I don't know some of the legal processes, but I beat the sons of those mayors and public security chiefs, and they will definitely not kill themselves here at most once or sentence themselves in the highest amount.

If Chen Lightyear wasn't a demon hunter, he wouldn't have used his connections to kill himself.

Then, the only ones who want to kill themselves are the Shangguan family and the demon hunters, and now is an opportunity, even if they die in the detention center, the final negative impact will only fall on the mayor's group.

But who said that the death of a person in the detention center will have any effect on the mayor and the director of the public security bureau?

Breaking the cocoon knows that if you want to struggle to survive for half a year, you can't have too many concerns, otherwise you may really die in it inexplicably.

Even if he is sentenced, the Shangguan family will not let himself live well in prison, and the demon hunter will not let him stay in prison for three years, in this case, what else is there to worry about?

So, let those who want to deal with themselves have concerns!

Thinking of this, Breaking Cocoon ignored the eyes of the young people and the masses who had no melons to eat, held the iron rod on the window with both hands, pulled up, kicked his feet on the wall, and with a little force, only heard a bang, the iron rod that was cuffed was pulled down by him, and then threw the iron rod out of the window.

There was a crunch in the silent space.

So, there was a whistle sound, and more chaotic and fierce footsteps came out, echoing in the slightly empty space, a little creepy.

In the frightened eyes of the young people and the crowd who had no melons to eat, and in the shape of their mouths wide open, he walked up to the bunk and smiled at them.

The young man wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and went to the bunk, but instead of sitting with the broken cocoon, he lay down and said softly: "Dude, you are in trouble." Even if you have the strength, you can't do it in this. If you're locked up, you're miserable. ”

When the young man had finished speaking, he stopped talking.

The other people who had no melons to eat also hurriedly climbed to the bunks and lay down neatly, not even daring to pant loudly, like a dead man.

The sound of hurried footsteps stopped outside, and Breaking the Cocoon saw that the Correctional Officer was standing outside the door with a group of armed policemen in uniform and guns, and the Instructor was holding the iron bar that had been pulled down by the broken cocoon.

It may be that he hasn't met anyone who dares to directly oppose him or the law, and the discipline has a blue face, staring at a pair of eyes that can breathe fire and want to eat people.

He saw that Broken Cocoon was sitting on the bunk as quietly as a beautiful man, and let people open the door, walked up to Broken Cocoon, and said, "Just this one is enough to double your sentence." ”

Breaking Cocoon raised his head to look at him, and said with a faint smile: "If I were afraid, there would be no 'this one'." ”

"Hehe, it's kind. The discipline smiled a little hideously, and the muscles on his face trembled a little, "I've heard some things about you, but if you think you can do whatever you want here...... Hehe...... I will make you feel that life is wonderful. ”

"Malicious vandalism of public property, serious signs of escape. Unrepentant, confronting the government, and having serious violent tendencies. The disciplinarian stared into the calloused eyes, a mocking expression on his face, "Confinement for a week, solitary confinement." ”

Of course, Breaking Cocoon knew that the confinement room must be much worse than the environment in the number, but when he saw that even the faces of the armed policemen around him had changed, he knew that this confinement room must be more deadly than he imagined.

"Don't resist, you'll die. The young man lying on the bunk spoke softly in a trembling voice.

"Did you let you speak?" the discipline raised the rubber stick in his hand and slammed the ground on the head of the completely unsuspecting young man.

Breaking the cocoon didn't think of taking care of the church at all, and he put such a heavy hand, even if he wanted to, it was too late to stop it.

The young man just snorted, but he didn't even dare to scream, and he didn't dare to move.

"Hades shop!" Breaking the cocoon's smile became colder and colder, "I don't know what will happen if you are stripped of your skin and bullied so many people?"

The discipline put a rubber stick against the calloused neck, pressed it to his ear and sneered: "I won't touch you, but someone will." I don't know how many people die here every year, not just you. Boy, let's wait until you come out alive. However, I believe that your end is here, and you will not be able to go to jail. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to move his head away, and said softly, "As long as I can't die in the confinement room, you will definitely be fine." ”

After hearing this, the disciplinarian moved his mouth to the ear of the broken cocoon, and chuckled: "In the confinement room, there is no one who cannot die. ”

Breaking the cocoon has never been in such a place, and of course he doesn't know the cruelty of the confinement room.

In a certain type of confinement room, every hand and foot will be chained by a long iron chain, which will be pulled and hung in different directions, and the whole person will be hung in the air, similar to the five-horse corpse on TV.

It's just that there is no horse pulling outward, just hanging people up and hanging there, and the scene of people hanging there is not much different from the way people are pulled up by ropes when the five horses are separated.

No one can last long in this way of punishment. Every person who is dragged to the confinement chamber will scream in a few minutes, even if it is said that their bones are the hardest, it will not take more than half an hour.

Here, however, no one screams will arouse sympathy from the managers, because the detainees are no longer what others say they are.

If it weren't for solitary confinement, the prisoner who helped with the chains would have a better relationship with that person, and they would have hung the person a little lower, and when the officer couldn't see it, they could put a few bricks under his ass so that he wouldn't suffer too much. If it doesn't matter, after half an hour, the hands and feet are not their own.

This method of confinement has reached the limit of what the human body can bear.

The Disciplined Commander led the cocoon far away, turning many corners and leading him into a solitary confinement cell.

The confinement room is in a shady corner next to a parking lot, and looks like a small building off the confines of the detention center.

A light like a bean.

There is an incandescent lamp hanging on the roof, which makes the room very dim and the atmosphere even more eerie.

The smell of the confinement room was strong, as if the door had not been opened for half a year, or some smell had seeped into the entire space. The walls don't have the same bumper panels as other confinement chambers, they are all black concrete. On each end of the concrete wall are two finger-thick rusty iron chains.

There were some dried stains on the ground that I don't know what kind of liquid they were, and I walked in very obediently, even when the armed police put the shackles locked on the wall on their feet, they didn't move. Because, he saw that two policemen had opened the holster of their guns and had put their hands on the handles of their guns.

With his current ability, it shouldn't be a problem to escape from the detention center, but the problem is that he can't use the same trick against the police as he did against magicians, so there is no place for him in the whole country, so he doesn't even use hypnosis and other small magic tricks now.

Although he understood that the discipline was aimed at him, he had also done it after all, and if he did it again at this time, it would really be regarded as an attack on the police, which completely gave them a reason to accidentally kill the "fugitives".

If the other party wanted to kill themselves in the confinement room, the resistance at that time could basically be regarded as legitimate defense, and even if the defense was excessive, they would not dare to kill themselves openly. And once someone dies, it's not a small matter, even if someone dies unexpectedly, an autopsy is required, unless the entire detention center is theirs, otherwise it can't be covered up at all.