The single room is a single room, but it is not luxurious at all, located at the end of this corridor, a small narrow room of only a few square meters, with walls on three sides, an iron fence, no windows, and only light by electric lights.

There was only a small bed and a metal toilet and toilet in the cell, two wooden planks nailed to the wall that could be used to store things, the walls were mottled with countless marks made with fingernails, and the electric light was embedded in the ceiling and protected by steel wire mesh.

In the entire cell, the only household item was half a roll of toilet paper.

As soon as Sun An walked in, the door closed behind him and was locked.

This is a special cell, and the other cells in the prison are relatively large, but they are for four people, with two bunk beds.

came in a hurry, Sun An didn't bring anything, but he was not in a hurry, Liang Chen would definitely not leave him alone, towels, toothbrushes and other things had to be delivered, as well as the mobile phone he wanted.

"The vest can only be taken off after entering the cell, and it must be put on when you leave the cell. The prison guard who sent Sun An here threw a pamphlet in and turned to leave.

Sun An picked up the booklet and sat on the bed to look through it.

It is written about the system of this prison, get up at six o'clock, breakfast at half past six, go to work at seven o'clock, get off work at twelve o'clock, lunch at half past twelve, let off the wind from thirteen to fourteen o'clock, organize study from fourteen to fifteen o'clock, go to work at half past fifteen, get off work at eighteen o'clock, have dinner at half past eighteen, let off the wind from nineteen to twenty o'clock, organize study from twenty o'clock to twenty o'clock, and turn off the lights at half past twenty o'clock.

Work in prison is paid, but the salary is relatively small, enough to buy some cigarettes and smoke, and like study, work is one of the forms of reform, which is written in the "Prison Law", and criminals who have the ability to work must participate in labor.

If there were no terrible prisoners, prison life would not be much different from ordinary life, except that you could not go out shopping and remember.

It's not the cramped spaces and the cold iron fences that are scary, it's the prisoners.

"Hey, what's your name?" The prisoner came, an old man with a wrinkled face and gray hair, who looked to be in his eighties, with only two teeth left, hunched back, his knees bent, as if he couldn't straighten out, squinting at Sun An, as if he was about to lose sight.

It's now more than five o'clock in the afternoon, it's work time, he should not be able to continue working, so he can stay in the prison restricted area, in addition to the old man, there are dozens of people in the prison, I don't know why they didn't go to work, they all stayed in their cells.

Sun An reported his name, shrunk into the bed, leaned against the wall and asked, "What about you?"

"Liu Yun, they call me Lao Liu. The old man squinted his eyes and said, then asked, "You can live in a single room, is there someone up there?"

"I'm not small. Sun An said with a smile.

Lao Liu shook his head disdainfully: "If you were really not small, you wouldn't have come here, and you would have gone to a high-level prison for the superior people." ”

"Makes sense. Sun An nodded, he is indeed not small, and there are people on top, but most of them have become enemies.

Lao Liu continued to shake his head, as if he couldn't stop: "You'd better apply to be transferred out, go to an ordinary cell, and be beaten for a few nights. ”

"Jealous?" Sun An understood what Lao Liu meant, the single room was naturally comfortable, there was no need to smell other people's stinky feet, and he lived here to pull hatred, but his hatred had been pulled by Prison Commander Feng, and it didn't make a difference if he couldn't live here.

"Rules. Lao Liu was still shaking his head.

"Rules...... Comfortable ......" Sun An raised his hands, palms like up, like a scale, one hand held the rules, the other hand held comfortable, and finally the right hand went up, and finally went down, "It's still the most important thing to be comfortable." ”

Lao Liu still shook his head, as if he was sighing for Sun An: "If you don't understand the rules, you will suffer a big loss, how old do you think I am now?"

The standard answer to this kind of question is to guess smaller, Sun An thought about it and said, "It's less than seventy." ”

It looks like eighty, but I guessed that I couldn't guess seventy, and I was already more than ten years younger.

Lao Liu grinned, revealing the two yellow teeth like grains of rice, and shook his head: "Early fifties." ”

He was expecting Sun An's surprised expression, but Sun An remained calm and said, "It's really urging people to grow old." ”

"Hey, it's not the rivers and lakes, it's the fist, I've lived here for 30 years, I'm afraid that I will stay in the infirmary for five years, and I will survive, but the internal organs have been injured too much, and people will be good and bad, and they will grow old quickly, and when I learn to obey the rules, it will be too late to regret it." Lao Liu sighed.

Sun An smiled: "In fact, it is much more comfortable to make rules than to learn to abide by them." ”

This tone was a little scary, Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, and smiled disdainfully: "It's comfortable when you're in a coma in the infirmary, you don't have to think about anything, you can't feel anything, but people will still wake up, and the pain after waking up is not so easy to bear." ”

"If you want to live comfortably, you have to pay a price. Sun An said indifferently, like an ignorant hairy guy.

Lao Liu's eyes narrowed again, shook his head and left.

Sun An lay down on the bed, the pillow was a little short, he put his hands behind his head, cocked Erlang's legs, closed his eyes and raised his eyes.

It is dangerous to underestimate anyone in prison, Lao Liu looks like a dragon and a bell, but no one knows if it is pretended, the prison is playing the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle, and it will not be respected because of age - strictly speaking, there is no reason to be respected at all, just like a spoiler, born first, watch first, it's not a big deal.

Natural selection, if Lao Liu didn't have any means, how could he survive here for thirty years - whether this time was true or not.

The old man has wisdom, Sun An is not afraid of fighting wits, he is more worried about the problem of violence, he rested for two days, the wound is fine, he can move, but the strenuous exercise is still dangerous, the gunshot wound on the shoulder is no problem, the bullet was taken out at that time, and the wound was treated by a top surgeon, and he was basically able to move.

Weapons, first of all, you still have to have weapons, although his strength is sports warfare, running and fighting in an extremely fast, contrary to common sense, but he can also fight while standing in place, and the kung fu such as grappling and small hands is not bad, and if there is no mobility, it is necessary to control the enemy as soon as possible, and weapons have become very necessary.

Of course, the tea knife can't be brought in, judging from Prison Director Feng's control over the prison, mobile phones and everything are dangerous, and he must make weapons.

After thinking for a while, Sun An suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and fumbled on the bed for a while, picked up the booklet, and smiled on his face.

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