Eligible Examination Room

Jiangcheng No. 3 Detention Center. The red paint on the iron door has almost peeled off, and the exposed rust has darkened in the moisture. The fluorescent lamp at the end of the corridor had been flashing for three days and no one came to fix it. The lamp flickered on and off, and the shadow on the wall twisted around. Shen Yan leaned on the bunk, closed his eyes, and tapped his knees with his fingers. One time. Two times. Three times. There was a new person delivering the food. It took the new guy fourteen steps to walk from the end of the corridor to the iron gate, while the previous one took thirteen steps. The extra step fell right in front of the iron gate, and there was a small pause, as if he was hesitating. The rice also cools down faster. This place is a 40-minute drive from the city, and the food is uniformly distributed by the city. It should be warm when you take it out of the pot, pack it, transport it, and distribute it. Since three days ago, my hands have been cold. The transportation line is down, or the cooking area is deserted. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.