C127 (1/2)

Just as he walked closer to the building, Lin Jin smelt a pungent stench. This stench, which was both the smell of the pig pen and the stench of someone pissing in it, mixed with some other indescribable smells, caused Lin Jin, the man with determination, to unconsciously frown.

Following the broken door, he entered inside. Just as he entered the door, Lin Jin felt a moist air blowing at him, although the stench was not as strong as when he was outside, it made him feel an inexplicable chill, making him feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.

He looked through the door and saw a gloomy darkness. The doors and windows of the rooms seemed old and worn out. They didn't look like a prison at all.

He looked inside and saw that it was dark. At the end of the corridor opposite the door was a corner, leading to an unknown destination.

Knowing that his big uncle was trapped inside, Lin Jin did not have the mind to think about why he made this place into a prison.

On both sides of the corridor, there were some tightly shut wooden doors. They looked lifeless, and there were no signs of human habitation or work.

However, in order to understand what kind of place was this, Lin Jin stuck his head in through one of the doors.

In the dim light from outside, he could see some broken tables and chairs scattered about. On one of the tables was an old-fashioned hand-held telephone, and behind the piled tables and chairs was a large, yellowed newspaper with the words ”We will stand up for all decisions taken by the Chairman.”

It seemed that this room was used by the prison officials for their office in the past. However, they did not know why no one had come to clean it after so many years.

But none of this concerned him. There were no prisoners. He stopped looking at them and continued walking in.

When he turned the corner, Lin Jin discovered that there was a thick iron door with no cracks at all. On the door, there was a sign ”Prison Grave”, looking extremely solemn.

Furthermore, there was a huge steel lock on top of the metal door, so it was airtight.

He immediately knew that he had come to the right place.

However, compared to his willpower. No matter how thick and sturdy the iron door was, it was not much different from an ordinary brick wall. In a short moment, a large hole appeared on the iron door just like the other walls he had passed through before.

Lin Jin walked in, and discovered that behind the iron door, there was a passage leading to the underground, which was made up of many cold, concrete steps. It was about two meters high on both sides of the stairs.

There were also many small lamps that illuminated the empty underground passage. They emitted a faint yellow light, making the place look even more eerie.

Lin Jin couldn't help but be a little shocked. It seems like area no 3 is still an underground building. The construction was so covert that it must have been built to hold important prisoners.

He didn't know what kind of crime his uncle had committed, but he was still locked up here.

This passage was not very long. Lin Jin only walked around one or two floors until he reached the bottom.

What had appeared before him. It was still an iron gate.

However, it was different from the iron gate above. This iron gate was made up of dozens of steel bars. Behind this iron gate, there was a guard in his thirties who was idly reading a novel.

Behind him was an endless corridor.

At the same time, in the corridor behind him. There were a few barely audible sounds, as if someone was wailing.

Lin Jin was worried for his uncle's safety, hence he merely glanced at the guard's body before he hurriedly entered.

After walking about fifteen meters inside, the real prison appeared.

These cells were different from the ones he had seen before. At least the cells up there had a small window above the door so that people could see what was inside. However, there was only a small hole at the bottom of the cell that could be used to send food in.

Furthermore, the thickness of the metal was much thicker than the steel doors of the cells above.

Lin Jin was unable to see the scene inside through the small window on the door like he did in the cell above. Thus, he could only use his innate techniques to dig his way in one room at a time. But after looking through more than ten rooms in a row, he only saw that there was a layer of straw that seemed to be somewhat moist on the inside.

There was no one there.

He walked to cell number 20 and saw an old man who looked like he was over sixty years old.

The old man was sitting at the door in a shabby state with his head full of white hair. He was playing around with the few bits of light coming from the corridor. He looked dazed, obviously out of his mind.

Seeing him like this, Lin Jin became even more worried for his uncle, and did not dare to stay any longer.