Abyss of ignorance

Liu Ruohui's unintentional words reminded Lin Xiaodong that indeed, in Linzhou, people of Xu Binyong's level were all detained in the second cell, but he was the only one who was assigned to the Linzhou Detention Center.

This point made Lin Xiaodong shudder, because Xu Binyong's escort order was issued by the province due to the particularity of Xu Binyong's identity and the circumstances of the case.

On the other hand, if he was sent to the Linzhou Detention Center intentionally, it further confirmed all the problems of the detention center.

Lin Xiaodong's footsteps could be clearly heard in the corridor of the detention center. Although it could be seen that the cleaning work had been done hard and the concrete floor had been wet for a long time, the unpleasant smell was still lingering. The urinals were in each cell, and this detention center mainly detains social personnel. It is difficult to guarantee what these people did in the cells.

Lin Xiaodong walked from the dining hall to the separate cell where Xu Binyong was imprisoned. It was unimaginable that Xu Binyong, who showed himself to be a decent person at this moment, finally walked such a distance.

This independent cell is in a place away from other concentrated detention cells.

Fangsuo accompanied him, as if he had accompanied Xu Binyong on inspections, and repeated the set of explanations introducing the detention center to Lin Xiaodong: "Team Lin, you can see that the facilities in our detention center are very old. In fact, there is a reason. Linzhou Detention Center is a historical building. It was built in 1922. It is the first modern detention center in Linzhou. It has been more than 100 years ago. In fact, it is still incomparable with the second new detention center..."

"More than 100 years?" Lin Xiaodong was surprised to hear that. Although he had a lot of dealings with the Linzhou Detention Center due to his work, this was the first time he had heard about the background of this place. But at this moment, he certainly didn't have the heart to learn about the past and present of the detention center. For him, he had to figure out how Xu Binyong died.

He continued to walk two steps forward, bypassing the puddles of water on the ground, and arrived at the now empty separate cell.

"This cell, before the second cell was built, was dedicated to detaining important suspects. Some of them were written into history books, such as the famous Lu Guangzhong." The director of the room obviously didn't see that Lin Xiaodong was absent-minded about the past of the detention center, and tirelessly introduced it.

"Lu Guangzhong?" Of course Lin Xiaodong had heard the name before, and asked casually, "The warlord?"

"Yes, this detention center was originally built by Lu Guangzhong, but because he opposed the national revolution, he was detained here for a period of time after the defeat. It is equivalent to him being locked up in the detention center he built. It is really ironic." Although the head of the house has not been here for a long time, he seems to be quite interested in talking about the history of the detention center.

Lin Xiaodong casually listened to the chatter of the head of the house, and carefully checked the two doors that Liu Ruohui mentioned. Although he had already checked it several times, after listening to what Liu Ruohui said, he decided to check it again.

Because no matter what, there was no second exit in the entire cell, allowing the murderer to enter and attack Xu Binyong.

However, the two doors were operating normally, and he closed them several times, but he couldn't find a way to enter without a key. In this way, the suspicion fell on Liu Ruohui again.

"During the time Xu Binyong died, besides Liu Ruohui who had the key, could anyone else have entered?" Lin Xiaodong said while carefully checking the inside and outside of the cell.

"Then it's just me, because I'm keeping the spare key." The director of the house said, and changed the topic, "But at that time, I was participating in a video conference for the whole province. People at the same venue can testify that I'm not in the detention center."

Lin Xiaodong stepped into the cell, and the light was not turned on at this time, and it was already dark.

He looked at the small window, and the bleak moonlight came in, just like the scene in the painting.

That perspective... he couldn't get it off.

He wandered around in this small room for a while, walked to the bed, faced the wall, sat down on the floor, and looked ahead. This was roughly the scene he wanted to depict in the painting.

But there are still some places that are different.

He just looked at the place in front of him, always feeling that something was wrong.

Suddenly, he remembered, and asked the head of the house who was standing aside, looking at him with strange behavior, puzzled: "So there is a piece of wall peeling off on this wall?" That's right, in that painting, there was a hand-sized area under the small window. The wall peeled off, revealing a reddish-brown wall.

The director of the room was very puzzled: "No, anyway, I haven't heard of any problems with this wall since I came here. Team Lin, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Are you sure?" Lin Xiaodong didn't believe that the painter, who was almost paranoid in restoring the details, would make mistakes in such unnecessary places.

But to this question, the director of the house answered firmly: "If the wall is broken and needs to be repaired, I have to sign it, and I will definitely know."

Lin Xiaodong stood up, looked at the place, moved closer and touched it, and it really didn't look like it had been mended. He murmured: "It's strange, the red bricks are clearly exposed in this place..."

Hearing what Lin Xiaodong said, the head of the house immediately spoke up: "Captain Lin, did you just say it was a red brick?"

"Yes, reddish-brown bricks." Lin Xiaodong said, and he couldn't say that he saw it from the painting, after all, he couldn't believe anyone now, but he seemed to know something about the director's reaction, and then asked, "Have you seen this kind of bricks here?"

"Oh, it's like this. When this detention center was first built, the walls were made of red bricks. The white ones we see now are all painted later. I said, Team Lin, how did you know that you knew about the history of our detention center before? It seems that my class has played tricks." The head of the house flattered.

Lin Xiaodong didn't use it at all. Of course he didn't know these things, but obviously the painter knew.

This is even more confusing. This person deliberately drew a hole to tell him the color of the original wall of the detention center?

Lin Xiaodong didn't think so.

One thing is for sure, just like the previous painting of the Shen family villa in Nanpu, the painter is trying to remind him of something, those details that are not easy to be noticed.

Nanpu... When Lin Xiaodong thought of this word, it seemed that this long-lost word had just been mentioned by another person.