Induction Team (4)

The toilet was at the back of the building. We excluded walking from under the grid wall to the toilet.

As I approached the power grid wall, I felt what a prison was. The power grid wall is much higher than the wall of the detention center, and the power grid on the wall is denser than that of the detention center. My heart, which wanted to escape from prison, was hit hard again.

Report the number before entering the toilet, report the number at the door of the toilet, report the number at the door of the toilet, report the number when you leave the queue, damn B, the whole dead. Is that what prisons are all about? Even if you don't get killed, you will be tortured to death by these bad tricks and bad rules.

The next step is to pick up your luggage and go upstairs. We carried our luggage and counted and went up to the fourth floor. There is an iron fence door in the corridor on the fourth floor, and there are already two fat men sitting at the door, a little old, one wears glasses, and the other is not wearing.

However, when I saw these two old ghosts, I still had a sense of intimacy, after all, they are not the kind of ninth-rate people in society, unlike us in our thirties, they are at least cultural people and intellectual people. When they give me a smile, I give me two big smiles, and when they say hello to me, I not only say hello to them, but also say thank you a few times.

All the people came up, and we went into a house as big as a school classroom, and we lined up and sat on our luggage.

The search and luggage search began again.

The old B who wore glasses searched, and the old B who didn't wear glasses shouted there: "Duge Lao Tzu knows a little about current affairs, and takes out all the cigarettes and toilet paper." ”

After Lao B shouted a few times, he saw that we all consciously opened the luggage, and shouted to Lao B, who was wearing glasses: "No search." Look at them are quite self-conscious. ”

After Lao B finished speaking, he said to us again: "Be conscious, unconsciously find out and suffer." ”

We are new, we can't figure out the depth of white water, so we naturally consciously hand over things.

Everyone consciously put the toilet paper they brought on their luggage.

Old B, who didn't wear glasses, asked, "What about the smoke?" ”

Everyone said, "No, it was searched downstairs." ”

"Damn B, that little thing on a dog day always doesn't leave any oil and water for the old men."

After scolding, he said to us: "Everyone, I'm sorry, it's not easy for us to buy toilet paper here, we confiscated your toilet paper, no one is uncomfortable, right?" ”

What should we do if we are uncomfortable, since we can be forcibly searched, we must have nowhere to sue.

There was no sound.

Old B smiled: "That's right, know the current affairs." Lao Tzu was a big official before he was arrested, but now he has no toilet paper. ”

No one paid any attention to him.

After a while, another group of new prisoners came to our room, and this group of eleven new prisoners, because they came later than us, were more vigilant than us, and their eyes seemed sharper, probably afraid that we would bully them, and one of them was on two crutches, with a fat face, a large body, and a fiercer eye, and looked terrible. Later, I heard that he was the boss of the city.

Dinner was served at noon.

The clerk brought two barrels for lunch. One bucket is steamed bread, and the other bucket is soup. The clerk gave each person a plastic bowl and a pair of chopsticks.

This meal was good, white and tender steamed buns, and soup with oil and salt. I haven't eaten anything this good in ten months in the detention center, B, I ate one and secretly mixed another one.

After eating, shaved your head. The prisoners who rolled too many boards rushed to shave first, and I didn't do a good job of grabbing, so I sat there steadily.

Lian said to me: "Go and shave, electric clippers are used here, and razors are used in the prison below, and razors shave your head to kill people." ”

I didn't know how good a razor could shave my head at that time, so I said to Lian Case: "Ten years, what am I trying to do this time comfortably, I want to shave 240 heads." ”

Lian shaved his head, and I sat stupidly in the room.

Lian shaved his head and asked me, "Are you looking for a relationship?" ”

I don't understand.

He continued: "Is there any contact in the prison below? ”

I still don't understand.

He continued: "Didn't you stuff the money? ”

I asked, "What are you doing with money?" ”

"A*, white is mixed up in the world, I don't think you can survive."

Lian said this, I was a little scared in my heart.

I said, "I don't have any money, and my family is poor and can't open the pot, and you don't know it." ”

"That can't be helped. I've been contacted, we may not be in prison. ”

When I heard about the case, I was a little anxious, and I was full of hope that I would be imprisoned for more than ten years to cover me.

I begged him, "My brother, I beg you, to use your relationship for me." ”

"Yes, you tell your family, let them find my house."

"Okay, okay."

I said yes, and my heart was dripping blood. Because Lao Tzu was poor, he went to defraud his unit. cheated 10,000 yuan, ran for three years, sentenced to 10 years, and where did the money come from. Lao Tzu couldn't think of this, and when he thought about it, he wanted to escape from prison and run out to kidnap him two corrupt officials.

Under Zeng Hui's repeated urging, I was about to shave my head, when I suddenly heard the clerk shouting: "Line up, sit down, pick up people." ”

We were all lined up and seated in the room.

The clerk took a list of 13 people, and my case was among them. Sure enough, what I said in the case was right, he was not in prison with me.

Looking at them, I really hate myself for being poor, so poor that I can't afford to leave. It's good to have money, at least it gives me a little hope in my long sentence.

Lian Case just left, just a simple wave of his hand to me.

We stayed in the house until it was almost dark, and the clerk shouted, "Gather your things and get ready to leave." ”

More than 30 of us were shouted and driven out of the courtyard of the prison corps, in the same ghost place where we had just entered.

There was a passenger car parked outside, sparse and with police lights. As soon as I saw the bus that picked us up, I thought about what the hell the prison we were going to look like.

When I was brought here, there were three guards in the car, but this time, there were only two. One is the driver, and the other is to greet us.

The driver doesn't remember the guy who greeted us, I often saw him in prison later, he was a killer of our prison's SWAT team, he looked like a B disaster victim, and no one would notice it when he was thrown in the garbage heap.

Don't look at his ghostly appearance, he is still a hooligan figure, his eyes reveal the vision that only those unreasonable gangsters in society have, he speaks very roughly, and has a lot of ballast.

He drove us into the car viciously, so I won't say anything. As soon as he got into the car, he shouted to the old men to "dig" their heads and hold their heads with their hands. Dog's day, I didn't do this when I came, not to mention that this is a police car with a fence, so I look at them so closely.

There is nothing to dig up and hug the head, and some people's heads are not good if they dig a little higher, and he will be scolded for a dog's day. He also has a rule that he is not allowed to look at both sides.

Fuck, we keep our heads up, they don't drive, they don't know what they're doing, they're digging for hours. I'm angry, I'm angry, I can't help it, those gangsters are also angry, and I can't help it.

Finally the car drove up. I don't know how long I drove it, but I secretly glanced at the "disaster victim", who was looking ahead.

I hurriedly took advantage of the darkness of the night to look out the window, the scenery outside was as gray as my heart, the scenery here was not beautiful at all, dirty and chaotic wilderness.

I was thinking, if only someone had carjacked. Isn't there a crutche-free boss in the car? What kind of bastard is he, his brothers in society don't come to save him? And the ghost vein who is very smooth in the detention center? Why didn't he arrange for someone to carjack the car?

I've watched a lot of Hong Kong movies to carjack police cars, and I want someone to carjack the car.

Hey, I see signs of carjacking.