"Yu Lan, I really can't help it. I came back a little late..." Zhou Sen returned home and apologized very apologetically to Bai Yulan.
"Hurry up and wash up." Bai Yulan lay on her side on the bed, with the gauze covering her big belly, without any displeasure.
Men sometimes socialize, but they can't help it. It's all for the sake of the family.
"Hey, let's go right now."
He took a hot shower, drank alcohol-relieving soup, and brushed his teeth. He was also afraid that the smell of alcohol would smell from his mouth and infect his wife and children.
Although the alcohol content of sake is not high, drinking too much can make you easily intoxicated.
"This Yu Lan will do it tomorrow night and the day after tomorrow..."
"Are you all socializing?"
"Well, I can't refuse. I have to go. However, I can promise not to drink so much. There's nothing I can do about it tonight."
"Okay, I don't blame you either."
"I'm talking to my son and daughter..." Zhou Sen leaned down and said.
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A cup of tea is brewed, the day's newspapers are spread out, and another day's work begins. This is what the review unit does, to monitor public opinion and propaganda, and if discovered, investigate and deal with it seriously.
Thought crime is a very important crime. Once found, imprisonment is light, but in serious cases, one's life may be lost.
If you encounter a Japanese, that little thing will really cost you your life.
Anna is out, and Zhou Sen can have some peace and quiet. As for the "military commander" scandal, it has been so long, can he find out if he can get started?
Slow work produces fine work.
Besides, it's not like he's out of work. He has an appointment with Kato from the Military Police tomorrow night, as well as the Security Bureau, and Kageyama has also made an appointment with him in the afternoon to talk.
A sip of tea, a newspaper, and soon the cup of tea was empty.
When the weather got hot, Zhou Sen turned on the fan, blew the fan, drank tea, and read the newspaper. This kind of work was really good.
The phone on the table suddenly rang.
"Hey, I am, what's going on?"
"Accidental death, okay, just wait, I'll be here right away." The call was from Anna, who took Cheng Yunfeng to the correctional hospital again.
Half an hour later, Zhou Sen and Wu En drove to the correctional home.
It's not the first time Zhou Sen has come to the Correctional Institution. The dean is an old acquaintance, and some young ideological prisoners and economic prisoners will also be sent here.
But generally the people who are sent here are fine for a short period of time, but there are very few who don't have mental problems after a long time.
What comes here is mainly all kinds of mental and inhuman torture, followed by physical torture, but for people, mental torture is more painful than physical torture.
It's full of filth and chaos.
"What's going on?" Zhou Sen asked directly when he saw Anna and Cheng Yunfeng.
"When we arrived, we were just about to talk to Wen Lin again, but when we picked him up, we found that Wen Lin was already dead."
"When a person dies, you don't know until you come to pick him up?" Zhou Sen said in surprise, "Aren't they all four in a room, and the other people in the room don't know?"
"Wen Lin is a little mentally disturbed. He was assigned a separate room. Someone brought him breakfast this morning and notified him to come out for activities, but he didn't respond. It's like this all the time anyway, so the discipline didn't pay attention." Anna explained. .
"Where's the body?"
"Still in the room, I didn't move."
"Come on, take me to take a look." Zhou Sen ordered, "Borrow a camera from the courtyard and take pictures of the scene first."
"OK."
It is common for people to die in correctional institutions, but this time it is during the investigation of Eucalyptus, so it is naturally different.
The dean naturally agreed to Zhou Sen's request.
Wen Lin lived in a single room with an iron frame bed, a straw mat on the bed, a dark mosquito net, the windows were welded with iron bars, and there was a vent.
A table and chairs indoors.
The conditions in correctional homes are only slightly better than prisons. Prisons are dark, damp and do not see the light of day. In correctional homes, at least you can see the sun and have space to move. Unless you are disobedient, there are usually no shackles.
Of course, correctional institutions do not support idlers. They have to work every day. Only by completing the prescribed work can they receive a day's rations.
But people with mental illness like Wen Lin don't have to work, because he can't do the work and will affect others.
The reason why they are still being locked up and not being released is because the higher-ups didn’t say anything.
In the summer, even if you can take a shower every day, the smell is quite unpleasant, especially for a person like Zhou Sen who loves cleanliness and has a very sensitive nose. As soon as he enters the door, he almost smells it.
Anna handed over a mask.
Zhou Sen reached out to take it and put it on. Although the effect was not very good, it was much better than before.
A skinny young man was lying on the straw mat, his eyes were closed tightly, his lips were blue and white, and his skin was a sickly blue color.
This is a young man of 18 or 19 years old, but he looks like an old man in his forties or fifties. It is hard to imagine what kind of torture he suffered here.
The room is quite clean. It should be cleaned every day. The guard would not be so careless. It was Wen Lin himself.
Although the clothes he wore were shabby, they were not slovenly, which showed that he was not completely insane.
It was almost noon now, and although it was not yet the hottest time of the day, it didn't feel too stuffy.
Taking the gloves from Anna's hand, Zhou Sen came to the bed, leaned down, and carefully inspected Wen Lin's body. No obvious injuries were found on the surface, and there were no strangulation marks on the neck. The mouth was closed. After opening it, No abnormalities were found.
After opening the body again, nothing was found.
Comparing the rigor mortis on the corpse, Zhou Sen roughly concluded that Wen Lin's death time was only about seven or eight hours.
In other words, the man was already dead when the guards brought him breakfast in the morning, but no abnormality was found.
Although the weather in Bingcheng is hot in summer, heat stroke is indeed very rare. Only people who are exposed to the sun and work are more likely to suffer from heat stroke.
But death from heat stroke is relatively rare, and Wen Lin doesn't work. If he feels uncomfortable, he should react immediately.
"Was Wen Lin in the room all the time yesterday?"
"That's not true. Although he is not mentally healthy, he won't attack others. He is just nagging. Sometimes he will be silly at people. When everyone makes fun of him, he doesn't get angry. He is just stupid." Wen Lin's discipline explained.
"What about life?"
"I will eat when I'm hungry, but I usually leave food everywhere. Sometimes I pee my pants, but the feces don't seem to have passed through my crotch."
"I think his clothes are quite clean. Did he wash them himself?"
"No, he doesn't know how to wash clothes. Hong Lianghui, who came in with him, did it for him," the guard said.
"Have you met Hong Lianghui yesterday?"
"I've seen them before. They see each other every day. I even saw them sitting together during dinner in the evening."
"Although the body has no obvious injuries or signs of poisoning, it is better to send it to the forensic doctor for autopsy first to make sure it is firm. The possibility of homicide cannot be ruled out." Zhou Sen ordered.
"It's impossible to commit suicide. We lock the door at night. If Wen Lin dies in the middle of the night, no one can come out. If it's convenient, there is a toilet in the room, so there is no need to go out." The guard said. said.
Zhou Sen noticed that the room where Wen Lin lived did have a place for a toilet, and there was a clear circle on the ground, which was very eye-catching.
"The investigation is rigorous. We need to rule out the possibility of homicide, so that the case will be clear." Zhou Sen explained.
The guard nodded. If someone dies, even if it is suicide, if it involves important circumstances, he will not be able to escape his involvement.
"After the body is removed, please don't arrange anyone in this room for the time being. Put a seal on it first." Zhou Sen ordered again.
"Okay, Officer Zhou."
The Correctional Institution is also a subsidiary of the Bingcheng Secret Service. If Zhou Sen wants to recruit people from here, he also needs a note from No. 3 Yiyuan Road.
Of course, it is also acceptable to provide a nomination slip issued by the original officer in charge.
"I want to meet this Hong Lianghui."
"That's no problem. I'll call someone over right now." The dean immediately agreed and prepared to call someone.
"No, just send someone to lead us there." Zhou Sen said.
"also."
The detainees in the Correctional Institution worked in a brick factory in the eastern suburbs, and the fired bricks were supplied to build watchtowers and walls.
This is an unskilled job that everyone can do, and it consumes a lot of energy so that you don't have the energy to cause trouble.
It was naturally very hot in the brick factory, especially when making brick embryos. Although there was a shed to provide shade, everyone was wearing only a coat and sweating profusely under the bright sun.
The coarse salt water mixed with boiled water is placed on the table for you to drink.
Conditions are really poor.
"Hong Lianghui!"
"arrive!"
A young man who had his head down while mixing mud raised his head and quickly agreed. It is a rule of the correctional institution that if you don't answer immediately when called, and the supervisor sees it, the whip will come.
"Come here, someone is looking for you."
"Yes." Hong Lianghui put down the shovel in his hand and ran over in three steps at a time.
"Report to the supervisor, I'm coming."
"Officer Zhou, this is Hong Lianghui. If you have anything to ask, just say it here." The supervisor was Japanese, but he was very polite to Zhou Sen.
"Thank you."
"Hong Lianghui, haven't you been complaining about me? I'm here to review." Zhou Sen came up and used his words, "Sit down, sit down and talk."
"Really?" Upon hearing this, Hong Lianghui's eyes immediately lit up.
"You're not saying that you joined the Iron Blood Club because you couldn't disgrace your classmates. In fact, you didn't participate in many of their activities. You even thought that they were disrupting public order and peace, right?"
"Yes, yes, Officer Zhou, you are absolutely right. Although I joined the Iron Blood Society, I have always been opposed to what they did. In fact, our current peace is hard-won and we should cherish and be grateful. But they don't stop, You have to encourage your classmates to spread the word about Japanese aggression, slavery and exploitation of us. In fact, it is the same in every dynasty and every generation. People have to pay food and taxes no matter who comes. What difference does it make? Is it possible that if there is a republic or democracy, there is no need to pay taxes? Taxes and rent are paid..."
As expected of a college student from the University of Ice and Technology, his words are logical and well-organized, much stronger than those illiterate elders.
In fact, those who can be imprisoned in correctional institutions are those who have studied and are educated, while those who are uneducated are directly sentenced to prison.
"It seems that you have learned a lot and understood a lot here, not bad." Zhou Sen nodded in approval, but in his heart he wanted to scold this guy. He has no integrity at all. He is really learning in vain. knowledge.
Of course, this may be just a pretense, deliberately told to myself.
"Actually, this time we are focusing on two people, one is you and the other is Wen Lin. We have already met Wen Lin. He has some mental problems. We plan to take him out for treatment first. As for you, we I also plan to move a place for you first, how do you do?" Zhou Sen turned over and observed Hong Lianghui's reaction with the corner of his eyes.
Hong Lianghui showed a look of surprise at first, then a look of joy, and said hurriedly: "I am willing, as long as I can leave this place..."
Qingzhi spilled the beans and said what was in her heart. An awkward expression flashed across Hong Lianghui's face, and he didn't know where to put his hands.
"Okay, just prepare yourself and come directly with us." Zhou Sen had no intention of letting Hong Langhui go back and took him directly from the brick factory.
"I still have some belongings..."
"Well, you can ask someone to clean up, and come with us." Zhou Sen nodded. He could take the person away directly, but doing so would definitely make the other party suspicious, especially since he might be the last one to contact Wen Lin. person, then if Wen Lin's death was a homicide, it may have something to do with him. However, the news of Wen Lin's death has not reached the brick factory now, because he is afraid that the news is not blocked in the correctional hospital, and if he hears it, it will cause trouble. .
And when he returns to the correctional facility, he may not be able to take the person away.
However, he did not hesitate and agreed to let Hong Lianghui go back to the correctional home to pack his personal belongings before taking him away.
"Section Chief Akiyama, I want to pick up someone from the Correctional Institution. His name is Hong Lianghui. Yes, please give the Correctional Institution a call. I will take him away now." Zhou Sen directly hung up the phone with Akiyama Nosuke at the brick factory. .
The Correctional Institution probably wouldn't listen to what he said, but Akiyama's assistance phone number should work. He could actually call Kageyama, but this call was sent to him by Akiyama. If he needed help, he would naturally call Akiyama first.
He could never owe Kageyama any more favors.
Fortunately, Akiyama Nosuke did not refuse and immediately agreed to call the Correctional Institution.
Zhou Sen brought Hong Lianghui back without letting him come into contact with anyone in the correctional home. Then, after he had packed his things and completed the formalities, he took him out directly.
"Anna, take me to Bei Ye's place to settle down first." Zhou Sen ordered Anna.
"Do I need to check it first?" Anna asked.
"He doesn't know Wen Lin is dead yet. Pay attention when you ask questions, and pay special attention to his reaction when Wen Lin is mentioned." Zhou Sen explained.
"Well, I understand, what about you?"
"I made an appointment with Mr. Kageyama to discuss something, but I can't break the appointment," Zhou Sen said.
"That's what you should go for."
