At 7 o'clock in the evening, there was a heavy rain and the temperature dropped sharply.

Instructor Liang carried a dining plate and slowly walked through the long corridor of the confinement building.

In the past, when I passed through this section of the road, I often heard the sound of iron gates colliding, or a hand suddenly poked out from the iron fence and cried, "Let me out". If placed in a horror movie, it would be a pretty terrifying scene.

But he never felt scared, on the contrary, he enjoyed the moment.

A person's feelings about the environment often depend on his or her own position. For students who are locked up here, unknown, fear and loneliness are important factors that kill their sense of security.

And for people like Instructor Liang - they are the initiators of all this.

Even if the monkey who is locked in a cage and lets him control the power of life and death, it will not make people feel scared even if he is clamoring.

He ignored the cry he heard along the way and walked straight to the boring relief room at the deepest part of the corridor.

The colleague who was guarding the bored relief room had just woken up and was brewing instant coffee on the table. When he saw Instructor Liang, he smiled and looked up.

"You are here. I'm almost cold when I stay in this ghost place."

"Isn't it just three days, you can eat, drink and get money. You don't like to do such idle errands."

"The main reason is that I can't make a lot of money. It's hard to support my family if I have about 2,000 yuan a month. It's not like you. If you eat one person and your whole family won't be hungry."

"This errand is much more beautiful than being a security guard. If you don't do it, you're rushing to do it."

"What's so beautiful? As a security guard can have a pavilion with air conditioning in warm winter and cool summer, there are no entertainment activities..."

"That's because you've been here for a short time and it's too tender. Let's go back and teach you something fun."

"What's fun?"

"Not to talk about this for now." Instructor Liang changed the subject casually and whined to the other end of the iron fence:

"How is that guy?"

"What else can it do?" The instructor smashed his mouth: "Eat, sleep, sleep, eat, live a more comfortable life than a pig?"

"Oh? There's something like this?"

"What does it mean? Is this kind of thing uncommon?"

"Uncommon." Instructor Liang said, pausing and frowned:

"In my experience, the third day is the most desperate time for these things. If you don't destroy something, think of some ways to make trouble, commit suicide, and mess around - that's not normal."

"You have never seen the stinky butt face he had when he first came. It looked like a wooden stake. Maybe he is just more durable."

Instructor Liang stopped talking.

He pushed his glasses on his nose, walked slowly to the fence door, turned on the flashlight of his phone, and shone it in the corner.

The student, who made him feel quite upset, stuffed himself into the sticky and smelly quilt.

Maybe it was too cold, and he seemed to be curling up and arching the quilt a lot, but he couldn't see the quilt rising and falling.

There were still food left at noon at the door of the fence, and it didn't move.

"He has been taking a nap since now?"

"I don't know. Regardless of whether he is, I've been taking a nap since now."

"How come you know how to sleep? Damn..."

Instructor Liang cursed and felt something was wrong in his heart. He pulled out the ruler on his waist and smashed it hard on the iron fence.

"Get up! Get up!"

The ring ruler made of carbon fiber was buzzing, and Instructor Liang's palms were numb, and the man in the quilt was still motionless.

“Things are not right.”

Instructor Liang felt cold sweat from his forehead, and he used a flashlight to illuminate the surroundings of the boredom room, and there was no clue at all. He turned around and asked:

"When was the last time he spoke?"

"I haven't said anything." The instructor muttered: "In the past, I saw those students in lockdown, but they liked to yell, but since I got in, this guy has never said a word, like a mute."

"So has he done anything?"

"It's nothing? He just ate, slept and ate in the past two days... It's rare to poop. He has never made any trouble."

“This is too strange.”

Instructor Liang said:

"Is he pretending to be sick?"

"Didn't the mountain chief say that? The students who are locked in the boring room will definitely find a way to go out, and it's not surprising that they pretend to be sick."

"It's not right, it's still wrong." Instructor Liang murmured:

"That wouldn't be silent."

As he said that, Instructor Liang made up his mind and held the ruler tightly in one hand:

"Old Wang, give me the keys and let's go in and take a look."

"Is this really good?"

"Just confirm that he is not dead. Now he has not signed it yet. If he dies, our academy will take responsibility."

"It's okay." Instructor Wang muttered while fumbled on the table to the key to the boring room:

"Anyway, he's hungry for so many days and we're two more people, so he can't do anything big."

The key was inserted into the keyhole, and the two of them opened the iron fence and walked carefully into the boring room. After walking two steps, Instructor Liang stepped on some sticky things under his feet, and a foul stench came.

"Damn, why are there shit here?"

"I don't know..." Instructor Wang was stunned for a moment, looked at the newly bought shoes on his feet, not wanting to get dirty, and hesitated whether to follow him in.

Instructor Liang didn't know what was in his heart, so he walked straight to the quilt, picked up a corner with his hand, and the ruler on his right hand was in place at any time, and he pulled it with his left hand.

His eyes widened.

The quilt is not covering people.

It was the dung bucket that fell horizontally on the blanket.

The moment he realized this, a strong sense of crisis came. He shouted "Guard the door" and suddenly turned his head and looked at the corner where the dungry bucket was originally placed in the boring room.

In the dark light, a afterimage came.

Instructor Liang instinctively raised his hand to block it. With a sound of bumping, the not-so-heavy thing spread out on his arm, and countless liquid burst out. Instructor Liang could not turn his head and was covered in his face.

The smell of feces that was so strong that it was suffocating from the mouth and nose, and the pain in the eyes was burning.

He instantly realized that it was a plastic bowl that he specially placed in the boring room with moldy food to attract mosquitoes to create fear for students. The bowl was filled with feces.

Instructor Liang shouted angrily. In this already dark environment, his vision was damaged and his eyes could not be seen. He could only feel a huge force coming from his body, and his whole body was thrown to the ground, his glasses fell to the side, and even the ruler flew out of his hand.

Instructor Wang was startled by the scene in front of him and rushed forward to ask for help. However, the student's movements were astonishingly fast, and he directly picked up the empty dung bucket on the ground and threw it at Instructor Wang.

Instructor Wang subconsciously screamed and dodged sideways. Taking advantage of this brief moment, Shi Zuocai had already touched the ruler on the ground, and rushed to Instructor Liang, who was still struggling on the ground. He cleanly clamped his upper body with a scissor leg, wrapped one end of the ruler on his arm and elbows, grabbed the other end and stuck it on Instructor Liang's neck and suddenly exerted force.

Instructor Liang let out a heart-wrenching scream. Instructor Wang was as anxious as an ant caught fire, and rushed forward with a swearing:

"Fuck you! Let him go!"

"Get back!" Shi Zuo Cai shouted suddenly with a momentum that was no less than his. He exerted force again, and the edge of the sharp ruler wedged into Instructor Liang's neck halfway, Instructor Liang let out a painful wail again.

Instructor Wang pulled out the ruler on his waist and was almost out of control:

"Fuck you! I told you to let him go! Let him go!!!"

"You try one step forward!"

Shi Zuocai exerted force again, and the ruler deeply touched Instructor Liang's neck. Instructor Liang lost his mind in pain, and shouted with all his life's strength:

"I'll kill your whole family!!!"

"Then come!" Shi Zuo shouted quickly and calmly.

"ah!!!"

"Let him go! Do you know what you are doing? Let him go!!"

"You are the one who doesn't understand the situation now, do you know? The ruler is stuck in his artery now, and if you try harder, you will tie the airway tube. You think you can rush up to save him, kidding! As long as you step forward, I can tie his neck in three seconds."

Instructor Liang shouted angrily, kicking his legs and his fingernails tightly, and his flesh on Zuocai's skin had been snatched, but he seemed to have no pain and was unmoved:

"I'll fuck your mother!!! Let me go!!!"

Instructor Wang didn't dare to move anymore, his face bulged with blue veins and shouted:

"You can't run away...you can't run away! Don't think that you can run away if you catch him! There are so many instructors in this school. The wall here is three meters high and even birds cannot fly out. Don't fucking think that you want to escape. If you kill him, you will only die even more miserable. You will definitely not dare to kill him!"

"Then try it!"

"I'll kill your whole family!"

"Then come!!"

"Let him go!! You dare not kill him! Killing people is illegal! You will die too!"
To be continued...