Chapter 632 Guilty Shackles (1)
Simply put, this new little story is a sudden inspiration for me.
Because it is biased towards crime topics, please read to me silently before watching:
Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, legal system, patriotism, dedication, integrity and friendliness.
I'm a good citizen, I'm a good citizen, I'm a good citizen.
My three views, world outlook, outlook on life, values—no problem, no problem, no problem.
PS: Please read silently three times.
In the remote jungle, the vines are intertwined on the densely packed trees, and the ancient vines hang down from them, almost blocking the gaps between the trees.
This is a huge uninhabited forest, full of poisonous insects, snakes and scorpions, and countless beasts.
Unknown insects are flying over the jungle all year round, making a buzzing sound, which is very annoying.
From time to time, a black-haired monkey climbed on the branch of the tree, picked the blue fruit, looked at the distance, and jumped down quickly.
There was a centipede nearly half a meter long on the ground, wriggling on the damp moss, and its two whiskers were black and long, like two small detectors.
The sun shines directly through the dense trees, and only a little sunlight falls.
Shining on the centipede's dark and shiny body, it reflected a penetrating light.
In this primeval forest, it seems that it has never suffered from man-made damage, and has always maintained the appearance of the original creatures.
No one came, therefore, no one saw—a psychiatric hospital has been secretly established here.
Deep in the jungle, there is a piece of bare ground.
There is a copper wall and iron wall built on it, and the luster of the steel is always particularly dazzling in the sun.
In the mental hospital, layers of tight checkpoints and heavy cast iron valves were built.
Every meter apart, there stood a strong special soldier with a gun, guarding with a blank face, not missing a fly.
It's very quiet here, so quiet that it doesn't look like someone lives here.
Birds fly by in the sky, as if even the sound of feathers being blown can be heard clearly.
Heavily guarded and solemn.
It's like the tomb of a sleeping demon, with layers of shackles on it, and it's impossible to get out of it.
When Yun Si was sent by the military vehicle, she used a special passage.
She was wearing glasses, a light T-shirt and jeans, and a backpack, and jumped out of the car neatly.
The person who brought her got out of the car and saluted the special forces guarding the door.
The special forces at the door returned the salute expressionlessly, stood at attention and took a rest.
Yun Si took off her glasses, took out a passport from her backpack, and handed it over.
Didn't say a word halfway, they were all silent, and started routine inspections.
First pass verification, then identity verification, and finally personal belongings inspection.
In this heavily guarded mental hospital, no sharp weapon is allowed, let alone any communication device.
Even a watch needs to be carefully checked one by one to see if there is a monitoring device inside.
Yun Si waited for him to finish the inspection before letting him go.
The first door opens quickly.
Inside, there is a long dark corridor.
Go to the end, there is another door.
The Soldier salutes her, and starts checking.
Verification checks are repeated, and no detail will be missed.
(end of this chapter)