The White Lake District is located in the northern part of the Eastern European Plain and is part of the Vologda Oblast of Russia. The city of White Lake is the most important city and seat of government in the White Lake District, a small city of 10,000 people, the oldest city in the Vologda region and one of the five oldest cities in Russia, founded in 862 AD, 300 years before the founding of Moscow.

Lin Rui, Bai Xiong and the others arrived here almost without alarming anyone. The humid and strong wind in the lake area made Lin Rui feel a little uncomfortable.

"Why is it called White Lake?" asked Lin Rui.

Yelena said, "There are many versions of the origin of the name. You are here, the sky is white and white, I think this gray-white tone is the most appropriate way to say the origin of the name", she said, she took out her binoculars and asked Lin Rui to verify it herself.

The gray-white sky clouds, the gray-white lake, the white-walled and gray-roofed church and monastery, silent and clear. Along the old canals, pure white chamomile is very lush. The island-like building in the distance is in the lake. The distance is too far for even a telescope to understand. All you have is a towering chimney and a large water tower, and the rest is a fortress-like structure.

"Is that there?" said Lin Rui in a low voice.

"Yes, that's it. The white bear whispered, "The person we want to save is there." ”

Lin Rui shook his head and said, "Not yet, we don't know anything about that place at all." I won't approve any action until I know more about that place. ”

"Of course, so we're looking for Sergey. White Bear nodded, "I bet this guy must know something." ”

"Where is he?" Lin Rui frowned.

"I don't have the address of his house, but I do know where he will probably be at night. White Bear thought for a moment and said, "We'll be able to find him then." ”

"What place?" Lin Rui said with some curiosity, "It doesn't seem to be a good place with an expression, could it be that he will come out to find a woman at night?"

White Bear smiled bitterly, "It's not that kind of place, but a place with Russian characteristics - a sobering station!"

It has become a well-established fact that Russians love to drink, but the wine that the Russians call "water of life" also makes many people unable to extricate themselves, and in the harsh winter, many drunks wander the streets and alleys who cannot find their homes, and a place called a sobering station becomes a shelter for drunkards.

The history of the Russian decanting station dates back to the time of the last Russian Tsar, Nicholas II. In 1902, the first sobering station was opened, where drunks were allowed to stay and receive medical assistance free of charge.

At that time, in addition to providing medical assistance to the drunkard, the sobering station also took the drunkard's child to settle down temporarily. Interestingly, the doctor and the coachman were the "resident" staff of the sobering station. Every day, the coachman travels around the city, and when he finds a drunk, he takes him back to the sobering station where he is treated by a doctor.

In the years that followed, similar decanting stations continued to be opened in various places. During the Soviet era, these decanting stations were constantly rebuilt, and later in the anti-alcoholism movement, sobering stations were popped up all over Russia. Today's decanting station is very different from the decanting station of the Tsarist period, a kind of "guest house" that combines the functions of a police station and a clinic, and is served by police officers and medical professionals.

As many as 40,000 Russians die every year from alcoholism. So as soon as winter begins, the decanter stations around the country start to get busy, usually two police officers patrol the streets, looking for drunk drunkards who are drunk in a street restaurant or a corner that no one cares about, and bring them back to the decanting station.

After asking for the name and address and taking a photo for the record, the police would take off the drunkard's clothes and shoes and let him sleep in a "group bedroom" in the sobering station. When some drunks were found to be severely intoxicated with alcohol, medical staff took them to a medical center and then locked them up in "confinement" until they came to their senses.

Some of these people who were sent to the sobering station were ordinary people, who occasionally drank high, some were "habitual offenders" who had to report to the sobering station almost every day, and some were homeless. It is said that during festivals or when the economy is bad, sobering stations are often crowded.

Lin Rui was greatly surprised, he was stunned and said, "Is it a special place to sober up, this is too humane, isn't it a paradise for drunkards?"

"It's so cold in Russia that if you let these people get drunk and fall on the street, they will all freeze to corpses the next day. There is no way to do this on the part of the authorities. Besides, this is in Russia, and there is no one who does not drink. And wandering outside after getting drunk can easily cause all kinds of hidden security hazards. In order for drunks not to cause trouble on the streets or to commit domestic violence at home. The decanting station was built to solve these problems. Yelena shook her head and said, "But that kind of place, if you go once, you don't want to go a second time." ”

"Why?" Lin Rui said in amazement.

Yelena didn't answer, and the white bear deliberately didn't say anything, with a wicked smile on his face.

When Lin Rui arrived at the sobering station, he understood, what kind of drunkard paradise is this? Lin Rui has seen many refugee camps, but this place smells worse than the dirtiest and worst refugee camps. The smell of alcohol was good, a large number of drunks were crowded together, the smell of sweat and their vomit, the smell was almost stunning.

Lin Rui couldn't help but cover his nose and said, "God, what kind of guy would stay in this place all day?"

"A real drunkard would. White Bear shrugged.

"I'm really convinced. Lin Rui smiled bitterly.

The walls of the decanting station are painted green or blue, which is also said to be scientifically based on the fact that it does not irritate the drunks and make them calm and relaxed. A bunch of drunk Russian men can give you a brawl if they have nothing to do. If there is a bright color such as red that stimulates the nerves, I don't know what it will be like to be excited.

Inside, there were very simple beds, and dirty sheets and quilts, where drunks slept with their heads covered. Lin Rui and Bai Xiong patiently searched for it little by little, and finally let them find it. In the corner of a room, a guy with messy red hair was leaning back and sleeping.

"That's him. The white bear said helplessly.

"Is he Sergei?" Lin Rui frowned, "He was once a member of Lucifer's team, but he seems to be very young." Would you be mistaken?"

White Bear nodded, "That's him, I know him all when he is burned to ashes." When he joined Lucifer's squad, he was only sixteen years old, a standard little furry child. ”

"As far as I know, the people in Lucifer's team are all S-class, and he can become an S-class mercenary at the age of sixteen?" Lin Rui said in surprise.

"Yes, because he can pry open the safe with a few wires. At that time, everyone thought that as long as he had those hands, any door could be opened, and his combat effectiveness was quite strong. When there is no drinking, of course. White Bear sighed. "We've got to get him out. ”