Chapter 179

Qincheng prison has a high wall and power grid outside, which is the same as the appearance of an ordinary prison. However, after entering the prison, I found that every brick here has a thick historical deposit.

I didn't expect that the Qincheng prison was still red brick and green tile, which was quite simple.

With a touch of his hand, the smell of rotten blood ran straight into his nose. His fingers were retracted like an electric shock. When he put them in front of his eyes, his pupils shrank instantly.

What's the red brick? It's obviously stained by blood, and it can't be done with a little blood, as if everyone irrigates this prison with blood every day.

Inexplicable, a palpitation, spontaneously.

Facing another iron door, two men in uniform were waiting in front of it.

Zhang ordinary walked forward, suddenly felt empty around, turned his head and found Wang Huba standing still.

"Brother Wang, this is..."

"I can't use the rest. I hope we can meet again." Wang Huba's expression is unspeakable weird, afraid? Sorry? Or both.

But Zhang ordinary can see that he has an unspeakable fear of crossing the door, and even dare not look straight ahead.

From what he said, we can understand that behind this door, perhaps, is the gap between life and death.

But at this point, Zhang ordinary has no way to go back, take a deep breath, stride forward.

When they came to the waiting two people, their expressions were the same, as if they were carved out of a mold. Four hands kept touching Zhang Fanfan's body. Zhang Fanfan also extended his arms with great cooperation. His things had been taken away long ago, and the only one left behind was a mud ball wrapped with the blood of Sister Li's tongue.

At this moment, only the body is the safest place.

Without checking anything out, the two men looked at each other and motioned Zhang to follow them. They turned and opened the door to lead the way.

From beginning to end, they didn't say a word.

Zhang ordinary felt a strong sense of death in them. I don't know if it was their own or their years of dealing with the dead.

If it's the latter, it's terrible.

Through the corridor, although there is no panoramic view, there is a feeling that there are more people in the light and dark than you think.

Everywhere they went, there was a dead silence. No matter the office staff or the guards, they all looked indifferent. Even Zhang ordinary could not attract their eyes when he passed them.

Through one corridor after another, through one hall after another, there are countless iron doors opened on the way. Zhang ordinary lowered his head and didn't even know how long the road was.

All of a sudden, the continuous sound of footsteps suddenly stopped, Zhang ordinary did not pay attention, bowed his head and bumped into a person in front of him.

The man's body didn't even shake, but Zhang Fanfan felt a pain on his forehead.

He looked up and saw a much bigger iron door in front of him, and the texture was much better than before.

Is it finally here?

Zhang Pingfan felt that he had really had enough of it. Even if he took himself to the execution ground, it was much better than this kind of walking without knowing how long the road ahead was. The stillness around him was like a huge stone in his heart.

After facial recognition, the two metal doors slowly open, revealing a long endless corridor with cells on both sides.

That's it?

At this time, Zhang Pingfan finally heard the voices of the two men. One of them suddenly said:

"Take out your fastest speed. If you fall, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"What?"

Zhang ordinary did not react, in front of a flower, the two men actually like the arrow to flee out!

At this time, his strong reaction ability made him start in a hurry, take out the speed of the fight, eject out, follow the other side, the speed is so fast that ordinary people can only see a shadow, he quickly chased, the surrounding cells flash away, can't see whether there is anyone inside.

But he has a feeling that there is no stranger in these cells. This is the real Qincheng prison.

But where are they going next?

At their speed, it took them three minutes to reach the end. Roughly speaking, the corridor is about two kilometers long.

But from the outside, the whole Qincheng prison does not have such a large scope, so there is only one explanation for this possibility,

This corridor... Leads to the underground!

When the two stopped, Zhang Pingfan also followed, turned to see, before the door has not been seen.

One of the men said faintly, "you are lucky."

Then Zhang Pingfan was so dazed that he was taken to a stone gate. There was a stone tablet above the stone gate, on which he did not know who had carved a few big characters with a knife.

"Kyoto 18"

"Welcome to the 18th of Kyoto. No matter what your name was or who you were before, you only have a code name here, GUI 952. Remember this, and maybe you will forget your name in the future."

Those two poker faces rarely show a smile, but there are ups and downs on the rigid face, which seems to seep more than no smile.

Zhang ordinary just want to ask some information, they were one of them to hold an arm, toward the stone gate hard throw in the past.

At this time, they also exposed their real strength. These two strange people who lead the way... Turned out to be class a!

Bang!

Zhang ordinary fell heavily on the ground, without the collision of imagination, he went straight through the stone gate into a dark space.

The cold ground gave him some real feedback, and he stood up and yelled, "is there anyone! Hello

"Welcome to Kyoto 18, gui952."

In a flash, the lights were bright. Zhang Fanfan subconsciously closed his eyes. When he gradually got used to the sight, he saw that what he was in was not a grotto or a dungeon, but a room. Behind the huge strip case in front of him sat a handsome and thin man. Wearing glasses, he looked like an elite white-collar worker in the city. At this moment, Zhang Fanfan even had the feeling of crossing.

Did you cross to which office building?

incorrect! He's talking about the 18th of Kyoto. This is still Qincheng prison!

"Who are you and what's Kyoto 18?"

The man with glasses smiles a little. He is really like a professional white-collar worker. He feels like a spring breeze.

"Don't worry, we have plenty of time."

"I can answer your first question first. I'm the gatekeeper on the 18th of Kyoto, and I'm also your guide. You can call me... Judge."

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