory girl, and it seemed that she had disappeared for more than a year inexplicably, and then she actually eloped with her good friend, and was finally abandoned by her good friend, and then became crazy.

Gradually, I knew that the evil things my husband had done would never be discovered again.

I flipped through my husband's diary. It turned out that when I was pregnant, my husband had already started to do that kind of evil thing that lacked morality.

I found a diary in my husband's luggage, which contained a lot of private things about him that I never knew before.

I only found out in my diary. This underground of the inn

My husband had just taken over the inn from his parents, and he had dug it up on a whim.

When digging this basement, my husband wanted to expand the hotel a little more. Make a few rooms underground, too. But later I found out that the business of the small hotel was not good at all, so after the basement was dug, my husband did not continue to install it. Then the basement has been shelved.

Later, my husband had some weird thoughts in his heart. He lives in the hotel every day, watching so many factory girls come and go. Seeing so many young couples coming to stay at the hotel, my husband wondered why those women couldn't be his own!

Why can't he be emperor? The emperor in ancient times was really happy, with three wives and four concubines, and 3,000 beauties in the harem. All women love the emperor and all fight for one.

My husband knows these thoughts, and it's a fool's dream. Then you met me, married me, and then I got pregnant.

It was when I was pregnant and had a big belly that my parents came to see me once. That night I ran alone to pick up my parents at the train station in the city, because the inn is inseparable from people and needs to be taken care of by the owner.

So at that time, my husband was alone at the hotel on the first day, that night, a factory girl said that she didn't have an ID card, but she could stay in the hotel.

The girl seemed to be arguing with her boyfriend, she went out on a date with her boyfriend in the middle of the night, and then because of some unpleasantness, the two of them stood on the street and quarreled.

It was late that night, and the factory could not go back. The girl turned around and left alone, without a boyfriend by her side, and the girl did not bring her ID card that night, so she only had 20 yuan on her.

My husband saw that the girl was alone, and suddenly he had a bad thought in his heart. My husband dragged the girl into the basement with a pull, and after bullying the girl, because of the girl's crazy struggle, my husband accidentally strangled the girl alive.

When the girl woke up, she screamed frantically, saying that she was going to call the police, that she was going to bring my husband to justice. My husband was afraid of being in a hurry, he was afraid that he would go to prison, so he refused to let the girl go, so he directly locked the girl in the basement, and went upstairs alone to calm down and think of a solution.

My husband closed the basement door, and the basement sound insulation was still relatively good.