The iron door opened, and I went in with the quilt, and the northeasterner who went with me also had two plastic bags of clothes and shoes.

It's the same as the cell just now, except that there are fewer people in it. Inside, there are a few people playing poker in the bed, a few people watching TV, and someone doing laundry and chatting in the room called the vent room.

Someone took the quilt from our hands and took it to the house inside, and then took the lunch box.

The only pale-faced man with hair in the entire cell clapped his hands and said, "Xinkouzi is in the station and ready to take a shower." ”

In the midst of a very obscene uproar, the northeasterner and I stripped naked and were pushed into a small lattice in the corner of the ventilating room. Before I could react, I was poured a basin of cold water on my body, and a person had already stood on the edge of the pool with a rice bowl in one hand and poured water on us, it was biting cold, and my body couldn't stop shivering, and I heard the sound of "clucking" when my teeth touched, I don't know if I was from the Northeast.

"When you come in here, you have to pay attention to hygiene, come, get soap and wash it well." Someone handed over a piece of horsehead soap, "Wipe the soap and wash it well." ”

Under the watchful eye of a group of people who looked like monkeys, I completed the first time in my life that someone helped me to take a bath, which was also the most painful bath.

"Come and register."

Fill out the form again, and the content is exactly the same as it was for the past few days.

After reading the contents of the registration, the person who registered us handed the form to the person who had just asked us to take a bath, and then said to us, "The correctional cadre in our cell is Xia Cadre, and the learner in our number is called Du Ge," and pointed to the man with hair as he said this, "Listen to him in everything, do whatever he is called, and don't talk back." Be honest, you won't lose anything. ”

Learners? Playing back? What a new noun. Is a learner a cell boss? Isn't there a slogan that says "Severely punish cell bosses"? Talking back is talking back or something, right? These questions pop up, but I don't dare to ask.

After reading our information, Brother Du shouted: "Zhou Shaoqing? ”

"Do what?" I replied casually.

I was slapped on the head again, and the person who registered me glared at me and said, "If you want to answer 'yes', remember to answer 'yes' when you hear someone call you in the future, remember!" ”

"You're still a college student, huh? It's not badly written, come, give me a copy of this table. Du Ge threw me two pages, "You can do the things that you have to register when you enter the new port in the future, and the content of the phone calls you want to write to the cadres." ”

"Brother Liang, someone has taken your power?" I heard someone gloating, "I've been driven away by the new mouth!" ”

It was a brief list of all the detainees in Nan 47 Prison, recording the names, ages, causes of action, and home addresses of all the people in a cell, and then there was a column with four options for "Public Procuratorate and Law Sentence". When I copied a watch, I realized that there were basically all kinds of crimes in the cell. Theft, robbery, snatching, assault, drug trafficking, rape, illegal detention, embezzlement, embezzlement, ...... And the four options are also different, and the public means that the case is still in the investigation stage of the public security organs. The prosecutor said that the case had been transferred to the procuratorate for prosecution. Law, which means that the case has been accepted by the court and is only pending trial. The sentence indicates that the case has been tried and the sentence has been set. I paid special attention to the man who was illegally detained like me, Dugo, who was sentenced to 11 months.

When I was transcribing that watch, I felt a kind of hatred staring at me, and it should have come from Brother Liang. Later, I realized that being a "clerk" in a cell was a relatively high-status thing in the cell, and I had just come and robbed him of him for a long time to get a good job.

Public, procuratorial, judicial, and judging. I'm just getting started.

The blue vest outside the cell was gone.

"Boss Tail has made a pit stop!" Someone was shouting outside. It's the black talk again! I didn't understand what it meant. Seeing that everyone in the cell except Du Ge stood at the iron door and looked outside, everyone went to the room inside, and at this time, I knew that if I stayed outside, I might be slapped again. I walked in with them.

Brother Liang, who was also outside the wind room, took out a small metal basin from a compartment in the cabinet next to the small lattice I had just bathed, hung it with three wires in an irregular regular triangle, made a hook on the top, lit a fire with cardboard paper in the corner of the place where we had just bathed, and then heated a few pots of vegetables in it for a while, and put them on a table after serving them. Four pairs of chopsticks were placed, and I don't know where the chopsticks came from. Then he spread out a cut chemical fiber bag on the ground in the small lattice, placed more than 20 rice basins on it, and then took a plastic basin and stood at the door with a bucket and looked out.

I finally know what a head and tail are. Two bald heads in blue vests pushed a trailer to the door of the cell. Through the opening under the iron door, two pots of rice were handed in, the kind I had seen in the school cafeteria a long time ago. Then Brother Liang handed over a pot where it was, and took the vegetables scooped from a large bucket on the trailer from the blue vest, two pots, almost half a bucket.

Four portions of rice were served first, and the top layer of the rice bowl was shoveled off and placed on the table. "Brother Du, it's time to eat." Brother Du, and when the other three people sat down to eat, Brother Liang finished all the meals, washed the rice bowl, handed it out from the iron door and put it in the corridor, and then took two meals and put them aside and said, "It's time to eat." ”

The people in the cell rushed out, and by the time I got the lunch box, there was only one lunch box left on the woven bag, half a box of soup, and half a fist of rice soaked in the soup.

"What do you do standing up, kick down and eat, go to the innermost." Brother Liang yelled at me.

It's hard to swallow, and the soup is the kind of clear soup that can be used as a mirror, and there is no smoky smell in the mouth.

"I'll give you some instant flour and soak it in the rice." A young man next to him handed over half a pack of instant noodle condiments, apparently he ate them the same way, put them in the rice and stirred them a few times with a spoon. I realized that the condiments of instant noodles can be eaten like this, and the taste is not ordinary delicious.

I ate very little, so I finished first, and I didn't know what to do when I saw that everyone else was still eating. I quietly touched the young man who gave me instant noodle condiment, "Are you going to wash the dishes?" ”

"No, someone is specially there to wash the dishes, you can kick here first, and when Brother Du and the others have eaten, you can go inside to watch TV."

After eating, some of the people were watching TV in the inner room, and a few people were playing "moving the lump" - mahjong tubes carved from bamboo pieces on the mat. Sitting in the village was a guy with a pair of shackles on his feet who had just eaten with Du Ge, and the gamble was a cigarette. There are three brands of red plum, Yuxi and hibiscus. The two of the hibiscus are equivalent to one of the red plum, and the four of the red plum are equivalent to one of the Yuxi. There is a table playing poker that is playing upgrades, as if there are no bets, and there is a table playing "fried gold flowers" - the same bet is smoke.

Because I was told that I was not allowed to talk to anyone, I could only kick on the wall and look at the "XX City Detention Center Detainees' Code of Conduct Manual" posted in the cell with the Northeast people who rushed to the prison with me. This period of time is very long, and the blue vest outside is estimated to have come back to start the machine after eating, making betel nuts, and using a vacuum machine to bring sleeves to each betel nut. From time to time, someone in the cell walked to the iron door and shouted, "Brother, get some betel nut to eat!" The blue vest would throw a handful of betel nuts that had just been brought in from the steel bar compartment of the iron door.

"Pick up the hot water!" The blue vest outside was shouting again. Brother Liang, as soon as he heard the sound of hot water, he immediately pulled out of the "fried golden flower", picked up two buckets and stood at the iron door and looked outside.

"How many buckets of water today?" When the blue vest that had just sent the head and tail to the door of the cell with a cart pushing a water delivery truck similar to a small oil tanker truck to the door of the cell, Brother Liang asked very flatteringly. "Two barrels." The blue vest replied indifferently and stretched out a tube to come in.

"Brother Du, wash your feet!" As soon as he finished fetching water, Liang Fang (whose name I learned when I copied the form) poured a bucket of water into a large bucket covered with a thick layer of cotton wool, and then wrapped it tightly with transparent tape. The lid on top has undergone the same processing. Then put a wooden board on it, which is the table where the four of them had just eaten. Du Ge found a stool and sat at the iron door, then Liang Fang brought hot water, took a towel, stood next to Du Ge and waited for Du Ge to wash his face and feet, and then helped him hang the towel on the iron net on the top of the air room with a hanger. The water was not emptied, but a bucket was changed, and I washed my feet again with wastewater.

After Liang Fang washed his feet, he came over and told me the rules here, you can't go to the iron gate and look outside, this is what Brother Liang told me, only Brother Du and a few of them can go there to stand. The four of them were called "above" by the people in the cell, and the rest of us were naturally "below". The lower ones should not fight against the above, they will do whatever they say, Du Ge is a learner, everything in the prison cell must listen to him, and if there is anything to report to the cadres, he must first tell Du Ge, and then he will tell the cadres. Brother Liang should tear the paper used in the toilet, don't run to the place where they put things to get the paper, the laundry detergent taken by Brother Liang should be poured by Brother Liang, the toothpaste brushing in the morning should be squeezed by Brother Liang, and the sleeping arrangement bunk will be arranged by Brother Liang, and after the arrangement, I will sleep there every day, and Brother Liang will arrange the duty at night......

It was getting dark, the machines in the corridor stopped working, and the whole detention center was much quieter without the sound of the machines roaring. "Turn off the damper!" An uncle called "militia" by the people in the cell shouted from the far end of the corridor. Later, I learned that the so-called militia were hired by the detention center, but not by the public security system to help the detention center correctional cadres manage, and most of them were people who had retired at home.

The door between the ventilator and the cell inside was called the ventdoor, and an iron gate was pushed through, and everyone went to the cell inside.

Watching TV, TV reported the ice disaster in Hunan, many high-voltage lines of the State Grid were crushed by freezing rain, some railways were suspended, and many lines of cars were also suspended. "No wonder this winter is so cold, damn it!" I thought to myself.

At eleven o'clock, the television went off, and then the sound of other cells reporting the numbers came from outside. All the people in the cell immediately lined up in two rows, one on the table called the bed, and one on the ground opposite.

"Xinkouzi, the sound of reporting the number is a little louder." Du Ge said. There was a one-foot-square opening in the corridor near the cell, and the correctional cadre walked to the opening and knocked the steel bar in the middle of the opening with the baton in his hand, "Report the number!" ”

There were 10 cells in the south four buildings, and after the cadres had finished naming each cell and turned around, they began to open the bunks and sleep, and the two people took out a stack of quilts that were placed in the innermost part of the bed, and first gave the upper bunk, and the four people occupied about one-third of the entire bed area, and there was a gap between each person. Then the four bunks were a little squeezed, and eight bunks took up about half of the space. Then Liang Fang instructed the two people to spread the quilt on the remaining positions, and then let them lie down one by one, one lay down, then lay one on their feet, and then lie down another over there...... Fifteen people all fell asleep. I was placed on the innermost wall, with the wall on one side and the northeast foot on the other, and it was basically impossible to turn over.

The nerves that had been tense since entering the gate of the detention center finally got a chance to relax at this moment, and soon I fell asleep. Can you have a good dream this night?