The high wall is gray, there are some black stains on it, the barbed wire on the wall is full of spikes, which looks very scary, and there is a circle of iron mesh outside the wall, and the iron mesh is covered with spiked wire from top to bottom.

The prison gate was cast of iron, thick and heavy, and ordinary cars could not be damaged, and the police car stopped at the door for a while, and the gate was moved to the side by the drive of the motor, and only moved out more than the width of a car before it stopped, and the police car just drove in, and the door closed again.

Behind the gate was a small square, empty, and anyone running towards the gate would be seen by the police in the nearby tower, where guns were placed.

It's a very strict prison.

The police car drove to the innermost part of the small square, where the prison guards with guns were already waiting, and in front of them stood a tall, red-faced, shy bald middle-aged man, staring at the police car with keen eyes.

The bailiff got out of the car first, then took Sun An out, took out two handover documents and handed them to the middle-aged man, his movements looked cautious, there was a feeling of groveling, and he seemed to be overwhelmed by the momentum of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man reached out and took the document, turned his back to his back, and never looked at the bailiff, but looked directly into Sun An's eyes, motionless and without saying a word.

Sun An didn't show any toughness, he lowered his head very cooperatively, he looked like a child who had made a mistake, the people imprisoned here are all felons and death row prisoners, not people with rules, and the prison must give a dismissal, so that those prisoners can be more behaving and dare not make mistakes.

It is necessary not to have a conflict with the prison authorities, just not to offend the waiter in the restaurant, otherwise you will never know if there is saliva in your dish, and if you want to stay comfortable here, it is still necessary to cooperate.

The middle-aged man seemed to be satisfied with Sun An's reaction, walked up to Sun An with his hands behind his back, grinned, and said, "You are such a beautiful young man, you have to suffer a lot here with me. ”

Sun An raised his head and said with a bitter face: "No way, I don't want to come either." ”

The middle-aged man laughed loudly and said, "Probably none of the people who came here volunteered. ”

Sun An looked at the prison guards with guns, he didn't know if the prison guards who fought with criminals all day long were considered an ideal career, although they were civil servants, but they had great psychological pressure and few promotion channels.

"I'm the warden here, and my surname is Feng. The middle-aged man routinely introduced himself, signed the handover document, handed one of them back to the bailiff, took the other copy, and stood in front of Sun An with his hands behind his back.

The two bailiffs hurriedly returned to the police car, the car reversed a section, turned around, and quickly drove to the gate, and when the gate opened, just as the width of the car had not stopped, the police car drove out, as if fleeing from something.

Warden Feng's gaze moved back from the slowly closing iron door, looked at Sun An, and said, "Now that you have been handed over to me, you are part of this prison, do you know the rules?"

"What rules?" Sun An only has experience in robbing prisons, but has no experience in prison.

"Everything I said is the rules, you can only eat when I let you eat, you can only sleep when I let you sleep, you have to lie on your stomach when I tell you to lie on your stomach, you have to kneel when I make you kneel, you have to kneel when I let you lick the toilet with your tongue, you can't wipe it with your hands, I let you hit your head against the wall and you can't kick with your feet, that's the rule. "I have probably said it too many times, and Prison Director Feng spoke very smoothly, and there was no jam at all.

"Oh......" Sun An nodded, thought for a while, and asked, "I can accept this rule, I just want to know if you are a messy person?" I'm afraid that on a whim, I suddenly asked me to lick the toilet, it would be a bit too wrong." ”

Warden Feng's eyes narrowed, they weren't big, and they were almost invisible, but a glimmer of light still squeezed out of the gap, looking a little scary, and said coldly: "Aren't those people who were killed wronged?"

"Hmm...... There is some truth to this, but I killed them for a reason, not on a whim, nor to satisfy my desires. Sun An said helplessly.

Warden Feng snorted coldly: "I also have my reasons, and it's not easy to find a reason. ”

"Makes sense. Sun An nodded emphatically.

"You seem to be quite special, the boss actually wants me to ignore you, hmph, those people know that sitting in the office and talking nonsense, visiting the prison will be scared to pee their pants, thinking that a phone call can make me obedient, it's really stupid, you tell me, what kind of special law are you?"

Sun An glanced up at the tall fat man and said, "When you signed the handover document just now, you didn't look at the charges written on it, but you can tell that I killed someone in one bite, which means that you already know why I'm special, so there's no need to explain, right?"

Warden Feng's eyes narrowed again, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Sun An in the stomach.

Sun An was wearing shackles and had difficulty moving, so he had to press down with both hands, and took a small step back with the force of this kick, frowning and raising his head.

"Rules. Warden Feng didn't chase after Sun An, but just said lightly, "What I say is the rule, if I ask you, you have to answer well, play smart with me, and you will only be the one who suffers in the end." ”

"I really forgot about this stubble," Sun An straightened up again, glanced at the reaction of those prison guards, and said with a smile, "I just had surgery, I have a wound in my stomach, I can't kick it, I will kill people if I kick it, and I don't play tricks, people are always much smarter than I thought." ”

The guards were expressionless, as if they hadn't seen what had just happened.

Warden Feng picked up the handover document in his hand, opened it and took a look, and found the column that recorded Sun An's physical condition, and then the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he saw food or beautiful women.

"Let's go, bring it in. He straightened his wind-blown hair, closed his bald cap again, and turned to walk towards the small door in front of him.

Immediately, two prison guards came up, holding Sun An from the left and the right, and led him to follow Prison Director Feng inside.

The door was indeed not big, and it could accommodate at most two Prison Wardens Feng to pass side by side, and Sun An and the two prison guards walked in easily.

As soon as the light dimmed, behind the door was a room like a reception room, and Warden Feng continued to walk inside, while Sun An was led by two prison guards to the front of the "counter".

"How big are you wearing?" asked the famous prison guard standing behind the counter.

"M. Sun An replied.

The guard turned around and took out a set of dark blue clothes, an orange waistcoat, and a pair of rubber-soled galoshes from the cabinet in the back and placed them on the counter.

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