Chen Donghui and his entourage were taken by the same team of prison guards to an empty room with an area of more than 100 square meters, square and white paint on the walls.

Two middle-aged fat men wearing smudged white coats, bored sitting in front of a ** desk, smoking cigarettes, ready to give them a physical examination.

They looked at Chen Donghui's group of people without any emotion in their eyes, as if these people were not people at all, but a group of beasts.

On the way here just now, the prison guard who beat them gave them another lecture: "You all listen honestly, the Soviet team has a good temper, but we are the front-line prison guards." Dealing with you bastards all day, we don't have a good temper. I don't have as much nonsense as Team Su, just one sentence, as long as you make me unhappy, I have a way to kill you!"

No one dared to speak, even Yu Dawei had an indifferent look on his face. Although he didn't want to die in a fight, his IQ was not low, and he was not a madman, and he would not deliberately get along with the party and government organs.

The process of a medical check-up is simple.

Everyone stripped naked, stood in a row, and one by one walked to the workbench and was questioned by two doctors.

"Are there any contagious diseases?"

"Nope. ”

"What about chronic diseases?"

"Nope. ”

"Are you in good spirits?"

"Normal. ”

"Okay, turn around and pout your ass. ”

After the prisoner complied, another doctor put on disposable gloves and roughly inserted them into the prisoner's chrysanthemum. The prisoner's teeth immediately tightened, his eyes bulged out, and his expression was painful.

"Okay, nothing hidden, next. ”

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After the medical examination, it is time to take a bath. Everyone was given a towel, a plastic basin, a bar of soap, and followed the guards to the bathroom.

The washroom was very rudimentary, and square, with twenty or thirty rusty cast-iron faucets side by side on the walls, and a sink below, and nothing else.

"Ten minutes for each person. The prison guard looked at his watch impatiently and said.

Chen Donghui didn't hesitate and walked naked to a faucet.

A basin of cold water poured down, Chen Donghui's adrenaline stimulated by the cold water surged, and at the same time, a voice sounded from the bottom of his heart: "Be calm!

After taking a shower, everyone received two khaki gray shirts and blue pants, two pairs of underwear, two pairs of cloth shoes, and no socks.

Changing into prison uniforms, they were herded into another room, where a prison guard was tinkering with a model that had just been on the market for more than a year

Canon RC-760 model camera.

Chen Donghui had a preference for cameras in his last life and kept a lot of memories. This Canon RC-760 model camera is the world's first model to reach 600,000 pixels, and it has an important place in the history of cameras, so Chen Donghui remembers it very well and recognized it at a glance.

This expensive camera was used by Shipuzi to take pictures of prisoners and keep files, and it can be seen that the funds of Shipuzi Prison will definitely not be less. can be the warden of Shipuzi, and he is definitely a character.

"Line up, in order, one by one go and stand against the wall!" the prison guard ordered.

Soon it was Chen Donghui's turn, and he stood in front of the partition marked on the wall, holding a sign with his name written on it.

"Straight face!"

Chen Donghui faced the camera, expressionless.

"Click!"

"Turn your head to the right, side face!"

Chen Donghui followed the order and half-turned around.

"Click!"

"Alright, now follow me into the prison block!"

With these clothes, the prison guards took Chen Donghui and his party to the cell, which would be the place where they would live for a long time.

After walking through a heavy iron door, through a dark corridor that emitted a foul smell, and through an iron door welded with finger-thick steel bars, I finally came to the prison cell.

It is a boxy, four-storey enclosed building. There were dozens of cells on each floor at the same intervals, and there was a cell door on top of it, a wooden door covered with iron sheets. There is a "peephole" above the door for the sentry to keep a 24-hour watch on the prisoner.

Today is the new closing day of Shipuzi, and the prisoners of re-education through labor have already finished their work early, and they are happily waiting in their cells, ready to teach these new prisoners a good lesson.

There are not many things to do in prison for recreation, and even fewer new things, and every new day is a day that these old prisoners look forward to.

Chen Donghui was placed in Room 2012 on the second floor.

When he saw this door number, Chen Donghui smiled helplessly. More than 20 years later, the American Roland Emmerich made a disaster film about the end of the world, called "2012".

Will this cell be the end of the world for Chen Donghui, he doesn't know.

"Room 2012, a new Chen Donghui is admitted, and you should teach him well!"

"Yes, Chief Chen!"

A young man who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, in his early eights, with dark skin and a very sturdy body, looked at Chen Donghui with bad intentions, and answered with a sentence in his mouth.

The prison guard didn't know if he heard or not, so he threw down a sentence, closed the cell door with a "clang", and walked away with the next prisoner.

Chen Donghui carried his belongings, stood at the door of the cell, and looked carefully.

The cell is 10 square meters in size and has two double-bay beds. The room was dark and damp, with a fifteen-watt lamp installed directly on the ceiling about 3.5 meters high, emitting a dim yellow light, and it was not only covered with a frosted lampshade on the outside, but also a barbed wire mesh cover on the outside.

Further inside, there is a window, about a square meter in size, with the ground floor open on a wall slightly higher than a man and an outstretched hand, and the upper floor open above the line of sight. The window sills are tilted upwards, the windows are turned upwards and outwards, and the glass is painted with white paint.

Through this window, you can see a rectangular piece of sky outside. The sky was gray, there was no sunlight, no clouds.

Other than that, there was nothing else in the cell. No tables, no stools. This is very different from the prison cell that Chen Donghui saw in the movie in his previous life.

This may be because all he has seen is American movies, and the places where American prisoners live and live are much more comfortable.

"! stupid B, what are you looking at!" The dark-skinned young man saw Chen Donghui in a daze, and scolded directly.

There were already three people in the cell of the four-person room, in addition to this dark-skinned young man, there was also a thin man in his forties, with a little sparse gray beard, and evasive eyes, and another man, in his early twenties, with thief eyebrows, which was not a good thing at first glance.

Among the three people, it is obvious that this swarthy young man is the boss.

In a place like a prison, especially in a cell, there is nothing to say about who has a hard fist and who is the boss.

In an instant, Chen Donghui had already estimated the situation in this cell.

This swarthy young man has a tiger head and a fierce head, and he should be good at fighting, but his brain should not be very good. In front of Chen Donghui, who has martial arts and is calm and calm, this young man will not be an opponent no matter how much he fights wits and courage.

For the other two, there is no need to worry at all.

However, before he first arrived and had not figured out the intricate relationship between these prisoners in Shipuzi, Chen Donghui decided to keep a low profile first.

"I'm sorry, my newcomer doesn't understand the rules, don't be angry, big brother. Chen Donghui lowered his posture and said.

"What's it called, how did you get in?" Seeing that Chen Donghui was soft, the black boy didn't scold anymore and began a routine interrogation.

"Report! My name is Chen Donghui, and I came in with a gun and wounded people, and I was sentenced to 16 strokes!"

"Yo! I quite understand the rules!" the black boy looked at Chen Donghui carefully a few more times and said.

"Hehe, I squatted in the detention center for a few months and came here again, and I still know this rule. In a few days, my family gave me money, and I will express my gratitude to my brothers. ”

"When did you come in with a gun and hurt someone? Who did you do it? I am also a mixed society outside, maybe, I also know about it!" the black boy asked with interest, but he couldn't hide a little more respect for Chen Donghui in his tone.

Indeed, in such a severe situation, the one who dares to shoot and destroy people is definitely a character.

"Hehe, it's been four or five months, and the man I beat is called a camel, mixed with the western suburbs. ”

"Oh, brother!" The black boy was startled for a moment, and asked excitedly, "You broke the camel! I have heard about it! This incident is quite famous, although we were all in there when the accident happened, but the letter has already come in! Brother, there is a kind, even Ma Shaoyuan's people dare to move! We knew that you came in this time, but we didn't expect that we got a number, it's really fate!"

The other two people had heard about it, and now when they saw Allah, they immediately praised it with a smile on their faces.

"Brother, what a kind!"

"Yougang!"

"Hey! I was impulsive and didn't hold the fire. Chen Donghui continued to keep a low profile.

However, his impulsiveness is more respectable than bragging.

The black boy kicked the thief-eyed man sitting on the bottom bunk on the south side, and scolded, "Get out of there......! Give ......"

The black boy looked at Chen Donghui and forgot what his name was.

"Chen Donghui. Chen Donghui introduced himself again.

"Yes, Brother Donghui! This bed will be Brother Donghui's from now on!You get on it and go to sleep!" the black boy scolded and scolded, and suddenly said, "Slow, clean up the lower bunk, and make an extra mattress!"

Seeing that the man with the thief's eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes did not move, the black boy slapped the man on the head and scolded: "Didn't you hear it, did you? Be careful that I kick you!"

"No...... No, Brother Hei ......" The thief-eyed boy said cautiously, "Brother Hei, Lao Bao and I only have a mattress, and we can't give Brother Donghui more beds!"

"Grass! You don't need to shop it, use it to honor Brother Donghui! This thing, still use me to teach?" The black boy is not very old, but he has learned the style of a big brother.

"Forget it!" Chen Donghui stopped, "Why do I make so many mattresses? ”

The man with thief eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes looked at the black boy as if he had been pardoned, and did not dare to move.

"Since Brother Donghui said it, forget it. The black boy waved his hand.

"Thank you, Brother Donghui!" The man with the thief's eyebrows and the other elderly man hurriedly helped Chen Donghui make the bed.

The black boy took out a pack of Double Lion cigarettes with a yellow cover and handed one to Chen Donghui. The two of them only swallowed their saliva in their eyes, and the black boy frowned, and threw one for each of them.

"Thank you, Brother Hei!" the two hurriedly thanked him.

The thief-eyed man hurriedly came over and lit a cigarette for the black boy and Chen Donghui with a match, and Chen Donghui nodded to him and thanked him.

The black boy spit out a puff of smoke rings and said, "Brother Donghui, I haven't explained myself yet, my name is Zhang Lei, I look black, and everyone calls me Heizi." This is called a mouse, this is Lao Bao, the four of us are in a cell, it can be regarded as fate, and we will have to take care of each other in the future. ”

"Hehe, that's for sure. Chen Donghui smiled.