In the women's prison, Zhou Suhe was brought in by a lawyer, who asked the guard to visit him. All the procedures were completed, and they followed the prison guard to the visiting room. When I entered the visiting hall, there were two people, probably relatives of the prisoners.

Zhou Suh walked past them, while lawyers stopped at the rear.

Zhou Suhe sat down in front of the window marked with numbers, but he still held the thermos pot in his hand, and his fingers were gently clasped. His eyes, looking forward, kept looking at the entrance on the other side. He knew that she might flash from here in...