The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

The surveillance camera slowly turned, and its eyes slowly focused on the nearest puppet.

The twisted doll's limbs were broken off, and at the fractures that looked like twists, the white bones pierced the flesh and were exposed from the torn clothes. With a ticking sound, red paint slowly flowed on the ground. .

The doll was held high by a thick arm and faced the camera, just like the eldest child in the family showing off his new toy to the parents on the other side of the camera.

The expression on the face of the doll is extremely lifelike, and it is vividly frightened. Especially when it is pulled, it will emit a sharp scream similar to a "screaming chicken".

The sound passes through the air, echoing throughout the room, and then becomes contagious, causing more "screaming chickens" to respond.

But the older children, who were wearing uniforms and getting their clothes wet and dirty, seemed to love the sound effects of "Screaming Chicken".

Every time the screams started, their laughter became louder and louder. Through the monitor, parents looking at the screen could feel the hearty relief released by the unbridled laughter of the older children.

But the pressure doesn't just disappear, it just shifts from one side to the other.

Different from the laughter under the surveillance, there was deathly silence on the other side of the screen, as if even the air was frozen, and the temperature in the room was so low that one's face was frozen blue.

Qian Huan's eyes were fixed on the monitor, while the prison guard next to him carefully adjusted the focus and accurately aimed the picture at the puppet's neck.

When the camera zooms in, you can see a rope hanging from the neck of the doll, and a blood-stained breastplate strung on the rope. The factory number and name of the doll are clearly written on the breastplate.

Number: 9q20073

Name: Wang Fei

The manufacturer's design is really good, and they even gave each doll a name, but the strange thing is that the parents who buy the dolls seem to be very dissatisfied with this realism.

Strange, what went wrong?

Oh, it turns out they are not dolls, they are...

Qian Huan turned his head suddenly, staring at Zhao Xing with his eyes like knives, his voice was low and cold:

"Didn't you promise me that there would never be any mistakes in the death row? How did you promise me at that time? Didn't you say that the prisoners on death row were like dolls, tightly bound and unable to move at all? ”

Zhao Xing's face was as pale as paper. He did not dare to look directly into the prison warden's eyes that seemed to be murderous. He just lowered his head and said in a heavy voice:

"Yes, Warden, it is indeed extremely difficult for them to move even a little bit on weekdays."

Zhao Xing paused and continued to explain:

"Warden, you must believe me. Our death row area has the strictest control over death row inmates in the entire prison."

"I know very well that these death row inmates have all committed serious crimes outside and are very dangerous."

"So, from the first day they were put into the prison area under my management, these prisoners on death row were half-sunk into the water cell, and their hands and feet were tied up with electrified iron chains. On weekdays, they could not even talk about moving, but just pulling. I have to stand in the pool to pee and poop.”

"Even when they were eating, I was not allowed to untie them. I asked the prison guards to carry buckets to feed them one by one. The food used to be mixed with narcotics, and they basically slept in a pool of their own feces and urine every day. Even worse."

"Later, with the nutritious meals prepared by Shengguang Pharmaceutical for our second prison, the prisoners in the death row had more time to wake up, but they were still chained, but they were just the puppets who had passed out. Turned into a half-dead doll..."

Qian Huan knew that Zhao Xing was telling the truth. He had visited the death row area before, and the air there was indeed filled with the strong smell of air freshener all year round.

Even when Zhao Xing lowered his head to speak, he could smell the unusually fresh breath coming out of the other person's mouth, and that distinctive fresh smell had penetrated into his lungs.

Several people in other prison districts also proposed many times that they hope to set aside a separate VIP area in the cafeteria for the guards in the death penalty area to dine. The entire second prison unanimously believed that the guards in the death penalty district deserved this special treatment.

The VIP restaurant is still working on the design drawings, but looking at the miserable situation, it may be possible to save this expense.

Qian Huan interrupted Zhao Xing's explanation coldly and asked harshly:

"Don't tell me these useless nonsense. I just want to know what's going on now. Why are the prison guards under you now the toys of those puppets you mentioned?"

Zhao Xing was speechless. His head dropped lower, almost buried in his chest. His voice trembled and he stammered:

“The management of the Death Ward has always been stable and there has never been any mistakes.

The only difference is that the [final elimination system] has been implemented in the past two weeks. The number of death row inmates has drowned several times more than before, and the pool is clearer than before..."

Qian Huan's forehead was overflowing with black lines. He stood up suddenly, approached Zhao Xing, grabbed the latter's collar, and asked angrily:

"So, you are blaming me now, thinking that I am responsible for this riot in the death row?"

Zhao Xing quickly stopped talking. He slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes met Qian Huan's unblinkingly, and he said with a sad and angry smile:

"I dare not, so many brothers have lost their lives. All of this is due to my dereliction of duty as the warden. I no longer have the face to continue to serve as the warden. Please ask the warden to remove me from my position immediately."

Zhao Xing did not give Qian Huan any chance to respond, he raised his arm and resolutely tore off the badge on his chest, which was the symbol of the warden.

His action was angry and powerful, and he threw the badge hard on the hard ground, making a crisp sound.

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Qian Huan's face stagnated slightly, and the anger in his heart seemed to be blocked by something in his throat, making it difficult to vent.

He had thought of removing Zhao Xing before, in fact, not only Zhao Xing, he also wanted to remove several wardens in the second prison and replace them with new people he promoted.

So, he came up with the [last elimination system], but not now, not at this moment, at this messy juncture in this way.

Zhao Xing seemed to have no time to care about so many things. He suddenly broke free from Qian Huan's grasp, fell to the ground, lost his image, and burst into tears:

"Warden, I, Zhao Xing, am incompetent. I have harmed them! I don't expect you to forgive me, warden. I only ask you to find a way to rescue my fellow prison guards who are still alive and have breath and are held hostage by the prisoners."

"I beg you, really, really, no one can die again ah ah ah ah——"

Zhao Xing's voice became higher and higher, and it became more and more like the voice of the "screaming chicken" in the surveillance. The last few words were almost screamed out with all his strength, and the voice was full of despair and helpless pleading.

It really moved those who saw it and made those who heard it cry.

So, all the prison guards subconsciously followed Zhao Xing's voice, just like being guided by a performer's baton, and they all looked at the warden Qian Huan.

Feng Mu was also in the situation, looking at the scene with the same sadness and hope, but his eyes were cold and grim.

He exhaled lightly, and helped Zhao Xing, who was kneeling on the ground and crying, to utter a term from the chessboard:

"Checkmate!"