Chapter 6 Beer
Early the next morning, the routine roll call began, Mu Yun and the water golem stood at the gate of the fence, and after waiting for a while, a young man in the uniform of the chief guard came over with a list.
"Mutter."
"Yes, sir."
"Loren."
"Yes, sir."
The young warden didn't linger too long, and with a hint of impatience between his eyebrows, he quickly checked the two adjacent cells and stopped before the next one.
"Carlo."
"Yes, sir."
Duncan put down the list, raised his head and said solemnly, "I see that you seem to be sleepy." ”
Carlo's expression suddenly became nervous, this is a small "crime", sleepiness during the day means not getting enough rest at night, and what prisoners do during this time varies from person to person.
Duncan said to the guard next to him, "You, go in and have a look, especially the corners." ”
Caro was at a loss and tried to stop him, but the guards opened the fence and kicked him open, and he knocked around with a baton, and finally found the clue in the poster on the right side of the faucet.
The poster was poked open from the middle, the guard's face changed, and after tearing it off, he found that there was a hole inside, the diameter of the hole was not large, but it was enough for normal adults to pass through, and the most important thing was to look at the depth, it is estimated that it will soon be completely dug up.
Duncan's expression suddenly became hideous, and he yelled, "Prison break!" ”
He pulled out the pistol he had on his waist and aimed it at Caro, and the guards immediately pounced on him to subdue him, and the guards who were routinely taking names between the floors heard the yelling and rushed to arrive.
The piercing siren sounded, Duncan walked in a few steps and wanted to close the distance to shoot, he had never used such a thing as a firearm, and even the basic cutout was figured out by himself last night, as a top student in a related major, it was difficult for him to ask others for advice.
In fact, without aiming at 3.1 star, it is both talent and luck for a first-time contact to be able to guarantee a five-meter accuracy, not to mention that Carlo is scuffling with the guards.
Killing Carlo is meant to make the mission more difficult, but Duncan doesn't want to kill the guards by mistake, and he needs a position to deal with the players.
Bang, a gunshot rang out.
When he got close enough, Duncan fired a bullet through Caro's right arm, and the large hunk seized the opportunity to jump off the top bunk, first kicking the pistol in the air, and then using his own weight, reaching out to hook Duncan's neck and knocking him to the ground.
The guards who rushed in separated several people, and the gunfire just now undoubtedly raised the situation to another level.
In the distance, Mu Yun leaned against the fence to eat melons silently, and the water puppet guarded the left and right like a sculpture, the chief guard must have a problem, the pertinence is too obvious, and there is a high probability that he is a player with a different camp.
The situation was chaotic, all the prisoners had their breakfasts canceled, the prison warden ran over with more than a dozen guards with guns, and the final result was that Caro was simply stitched up his wounds, and with the punishment of the last riot, he was locked up for half a month in total, Duncan punished himself with three glasses and was suspended without pay for two months, after all, the prisoners tried to escape first, and they could barely stand up for shooting without authorization.
In the playground in front of the building in the afternoon, Mu Yun carried a hammer to knock stones, squeezing cheap labor is one of the main means of income generation in private prisons, large stones are transported into the prison and then broken by hand, and then loaded into trucks as building materials, the whole process is not efficient, but compared with large machinery, the advantage is that there is no need for any input.
At the same time, the prisoners' excess energy is greatly depleted, and the management only needs to put some effort into the food to motivate the prisoners, as opposed to the more advanced in-house shoe factories and the prisoners who perform well in the processing of furniture.
Mu Yun secretly observed the surroundings, three groups of prisoners sat on the stones of the playground to rest, and even smoked and played cards, this is a gang in the prison, even the guards will not embarrass them too much, because these people are an important force in managing the prison.
Because the number of prisoners is tied to profits, there are very few killings by guards at Houghton Prison, and although the prisoners do not know the real reason behind this, it does not prevent them from noticing that the guards are quite tolerant, and in order to maintain stability, the prison has been reaping the benefits by giving gang factory labor quotas.
Gangs have a greater influence on other prisoners, and they are able to sell supplies because of their relationship with the guards.
Mu Yun hammered the stone one by one, and at the same time was thinking about his main mission, the task requirement was to regain his freedom, the first thing that came to mind was to escape from prison, and the second was to redress the wrongs, but until today he has not found himself guilty.
In the case of prison escape, there is a question of judgment, and whether stepping out of prison means success is currently inconclusive.
"Everybody stop what they're doing and come and get a beer."
Shovels and hammers thundered to the ground, prisoners shouted excitedly, and eight guards walked in from the direction of the office building with ice buckets containing beer bottles mixed with ice.
"Long live King Charles!!"
"Old Charlie, I love you so much."
"Damn, you deserve to make a fortune."
In the shade under the bunker on the right side of the playground, old Charlie, who was sitting on a recliner and reading the newspaper with his legs crossed, waved casually, and the cheers of the prisoners were even more deafening.
Mu Yun also threw down the hammer and asked the inmate next to him, "What's the situation?" ”
The fellow inmate was obviously a little excited, and replied: "Since several years ago, old Charlie would invite all the prisoners to drink cold beer from time to time, and I heard that he was one of the first guys to catch the silver bull market, and when he retired, he could go home and become his big rich man, and even the warden would sell him a few thin noodles." ”
Mu Yun nodded, the reason why old Charlie is still willing to stay in Houghton Prison is estimated to be related to the lower tax rate brought by his status, and the management of the private prison should still be with the State Welfare Bureau.
"What time is it today?"
"March 25th, don't think about it, brother, old Charlie's beer never has a fixed time, the mood of our king determines everything, as long as there is beer every day, he said that he would pick off the head of the warden and I will follow him."
Mu Yun followed the team to receive a bottle of beer, the water droplets slid down the glass surface, and he temporarily banned the burrowing plan, because the existence of players in the hostile camp is a bit difficult, and the other party will definitely check all kinds of abnormalities like crazy, but at the beginning of the game, a player can get such a big identity advantage at the beginning, which shows that the strength of the judgment is extremely different.
"After drinking, go back to work, you have half an hour to rest." The guy at the head said loudly that even the gang would not snatch this gift, not because he looked down on it, but because he took care of the face of the "king".
Mu Yun walked straight to old Charlie, the gun-wielding guards on the bunker pulled the bolt one after another, he held the mouth of the bottle with two fingers and raised his hand, but his pace did not slow down at all, as a felony who lived between the two, he was alive with a steady stream of management funds, as long as he did not escape from prison and attack, several guards were not qualified to shoot.
"What's the matter, the new guy." Old Charlie put down the newspaper to reveal his wrinkled face.
Mu Yun slowly handed over the beer bottle and said, "I'll invite you to drink." ”