The next day, the day after I was imprisoned.

As soon as I got to work in the morning, the correctional officer came to the No. 3 cell where I was, opened the door and said, "No. 46, come out." ”

I hurriedly climbed over the futon and said, "Report to discipline, I'm going out." ”

"Come out." The disciplinarian said, and then locked the door again.

When I entered the correctional officer's office, I stood in a panic and didn't know what to do.

The disciplinarian said, "Let's follow the rules, you squat down." ”

Listening to his tone, it seems that it was not his intention to make me squat, but the rules.

I squatted down, not knowing where to put my hands, so I asked him, "Do you want to hold your head in your hands?" ”

The correctional officer looked at me and said, "No, just squat." As he spoke, he picked up a pack of "Zhonghua" brand cigarettes from the table, took one out of it and lit it, and handed it to me.

I didn't plan to take it, but I remembered what the company commander said yesterday in the prison cell: "Smoking is the biggest hope every day." I hesitated, took it, and slowly took two puffs.

The correctional officer said, "I heard you're a journalist, right?" ”

I nodded.

"Which newspaper reporter?"

I don't know if he pretended not to know or if he deliberately wanted to question me, but his tone was gentle, not at all like an interrogation, and he answered him truthfully, saying, "The Star, there is something in the material." ”

The correctional officer said, "I haven't seen your materials yet, besides, your materials are not under my control, and I can't see them, I'm only responsible for your management here." But I heard about it, saying you're a journalist. ”

I took a puff of my cigarette and said, "I'm a journalist, a reporter from The Star." ”

The correctional officer said, "You are a reporter for the Star?" ”

I said, "yes." ”

The correctional officer said, "I have read this newspaper, and there are newsstands on the street, and I have bought it several times. It's a new newspaper, and it feels pretty good. ”

I didn't squeak.

The disciplinarian said, "Then you ...... Isn't it good for you to be a journalist, why do you want to make a name for yourself? Does being a journalist pay very little? ”

I said, "It's not low, I have more than 2,000 a month." ”

The correctional officer said, "More than 2,000 is fine, it's higher than my salary, and I'm only a little more than 1,000." But how did you get involved in extortion? ”

I said, "I didn't, it might be a misunderstanding." ”

"Misunderstanding? Impossible, right? The correctional officer stared at me, "A misunderstanding brought you here?" ”

I lowered my head and said, "I don't know. ”

The correctional officer asked, "Then does your newspaper know that something happened to you?" ”

I said, "Probably not." I was caught in a daze at dinner last night. ”

The correctional officer said, "I hope it's a misunderstanding, and I hope you get out soon." ”

I said, "Thank you!" ”

The correctional officer asked, "How were these two days?" Did anyone in the prison bully you? ”

I said, "No, the company commander took care of me, and others didn't dare to bully me." ”

The correctional officer said: "You are a reporter, different from those illegal and criminal elements in the warehouse, at least your quality is higher than theirs, don't embarrass me!" Since you have come in, you have to obey the rules here, and you have to be wronged. When your case has a result, if it is really a misunderstanding, then you will get out soon, don't have too much psychological burden. ”

I nodded, filled with gratitude for the discipline in front of me, and felt that he was really a good person.

The disciplinarian said, "Let's do this first, you go back first." So saying, he took out three more "Chinese" cigarettes from the cigarette case on the table, lit one cigarette and handed it to me, and put the other two into my hand, saying, "Let's go." ”

After entering the warehouse, I handed two cigarettes to the company commander.

The company commander threw one to Kuratou, put one in his mouth, and took the cigarette butt with fire in my hand to the fire.

Cangtou picked it up and looked at it, and shouted: "China, it's awesome!" ”

The company commander said: "Just based on this, you dare to bully him in the future?" ”

Cangtou hurriedly said with a smiling face: "Don't dare, don't dare, really don't dare!" Awesome! Awesome! With that, he approached me and took two sharp puffs at the fire, then handed it to the other person beside him.

I don't know what he meant by. Isn't it just two cigarettes, what's so awesome!

I gave the cigarette butt in my hand to No. 37 next to me and said, "Take it and smoke it." I don't want it. ”

Another day passed.

In the afternoon, I was taken to the office by the correctional officer.

This time, I already knew that I should take the initiative to squat on the ground.

The correctional officer lit a cigarette for me and said, "Smoke, there are cigarettes." ”

I crouched on the ground and smoked a cigarette while he spoke.

The correctional officer asked, "Don't your family know about it?" Why haven't you seen anyone coming? ”

I said, "My family is out of town, and I don't have any relatives here in Nanyue. ”

The disciplinarian asked, "Do you have any friends here?" ”

I said, "I have a few friends, but they don't know what happened to me." ”

The correctional officer said, "Then do you know which police station you were sent from?" ”

I said, "Like...... It seems to be a Shipai police station. ”

The disciplinarian said, "It's not the like, but the fact that you were sent by the stone tablet." Do you know why they sent you? ”

I said, "They probably said I was blackmailing, but I didn't!" ”

The correctional officer said, "Yes or no, this is no longer up to you, you have to rely on the facts." ”

I said, "The truth is that I don't, how can I ......"

"I hope so." The correctional officer said, pulling out a newspaper from his bag, "This is the one I bought at the newsstand when I got off work yesterday afternoon, this should be your latest issue, right?" ”

I saw that he was holding the latest issue of our Star, and I said, "Yes, it's our Star." ”

The correctional officer pointed to the newspaper and said, "Your newspaper is very good, it is quite interesting." But it seems to be a bit too bold. You wrote this front-page headline article, right? Prosperity is bound to be prostitution? Do you dare to write such a bold title? ”

I don't know how to answer him.

The correctional officer said: "You are too bold, you write such a mess about people's Shipai Village, this is not clear that you are slapping the face of other people's police stations." ”

I said, "It's not that I'm going to write them so messy, it's that they do have those phenomena." ”

The correctional officer said: "It seems that you are still very young as a reporter, you should not have been a reporter for a long time, right?" ”

I said, "Yes, just over a year." ”

The correctional officer said, "No wonder." Without further ado, I probably understand what's going on. You may be arraigned by the Pre-Trial Section of the Pre-Bureau in a later manner. You should still have a chance, but you have to tell the truth, explain your own affairs clearly, and don't tell lies. Only if you make it clear according to the facts, if you are not guilty, can you get out sooner. Now let's go back to the warehouse. ”

As yesterday, the correctional officer lit me a cigarette and gave me two more, and then sent me back to the cell.

After entering the warehouse, I gave the company commander two cigarettes as usual, and then began to organize my thoughts, go through everything that happened in my mind, and prepare for the upcoming arraignment.

But unfortunately, no one came to me until the end of the day.