After breakfast the next morning, the squad leader did not immediately let the prisoners go to work. Instead, he gathered them together and said that he had something to explain to everyone.
"Last night, an accident occurred in the prison area. A prisoner slipped and fell while taking a shower, injured the back of his head and fell into coma. Finally, he was suffocated to death by a wet towel covering his face.", he said with a complexion. Very seriously, he hit the table several times with the steel whip in his hand to silence the whispering prisoners, "This is simply a shame in our prison area! Such a big person could actually slip. I heard this I couldn't believe my ears when it happened. Are you only three or five years old? How could you slip in the shower? What's even more ridiculous is why no one picked him up and put him in a safe place after he fell? I have to wonder if you cold-blooded trash have any compassion and humanity.”
"From today on, you must wear non-slip slippers when taking a bath. I don't want such a ridiculous tragedy to happen again. If someone falls in the bathroom, the last three people who left the bathroom must be held responsible. Remember, there’s no next time allowed.”
Dulin understood that this was an implicit warning. The bathroom in winter did seem to be the best place to kill people. Once everyone started taking a shower, the water vapor spread quickly, making it almost impossible to see anything more than one meter away in the bathroom. Coupled with the rustling sound of water dripping everywhere, as long as relevant preparations are made, no one will be found dead in the bathroom until the water vapor in the bathroom dissipates.
He felt a little pity that such a good place could no longer be used.
After the team leader named and reprimanded several prisoners who were not working hard, he asked the prison guards to watch the prisoners leave the restaurant and go to the workroom to start working. The most recent order came from a trading company that produces and sells blankets. They ordered a total of 5,000 blankets. With the arrival of winter, seasonal products like this have also reached their peak sales season. The trading company's own factory has no time to operate at full capacity, so it has to teach the tasks to inmates in regional prisons.
Everyone must complete two blankets every day. This is the bottom line. Those who exceed it will be rewarded, and those who fail to complete it will be punished. There is no management style or human kindness at all in such a working environment. Fortunately, the production of blankets is not complicated, or the blankets they make are not high-end products. You only need to use a special tool to clamp a small amount of fluff to penetrate the blanket, and use a needle and thread to tighten it on the back. Although the workload is relatively large, fortunately the work is simple.
"Hey kid, you can make this blanket!" Dulin, who was immersed in his work, didn't notice his surroundings. A blanket was thrown over from a distance away. A guy grinned at him, with a fierce luster in his eyes, "I found that you did it very quickly, so this blanket is my reward for you!"
This kind of provocation and oppression often exists in prisons. There has never been a prison in the world that is full of peace and love. There is oppression and humiliation in all prisons, and therefore class divisions.
Du Lin just glanced at him and threw the blanket he threw on the ground. The guy stood up with his eyes widened. Before he could make any move, the prison guard hit him on the back with a stick. , "Go back and sit down and finish your own thing, otherwise you will suffer tonight!" As he spoke, the prison guard looked at the others again, "I'm warning you, don't cause trouble here, you can't. Get up, do you understand?"
The guy didn't seem to care about the prison guard's stick. He casually swept away the possible dust on his shoulder, pointed at Du Lin, and sat back down. Many prisoners are waiting to watch the show with smiles on their faces. If you want to stand out here and become a leader, you must learn to step on others to elevate yourself. This place is like a dark jungle with basic rules. If you want to stand at the top of the food chain, you must step down on others.
What's disappointing is that after the work was over, the guy who provoked Dulin didn't seem to have an immediate conflict. He seemed to just want to provoke Dulin to take action first. The more this happened, the more Du Lin felt that he could no longer wait. The other party began to try to take the initiative from a passive situation, so the danger must be nipped in the bud.
He quickly set his sights on a very regular guy.
This guy is very strong, and his muscles are as bulging as hard rocks. His life in prison is very regular. He participates in every activity according to the regulations of the prison every day, and he also uses equipment to exercise before eating in the evening. Of course, when taking a shower, they would go in together and come out together. There seemed to be no place to start, but Du Lin found an opportunity.
In the evening of the next day, people started leaving the work area after work was done. The management of prisoners in prisons is basically in a semi-freedom state. As long as they don't violate the rules, they can still have some freedom. In order to prevent these prisoners from spending too much energy on fighting, the prison also opened sports facilities for them to vent their excessive energy.
This strong guy walked to the exercise area according to his own routine. He was very proud of his muscles. He believed that a man should have such a body to be called a man. After doing some machine exercises, he took a short rest and lay on a bench press. The barbell directly above him weighs one hundred and fifty pounds, and there are not many people in the entire prison who can push this weight.
He took a deep breath, pushed the barbell up, pushed it five times and put it back on the rack. He took deep breaths and thought about his next exercise plan. His goal is 180 pounds, but that will take a long time. He pushed the barbell up again. Obviously, the speed and amplitude of his movements this time were much worse than the first time. He opened his mouth and roared loudly, and everyone who was working out was not surprised.
After five pushes for the second time, the barbell returned to the rack, and the rise and fall of his chest and the speed of his breathing accelerated again. When he rested for a moment and lifted the barbell for the third time, he felt obvious difficulty. After barely pushing five times, he placed the barbell above the rack as he was used to, and let go of his hands. He did this every time while in prison.
The metal collision sound when the barbell touched the rack and was supported gave him an illusion of power, but this time it was not power, but death.
For some unknown reason, the 150-pound barbell did not bite the support frame. After a brief contact, it continued to fall and directly pressed on his forehead. Those scientists keep saying that the human skull is the hardest, but they always get it wrong. As he stood up, the barbell pressed on his forehead, pushing his raised head back down. Then with a click, the barbell got stuck between his head and the pillar, and a large amount of blood and some white soft tissue came along. The back of his head fell to the ground.
(End of chapter)