After a lot of tossing, I finally got a prison uniform.

Antonio urgently changed his position to distribute the clothes, and when he was unprepared, he successfully delivered a small recording device to Atwater in the gap between his underwear.

This diligent performance also made the head of the prison guards praise him.

Dressed in orange prison uniforms, holding thin bedding and a change of underwear, they lined up in two groups and walked towards the prison area under the guidance of the prison guards.

Ethan wore this costume, not to mention the awkwardness in his heart.

Not far ahead, Antonio and the bright-headed prison guard leader walked together, the baton on his waist swaying.

"Herrera."

The head of the prison guards glanced at Antonio: "You are a newcomer, follow me for the past two days, and I will let you get used to it as soon as possible." ”

"It's up to you, Bos."

Herrera, Antonio's pseudonym, looked at the head of the prison guard and replied dryly.

This time on an undercover mission, all three of them made up an identity.

In such a place, it is better not to leave your own real information.

The difference between prison guards and patrol officers is not very big.

With Antonio's ability, it quickly turned around, and this kind of thing was easy for him, and he had such a strong aura in his gestures.

The head of the prison guards appreciated this very much.

"You don't have to call me Bosh."

He buckled his belt and said with a smile, "Just call me Paresh." ”

"No problem, Boss."

Antonio didn't take this kind of polite remark seriously, and still replied as he had just done.

Paresh nodded in satisfaction, appreciating the newcomer even more.

During the process, he asked Antonio about his previous situation.

The background information has been memorized, and in the face of Paresh's inquiry, Antonio answered fluently, without revealing the slightest flaw.

Walk up the stairs and through the hallway.

There was a noise inside, and listening to these sounds, I inexplicably felt that it was a group of wild beasts roaring.

The guy in front of Ethan, obviously, for the first time.

Walking legs, trembling slightly.

Seeing him like this, Ethan shook his head, when he came to this kind of place, even if he was afraid of the surface, he had to pretend to be calm, and even show his fierceness.

That's it, don't bully who you bully.

The line of sight suddenly opened up.

It was a circular building, four or five stories high, surrounded by a dense circle of cells, facing the pillared guard's office in the middle.

The prison guards inside, pacing back and forth.

Their eyes all fell on the prisoners dressed in orange outside.

It was time for the wind to go, and the prisoners in the circular corridor had gathered in groups of threes and fives, and they saw a new man come in, and the whistle sounded, accompanied by bursts of maniacal laughter.

"Have you seen an old movie?" Parreira looked at Antonio:

"It's called Jurassic Park."

"Of course." Antonio nodded: "That's a great work." ”

"That's right." Parella buckled her belt and smiled:

"At the beginning of the movie, a group of dinosaurs are locked in an electrified cage, and the beasts are constantly probing every fence to find a place to escape."

"That cage is a true portrayal of this prison."

Antonio followed his gaze and looked around, and asked in a deep voice, "You mean, we can't expose any weaknesses to these people. ”

"Of course not."

Parreira laughed and patted Antonio on the shoulder: "These beasts locked up inside are not dinosaurs, besides, anyone will have weaknesses, and we are no exception." ”

"What I'm going to tell you is, before your weakness is exploited."

He lowered his hand and took the baton:

"Just find a way to make these beasts dare not covet it."

"Bang."

Parreira pulled out her baton and slammed it on the guardrail: "Keep following, don't stop." ”

With that, he strode forward.

This guy always had a smile on his face, and from his speech and demeanor, Antonio judged that this man was a smiling tiger.

The facts also proved his judgment.

As Parreira advanced, despite the smiles on his faces, the prisoners in the corridor avoided them, not daring to make any provocative moves.

There is no way to manage it without being ruthless in this kind of place.

With Parera's roar, the team continued to move.

Ethan noticed that the cells were not just on the outside, but also on the inside, and that the corridors inside were also densely packed with cells.

Above the iron gate, there are A4 paper-sized windows.

You can see through the window, but now the door is open, and the guy in the orange prison uniform is roaming around.

This is also the busiest time for prison guards.

Prison guards in black pants and blue shirts can be seen everywhere, swinging batons in their hands to warn anyone who wants to make a small move.

Next to it, an old black passed by.

He looked at Ethan with a twinkle in his eyes and dug under his crotch.

Not only that, but Ethan also felt that in addition to that person, many people were looking at him with ill intentions.

After all, he is good-looking.

And due to the improvement of the physique, the skin condition of the whole person is also very good, in the eyes of those people, no less than a big beauty.

Bah!

Thinking of this, Ethan shuddered all over

Not every prisoner has the opportunity to be visited by a spouse.

Many people are in it, and the only way to solve their physiological needs is to welcome men.

"If you don't want to get in trouble."

Atwater whispered, "It's best not to make eye contact with these people, they'll see it as a provocation." ”

After changing his clothes just now, this guy ran to Ethan's side.

"Of course."

He glanced at Ethan again, shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's just for ordinary people, your words, it doesn't matter." ”

Ethan held up the futon and looked ahead:

"How did you learn about these things?"

Atwater raised his hand and said self-deprecatingly, "Look at what color my skin is." ”

"One of my uncles and two cousins have gone to further education."

"What happened to them is always a reminder of what kind of person I want to be."

"Yo."

While the guards weren't looking, Atwater touched Ethan, his lips digging upward: "This is our million-dollar baby." ”

Upstairs, inside the glass enclosure.

More than a dozen old blacks gathered together, and they were playing with each other, slapping all kinds of movements in their hands that were difficult for outsiders to understand.

The man in the middle leaned against the glass wall with one hand, his eyebrows were mourning, and the whites of his eyes were obvious.

It was the goal of their trip, Devin Tucker.

Atwater looked at Tucker upstairs, his eyes narrowed, and he grabbed the futon's fingers as well.

"Don't forget."

Ethan whispered, "What are you here for?" ”

Impulsiveness is definitely not a good thing at this time, at least, not now.

(End of chapter)