Recording under the Wall

About This Novel

I sat at my old desk, facing the wall. On the left is the window, which has not been cleaned for a long time and a few pieces of glass are still cracked. Looking up, there was a rotten spider web hanging in the yellow corner of the wall. The reason why I am sitting here is because the day before yesterday, the leader was taken away by people from the superior disciplinary committee. As his secretary, I was asked to assist with the investigation. This is a three-story red brick building in the corner of the compound. I have been working in this yard for almost ten years, but I didn't even notice it, and I never expected that one day I would sit in a room in this old low-rise building. The sunshine in the winter afternoon was very pale and white. One after another, soldiers passed through the gate with sentries and walked into the Soviet-style main office building. From a distance, they are just a series of black dots as big as the tip of a little finger. I understand that I will never be the same as them again. Two young soldiers in camouflage uniforms stood outside the old wooden door, looking inside every once in a while.

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