In an abandoned prison overgrown with grass, Gorman, who was teaching Weiran a moment ago, asked nonchalantly, "Do you know where this place is?"
"This place is Abandoned prison?" Wei Ran shook his head, "How would I know?"
"This prison was built at the end of 1982 with the support and suggestions of Comrade Androbov. From the beginning of the year until the collapse of the Soviet Union, a total of 116 spies from other countries and 29 traitors who leaked important information were sent here."
"The Androbov you are talking about is... ."
"That's him"
Gorman nodded with a smile, "Although this prison did not exist for a long time, everyone who was sent here, They all confessed all their secrets while maintaining their sobriety and physical health. At the same time, many KGB employees were provided with anti-torture training.”
When it comes to this, Gorman himself endured it. He couldn't help but laugh, "Victor, you may have broken two records."
"What record?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.
"You are the only 'non-Soviet' who is likely to leave this prison alive, and the only 'non-Soviet' who has received anti-torture training here."
"This is such an honor"
Wei Ran swallowed involuntarily and couldn't help but asked curiously, "Those who did not leave alive, they..."
"The code name here in the Soviet era was Fishing Ground No. 33. Privately, everyone used to call this place the Bell Tower."
Gorman explained with a smile, "But the fish in the lake in the distance , even the fishery staff won’t eat it, do you know why?”
“I don’t want to know anymore” Wei Ran understood the other party’s hint instantly.
Gorman smiled, stood up slowly, led Wei Ran towards the door and said, "Okay, it's time for us to return to Kirov. I've just finished teaching everything." The rest of the course is for practice."
"Where are we going to practice?" Wei Ran asked after the other party.
“You’ll find out if you follow me”
Gorman did not explain. After leading Wei Ran through the ajar door, he walked through the weeds on the side of the door. He took out an iron lock and hung it up, then walked straight to the lake in the distance.
The two walked along the lakeshore. After walking for more than half an hour, they pulled out a well-camouflaged fiberglass boat from a patch of weeds on the lakeshore.
The two of them got on the boat first, and Gorman started the engine at the rear of the boat, slowly drove to the other side of the lake, and entered a calm river.
After sailing along the river for more than an hour, the boat entered a wider and busier river.
"Is this the Vyatka River?" Wei Ran asked in hindsight.
"Of course" Gorman responded naturally.After saying a few words, he drove the boat to a small pier on the river bank.
Following the other party to leave the dock, the two got into a slightly older car. Gorman drove the car along the road beside the river, rushing to cross before the sun set. After crossing the bridge across the river, he entered Kirov City again, and finally stopped at the entrance of a mental hospital next to the bridge.
"We're here, let's get down."
Gorman said as he pushed open the car door, then actually took out a white coat from the trunk and put it on. , I don’t know if it was to cover the wound on his nose, but this old guy even wore a mask.
This is not over yet. After the epidemic came down, Gorman also gave him a white coat and a brand new mask, "Put it on. In the next few days, you will work as an intern." Work with me."
"Work in a lunatic asylum?" Wei Ran asked while putting on his white coat skillfully.
"This is a good place"
Gorman said as he walked inside, "Everyone has a secret, even a mentally ill patient has his own secret. If If you can ask them their secrets, it won't be difficult for a normal person. Of course, you are not allowed to use violence against these poor guys. I am the director of this private hospital. If you hurt them, I will do it. Pay money and go to jail."
"What do you mean..."
Wei Ran was too lazy to argue and ask. After getting dressed, he followed the other person into the mansion. A mental hospital that looks a little scary.
If you ignore the patients who behave strangely, as well as the tall courtyard walls and the barbed wire fences on the courtyard walls, this place is quite beautiful, even the same as the one where Nicholas lived in seclusion in Jima and his village. The yards are quite similar.
After this idea arose, Wei Ran became more and more suspicious, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Gorman, you..."
"Dean "Gorman corrected, "After entering the gate, please call me Dean Gorman."
"Okay, Dean Gorman," Wei Ran said again helplessly. I have seen this hospital building in other places."
"Are you talking about the courtyard where Mr. Nicholas lived before?"
Gorman said with a smile. , "This hospital was built with reference to the place where Mr. Nikolai lived. Even the people who worked there at that time also worked here, except Mr. Nikolai."
"Okay Let's go." Wei Ran spread his hands and followed Gorman obediently into the room.
Compared with Nikolai’s yard back then, this place was much more lively. Just for the caregivers who were the size of Russian aunts, he saw no less than thirty or forty people along the way, not to mention a few more. A slightly younger, but more muscular and rounder male nurse than the other.
In addition, there are five or six ambulance-like vehicles in the parking lot on the side of the entrance.van.
Following Gorman into the office in the main building, Gorman closed the door but directly threw a pencil and a stack of A4 paper to Wei Ran, "Besides the people I just introduced you to, and their Write down or draw as many of the names and physical characteristics of the patients in charge as you can remember." Seeing Wei Ran looking at him blankly, Gorman rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch. He said with a smile, "I'll give you half an hour. If the last thing handed in is not even ten correct, I will select a few seriously ill patients to sleep in the same room with you tonight."
Before he finished speaking, Gorman had opened the door again and said before walking out, "Before you leave here, this office is yours. As for where you sleep every night, it's up to you." I wish you good luck with your performance that day, young man."
"You might as well wish me crazy"
Wei Ran cursed secretly and quickly recalled what he encountered when he entered the door. Everyone wrote their name, physical characteristics, the patient in charge, and other information they still remembered on the paper.