0042 It's not easy for adults, hey
There are three main types of people in prisons, one is gang members, these people are the main part of prison inmates, and they are also the most "indestructible" part, no matter what era, who is in power, these people will always be the majority of prison people.
The second type of people belong to the more fashionable criminal behavior, most of them are related to cheating, fraud, these people are not gang members, they come in not because they did something, but they are not cautious enough, they are not cunning enough, and they are caught by those police or agents.
The third group of people can basically be said to have no in the regional prison of Sabin, these people have not committed any crimes, and they can even leave the prison anytime and anywhere.
Being in prison is just a means for them, of course, they may also be used, most of these people will serve their sentences in some of the more famous federal prisons, but even if they are in prison, they can still influence the politics, economy, culture and even military of the entire federation.
As for the rest, there are different reasons, but not so many, people like Michael Jr. who have no gang background tend to be recruited by gangs in prison, and many gangs also see prison as a major source of blood.
No one will be discriminated against too much here, of course classes will definitely still exist, and if prisons can eliminate classes, then ...... Wouldn't it have been a long time ago?
There are people, there is class, there is society, little Michael was not treated too harshly because of his young age, in this kind of place that emphasizes personal martial arts, bullying a half-old child will only make people despised, not admirable.
But if little Michael's father is a person with a "license", then the situation will be different, because most of the people here are caught by those who have "licenses".
In this eerie atmosphere, it's time for lunch, and in the Sabine District Jail, lunch is followed by a lunch break, after which is free time, then dinner and an hour and a half of entertainment where they can watch TV.
Then there was the shower time and the night break, and finally the lights out, and everyone lived a very fulfilling day, at least more fulfilling than when they were drunk and dreaming outside.
Little Michael came to the cooking place with a rubber dinner plate, and the prisoner in charge of cooking would give him more meat and vegetables than others a few days ago, but today, the guy took a spoon and scooped a spoonful of runny paste on the edge of the vegetable bowl and buckled it directly into Little Michael's plate.
He looked at the prisoner who was cooking, the prisoner looked impatient, and before he could say anything, suddenly a force erupted from behind him, and he was stumbled forward by someone, and the whole person fell to the ground.
He lay in the rotten vegetable soup, a little at a loss, and the guards in charge of guarding the prisoners only glanced at them and withdrew their gaze, as long as these people did not riot, they were not very likely to interfere with the conflicts between the prisoners.
The prison is a unique small society, with a unique social formation, and no one will take the initiative to interfere in the absence of major incidents.
Little Michael got up and was just about to put the plate up, when one foot stepped on his plate, he bent over and looked up, and the person who stepped on his plate lowered his head and looked down at him, one dazed, the other indifferent.
No one in the restaurant applauded, no one cheered, but most of the people looked at it with a smile, and if that person hadn't revealed Michael's identity background, someone might have stood up to stop him, such as those who planned to recruit him into their gang.
But now, everyone is watching a good show, and for those who have "licenses" and even their families, they are instinctively hated here.
The man who stepped on Little Michael's plate turned his ankle and crushed the rubber plate on the ground, leaving a ...... on it There were some yellow-black stained footprints, faintly emitting some stench, little Michael's stomach pouch suddenly contracted, and then a desire to vomit made him run to the trash can, and spit out something that had not been digested in the morning.
Before he realized that his good days were over, just as he was vomiting, someone suddenly ripped off his pants, and he picked it up and planted it headfirst into the garbage can, where some leftover garbage from other people's eating, saliva, thick phlegm, and the vomit he had just made, and his head went blank for a while......
When he was pulled out by the prison guards, he hadn't reacted yet, and he only felt that everything had changed in an instant.
At the same time, news began to spread rapidly in the city of Sabin and throughout the state, and the head of the investigation team of the Federal Tax Service abused his power and almost killed an innocent citizen to God.
Just like Lynch estimated at the beginning, he did not use the power of justice to challenge the law enforcement power of the tax bureau, but used the media to frantically tear their faces, which played a key role.
Michael was sent to the city limits of Sebin on the same day, and was imprisoned at his residence — the head of the federal tax service in Sebin personally intervened to temporarily release Michael on bail, and if he remained in the police station, it would only allow the reporters to find more points to attack the tax office, such as "why was he detained in the police station if he was not at fault?"
He had to get Michael out, at least so that the stupid citizens wouldn't be led by the media.
At Michael's home, the director was rarely angry, "You are too impulsive, do you know that the General Administration scolded me on the phone for more than half an hour today?"
At around seven o'clock in the morning, a large number of reporters surrounded the ...... like flies that smelled a foul smell No, it was the little bees that smelled the fragrance of flowers surrounded Lynch, and nurses, doctors and even made up shocking articles through their own brain supplements, including two federal-level media, before nine o'clock, basically all seventeen states of the federation knew about it, and public opinion began to ferment.
In fact, I don't know how many times this kind of thing happens every year, but this time there is obviously a driving force behind it, and the Federal Tax Administration has begun to pay attention and warned the director that if he can't calm down the matter as soon as possible, the Ministry of Supervision may have to send a commissioner to Sabin City to conduct a secret investigation.
At that time, Michael will not be the only one who will be unlucky, and it will not be as simple as "exile" to a remote place, they will not only lose their jobs, but may also go to jail.
For these people with "licenses", it is easier to go to prison than to kill them, they will be severely humiliated by those who are sent in by their own hands, and life is better than death.
Michael lowered his head and didn't say a word, he had a bad temper, but he was not a fool, he already knew what the consequences of these stupid things he did impulsively, it was too late to say anything, it was better to wait for the director's anger to finish and then discuss how to deal with the aftermath.
The director scolded him for a while, and finally sighed, "I really want to protect you, but the above means to throw you out to calm the anger of the people......"
Michael looked up at the director suddenly, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, how much is he also a middle-level cadre, and he gave up when he said he gave up?
The Director avoided his gaze and shook his head with a wry smile, "You found the wrong opponent, you know?", without waiting for Michael to answer, the Director continued, "I thought Lynch would sue you, if he really did it to be simple, once it comes to the issue of law enforcement powers, the General Administration will be on our side, no matter what you do." ”
"But I heard that he has forgiven you in front of the media, and he has said some good things for you, and he has given up the idea of suing you, do you know how much trouble you are in now?"
Michael may not know it yet, but the director knows very well that the more generous Lynch becomes, the more angry the media and the public become, even if part of their anger is directed at Lynch - angry that he does not dare to stand up for his rights.
But their anger was more directed at Michael and those behind him, and under the media frenzy, Lynch's concession would be seen as a concession to not dare to fight the tax office, and in the final analysis, it was a matter of excessive power of the federal bureaus.
Over the years, there have been hundreds of thousands of discussions about whether the federal departments have too much power to enforce the law, but each time it has been dismissed, and this time it will definitely be the result, but someone will always be responsible for it.
Michael, there is no one more suitable than him.
"I'll try my best to save you, but in case it ......", he patted Michael on the arm, "Don't blame me for not doing my best, in fact, the best thing to do now is for you to ask Lynch for this, if you can appear in front of the media together, things may have a turn!"