Chapter 5 Russian Women's Prison

Qin Zhong's words made a sitting couple suddenly stunned, as if they understood what Qin Zhong meant.

"You mean there is something wrong with our children?" The man asked.

Qin Zhong did not nod and slowly talked to the couple: "Has the child been crying these days, and he can't stop crying?"

"Yes, it's true. It's heartbreaking to cry. It's really annoying. I don't know what's going on with this child. Is he evil?" The woman guessed casually.

The man's face immediately changed color: "It's nonsense. How can our baby be evil? It's really nonsense."

"Two, is the place where you live next to a long courtyard wall, which is now a logistics warehouse, right?" Qin Zhong continued to ask.

The man immediately nodded desperately: "Yes, how do you know? Have you been there?"

"I've not only been there, but also know what it is!" Qin Zhong's heart was cold. He knew that the place was once a prison. The prison was full of female prisoners. After the Russian invasion of Northeast China, a temporary prison was established to maintain their colonial rule to detain the Chinese people who were constantly disciplined, and those innocently arrested to help. Those who built the railway.

He wanted to tell these things to the two parents in front of him, but looking at the child's appearance, his babbling eyes kept staring at Qin Zhong, but the child's mouth kept muttering something.

Qin Zhong felt very passive. He wanted to know what he was saying from the child's mouth, but he couldn't do it. After all, what the child said was not Chinese, but a strange language, and he couldn't know what the milky smell of the speech meant.

"Your child is evil. He has been talking, but he doesn't know what she is talking about. I have to find someone who can understand this. I don't understand." Qin Zhong said, because he knows English very well, and the children absolutely do not speak English, so there are still several languages in the world mountain, which makes Qin Zhong unable to understand English thinking.

The first is the Germanic language family, German, Russian and so on, which cannot rule out the possibility of local languages.

Secondly, it is the language of several East Asian countries, but Qin Zhong knows the language of those small countries very well and can be heard it. Therefore, after a period of judgment, Qin Zhong concluded that what the child said is not Russian or German. He desperately needs to find an interpreter to help translate it. .

"Well, you two don't want me to stay here tonight. I'm in charge of your child's affairs. Don't worry, I will definitely help you to the end. Tomorrow, I'll wait at home. I'll find someone who is proficient in that language to figure out what the child is talking about. Damn, I really have a feeling of magic sound after listening to it for a long time. Qin Zhong said that he suddenly felt that the couple were poor, but their expression seemed to be a little surprised by normal people, straightforward and somewhat stupid, and somewhat abnormal.

As soon as the man and woman heard this, they immediately nodded and agreed, hugged the child, and left in a hurry. At this moment, Qin Zhong opened the stereo just installed in the room, and there were some religious music in it. The whole room seemed to be shrouded in a fairyland. The clean and comfortable environment made him feel very comfortable.

The second day, Qin Zhong found Guo Dafu and temporarily pulled out a full-time translator from Guo Dafu's company. The three drove straight to the place the couple said.

Because there are not many homes there, most of the floating people who come here to survive live here. Due to the bad aura here, many people who know the situation will choose to leave immediately, but those who have difficulties in life cannot leave here quickly cannot be ruled out.

Qin Zhong's car stopped at the door of the dead logistics warehouse. An old man was packing up his clothes, locking the big iron door outside, standing outside the iron gate for a long time, and then shaking his head and leaving.

Looking around, this warehouse is empty, and there is no more full goods in Qin Zhong's impression.

He stopped the old man's way and asked softly, "Is the old man off work?"

"Well, I'm off work. This is the last time I get off work. It seems that I really need to retire." The old man said.

Qin Zhong asked, "Have you been laid off?"

"Haha, it can be said that you are really laid off. What do you do?" The old man suddenly recovered and asked.

Qin Zhong casually said, "Is there a young couple with a Shandong accent living near here?"

"Oh, yes, look at the broken tile houses in the front. In the last room, the innermost house is theirs. It's strange that there are some Henan people here. I don't know why they also come here to live here."

"So this big warehouse is so empty?"

"Haha, if it's empty, it will be empty in the future. The boss here has been arrested. Who knows what has happened? I have looked at the warehouse here for three years. No matter how bad it is, I always have a little affection." The old man shook his head and sighed, "Oh, let's not talk about it. You go and look for it. I have to leave. If I stay any longer, I can't bear to leave."

"Oh, take your time." Qin Zhong looked very polite. When he turned around, he took Guo Dafu and the translator straight to the one mentioned by the old man. He was used to the tall buildings everywhere. The square here seemed particularly dilapidated. I don't know how many years the dark wooden door has been the janant of this house. The two handmade door paintings For example, only some outlines can be seen, but the two names above can be seen clearly.

Guo Dafu scratched his head: "My God, we still have such a place. If we had known, we would have developed it here."

"Let's talk about that later. Let's go first and see what's going on." Qin Zhong also knocked on the wooden door as he spoke.

Until this time, the dark wooden door was knocked by Qin Zhong, and there were bursts of children crying from time to time. Qin Zhong was familiar with this cry. He knew what the child was still talking about.

The translator who followed Qin Zhong moved slightly: "Mr. Qin, the child seems to be talking about dolls."

"Doll?" Qin Zhong's face suddenly sank: "Let's go first and listen carefully when you get close."

It was the woman who opened the door. As soon as she saw Qin Zhong coming, she was almost excited: "Man, sir, come here. It seems that it's really good to be free."

"Well, show us your child." Qin Zhong entered the room. When he saw the child again, the child's face showed a kind of indulgent smile. The blue and purple on his forehead did not disappear, but the smiling face actually cried, which was miserable and difficult to breathe normally.

"Ky, listen carefully and listen carefully. Don't drop a word for me." Guo Dafu told the translator.

The translator raised his spirit and symbolically approached the child's ear. After listening for a while, he whispered in Qin Zhong's ear and whispered, "Mr. Qin, this child always repeats this sentence. I have to go back to check the front, because the name involves a historical problem, and we are not sure. What he shouted was a doll, but what he shouted might be a toy. Give me some time.

"Well, you go back first and tell me on the phone later. I have to stay here for a while to see if the child has changed and see if there is anything different here." Qin Zhong said and immediately sent away the translator.

Guo Dafu said a lot when the translator was leaving. The translator didn't go back. He took a taxi to the nearest Internet cafe and checked it on the Internet.

Qin Zhong sat in this house where there was almost no sunshine, and there would be waves of depression in his heart from time to time. This depression really made him very unhappy, and the couple's mind seemed to have been quite affected, and it seemed that he began to have that kind of trance.