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Speaking of Liu Xinghao, now he and Yu Yaohai are on their way to the confinement room. And the escort is naturally a belly full of anger and nowhere to vent Yue Jiao.

Yue disciplined the right hand that had been burned just now and only did a simple treatment, and now the pain was getting stronger and stronger, he spread out his palm to see, only to see that several huge blisters had bulged in the palm of his hand! There was a lot of yellow, yellow, red and red pus in it, and if it broke down, it would be enough for him to bear. This account, the more discipline is naturally counted on the heads of Liu Xinghao and Yu Yaohai.

Although the confinement room of the No. 7 Prison is not under the management of the Yue Correctional Department, he is the head of the logistics department, and if he wants to confine a few prisoners, naturally no one will ask about it.

"You, go in. Yue Guan opened one of the prison doors and pushed Liu Xinghao in. Before he could stand still, the cell door behind him was slammed shut.

If you look closely, the size of this confinement is not much larger than a pigeon cage. Against the wall of the room was a bare bed, with only a mattress on top of it, no covering, let alone pillows. At the foot of the bed is a squatting urinal with a small sink on it. Coupled with a small light overhead that is not very bright, and a window that has not been opened for many years, this is all there is to the confinement room.

The door of this confinement cell is different from that of ordinary cells, which are made of iron bars, which are unobstructed and facilitate the inspection of the wardens.

The cell door of the confinement room uses an almost completely closed iron door, and only a small window the size of a palm at the waist of the door communicates with the outside world, which is usually used to deliver food. There is also an observation window above the cell door, but unfortunately it is not usually opened, and it will only be opened from the outside when the correctional officer comes to inspect it.

Such a closed small room has no ventilation all year round, and the sun cannot get in, and the room is extremely dark and damp, and there is an inexplicable smell. If you want to breathe some fresh air or talk to other people, you can only follow the example of the Sichuan West Gang, squatting next to the small window where the food is delivered.

When Liu Xinghao was in the corridor outside just now, he saw that there were people next to these small windows, and he thought that all the dwarfs were locked up here, but now as soon as he came in, he understood that he was forced.

If you come here, you will be safe, Liu Xinghao sat on the bed board with a butt, no matter how much he is, let's get a good night's sleep first. He put his hands behind his head and fell asleep with his feet stretched out. The little lamp overhead was not very bright, but the light kept piercing the eyes, and it was really hard to sleep.

The most horrific part of confinement is not so much the torture of your body as the destruction of your soul. In this extremely compressed space, people will feel very depressed, there is no sense of time and space, the room is full of loneliness, boredom, and boredom...... They eventually penetrate your brain, your nerves, and every cell you have through your eyes, ears, mouth, and nose......

I once said that man is a social animal, and our learning, working, survival, and reproduction in this society is nothing more than a kind of contact and exchange between people.

This habit of communication has been deeply implanted in everyone's subconscious, when this communication is artificially blocked, the concept of time first collapses, in a person's world, sunrise, sunset, night, day, become meaningless, drowsy sleep day and night has become a helpless thing.

Then there is the feeling of being tormented by endless loneliness! Some people will have an emotional breakdown after being locked up in this confinement cell for a few days, and this loneliness of not being able to communicate with the outside world will destroy the fragile nerves of these people, and it can be depressive at least crazy at worst......

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A burst of laughter and scolding woke Liu Xinghao from his sleep. Listening to the disturbing voices outside, it seems that a group of Sichuan people are discussing something fiercely.

Listening carefully, what they are discussing is actually comparing each other's "brilliant" deeds with each other.

Western Sichuan is located in a remote mountainous area, the geological and topographical conditions are relatively complex, and the folk customs are relatively strong. The land here is barren, water resources are scarce, and the development of the whole region is relatively backward.

Some kind-hearted people, with a good heart, take it for granted that the folk customs in backward areas should be very simple. In fact, the more backward the place, the more depraved the people's hearts will be. People can't even eat enough, what else will they tell you about simplicity?

In a place where the per capita annual income is less than 2,000 yuan, please note that it is a place with an "annual" income of less than 2,000 yuan! Those who are struggling below the subsistence line can do a lot of things you can't imagine for a full meal.

Poverty is the source of most low-end violent crimes, and there is no doubt about this, because the hardships and embarrassments of life will continue to destroy people's hearts, which will completely collapse a person's moral bottom line.

329

Speaking of Liu Xinghao, now he and Yu Yaohai are on their way to the confinement room. And the escort is naturally a belly full of anger and nowhere to vent Yue Jiao.

Yue disciplined the right hand that had been burned just now and only did a simple treatment, and now the pain was getting stronger and stronger, he spread out his palm to see, only to see that several huge blisters had bulged in the palm of his hand! There was a lot of yellow, yellow, red and red pus in it, and if it broke down, it would be enough for him to bear. This account, the more discipline is naturally counted on the heads of Liu Xinghao and Yu Yaohai.

Although the confinement room of the No. 7 Prison is not under the management of the Yue Correctional Department, he is the head of the logistics department, and if he wants to confine a few prisoners, naturally no one will ask about it.

"You, go in. Yue Guan opened one of the prison doors and pushed Liu Xinghao in. Before he could stand still, the cell door behind him was slammed shut.

If you look closely, the size of this confinement is not much larger than a pigeon cage. Against the wall of the room was a bare bed, with only a mattress on top of it, no covering, let alone pillows. At the foot of the bed is a squatting urinal with a small sink on it. Coupled with a small light overhead that is not very bright, and a window that has not been opened for many years, this is all there is to the confinement room.

The door of this confinement cell is different from that of ordinary cells, which are made of iron bars, which are unobstructed and facilitate the inspection of the wardens.

The cell door of the confinement room uses an almost completely closed iron door, and only a small window the size of a palm at the waist of the door communicates with the outside world, which is usually used to deliver food. There is also an observation window above the cell door, but unfortunately it is not usually opened, and it will only be opened from the outside when the correctional officer comes to inspect it.

Such a closed small room has no ventilation all year round, and the sun cannot get in, and the room is extremely dark and damp, and there is an inexplicable smell. If you want to breathe some fresh air or talk to other people, you can only follow the example of the Sichuan West Gang, squatting next to the small window where the food is delivered.

When Liu Xinghao was in the corridor outside just now, he saw that there were people next to these small windows, and he thought that all the dwarfs were locked up here, but now as soon as he came in, he understood that he was forced.

If you come here, you will be safe, Liu Xinghao sat on the bed board with a butt, no matter how much he is, let's get a good night's sleep first. He put his hands behind his head and fell asleep with his feet stretched out. The little lamp overhead was not very bright, but the light kept piercing the eyes, and it was really hard to sleep.

The most horrific part of confinement is not so much the torture of your body as the destruction of your soul. In this extremely compressed space, people will feel very depressed, there is no sense of time and space, the room is full of loneliness, boredom, and boredom...... They eventually penetrate your brain, your nerves, and every cell you have through your eyes, ears, mouth, and nose......

I once said that man is a social animal, and our learning, working, survival, and reproduction in this society is nothing more than a kind of contact and exchange between people.

This habit of communication has been deeply implanted in everyone's subconscious, when this communication is artificially blocked, the concept of time first collapses, in a person's world, sunrise, sunset, night, day, become meaningless, drowsy sleep day and night has become a helpless thing.

Then there is the feeling of being tormented by endless loneliness! Some people will have an emotional breakdown after being locked up in this confinement cell for a few days, and this loneliness of not being able to communicate with the outside world will destroy the fragile nerves of these people, and it can be depressive at least crazy at worst......

…………

A burst of laughter and scolding woke Liu Xinghao from his sleep. Listening to the disturbing voices outside, it seems that a group of Sichuan people are discussing something fiercely.

Listening carefully, what they are discussing is actually comparing each other's "brilliant" deeds with each other.

Western Sichuan is located in a remote mountainous area, the geological and topographical conditions are relatively complex, and the folk customs are relatively strong. The land here is barren, water resources are scarce, and the development of the whole region is relatively backward.

Some kind-hearted people, with a good heart, take it for granted that the folk customs in backward areas should be very simple. In fact, the more backward the place, the more depraved the people's hearts will be. People can't even eat enough, what else will they tell you about simplicity?

In a place where the per capita annual income is less than 2,000 yuan, please note that it is a place with an "annual" income of less than 2,000 yuan! Those who are struggling below the subsistence line can do a lot of things you can't imagine for a full meal.

Poverty is the source of most low-end violent crimes, and there is no doubt about this, because the hardships and embarrassments of life will continue to destroy people's hearts, which will completely collapse a person's moral bottom line.