Chapter 201: First Experience

When I entered the prison in heavy shackles, there was no group of prisoners I expected to be heckling, judging that I was good-looking, and there was no fierce warden who told me, "Come here, you are mine." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

After all, this is China. I was greeted only by two expressionless prison guards. After the handover formalities were completed and my identity was verified, I was taken into a cell.

With a "squeak", the heavy iron door opened, and there was only a dim light in the extremely simple cell. I looked inside, there were six beds, two of them empty. The prison guard pointed to the empty bed and said, "9527, that is your bed." ā€

9527, which is also a coincidence, this extremely familiar number is actually the number I was in prison for the first time. I did not speak, but entered the cell with the bedding and toiletries that had been distributed to me. The prison guard said, "Black Boy, this is a newcomer, take good care of it." There was another "squeak" and the iron door slammed shut.

I came to the empty bed and just sat down. One tall and one short, two people gathered around. I looked up and said, "Hello." ā€

"Well, it's pretty polite. Boy, what did you do? The tall man laughed, and the scar on his face was particularly conspicuous.

The short man smiled: "Scar, don't talk nonsense, loosen his bones first." With that, the short man began to fiddle with his fist, his knuckles rattling.

I didn't speak, just sat quietly on the bed. I've never eaten pork or seen a pig run, so there must be a cell boss in this prison. Sure enough, a deep voice said, "Iron nails, go aside." ā€

When the short man heard this, he gave me a fierce look, then turned his head and said, "Yes, Brother Black Boy." ā€

When the two of them got out of the way, I saw a strong man with a bald head and a swarthy body sitting across from me. Next to him stood a strong man covered in tattoos.

The tattooed man asked, "New here?" What is your name? How did you get in. ā€

"I'm Zhang Shiyi," I paused, and then continued: "They said that I was suspected of stealing the tomb, and then there were national first-class cultural relics in the tomb. Also, the spoils were unevenly divided, and five accomplices were killed during the infighting. Count as murder. ā€

"Huh?" The swarthy strong man sitting across from me nodded and said, "Yes, I am charged with your crime, and you are still qualified to live in a cell." ā€

I was stunned, not knowing what to say.

When the tattooed man saw me in a daze, he walked over viciously. The swarthy man stopped him and said, "Well, Xiaobai, forget it." The young man is not sensible, and the rules are taught slowly after that. ā€

Xiao Bai bowed to the swarthy strong man and said, "Yes, Brother Black Boy." ā€

"Brother Black?" I wondered.

"Well, if you call me Brother Blackboy, I'll tell you the rules today." Brother Black nodded and said.

Brother Jiu often said that when you enter, you should call people and worship the gods when you enter the temple. This black boy didn't do anything to me, and naturally I shouldn't take the initiative to provoke him. I nodded and said, "Please advise Brother Black." ā€

Brother Black said: "There is a first-come-first-served first-come, As for me, nicknamed Black Boy, I used to do some small business at the border, and I was called Brother Black Boy with a good face. After speaking, Brother Heizai looked at Xiaobai and said, "Xiaobai, is my henchman." Then he looked at Scar and said, "Scar, I was a soldier, but unfortunately I had a bad temper, and I killed someone and came in." Finally, he looked at the iron nail and said, "The iron nail is a coal digger, and he likes to tinker with explosives, but when it blew up, he came in." ā€

I looked at Black Boy, and when he said this, there was not a trace of expression on his face. Just an understatement. The rest of the people listened respectfully. It's like a grandson. Obviously, as I just said, it's a bit of a stretch. I'm afraid it's not that simple for a few people here.

I apologized, "I'm sorry Brother Black, I was abrupt just now." ā€

"Well, that's good. Just admit your mistakes. Brother Black Box nodded, "I don't like trouble, so there are only two rules in my cell." First, don't get along with the strips. Second, don't get along with me. ā€

"Well, I understand." I nodded.

"It's good to understand. Now that the rules are over, you understand. Then it's time for us to do it. After Brother Black Boy finished speaking, he looked at Xiaobai.

"Do it?" I clenched my fists and stood up.

Brother Black Box was not angry, put his feet on the bed, and said next to the wall, "Didn't you just confess?" ā€

"Understand what?" I asked rhetorically.

"Didn't you hear, the prison guards told us to take good care of you just now? You think that's just talking? Brother Black said.

"Brother Black Boy, don't talk nonsense with this kid, you will be honest when you are beaten." Xiaobai said.

Brother Black continued: "You must understand the rules. Let me tell you, boy, if the guards come and see you at night and see that nothing is going on, then we will not be happy. So, you say, is it that makes you feel bad, or is it that we are not happy? Remember the first rule? ā€

I recalled the tone of the prison guard's voice just now, and then understood, "That's what I meant. Loosening my clenched fist, I continued, "Since this is your rule, then I will follow it. However, please be merciful to Brother Blackboy. With that, I squatted on the ground and held my head in my hands.

"Well, on the way. Xiaobai, just take it easy and get a little hurt. I like this kid. Brother Black said.

What followed was naturally a violent beating. However, with Brother Heizai's orders, Xiaobai and the others did not do anything black. Of course, the so-called black hands are not used, but they are not injured, but they are bruised all over their bodies. The face was also painted.

After Xiaobai sat down on the bed, Brother Black said, "Boy, if the prison guard asks later, what do you say?" ā€

"I fell on my own." I replied.

"Well, that's good." I said.

Xiaobai looked at me and said, "Well, you kid is quite forbidden to fight." I've practiced it outside, right? ā€

I didn't answer, just inhaled. After a few moments, I felt a little better. He sat on the bed and quietly began to look at the cell. What I thought in my heart was naturally worried about Erhu, but Erhu was not imprisoned, but still in the detention room. There, no one should have done anything to him. As for Lai Theorem and others, I don't know what is happening now. The only thing that is certain is that the rescue I was expecting will not come so soon.

With a sigh, I suddenly felt like smoking. Subconsciously touched his pocket. When Brother Black saw me like this, he asked, "What?" Want to smoke? ā€

I nodded.

"Well, Xiaobai, give this kid a cigarette." Brother Black said.

Xiaobai didn't speak, handed me a cigarette and a match and said, "You kid is so blessed, Brother Black Boy looks up to you." ā€

I lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then handed it to Scar, who had been watching from the side, and said, "Brother Scar, you can take a puff too." ā€

When Scar saw me handing him the cigarette, he smiled and said, "Well, you're pretty good." After saying that, he took a puff of his cigarette. After this round of turns, there was only a little smoke left. I used to smoke, and I wouldn't smoke it for such a short time. Still, apparently, here, such waste is not allowed. Moreover, if I don't continue to smoke, I'm afraid I will be considered disgusted with their saliva.

I took one last puff and exclaimed, "That's cool!" ā€

This was the beginning of my first experience in prison. (To be continued.) )