War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 268 Prison and Madhouse
In the abandoned prison overgrown with wild grass, Gorman, who was still teaching Wei Ran a moment ago, asked without beginning or end, "Do you know where this is?"

"This abandoned prison?" Wei Ran shook his head, "How would I know."

"This prison was established at the end of 1982 with the support and suggestion of Comrade Androbov. From 1983 until the collapse of the Soviet Union, there were a total of 116 spies from other countries and 29 traitors who leaked important information. was sent here."

"The Androbov you mentioned is the one"

"it's him"

Gorman nodded with a smile, "Although this prison has not existed for a long time, every person sent here has confessed all his secrets on the premise of staying awake and physically healthy. At the same time, here He also provided anti-torture training to many KGB employees."

Speaking of this, Gorman himself couldn't help laughing, "Victor, you may have broken two records."

"What record?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.

"You are the only 'non-Soviet' who has the potential to leave this prison alive, and the only 'non-Soviet' who has received anti-torture training here."

"It's such an honor"

Wei Ran swallowed involuntarily, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Those who didn't leave alive, they..."

"The code name here in the Soviet era was Fishing Ground No. 33. In private, everyone used to call this place the Bell Tower."

Gorman explained with a smile, "But the fish in the lake in the distance is not even eaten by the staff of the fishing ground. Do you know why?"

"I don't want to know anymore." Wei Ran instantly understood the other party's hint.

Gorman smiled, stood up slowly, walked towards the gate with Wei Ran and said, "Okay, it's time for us to go back to Kirov, I have just finished teaching all the courses, the next time It's for practice."

"Where are we going to practice?" Wei Ran asked after chasing the other party.

"Follow me and you'll know"

Gorman did not explain, and after leading Wei Ran through the half-covered gate, he dug out an iron lock from the pile of weeds on the side of the gate and hung it on, and then went straight to the lake in the distance.

The two walked all the way along the lakeshore, and after walking for more than half an hour, they pulled out an excellently camouflaged fiberglass boat among the weeds on the lakeshore.

The two stepped into the boat first, and Gorman started the engine at the stern of the boat, and drove slowly to the other side of the lake, entering 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 belatedly.

"Of course" Gorman responded as a matter of course, and then drove the boat to a small pier on the river bank.

Following the other party to leave the pier, the two got into a slightly old car. Gorman drove the car along the road beside the river, and crossed the bridge across the river before the sun set. Once entered the city of Kirov, and eventually stopped at the gate of a mental hospital next to the bridge.

"We're here, come down."

Gorman opened the car door as he spoke, and then 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 the old guy even put on a mask.

This is not over yet. After Wei Ran came down, Gorman also threw him a white coat and a brand new mask, "Put it on. In the next few days, you will work with me as an intern."

"Working in a lunatic asylum?" Wei Ran asked while skillfully putting on a white coat.

“It's a great place”

Goleman said as he walked in, "Everyone has secrets, even a mentally ill person has his own secrets, if you can ask their secrets, then it won't be too difficult even 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 pay for it and go to jail."

"What did you say?"

Wei Ran didn't bother to argue and ask, after getting dressed, he followed the other party into this scary-looking mental hospital.

If you ignore the patients with weird behaviors, the towering courtyard walls and the barbed wire on the courtyard walls, this place is quite beautiful, even quite similar to the courtyard where Nicholas lived in seclusion in their village in Jima.

And after this thought arose, Wei Ran became more and more suspicious, and finally couldn't help asking, "Gorman, you?"

"Dean" Gorman corrected, "After entering the gate, please call me Dean Gorman."

"Okay, Dean Gorman." Wei Ran said helplessly again, "I have seen this hospital building in other places."

"Are you talking about the yard where Mr. Nicholas used to live?"

Gorman said with a smile, "This hospital was built with reference to the place where Mr. Nicholas lived. Even the people who worked there at that time also came to work here later, except for Mr. Nicholas."

"Okay." Wei Ran spread his hands, and followed Gorman honestly and continued to walk in.

Compared with Nikolai's yard at the beginning, this place is much more lively. Just the Russian aunt-shaped nurses, he met no less than three NO. It's better than a big-armed male nurse.

In addition, there are five or six ambulance-like vans in the parking lot on the side of the entrance.

Following Gorman into the office in the main building, after closing the door, Gorman threw Wei Ran a pencil and a stack of A4 papers, "Introduce me to the people you know just now, and the names of the patients they are in charge of, and Write down or draw physical features, and write down as many as you remember."

Seeing Wei Ran staring at him blankly, Gorman rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch, and said with a smile, "I'll give you half an hour, if there are less than ten correct items in the final submission, Tonight I will pick a few critically ill patients to sleep in the same room as you."

Before he finished speaking, Gorman opened the door again and said before going out, "This office is yours until you leave here. As for where you sleep every night, it depends on your performance that day. Good luck, lad."

"You just wish me crazy"

Wei Ran cursed secretly, and quickly thought about everyone he met when he entered the door, and wrote down their names, physical characteristics, and the patients in charge, etc., all the information he could remember on the paper.

(End of this chapter)