With this scream, Lao Wang stumbled and ripped off the curtain in front of the shack and fell out, his fingers trembling and pointing inside, his face pale.

"Cuong is dead...... Ah Qiang: He's dead! ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yu took two steps forward and looked at the shack where the curtain had been torn off.

However, before Zhou Yu could see the situation inside, he was so smoked by the foul smell that emitted that he frowned.

The stench included excrement, the smell of sweat, spoiled meals, and stiff corpses.

Ma Daochang also fanned the end of his nose with his hand, and then squatted down to carefully check the situation inside.

I saw the Chinese worker named Ah Qiang lying straight inside with his mouth half open and his eyes wide open, with some leftover scraps and a long cigarette stick in his hand.

Zhou Yu is quite familiar with this kind of thing, and he has seen it in film and television dramas before, especially Lin Zexu's Humen cigarette sales, isn't this the smoking gun used to smoke big cigarettes?

And this Ah Qiang has lost his life, his eyes are deeply sunken, the dark circles are quite thick, the nose and the corners of his mouth are flowing viscous liquid, and his face is as white as paper, which is obviously caused by an overdose of cigarettes.

No wonder Wu Man was very impatient with the attitude of these compatriots in the morning, and told Zhou Yu not to have anything to do with them, it turned out that things were not as simple as they said.

Where is this Chinese worker who is sick? This is simply self-inflicted!

Ma Daochang preliminarily inspected the corpse, turned around to look like Zhou Yu, shook his head and said, "It's dead, it should have been dead for most of the day." ”

Zhou Yu looked at Lao Wang, who was trembling on the ground, and said in a calm voice: "Didn't anyone here tell you that smoking opium is very harmful to your body?" ”

As if he didn't understand, Lao Wang raised his head and unconsciously said "um".

Zhou Yu ignored him, glanced at Ma Daochang and said, "Let's go, leave this place to George and them to deal with." ”

"Hey, don't go, wait...... Wait for me! ”

Lao Wang saw Zhou Yu and Ma Daochang turn around and leave, and he also got up from the ground in embarrassment, and chased after him in three steps.

At night, two men, covered with white cloths, carried the foul-smelling body of Cuong out of the shack.

However, what Zhou Yu didn't expect was that his tattered and foul-smelling shack was quickly taken by others as his own, and it seemed to be quite popular.

"Throw him farther away, find a place where no one is and bury him!"

George covered his mouth and nose with his hands full of disgust, if it wasn't for Zhou Yu calling him, he wouldn't want to come at all.

"Mr. George, is this a common thing in the Chinese Workers' Camp?"

George covered his mouth and nose in disgust and waved his hand, signaling Zhou Yu to stay away from here before talking.

Finally getting out of the shack, George took a deep breath and said, "See? The closer the Chinese Workers' Camp is to the center, the dirtier it becomes!

The people here are incorrigible, and they will do everything they can to buy these tobacco leaves back from the outside, and your compatriots seem to have a soft spot for this kind of thing! Of course, this is forbidden in our country.

Also, they gamble, fight, steal, defecate everywhere, everything, but Zhou, you and your people are different from them, I can see this, and I advise you not to get too close to these people. ”

"Are you, as the administrators here, going to let them gamble and take drugs like this? Aren't you pretty strict in other areas? ”

Zhou Yu was a little dissatisfied with these local overseers, and he speculated that the local overseers deliberately allowed the Chinese workers to gamble and smoke in the camps, so as to completely destroy the will of the laborers mentally and physically, so that they could not develop the will and ability to resist, and let the capitalists be enslaved.

"Bruce Zhou, you know, there are more than 50,000 laborers in the Chinese labor camp, and how many of us are in charge? I can't manage it at all! That's why I let them take care of themselves, such as Qiao Er in the workshop where you are, he will manage the subordinate labor on our behalf, but this also forms some gray areas, you should understand, this is not something we can manage if we want to manage it at all. ”

Zhou Yu said, even if you have the ability to manage it, you don't want to take care of it, don't say that it doesn't matter to you, just the black money that Qiao Lao Er's gang gave you will not care.

And those gambling equipment and smoking equipment must have also come in from the outside, and these people don't care about the lives of the laborers.

"Alright, we'll take care of the corpse, it's none of your business, go back to where you need to go, turn off the lights, and get ready for bed."

The camp is under militarized management, and the whole camp must turn off the lights and go to bed before 10 o'clock at night.

However, as Zhou Yu guessed just now, the rules are the rules, but there are always some people who don't follow the rules.

When all the C13 brothers had returned to their own warehouse, another group of laborers poured in, talking and laughing.

There are more than 500 people living in this warehouse, and C13 accounts for only one hundred and eight, which is not so remarkable in terms of numbers.

"Come on, come on~~~ Open the village, open the village, big and small? Pressing too much and pressing small? ”

One of the laborers suddenly raised the sieve bell in his hand and shook it with a clang.

At his beckoning, many laborers rushed over and gathered around him to coax, and the excitement was not high.

"They've got a gambling game over there, Mr. Zhou, should we go and see?"

Mu Dezhu's eyes lit up when he saw the jingle of the dice over there, and he wanted to go over to join in the fun when he got up, but he was stopped by Zhou Yu's cold and piercing gaze.

Zhou Yu beckoned, and Wu Xiaolong immediately approached, only to hear him whisper: "Xiaolong, pick a few brothers with honest and selfless personalities to form an internal patrol team, I must ensure that no one among our C13 brothers will touch these two things."

If I find out, I will not only confiscate all his property, but also warn him with his finger cut off for the first time, and if he commits it again after cutting his finger, then I'm sorry, I want him to make it clear that our C13 is not a rabble, our dream is in the New World, and no matter what difficulties can stop us before that! ”

Wu Xiaolong's spirit was shocked, and he said, "It's Mr. Zhou, I know what to do!" ”

Wu Xiaolong used to be a dart master in Tianjin, of course he had heard of the sensational event of "Humen Selling Tobacco", and knew that this kind of thing was very harmful, and Mr. Zhou didn't let them touch it for their own good.

After saying this, Zhou Yu called Lu Xiucai to his side and instructed: "Xiucai, you have to pay close attention to our things recently, not only to prevent outsiders, but also to prevent your brothers from being unable to withstand the temptation, the environment here is even worse than I imagined......"

Zhou Yu was silent for a moment, thought for a while and continued: "Ah ghost, take some brothers and withdraw their gambling game first, although we can't affect the entire Chinese Gong Camp, but at least we can't hide dirt in this dormitory where we live!"

Teach them that in the future, no smoking, no gambling, no open defecation, no stealing chickens and dogs, set up our C13 rules, start with this No. 04 warehouse, start with yourself. ”

"No problem, Mr. Zhou, I'll go teach them well."