Volume 1 Chapter 287 The First Day in the Detention Center
It took a full two hours for the story to come to an end.
"That's it." I said, "We are forced to have no choice, and if we don't take action, the secondary school will come to us." ”
The policeman next to Wu Haisheng didn't seem to be able to catch up with my speed, and was still diligently writing records, Wu Haisheng's two eyebrows were twisted together, and a face full of majesty in Chinese characters: "Who beat the three seriously injured students of the secondary school?" ”
"I don't know, a scuffle of thousands of people, a few seriously injured is nothing, I think it's lucky that there are no dead - of course, before the operation, I told them, don't kill people, otherwise it won't end well."
"You're quite responsible."
"That is, there is a difference between being highly educated and those who are legally illiterate."
"Poof", a policeman laughed: "You are a high school student, what kind of higher education is it......"
"Hey, Uncle Policeman, that's not good, what's wrong with high school students? We high school students ......"
"Enough" Wu Haisheng suddenly slapped the table and stood up menacingly: "Wu Tao, do you think you are quite capable?" ”
The room suddenly fell silent, and the few policemen next to him didn't even dare to come out.
"Wu Ju, you have wronged me. I call it a confession of sins, and I will do my best to cooperate with your work. "Actually, I'm a broken jar, anyway, it's already like this, it's better to have some fun by yourself, and make it so lifeless.
"If you had put this mind on Cao Ye's case, it would have been solved long ago" Wu Haisheng gritted his teeth and looked at me with hatred.
"Wu Ju, you really think highly of me." I'm so upset, can this compare? Just like Yu Xiaowei said, they have no way to take that case with these old fritters, and they actually pin their hopes on a child who doesn't understand hair?
"That's it, do things according to the process, where should you be closed" Wu Haisheng didn't seem to want to say a word to me, stood up and walked out, several policemen followed behind him, and only one policeman in charge of recording stayed at the end. The policeman walked over and handed over the document he had just recorded: "Take a look, and sign it if there is no problem." ”
I took it and looked at it, and the consequence of two hours was to sprinkle thousands of words, I didn't expect myself to be so literate, and the story was told with ups and downs, and a thousand twists and turns. There is no doubt that the policeman in front of him is a faithful recorder. I signed my name, and while I was doing this, the police said softly: "Actually, I also graduated from No. 1 Middle School." ”
"Huh?" I looked up.
"If I wasn't a cop, I'd have to give you a thumbs up." The police said: "You don't know, we were bullied by the secondary school that year, and a total of five girls were raped by the secondary school around three years...... It was useless to report the crime, the police came and made a show and left. The boss of our class was a bear bag, and he didn't even dare to fart from beginning to end......"
The policeman shook his head, opened the door with the folder and left, and I was the only one in the room, and no one told me what to do next. After waiting for a while, two policemen came in and let me go without saying a word. I instinctively asked, "Where to go?" ”
"Detention center, temporarily hold for a period of time, just wait patiently for the court to begin."
"Can I apply for bail pending trial before the trial?" I used to live in a detention center for a week, and I heard the prisoner in the number say this word, to the effect that he paid a certain amount of security deposit, and he could stay outside until the trial, but he had to be summoned with him, and I was in this situation now, and I could be released on bail before the trial.
"I know a lot." One of the policemen said, "Yes, you can, but it's usually hard to succeed, so if you have a strong relationship, you can try." With that, the two of them handcuffed me, escorted me out the door, put me in a police car, and drove to the Wenshui County Detention Center in the suburbs. When I arrived at the detention center, the handover process was very fast, and after the two policemen left, the staff of the detention center began to conduct a routine search of my body and then asked me to hand over all my belongings. I quickly said, "Can I make a call?" ”
"Let's fight." The staff was very good talkative.
I quickly took out my mobile phone and called Song Yang. In the past, I heard people in the number say that from detention to evidence collection to court hearing, it is often necessary to wait for a long time, at least a few months, at most a year or two, and take advantage of this time to be released on bail pending trial, and maybe you can go home for the New Year.
I told me about the situation on my side, and Song Yang said that he knew, and he would help me handle it as soon as possible, so that I could stay at ease. I handed over my phone, my body was empty, I couldn't even bring a box of cigarettes, and the four of them followed the police into the detention area. When I came to an iron gate, the police let me in. I was also familiar with the road, so I walked in naturally, although it was not the same number last time, but the environment was still about the same, a long and narrow room with a dozen beds, an old-fashioned clock and a television that only played between seven and half past seven on the wall, and the edge of the room was a simple water room and toilet (in fact, it was a sink and a pit), and the smell of bad smell could be heard from afar.
The iron door closed, and the dozen or so people in the trumpet turned their heads to look at me, they were doing manual work around a square table, on which there was a mess of white paper, still making small white flowers on the wreath of the dead. I glanced at it, and there was only one sitting on the bed doing nothing, and he was undoubtedly the boss of the house. Each room has a boss, who is mainly responsible for coordinating the relationship between prisoners, and also has some small powers, such as receiving meals, arranging beds, not using work, etc., among which "not used for work" is the most attractive. Those who can be bosses can either fight, or have money, or are guilty of serious crimes. The boss in front of him has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a full chin and beard, and a strong and sturdy figure, like Lu Zhishen in the Water Margin, who undoubtedly belongs to the type of "can fight".
I didn't talk to him, I sat down at the table for the first time, and skillfully made a little white flower. The prisoners around me looked at me and went on without saying a word, most of them with cloudy eyes, dull and numb, accustomed to this day-to-day life.
"Hey, the new one, you come over here." The boss sitting on the bed called.
I walked over and stood still in front of him.
"Lived before?" Seeing how skilled I am at making flowers, anyone can guess what's going on.
I nodded: "Stayed for a month." "Deliberately exaggerated, indicating that he is an old qualification.
"What did you get in last time?"
"Fight."
"What about this time?"
"Fight."
Interrogating the newcomer's case is the task of every cell boss. In the trumpet, thieves and rapists are the most despised.
"How long are you going to stay this time?"
"I don't know, I'll wait until the court starts."
"Hit hard? Why do you have to go to court. "In ordinary fights, the public security bureau can make a decision on how long to detain, and only after a certain amount of detention will it be tried by the court.
I was silent for a while, but I decided to tell the truth, the cell boss hates the prisoner who is full of nonsense, and once he is recognized, the rest of the day will be sad, "I took the students of our school to smash another school, and the direct economic loss is as high as hundreds of thousands, and the sentence may be relatively heavy." ”
As soon as the sentence ended, all the prisoners who were making flowers around the table looked at it. The cell boss also had a blazing eye: "Smash a school? Tell me what's going on, I'm going on? Hey, keep making flowers, don't look around."
I made up my mind, so I had to satisfy the cell boss's curiosity and briefly tell me what had happened.
"More than five hundred? I grass more than 500 people? The cell boss excitedly shouted, "You're the boss of your school, right?" ”
"It's not the boss, it's mainly the brothers who give face."
"Hey, good boy, yes, it's a man" The cell boss was even more excited, patted me on the shoulder, and then said: "But our rules can't be broken, since you have also lived in it, you don't need me to say more, right?"
I nodded, walked to the corner, and crouched down with my head in my hands. This is the dismount, no matter who comes in, they have to go through this process. That time the three of us came in, Ye Yun gave the cell head a salute for the first time, so we were exempted from this process. Not this time, I don't even have a hair, I can't honor this cell leader.
But I had only been squatting for less than a minute when the cell boss called, "Okay, okay, just do it, come on." ”
I stood up, walked over, and the cell boss enthusiastically asked me to sit down, put his arm around my shoulders and said, "Little brother, I feel very close to you, what is your name, where are you from?" I came one by one, and the cell boss said, "Well, you will call me Brother Yang in the future, and as long as I have a bite to eat in the future, I will guarantee that I will not be hungry."
"Thank you, Brother Yang." I'm very grateful, I feel like I've met a good person. However, Brother Yang seemed to be too enthusiastic, in addition to talking endlessly, he touched my arm for a while, and pinched my thigh for a while, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.
After a while, I said, "Brother Yang, I'll go and make flowers." ”
"What kind of flowers, you can just chat with me."
"One more person needs one more job, I'm embarrassed to let everyone do it for me, I'd better go." I stood up, walked to the table and sat down without saying a word, and Brother Yang didn't stop me again.
While I was making flowers, I looked at the prisoners around me, and from today I could call them friends. After scanning around, I found that most of them were older, and I was the youngest of them. In the process of making flowers, everyone rarely spoke, and the atmosphere was much worse than the original atmosphere of our trumpet. stayed up until the dinner time in the evening, Brother Yang received the rice and sent the rice down one by one, which was still the same as the three: steamed buns, pickles, and porridge. Only Brother Yang's treatment is better, two meat dishes and one oily chicken thigh.