Hemerin Prison, the ordinary human prison area, is divided into various levels of cells according to the punishment from light to severe.

In addition to the main roads and fork roads, there are also additional jailers and guards.

Before becoming prison guards, they were private clinic doctors, knight attendants, will deed typists, and vicious casino thugs who wanted to get out of the black hands.

After a series of inspections and training, they said goodbye to their old lives, and while enduring a working environment that was no better than that of prisoners, they received a relatively stable salary.

During non-working hours, the jailers and guards returned to the city and relied on a salary of about 5 gold pounds a week, which gradually increased with the length of service and merit, and became a well-off family with a stable standard in the city.

Of course, in cramped, dimly lit prisons, tobacco, spices, alcohol, and the opposite sex that can cause the bed to shake are scarce resources.

Boredom seems to be the enemy of all human beings, and even as a prisoner, there is a minimum need for entertainment.

Some irrepressible gambling activities caused by jailers can also make the prisoners' already poor wallets even worse.

This observation made Ke Li a little embarrassed.

Some prisoners may come from a good family background, have bread and meat at every meal, and continue to exercise while serving their sentences.

They used the simplest squats, push-ups, pull-ups, and left life on the railings, stone bricks, walls.

Some of the prisoners did not live in such good conditions, perhaps without family visits, and they spent their days with damp straw and dry and hard bed boards, as if they had been drained of their souls.

Other prisoners, who live in a single room like a lavish mansion, may be rich or powerful, are wary of the jailer and strangers, and the devil knows if there is some shady bargain between them.

In short, after walking around, the prisoner area of ordinary people seems very calm, not so rigid and fixed, and not so filthy.

In the clergy area, there are many changes in terms of facilities.

Instead of a prison, they squatted in a small library that resembled a confessional, not as luxurious as an underground villa, nor as bleak as a straw pit.

"It's a bit like the bookshelves you see in the crack in the basement door of the Brave Hunting Church, and I don't know if the church building in Ink Winter City is still there."

Ke Li wrote down the partition furnishings and characteristics in turn, without stopping or asking too much, after all, the people who were locked up here were ordinary people.

In the remaining Extraordinary's area, the number of prisoners is a little higher.

However, most of the people locked up here are ordinary contacts.

The extraordinaires with strong problems were either dealt with or filled with torture instruments that restricted speech and movement, from iron virgin coffins to drum meat grinders.

It's not so much a prison as a hell of punishment, no matter what kind of identity or sequence of people they are, after being arrested and thrown here, they are suffering in different ways, and the sentencing is more complicated.

"Because the church stipulates that when someone inspects the name and sequence, they need to be kept secret, and there is only a code name."

"Of course, but I'm interested in why they're in jail." Colley nodded earnestly.

The history of mankind is a long history of wars, and wars around the world, whether in past or present lives, are only distinguished by scale and form, and there is no such thing as wars ending forever.

It is only natural that the Church of the Brave Hunt, which nominally holds authority over war, hunting, punishment, etc., would unleash the deterrent power of its own way in the presence of extraordinary prisoners.

The jailer said: "This is this year's code name 00A7, and the reason for his arrest is that he is suspected of cognitive abnormality or has been modified. ”

Oh? This made Ke Li's heart move, and it was inevitable that he would encounter the Ancients and the Tower Organization when a similar situation occurred.

"What about the specifics?"

The jailer spread his hands helplessly: "00A7 was originally a factory worker in Ink Winter City, the kind of worker who made some cotton spinning products and daily necessities, and one day he insisted that he was illegally oppressed and treated unfairly, so he was imprisoned. ”

Since 00A7 is an ordinary person, his torture tools are only rune shackles and spherical one-eyed iron helmets.

Hearing someone outside discussing himself, he argued loudly: "You lackeys of the capitalists, you have prevented me from speaking because I have been treated unfairly. ”

"The hateful capitalist, who asks us to work 900 hours a month, will be expelled if we do not meet the minimum standards, I have worked so hard and he still fires me, where is my notary, where is the clergy of the church, I will sue him!"

Ke Li was a little puzzled and asked in a low voice, "Isn't there only 720 hours for 30 days in a month?" What the hell are you talking about? ”

00A7 seemed to be in a trance, and there weren't many facial expressions in the single eye hole left: "Huh? Is that so? But I remember the 900 hours that the contract clearly stated......"

00A7 falls into an eerie silence, trying to suck his fingers, but he can't get his fingers around the gap in the ball helmet.

"Can I ask other questions?" Corrie casts the Wall of Inspiration and asks the jailer.

The jailer nodded a little embarrassed: "Yes, but try not to irritate the prisoners, and it is quite troublesome to calm them down." ”

Ke Li thought for a moment and asked in a low voice, "What zodiac sign are you?" ”

00A7 raised his head and scolded, "You're sick!" I'm not sick! Do you believe in this kind of divination of the fate of deceitful children? ”

"Don't bother me, when I figure it out, hey, damn, damn, I must sue that capitalist ......"

00A7 seems to be trapped by 30*24=720 hours of arithmetic, and no one knows what happened to him, not even the Brave Hunting Church.

So he was charged with mental abnormality and hidden dangers, and after resisting law enforcement officers, the crime was increased to one degree, and he was imprisoned.

"Maybe it's nerve poisoning from alchemy pollution, delirious guy." The jailer accepted Colley's answer.

"Well, let's let him calculate slowly, if the wrong person is really caught, the prison will give personal freedom compensation, and that money will definitely be enough for ordinary people to live the rest of their lives normally after being released from prison."

Ke Li noticed the changes in the other party's body a little, and moved away indifferently, and continued to patrol with the jailer.

In short, there are no particularly dazzling extraordinary, no atmosphere of the Tower Organization and the Ancient Organization, and Ke Li has confirmed the potential threat within him by the way in the name of playing the assessment.

"There are still a few hours left on the night shift, are you interested in playing a few handfuls of cards? Penny-level cards that relieve boredom. ”

Ke Li's pace froze slightly, and he replied with a smile: "Sorry, I'm not interested in gambling entertainment. ”

The jailer shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "Ahem, it's actually ......"

The jailer was about to speak, when he suddenly saw Colly tapping his pocket, staring at the jailer's pocket with the only eyes that were exposed on the beast-shaped armor, as if he wanted to leave a mark on it.

The jailer was slightly stunned, and after touching the familiar object, it was like a warm wind that made his nose stuffy and runny nose unblocked instantly, and there was a slight smile in his words: "I understand, there is not much money in the horizontal and vertical, and it is not interesting to shake it with a clanging sound, when I didn't say it." ”

Ke Li didn't answer, and stayed in the file area and the prison area for a while, waiting for the shift to be changed, and then pressed the iron eye shield of the helmet.

"It's over, let's go."

"I'll ask, the results of the assessment."