Zhang Chi's gaze fell on the "scale" on the muscular man's right arm.

In Roman mythology, Giustitia, the goddess of justice, held the scales in her left hand and a sword in her right hand – if there was no law when the sword was swung, it was pure violence, and if the law was enforced without a sword, there was no deterrent. At the same time, she must be blindfolded and not take sides – a symbol of absolute fairness and justice.

A black state, embarrassed to call fairness and justice?

"Not interested."

Her gaze went down to catch a glimpse of the suit of clothes that the muscular man was holding in his hand, and where the pocket of his jacket was, there was a sign - 110.

The muscular man shrugged his shoulders: "It seems that you still don't know enough about the justices. ”

Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows.

The muscular man pointed to the back of her hand: "Didn't you notice that you were the only one who was attacked this week?" ”

Zhang Chi: "What? It also has something to do with your justices? ”

The muscular man did not answer the question directly: "Weekdays are very unfriendly to our Red Badge. However, you should have already discovered the vulnerability. ”

Zhang Chi: "What loophole?" ”

The muscular man smiled, "You don't know? Then why do you keep burrowing into the crowd? ”

Zhang Chi: "......"

Muscular man: "The identification stamp that has fallen off can only complete the point transfer if it is authenticated by the bracelet." No one wants to give up their prey. It is even more impossible to make a wedding dress for someone else. Everybody wants to take you down alone. ”

If the Red Badge is killed in the crowd, who will the points go to? If a person has exhausted his physical strength when killing the red seal, can he still rob other bystanders when the identification chapter falls off?

"The safest thing for us to do is to be around people."

Zhang Chi: "You still haven't said why I was the only one who was attacked this week." ”

Muscular Man: "Because you don't have organization." ”

Zhang Chi: "......"

Muscle Man: "Red Badge can't attack other prisoners on weekdays, as long as he can kill Red Badge before the settlement date, he won't be avenged by Red Badge." So, if they are convinced that after your death, there is an organization that will help you avenge you, what will be the end? ”

"No one will touch you easily. Points can only be settled on Sunday, and even if he has saved up enough points to get out of prison on Monday, he must wait until Sunday to ensure that he has the life to complete the settlement by 9 o'clock. ”

Zhang Chi: "It sounds like you're still a warm family." ”

The muscular man is noncommittal.

Zhang Chi: "That's why your other red seals weren't attacked?" You are all members of the Chancellor? ”

Muscleman: "Not really. ”

He stretched out his hand to the line of people who were walking towards the door of the cafeteria: "There are also tiger people." ”

Zhang Chi: "Tiger? ”

Muscular Man: "There are 21 red badges here, 8 of them are from the Tigers, and 12 are from our justices. You're new here. ”

Zhang Chi: "...... Don't tell me that you're still fighting for territory here? ”

The muscular man spread his hands.

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Besides, it's not about the site. The system itself is not capable of allowing all people to coexist peacefully. ”

"There's always someone to sacrifice."

"You should feel lucky. There are many people here who want to submit to the justices. Not everyone has this luck. It's hard to find an umbrella these days. ”

Zhang Chi glanced at the people in the aisle: "You came to woo me, don't you want me to go to the tiger's side?" ”

The muscular man smiled: "You can also choose the tiger." Then we are opponents. After a pause, "The last red seal who lived in your room was the Tiger Man." ”

Zhang Chi: "Are you blackmailing me?" ”

Muscular Man: "No, I'm just helping you analyze it." You can choose whoever you want, and I'm just helping people spread the word. ”

Zhang Chi: "Who are you helping to pass the word?" ”

Muscle Man: "You don't need to know this. ”

"I'm sorry. I don't want anyone. Zhang Chi turned around to leave, "I'm used to being alone." ”

"There's no one here to walk alone. The Red Badge will either elect the Justice or the Tiger. If you don't want to choose, then the Justice and the Tiger will be your enemies. The muscular man's voice sounded behind him, "Pick an organization, and you'll lose half of your enemies—we never attack our own people." ”

Zhang Chi didn't look back.

After eating, there was no time to go back to the dormitory to rest. There weren't many people in the weaving workshop in the afternoon, probably because the rain was already light in the afternoon, or because there were a lot of people who wanted to go to the mine to make up for it. She ran to the weaving workshop and clocked in just in time for 12:58.

When she entered the door, she met Zhou Ke, who only glanced at her, didn't say anything, and hurriedly entered the workshop.

After a few days of practice, Zhang Chi's weaving skills have improved greatly.

She was already able to make up two teddy bears in an hour.

Turning her head, she found that the muscular man was not far behind her right, and there was an operating table in front of her, on which were three woven rabbit dolls, and he was wearing a needle in his hand, even the thickest knitting needle was the same size as an embroidery needle in his hand, and it was hard to imagine such a pair of rough big hands, making rabbit dolls with ease.

How long has he been here?

Zhang Chi asked in his heart.

Halfway through, Zhang Chi went to the pantry. There were quite a few people when I went—about three, and when I came out of the water, someone was leaning against the wall connecting the pantry and the corridor, one foot on the other, and the fingers of his right hand were nodding boredly on the wall behind him, apparently he was not here to catch the water. Seeing Zhang Chi come out, he walked over.

“082？”

Zhang Chi clenched the water glass and raised his head, and saw the sign on his chest - 888.

It's auspicious.

Zhang Chi: "Something?" ”

888: "Did the justice's man look for you?" ”

Zhang Chi: "What? ”

888: "Nothing, a reminder for you." The blue and red medals that died last month were all people from the justices. ”

Zhang Chi thought for a while and said, "Are you a tiger person?" ”

888: "I'm the boss of the Tigers. ”

888 smiled and piled up the wrinkles on his face: "How is it, is it very sincere?" ”

"The justices do this every time, and they always call 110 to come forward. Pretending. I really thought I was still in Sanjin City. Do you know who their boss is? A blue badge. They don't talk about strength, they talk about blood. It's all related households. The newcomers have to be used as cattle and horses. ”

Zhang Chi frowned.

888's voice lowered, and his expression was a little ill-intentioned: "Moreover, they kill their own people. ”

Zhang Chi's expression moved slightly.

888 caught it very keenly, and the smile on his face expanded: "You come to us, everyone is on an equal footing." ”

Zhang Chi: "Are you finished?" ”

888：“…… What? ”

Zhang Chi: "Let's let me go." ”

Zhang Chi crossed 888's outstretched legs, and took advantage of the moment when 888 was stunned, and strode towards his station.

Leaving work on time at 5 o'clock, everyone began to clean up the table, and the muscular man came over.

"888 is looking for you?" The muscular man said.

Zhang Chi put the buttons into the drawer one by one, glanced up at him, lowered his head, and then put away the colored pens and needlework.

"Did he tell you that we killed our own people?" The muscular man said.

Zhang Chi held the hand of the sewing kit for a moment.

For a moment, Zhang Chi felt that he had come to the talent market. Both HR are constantly quoting and pulling peers. And they know each other's bidding routines well.

The muscular man said, "That's all he's going to do." Nothing the Tiger wants. All they take in is social garbage. ”

"Some people who don't have rules. We don't do it to our own people, we just eradicate unruly. Rape, child abuse, and doing things to one's own people – we are □□, not gangsters. ”

"We take risks for the sake of profit, but there is also a bottom line."

Zhang Chi: "......"

The muscular man frowned and looked at Zhang Chi: "What do you think is ridiculous?" ”

Zhang Chi: "I said, I don't want anyone to join. ”

Zhang Chi tightened the drawer, blew the dust on the table, and stood up. The muscular man propped himself up on the table with one hand, and the whole person was like a wall of flesh, blocking her way impartially.

"Reason."

Zhang Chi raised her head, and from this angle, she could even clearly see the muscular man's beard scum: "I never make deals with criminals." ”

Muscular Man: "......"

His expression was as if he had heard a big joke: "What do you think you are, Messenger of Justice?" ”

"Innocent people don't come here." The muscular man said, "You're a red badge." You're guilty of more sins than 90% of people here. Why, as soon as you were arrested, you changed your mind and wanted to be a new person? ”

Zhang Chi was noncommittal.

The muscular man tilted his head and pointed to the crowd of people at the door who were lining up to pass through the metal detector - in order to make sure that no one took anything from the workplace, each prisoner had to be scanned when he left, and following his finger, Zhang Chi saw an acquaintance.

Zhou Ke.

"The 333 with you. Do you know why he doesn't bother with you now? His roommate is a Tiger guy, and he sells ass and hits the line. He found a backer. He is organized, you don't, he looks down on you. ”

Zhang Chi frowned slightly.

Muscular man: "In this, there are no friends, only interests." No one relies on you, whether you are a blue, green, or red, you are just a target. No one wants to be in the company of a target. ”

"You should cherish it. Luckily, you're still a little bit skilled. We are in a daze. ”

The muscular man glanced at her contemptuously: "The tiger's people want to rob you, don't you think you're a sweetheart?" ”

"Everyone here wants to join the organization. Being a maverick won't show you what you're capable of, it will only make you die faster. ”

"You talk a lot." Zhang Chi bypassed the muscular man and got out of his seat.

The muscular man's face was not very good-looking, he looked at Zhang Chi's back, and finally, he suddenly smiled.

"Okay. At least you won't go to the Tigers. A red badge of 1000 points. It's a good deal for us too. ”

Don't choose anything, that is, no one will be her backer. There is no price to kill her. Anytime, anywhere, without any scruples.

Zhang Chi paused.

The muscular man's voice continued to sound behind him: "I hope you can survive the settlement day." ”

The weaving workshop is about a 10-minute walk from the canteen. The prisoners walked fast, and once they were off duty, no one wanted to stay any longer - there was no boss here, and there was no promotion when the conspicuous bag was made.

Zhang Chi deliberately walked very slowly, waiting until everyone overtook her, and then slowly kept up with the speed of the team. The rain had subsided in the afternoon, and by five o'clock the floor was clean, and the weaving workshop was again indoors, and the prisoners who had passed from the weaving workshop did not need to go to the shower to clean up. After confirming that everyone had gone to the cooking team, Zhang Chi turned his head and touched the shower room.

The farmland and the mine were far from the canteen, and the showers were empty before the prisoners from the two locations arrived.

She ran to the single shower, opened and closed the doors one by one, and after making sure there was no place to hide, she slipped into the last shower, locked the door, and climbed onto the wall-mounted metal soap dish embedded in the wall.

The soap dish is held in place by four screws, two on the left and two on the right, both in the upper and lower corners. Zhang Chi's fingers exerted force, and the screw in the upper left corner of her fingertip was heated in an instant, and with a slight pull, the slightly deformed screw fell into her hand.

Zhang Chi put the screw into his pocket, took a step back, reached the position of the door panel, facing the rain-drenched nozzle and the parallel soap box, looked at it for a moment, and then stepped forward and took out the screw in the upper right corner of the soap box, which melted into two sections in the palm of his hand, one is a nut, the other is a tail, and the screw nailed into the wall is very long, even if it is divided into two halves, one side has the length of a little finger fingernail cover.

She rotated the nut back into place, and pressed the remaining tail into her palm to create a flattened round end, about the size of a nut, and then took out the screw she had taken out of her pocket, and used the small tip of the tail to carve a pentagonal in the center of the round head—all the screws were pentagonal.

There is always a difference between manual grinding and the machine, Zhang Chi put the polished half of the screw in the open space in the upper left corner of the metal soap box, and took a step back - fortunately, from a distance, it is a big point set of small points, and there is almost no gap.

The tail of the remade half-cut screw was too small to have any support, and it was impossible to hang on the wall, so Zhang Chi put the fake nut into the hole and directly pressed the edge of the nut with his hand, fusing the nut with the soap dish little by little. Three—two and a half screws, to be exact, is enough to support the weight of a piece of soap, and there is nothing obtrusive about this fake nut that becomes part of a soap dish.

Footsteps could be heard outside the door.

It is very physically demanding to twist the metal by hand, and after doing this, Zhang Chi is already sweating profusely. She put the stolen screws in her pocket, unscrewed the door and was about to go out, and her body was stunned—

When you come out of the shower, the ground should not be dry.

Prisoners from the mines and farmlands entered the door one by one, and the sound of water fell to the ground one after another.

Zhang Chi took off the rain sprinkler, turned on the faucet, drenched the ground, took out the soap and rubbed his hands, the fragrance was overflowing, and then the soap dish, the partition, and all the places to her height were drenched with water, turned off the faucet, went out, and did it in one go.

After eating, Zhang Chi immediately went back to the dormitory. Lock the door and sit down on the bed—the tables in the cell are facing the center of the door, and you can see it through the small ventilated hole in the doorway.

She sat with her back against the wall, sitting at the head of the bed on the side of the door, and when she had just entered the dormitory, she had seen that it was a complete dead end. Although prison guards usually only show up at 10 o'clock, it's always a good idea to be on the safe side – and no one knows if anyone other than the guards will show up.

Zhang Chi took out the screws and clamped them in the palms of his hands and rubbed them open. Five minutes later, he rubbed out a single-ended needle that was longer than the palm of his hand, thicker than the ordinary needle, a little thinner than the knitting needle, one end was the head of the pentagonal screw, and the other end was a very sharp needle tip.

Half of the handouts were penetrated in an instant.

Zhang Chi put away the needle, squatted down, and lifted the bed frame of the single bed from the ground with force. The bed frame is welded from a hollow metal tube, and Zhang Chi leans his back against the ground and screws obliquely into the metal tube of the left bed frame.

She clapped her hands and stood up, looked at the bed frame, and her eyes fell on a small round hole in the floor—the foot of the bed had not been moved for years, and the color of the floor was noticeably different from the one around her.

She crouched down and adjusted the angle a little more until she felt that there was nothing wrong with her and finally began to wash her hands.

No one wants to live in the open all day, they choose their companions, and they agree that they can't do anything with each other, so they have lost a lot of enemies. But there needs to be a limit to the size of the gang, not too little – not a deterrent, not too much – and if too many people join the gang, then who will be the one to be killed?

Weak people desperately want to join gangs, gangs desperately reject weak beings, and they need these consumables for their growth. Batch after batch of prisoners who come to the prison, once they perceive a valuable object, they will be drawn into the gang to supplement the vitality - the gangs fight each other, and there will definitely be casualties.

But are the gang members who die the most? Not necessarily.

Two-for-tat gangs are like two big fish, once the big fish collide, it will be bloody and bloody, and both sides will lose. They will avoid collisions and instead eat the unsuspecting little fish.

Both 110 and 888 are lying.

What kind of dead red seal is a gimmick to raise the price for oneself and suppress others.

They want to woo themselves this way because they don't want to have any collision with the other side - they are looking for a peaceful way to increase their power, and they will not act rashly until they are sure that they will swallow the other side. They are afraid of losing their strength.

She's important. If she was the leader of both sides, she wouldn't have done so quickly, assuming that instead of hitting with a single hit, she would have taken refuge on the other side? She will observe for a while longer. But there's no guarantee either – some black states leave no stone unturned.

Unless she shows strength that is different from ordinary people, makes them jealous, afraid, and produces the belief that if she kills her, many gang members may be broken, then this matter is not worth it. She's going to be the big fish too.

Standing in front of the mirror, Zhang Chi looked at his face.

Young, energetic.

Unfamiliar.

She had no idea who she really was. She didn't look like a heteroblood, whether it was in the magazines or any heteroblood she'd ever seen, none of them were like her. She's not a modified human, she can't detect the modified nerves in her body, and besides, she's able to work in the mines.

Her body is as strong as a cow, and she has not been dizzy once after long-term contact with the Lanming sand mine.

How did she end up in jail? No one came to tell her. She is a red medal, and she must have committed a very serious crime.

But what kind of felony can a girl of this age commit and be exiled to Junk Island?

What kind of person was she originally and did she have family and friends? Could she possibly be affiliated with some organization?

She didn't know anything.

The only thing she knows is that this is a new student who has been so hard.

There's no reason for her to fall here.

She will definitely get out of prison.