Chapter 205 Identity of Re-education Through Labor Personnel

As soon as I got to work at two o'clock in the afternoon, I was called out by the correctional officer.

Also called out at the same time were No. 11 and No. 45.

But this time, instead of bringing us into his office, the correctional officer made us crouch on the ground at the door of the cell and wait.

Cangtou said through the iron fence gate: "The reporter is free, and No. 11 and No. 45 are estimated to be leaving the factory." ”

We all squatted and didn't dare to speak.

Several other prison barns were also called out.

Then, we were taken out of the aisle and into the compound.

I glanced back at the disciplinarian.

The correctional officer also looked at me from afar, and then turned and went into his office.

In the compound, there were already several policemen, and they made us line up.

One of the police officers said: "The people named below are going to be sent to the labor camp. ”

Then the roll call began, and at each point, the two policemen next to him handcuffed them, and immediately two men in civilian clothes came up with pushers and pushed bald heads.

There were eight men in all, all of whom had their heads shaved and were put in the prison car.

The policeman who named him said: "The person named below is acquitted and can go home for the New Year." ”

Although I believe that I must be in this group of people, I am still a little nervous.

It's a pity that there are only three people who have been acquitted, and I don't have my share at all!

The three acquitted men were issued release certificates on the spot and walked out of the gate.

I glanced back at the correctional officer's office, but I saw nothing.

The policeman who named the name said: "The remaining 12 people don't need to be named, all of them are re-education through labor." After speaking, he nodded his head and said, "Okay, shave your head." ”

I, No. 11, No. 45, and others, twelve in all, were all shaved and boarded a minibus on the orders of two policemen, and the policemen locked the door from the outside.

At that time, I didn't fully understand the meaning of RTL, and I thought to myself: Maybe it's between RTL and acquittal, maybe I'll be released through a short period of RTL.

But anyway, the dream of going out for the New Year is shattered, and I am still very reluctant in my heart.

On the way, I whispered to No. 11, who was sitting next to me, "What the hell is going on with this labor camp?" ”

Number 11 said, "It's no different from going to jail. ”

Although our voices were small, we were heard by the police sitting in front.

The policeman shouted loudly: "Be honest, don't talk!" ”

After a while, the policeman said: "There may be first-time offenders among you, and you don't understand the difference between re-education through labor and imprisonment, so let me tell you, re-education through labor is not a prison, and you are not criminals." Re-education through labor is re-education through labor, which is the highest level of administrative punishment, and your status is that of a re-education through labor person, which is not included in the file. Now the place where I want to send you is the Huadu Chini Town Labor Camp, and when you get there, you must obey the discipline well and strive to get out as soon as possible. ”

How long the car was bumpy and driving, I don't know. But I think it should be more than two hours.

When the car stopped in one of the compounds, the sun was still hanging on the roof of the two-story building on the west side of the compound.

Twelve of us were locked in the car and not allowed to move.

The two policemen are about to hand over.

Ten minutes later, two policemen came out of an office on the south side of the compound, followed by two other policemen.

The two policemen who escorted us approached the bus, one of them opened the door for us to get out of the car, and the other asked us to run around the compound in a line.

Then, the other two cops nodded, and one of them, a little older, said, "No problem." ”

Then, the four policemen shook hands with each other, and the two policemen who escorted us got into the car and drove out.

The older policeman said to the younger policeman next to him, "Go get the camera." Then he put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked around the queue, glancing at each of us, not speaking, but looking majestic.

The younger policeman quickly brought in a camera and asked each of us 12 of us to lean against the wall to take pictures.

After the photo was taken, we were paraded to the west side of the compound, where two policemen entered their office.

At this moment, twelve people suddenly appeared, each holding a quilt, and stood opposite us.

Judging from the way he dresses, he is probably also a labor teacher.

One of them said, "Remember, every one of you, the new recruits are now teaching you how to fold the quilt." Our labor camp pays attention to militarized management, and we must learn how to fold quilts! ”

Because I was the first in line, the person who spoke began to perform the action of folding the quilt in front of me.

The other eleven people also began to perform folding quilts in front of the other eleven people.

Sure enough, it was militarized, and the quilt was folded squarely, with edges and corners, and the surface was flat and flat.

After the performance, they asked each of us to fold the quilt by ourselves.

In the detention center, we always roll quilts and just roll them up, which is really too difficult!

There were twelve of us, none of whom could fold well, and everyone was kicked and beaten by the person in front of us to varying degrees. No one dared to resist, so they could only get up from the ground and fold the quilt again.

Of course, I was trying my best to fold the quilt as much as possible.

Of course, I was trying my best to fold the quilt as much as possible.

Unfortunately, I still couldn't complete the essentials of folding the quilt. The guy in charge of teaching me was at least 1.8 meters tall, and this time he not only kicked me again, but also pushed me to the ground, yelling at me as a "stupid pig!" ”

When this guy saw this, before he could get up from the ground, he shouted to the others: "You guys, go on, kill him!" ”

When this guy saw this, before he could get up from the ground, he shouted to the others: "You guys, go on, kill him!" ”

A few people hula and gathered around.

At that moment, I was not scared anymore, and I didn't plan to run away. I stared at them with wide eyes, ready to fight to the deathβ€”

Suddenly, the older policeman walked out of the office next to him and shouted, "Okay, ready to eat!" ”

The people who came up immediately stopped, and the guy who beat me also got up from the ground, rubbed his hands, and said embarrassedly: "It's all gone, ready to eat!" ”

Immediately after, the bell rang for the meal.

People from all walks of life lined up to gather, and in an instant, most of the courtyard was filled.

When I looked at it, there were three or four hundred people, to say the least.

At this moment, a little flat head came to us and said, "You newcomers, come with me!" ”

Then they took us to the back of the place and stood still.

Xiao Pingtou said, "After eating, you each take your own quilt and follow me and assign you a room." ”