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One: transitional warehouse life
"Get up" gave the order, and everyone got up quickly, and it took about ten minutes from getting up to folding the quilt. Although the quilt is not as good or new as the military quilt, the folding effect of the quilt in the detention center is no worse than that in the army. Angular, boxy. Next, wash your face and brush your teeth. I also had a few who just went in a few days ago, because we were still suspects, and there was no way for our families to meet each other. So we don't have a toothbrush at all, let alone toothpaste and face towels. Next, we all outsourced the operation and back supervision regulations. I just went in and asked me to memorize all the rules of the wall in a week. “1,2,1;1234; 1,2,3,4 "In the command, they were walking together in the outer steps, each shouting at the top of his voice. At the end, I had been trained in militarization in the factory before, so quickly, very quickly I was in it and became one with them. This point was seen by the boss in the warehouse. I said it was a great opportunity. After the morning exercise, we all squatted in the outer warehouse, waiting for breakfast. "2654, come to the front" "Arrive", I walked to the front and continued to squat there with my head down. Because when talking to the head of the warehouse, you should crouch in front of him. "I see you're doing pretty well, have you been in before?" "Report, no." "I work in the factory, and I have participated in military training before, so I know a little." I have to disguise, I have to be humble. In front of the boss, he can't know more than him. "Then you do it, shout a few times for me to listen." I did what I had learned in the factory and shouted a few times. At the same time, I took a look at him, and I could see from his face that he was still satisfied with my performance. "You'll start shouting morning tomorrow." "Roger." I replied loudly. Breakfast was on it, and the queue began. The room where the prisoner was staying had a door and a small window. The window is slightly larger than the lunch box you are eating. As soon as you hear about the opening of the meal. The people in the warehouse quickly and quickly handed all the lunch boxes from the window to the outside, and the people outside handed them in from the window after the boxes were made one by one. In order to ensure efficiency, reduce the waste of time. Everybody's in place. When the person on the outside passes the first lunch box to the first person inside, the person inside quickly passes it down. There are usually 2-3 people next to the first person to pass the meal. The division of labor between these people will be explained later. When all the lunch boxes are full, the window closes. Next, the boss of the warehouse (hereinafter referred to as the warehouse) said, "No," "Yes," and we all replied loudly. "Dinner." We heard Kuratou's instructions before we could start eating. The so-called breakfast, half a bowl of porridge, said to be a bowl, because porridge is different from dry rice, in the process of passing, although very careful, but there are still a lot of spills on the floor. After breakfast, we went into the inner warehouse again, because today is Sunday, there is no work to do, and in the morning everyone is learning to memorize the rules. After eating at noon, take a nap. Before taking a nap, Kuratou said that today and Sunday will be a welcome ceremony and concert for "new recruits". I quietly asked my fellow inmates nearby. He told me. Every week, if a new prisoner comes in, every Sunday there is a welcome ceremony to welcome you into our family, and everyone is required to perform their talents. He also told me to prepare well, and asked me not to sing the original version, but to change the lyrics and put them into life to reflect the voices of those of us. I didn't expect there to be so many requests. At 19:00 in the evening, the party officially kicked off. Everybody sits down there. Half of the inner warehouse is laid for the prisoners to sleep, and half of the prisoners sleep underground. "The host is invited." I saw the two of them slowly walking towards the stage with a "microphone" (the so-called microphone is made of toothpaste box) in their hands.
A: Distinguished leaders and guests;
B: Dear friends and fellow inmates;
He: Good evening, everyone!
A: In this day of singing and dancing, birds contending, purple and red, and gorgeous and colorful, we ushered in the Xth welcome ceremony and concert of our cang.
A: Only when there is fate can we get together, and only when there is a heart can we cherish it. As long as we all have others in our hearts, our society will be like a big family. As long as we all do our best, we will still have a chance to meet again in the future.
The people below laughed ....
B: When others are happy, it is as if I am free, and when others are hurt, I am willing to open my truest arms; Invite him into our warehouse.
The people below laughed again......
A: Now please listen to the song "I Want to Go Back to My Hometown" brought by XX. A warm welcome from everyone. Applause rang out, where were the screams.....
I want to go back to my hometown
Back to her
Look at her gentleness and kindness
to soothe my heartache
Just let me go back to my hometown
Back to her
Let her gentleness and kindness
to soothe my heartache
.....
Thinking of parting, her tearful face
I couldn't stop crying
......
The song has not been sung, he himself can't control himself at all, tears are flowing out, he can't sing at all, he is singing with his heart...... Looking at the people below, their eyes were full of tears..... There were a few people who cried out loud.
B: Don't cry easily, because crying makes us dependent and vulnerable. Before he finished speaking, he himself had become a tearful man.
Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place. I'm thinking.
B: Now let's listen to the next one's cheerful, happy and happy flirt song, haha
Another person walked on the stage, estimated to be about 20 years old, and it can be seen from the following speech that at least he is also an old fritter with three in and three out.
"Thank you to the party, thank you, I will be invited to the XX Guarding Year Restaurant again, and thank you to everyone who is doing my work for care and support, I will have the opportunity to go out in the future, I will work harder." Next, I'll bring you a song, I don't know the name, thank you."
First time going to your house
You're not here
Your mom said you went grocery shopping and haven't come back yet
Second time to your house
You're not here
Your mom said you went to wash vegetables by the river and haven't come back yet
Third time to your house
You're not here
The little yellow dog at the door of your house barks (the people below, learn to bark loudly)
Fourth time to your house
You're at home
Your dad said I was a hooligan and kicked me out
Fifth time to your house
You're at home
I went to your room and it got hard underneath
......
Hahahaha, in laughter, after listening to this song, everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.
A: In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch. How many lovers yearn in their hearts, due to the arrangement in the underworld, the creation of people, the end of the world, leaving only all kinds of helplessness in the heart, can only sigh in the good memories, now we have invited our instructor (me) to sing "on the water side", please welcome everyone's applause.
And here I go:
Distinguished guests, leaders and dear friends, good evening: the towering Xiongfeng Mountain, the winter wind of the Yongle River spreads the good news, and the tiger sings. Looking back on the past, we are full of pride, and for the sake of common ideals, we prisoners have walked out of solid footprints with our inexhaustible wisdom and steady steps. Looking forward to the future, we have a heavy responsibility on our shoulders, and for the dream in our hearts, we will continue to use our hard-working hands and unchanging belief to create success and glory for everyone in our prison cell. (There is laughter below, hahahaha......)
The grass is pale and the fog is vast
There's a beautiful woman on the water side
The green grass is green and the white mist is blurred
There was a beautiful woman who lived by the water
I would like to swim against the current
Snuggle up beside her
There is a dangerous beach in front of it, and the road is long and long
I'd like to go down the river to find her way
......
Next, I will sing an adapted version of "Everyone Paddles the Big Boat" for everyone (because everyone felt good in the afternoon, the arranger in the warehouse, we rehearsed it with the whole warehouse)
A crime, the difficulty of the police off
It's easy to escape from a crime
A fight, weak can't help the wind and rain
Several people together, side by side, knock him down, knock him down
......
That's how the concert was held from 7 p.m. to 10 p.m.
Everyone was very happy tonight, the happiest I have been in this week. Before going to bed, Cangtou said that everyone was doing well today, wait a minute, make a cigarette for everyone to smoke, one for ten people, and take turns to smoke in the triangle warehouse. I'm the tenth person, and most of the cigarette butts left for me are sponge cigarette butts, basically no tobacco shreds, I inhale hard, fortunately there is a little bit of smoke, and I have a great sense of satisfaction. Even the burned cigarette butts were smoked twice, and there was a burning smell. (The sources of cigarettes in the detention center are divided into the following types: 1: Some of the canteens themselves know the detention center's correctional staff outside, and the correctional church smokes cigarettes for them, or the correctional church finds his family members and sells them for him to smoke at a high price; 2: Buy at a high price from the prison officers who fetch food or water outside; 3: Because the outer warehouse is managed by an open skylight, sometimes when the correctional or armed police patrol it, the prisoners in the outer warehouse shout loudly first, good sir. Then and to the armed police or discipline whether there is a cigarette, or see them smoking cigarette butts dropped)
The internal court in the warehouse, the new prisoners in the warehouse, after entering the second week, the people in the warehouse will have a trial. The details at the time of the trial are as follows: Cangtou - position Bao Qingtian; Around him, Ma Zai will arrange four people - Dynasty, Ma Han, Zhang Long, and Zhao Hu. Master, Gongsun Ce, the time is set for the second week Wednesday at 7 p.m. Kuratou, sitting on the bed board above, and four other people stood beside him, two on each side. Mr. Gongsun, the grandfather, held a small fan (folded with paper) and shook it around. It shouts "Ascension"; The people below shouted "mighty". Kuratou then took the toothpaste box with the toothpaste in his hand and slapped it on the bed.
"Dynasty, Ma Han, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu."
"In"
"Bringing prisoners"
Then I was escorted by the four of them to the front of the barn, and "kneeling" and I threw myself on the ground.
"Name, Where, Crime"
"My name is XXX, I am from XX Province and XX County, and I was arrested mainly for fraud." "Don't be honest, come on, slap mouth". Then I got two big mouths. After the interrogation, I was tortured again. The so-called Great Punishment Serving, two men dragged me to the triangular chamber and asked me to draw any card from the playing cards. It's just a few punches when you get to. Among them, the small king is 14 points, and the big king is 15 points. As a result, my luck was very good, and I was beaten 14 times after smoking a little king. I was lying on the floor. The next few weeks were fine, no new people came in, and I still slept by the toilet. The main thing is that in the past few weeks, several prisoners have been arrested and transferred to other warehouses (arrest warehouses), so that we can sleep a little more spacious at night, and sometimes we can lie flat or turn over. Later, a new prisoner entered our barn, and the place where I slept was given to him as a matter of course. He was a man of about 45 years old. Entered our warehouse that afternoon. The initial experience was the same as mine, except that it was completely different when the court was held in the warehouse. When the court was held in the warehouse that day, he said that he had been caught for the theft. Time flies, it's almost 37 days, and I know that I can't be released, and sure enough, on the night of the 37th day, I was transferred to the arrest cell.
Two: Arrest warehouse life
Life in the arrest warehouse is not so monotonous, and at the same time, the family can send clothes or transfer money. After I received the money, I first bought toothpaste, toothbrush and towel, because I haven't brushed my teeth for nearly 40 days, I haven't brushed my teeth for 40 days, my exhaled breath doesn't smell at all, and I don't even have any food stuck between my teeth. Of course, I can't let the food get stuck between my teeth, and I can't eat enough most of the time, so I don't even let go of the food between my teeth. Generally in this kind of warehouse, everyone is good to live their own lives. Later, I found out that you must have money or cigarettes in the detention center or prison. With these two things, no one will oppress you, on the contrary, more people will slap you. In the arrest barn, there was a farewell party every week, and the farewell party was sent one after another, and they were sent to prison for sentence. At the same time, it usually takes 3 to 5 months from the arrest to the court verdict, and after these months everyone gets along together, everyone has feelings. Sometimes they are reluctant to leave. I remember that at a farewell party, a prisoner killed his girlfriend and was sentenced to death. The night before, the disciplinarian asked him what he wanted to eat and what he had to say, and he was going to be shot early the next morning. That night we had a very special, very special farewell party for him alone. I still remember vividly that night he asked the disciplinarian to find a way to get him a guitar, and he sang a song to us at the end. At about 3 a.m. the next day, the correctional and armed police came and opened the barn door. At the same time, the disciplinarian also brought him a guitar. He said to give him another 5 minutes, and we all got up and listened to him play and sing "The Love of My Life"
Yesterday and today passed and will not come back
The color of the red face falls and turns pale
Once upon a time and until now, love is still there
I am willing to wait for your wandering, beyond the white clouds
The lover is gone, never to return
Speechless, sighing, love is not there
Although the flowers will be scattered, they will bloom again
It's like the love of the next world, outside the white clouds
Love is sad
Fate cannot be changed in the world
Let go and no longer love each other
Could it be that this is a providence?
......
The lover is gone, never to return
Speechless, sighing, love is not there
Although the flowers will be scattered, they will bloom again
It's like the love of the next world, outside the white clouds
Love is sad
Fate cannot be changed in the world
Let go and no longer love each other
Could it be that this is a providence?
Love is sad
Fate cannot be changed in the world
Let go and no longer love each other
Could it be that this is a providence?
Could it be that this is a providence?
......
The entire detention center seemed so quiet, only his heart-rending voice echoed in the detention center. Everyone listened silently as the sound echoed through the sky. Is this a providence of God, is this an arrangement of heaven.....
Later, he met a "hermit" in the arrest warehouse, (the so-called ancient explanation of the hermit is as follows: the hermit is first and foremost an intellectual, one of the members of the "scholar" class. Not all people who live in the countryside and mountains and forests can be called hermits, those who aspire to enter the government but have no opportunity or ability to enter the government are not hermits, and those uneducated farmers and woodcutters are not hermits; Only those who can maintain an independent personality, pursue freedom of thought, do not compromise, do not attach themselves to power, have extraordinary talents and knowledge, and are truly unwilling to enter the profession from the heart, can be called hermits. And now the so-called hermit: refers to those who are already having lunch or even dinner, and he is still washing his face and brushing his teeth) He said that he was the deputy general manager of a pharmaceutical company, who was arrested for embezzlement, and had been in the detention center for three years, and still had not been sentenced. At the same time, he hired a team of lawyers to help him fight this lawsuit. Some of what he said cannot be verified, but it is certain that he is indeed the deputy general manager of a pharmaceutical company, who was indeed arrested for embezzlement, and has indeed spent three years in the detention center. In the past three years, he has people bring a lot of books, especially the five elements and eight hangings. I'm wondering if he will go out and change his career to fortune-telling in the future. Because I'm also a bit of a cultural person, we talk a lot together. He is a native of Hunan, graduated from university in 1994 and came to Shenzhen to join the company, and after more than ten years to achieve the position of deputy general manager, he also bought a house in Shenzhen and settled in Shenzhen. In the past three years, he has lost his life and freedom in the detention center, so that he will look at money very lightly, he has said, he has said not once: as long as he can be given freedom now, he can not have a hukou, a house, not even a wife and children.... Once a person loses his freedom, it is a serious torture and destruction of his will and spirit. In the months that followed, the verdicts in our warehouse came one by one. He was eventually sentenced to 7 years. After deducting more than 3 years in the detention center, there were no more years in prison. I ended up being sentenced to 2 years. After deducting the six months I spent in the detention center, I spent another one year and six months in prison. By the time my verdict came down, most of the people in the same warehouse had already been sent to prison, and the six of us were relatively late. That night we had another farewell party. At the same time left a way to connect with each other. In fact, although it was only a few months, it was a fellow inmate in distress after all. Three days before I went to prison, a new prisoner was transferred to our barn. He probably couldn't write, but one day, he handed me a cigarette, and I remember it was one, how extravagant and generous. "Brother do me a favor and write me a letter back." "Okay, no problem, you can probably tell me what you want to say, I'll write it in the evening, and I'll read it to you then." "Okay" Later, we talked for a while. From the chat, I learned that he was arrested for drug abuse, and once he was arrested by the special police when he was trading heroin with 3 kilograms of heroin in a hotel. "I've heard that the people who commit poison are outlaws, and because if you catch them, you're basically shot, so you all have guns." Actually, I said this when I listened to other people's small talk after I entered the detention center. "Yes, when the police rushed in, I had already pulled out my gun and pointed it at the police, and the moment I was about to shoot, I thought of my two children, my wife, and my parents, so I didn't shoot." "Later, when I was arrested, the policeman probably knew, and I could have shot him to death, and he knew I hadn't done it. In the subsequent arraignment and investigation, the policeman also helped me with a lot of good things, and also provided some information, trying to give me leniency and do my best not to sentence me to death. Later, it was said that there was indeed no death penalty, only a reprieve.