第二天下午，一辆车开进三大队。看守准备带我去广州的医院。
我的腿被折磨致残后，他们从未带我去过医院，也不在乎我的腿怎么样。现在他们大概知道没希望逼我妥协了，转而希望尽快抹掉他们施酷刑的罪证。
车子载着我驶出三大队，三分钟后来到劳教所的大门口。我们将从这里走下码头，搭渡船到对岸的广州市区。
车子在大门侧边一个角落里停下。四个看守走出车外，望向码头那边——
劳教所所长正领着一大帮看守列队直立在码头边上，神情紧张的恭候什么大人物驾到。
那天整个三大队的看守都穿的整整齐齐，神色紧张。从她们的谈话中，我得知是劳教所的上级今天要来“检查工作”。
我静静的坐在车上，望着码头上黑压压的看守们，心里感觉非常畅快：她们将不得不报告她们的上级，她们没有完成那个“死命令”。
（待续）
(英文对照)
The following afternoon, a car drove into the Third Brigade. The guards were taking me to Guangzhou to see the doctor.
They had never taken me to the hospital or cared about my injuries since my leg was disabled. Now they might sense there was no hope of making me yield, thereby hoping to remove the proof of what they had done as quickly as possible.
The car drove out of the Third Brigade and reached the Chatou entrance three minutes later. From there, we would go down to the pier and get on board the ferry to Guangzhou.
The car pulled up in a corner by the entrance. Four guards got out of the car and looked into the pier —
Numerous guards, led by the Chatou chief, were standing straight at the pier, nervously awaiting the arrival of certain big shots.
That day, all the guards in the Third Brigade dressed formally and looked nervous. I knew from their talking that Chatou’s superiors were coming to “inspect the job” that day.
I sat in the car quietly looking at the dark mass of the guards at the pier, feeling great deep down: They had to report to their superiors that they had failed to accomplish the merciless order.
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