Lu Yuanhong didn't open it, but glanced at the warden next to him. Song Zhen understood and dragged the warden out, knocked him unconscious, and put him in the dark cabinet.
"General Lu, you take your time looking at it. I'm going to check on my colleagues."
For so long, no one has been patrolling, and we don't know if the criminals have noticed anything amiss. If they escape, we're doomed.
I have no idea what that damned warden did.
Lu Yuanhong nodded slightly, then looked at the documents in his hand. Although eighteen years had passed, they were well preserved and had not been read by many people, so they looked somewhat like something written recently, with only the paper slightly yellowed.
Lu Yuanhong casually opened a book.
In the year 4999, on December 1st, the weather was fine, and the criminals were behaving themselves. Two of them died, and my senior brother and I worked together to bury them.
The surviving criminals disagreed, saying they did not want to remain on this land and wanted to be buried among the stars.
Below is a prison guard's eulogy, which he roughly redacted after realizing it was inappropriate. Lu Yuanhong had some difficulty reading it, but he could still make out the details.
These criminals are truly pitiful. They're only middle-aged, yet they look old and frail. Having spent these past few years with them, from the initial torment to their current state of waiting to die, I don't know if I'll even be able to survive after they're gone...
That was the end of it; it was just more of the usual routine.
Lu Yuanhong started reading from the first book and discovered that the handwriting was recorded by the same person from beginning to end, often interspersed with rambling thoughts, some of which were scribbled over and some left unscribbled over.
From these seemingly ambiguous smear marks, Lu Yuanhong deciphered the information he left behind.
As the warden said, this is indeed a code, named with numbers. By searching through each number from beginning to end, a sentence can be formed within it.
Initially, the people recording these things did not code them. Lu Yuanhong was quick to read them, and it was probably from the second year that he started coding.
It records how the criminals were forced to undergo experiments and were not allowed to contact the old man. It wasn't that they looked down on him, but they knew they were going to die.
Moreover, the experiments were the same ones used on the battlefield back then. Although the White Tiger Legion openly said they wouldn't interfere, they still sent people over every month.
This record continued until all the first batch of criminals died; from then on, the handwriting changed.
The jailer who was recording the events knew he was going to die, so he didn't say anything more.
Lu Yuanhong closed the documents, and Song Zhen returned as well.
"General Lu, have you noticed anything?"
"I see."
However, he didn't elaborate on what he had discovered, not wanting to involve Song Zhen too deeply.
"Destroy these documents immediately. If anyone asks, just say that the warden stole these documents and then fled."
“I’ll take him away in a bit. After I leave, call the Overwatch Council immediately. This is He Yu’s private contact information. He will definitely help you.”
Song Zhen nodded. Although Lu Yuanhong didn't say much, he felt very excited and slightly thrilled, just like he had watched a spy movie a long time ago.
"General Lu, be careful, I'm still waiting to drink your and Miss Lan's wedding wine."
Song Zhen waved her hand, but Lu Yuanhong did not turn around.
Yes, it will.
Song Zhen clenched his fist. See? He knew it. General Lu must be quietly doing something big now. Miss Lan is such a good girl, there must be some injustice in her exile.
As for him, he had done everything he could, which could be considered as repaying their kindness.
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