As the camera moved, the inside of the entire building came into view.
On the first floor, there was a cafeteria and an empty hall. The second floor had temporary cells. Iron bars divided the space into several cells. Some old bloodstains still remained here.
Ning Zhe didn't know much about it, but Old Xie told them a few things that had happened back then.
"...Two people who came here before me were partners. They robbed people on the road, killed someone, hid the body, and destroyed the evidence. No one knew about it at first. Later, the police caught them in the act of robbing someone. One of them wanted to earn credit and get his sentence reduced, so he brought up the old case and identified where they'd hidden the body. He also blamed everything on the other one. They accused each other, and both were sentenced, but the other one got a longer sentence and was sent to Lanxin Road Prison. The first one was sent to Minqing West Suburb Prison. Somehow, though, it seemed like he also earned credit and got his sentence reduced. He was transferred to West Suburb Prison. When they were out doing labor reform, they ran into each other. They started by fighting, and were brought here to be locked up. Then one of them grabbed a gun and shot the other dead," Old Xie said, his tone calm.
"So those two were the ones who messed up this place," Ning Zhe casually added.
Wu Ling opened the iron cell door and shone a flashlight around the dim interior, carefully examining the bloodstains on the floor.
The blood was right by the cell door.
One of them had probably been shoved inside when the other opened fire—or perhaps it happened the other