"Check for contraband, everyone, with your back against the wall."
When the guard's face appeared at the iron door, he roared at the top of his voice. The prisoners in a cell were like frightened rabbits, nervously and quickly sticking a layer along the wall. Those who moved slower would always be kicked by their companions. One foot, and then motioned him to follow the standard posture.
The standard posture is to be close to the wall, including the eyes can only look at the wall. The guard brought a few free prisoners in, and threw down the arranged quilts and clothes on the bed partition, throwing them down and kicking them. The free prisoners groped inside and looked at the better clothes. Throw it outside, suspecting that there is something in it; as for the occasional cigarettes, lighters, or other scarce items hidden in it, they will all be searched by free criminals.
But in this warehouse, because the head of prison Fu didn't have such worries, the free criminals probably searched and reported that there was nothing for the guards. The guard signaled them to go out, then yelled that no one could move until the cell was cleaned, and then yelled to come in through the corridor.
cleaning? Yu Zui didn't understand where this came from. The world of prisons was new to him, and he had already forced himself to accept too many things these days.
Before they had time to think, the cleaners entered the door. The two were fully armed, wearing gas masks and carrying large sprayers. When they pressed the button, white mist sprayed out. Yu Zui held his breath subconsciously. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the armed police above his head had also put on their gas masks. As a strong smell of chemicals filled him, he understood that this was to disinfect the prison.
Woo... woo... woo, the sound of the electric jet rang for a long time, from top to bottom, including the standing prisoners, including the air release warehouse outside, lost in the thick fog for a while, until the iron door was locked again, and the water mist It didn't dissipate at all, and the strong smell of medicine made the eyes and nose of the prisoner runny, and the sound of coughing and coughing was endless.
Fu Guosheng ran to the air shed the moment the door was closed, he ran the fastest, ran to the running faucet, splashed cold water on his face, gasped for breath, and then swarmed out from behind, splashing cold water on his face , roared like a beast in his throat, and the medicine mist dissipated slowly to relieve the breath.
Huh? When Fu Guosheng slowed down, he realized that Yu Zui had already been sitting in the corner, and he dared to be earlier than him. He asked strangely: "You haven't washed it since you came in, how do you know to run here?"
This kind of cleaning will be done every once in a while. Those who run slowly will be choked badly, and those who are more serious may be fainted by choking. Yu Zui wiped his face and smiled: "I can't surprise you with everything I do, right? You need to think with your head."
By the way, you don't need to use your head to think, you must run to a ventilated and watery place, Fu Guosheng smiled, and sat with Yu Zui again. The prisoners in the first warehouse were all gathered in the air warehouse waiting for the smell of medicine to go away. Many of them were yelling at the guards. Every time they were cleaned, it was as if they had entered the gas chamber. It took a long time for you to relax. Especially the newcomer passport brother who came in today was the worst. He accidentally turned his head and was sprayed in the face, squatting in front of the faucet with snot and tears, uglier than dead parents.
Don't expect anyone to sympathize with him, not only does he not sympathize, but he looks at someone who is worse than himself, which is very comforting. Many people laughed and teased the newcomers, and Yu Zui also said casually with lingering fear: "This is What is so choking?"
"Insecticide, that's the cure." Abu said, showing a new bean spot on his wrist, like a pimple, with a red circle and white spots, and a little bit of pus squeezed out.
Occupational diseases can be found everywhere, including in prisons, such as boils, warm rashes, parasites, erythema, and unknown swellings and pains. Even if the prison is cleaned every day, these things cannot be prevented from breeding in places without sunlight.
Fu Laotou got used to it long ago, and said in vernacular: "The main ingredient is biological acrylic resin, which inhibits mites; the other box should contain dichlorvos and butyl ether. If there is no ventilation, the two boxes will smoke us." Not a problem."
"It doesn't treat us as human beings, so let's spray it like this." Yu Zui said with a smile.
Everyone laughed. In fact, those who came in were already used to not treating themselves as human beings. When everyone was laughing, Yu Zui frowned slightly, it was because of the awkward name of the drug just now, "bioacrythroxine", "butyl ether", he didn't know what those were, but this Nouns, spoken by the illiterate and illiterate everywhere, seem to make him feel out of place.
"Isn't this product selling fake medicine?"
Yu Zui looked at Laotou Fu, who was chatting and laughing, and contacted the rich and popular performance of this guy, so he defined it as such, but he suppressed his curiosity and didn't ask.
Everyone here has wonderful stories that happened outside, and those wonderful stories are enough to last here and become a comfort to a boring life, and there are many that don’t need to be asked.
No, the medicine mist has just dissipated, and it's still early before the next meal, and a group of scumbags have started to tossing again, and today's tossing is quite innovative, even Yu Zui's interest is brimming.
What are you doing? steal something. Yes, mock stealing.
Two days ago, the guy from Anhui, who was promoted from mopping the floor to being a kitchen sink, was called short-haired because of the short beard on his mouth. He gave lectures to Guawa and others, he is a habitual thief, but here the hero is useless, the scumbags are all cleaner than their faces, how can they steal.
Brother Huozui has a way. He folded and tore up a pile of newspapers and used them as money. Give one pile to the onlookers, and let Shorthair steal it. Originally, I thought that there was nothing he could do in front of everyone, but unexpectedly, Brother Shorthair came here in a big storm, and begged and said: "Brother, you can't do this, it's too difficult. We all steal things when others are not on guard, how can you do it when you are on guard?"
"What's the skill to be unprepared? It's the skill to be able to steal even if you're on guard." Kuozui couldn't help but waved his hand triumphantly for the little brother, who was usually slapped in the face. The short-haired brother is even more thieves, he smiled and raised his hand, pinched his fingers, and flicked his pocket with a twitch of his mouth.
Well, things have changed hands long ago. I didn't see it at all, until Shorthair spread out his hand, and a small stack of money-shaped newspapers appeared.
Wow, I didn't even see how to steal it, hey, surrounded by those interlaced like mountains, the short-haired performance desire was aroused, and I patted my shoulders and taught Brother Guawa, brother, you can get it right, Don't look at me, look at me and your things are about to be lost. Turning over his hands as he spoke, Guawa screamed as if being molested, touched his pocket, and the things were long gone.
Then tease another one, brother, look at how I stretched out this hand. The man looked at the short-haired hand, and he raised it, as if his fingers were different from others. But when he looked curiously, someone had already laughed, because Short Hair had put his other hand into his pocket, and stole something in the blink of an eye. What's the matter, can you still trust the thief to reason with you
It was a wonderful game these few times, stealing from other people's pockets was like doing magic, which aroused Quan Cang's interest, so everyone surrounded the short hair, and the old thief began to preach and teach. As a thief, the key is to divert the target's attention, no matter how you divert his attention, as long as his attention is not on his pocket, you can attack... Of course, professional skills are also very important. They all poke their fingers at the wooden stake until they reach the height of the index finger and middle finger... If you don’t believe me, then I’ll be one for you to follow.
Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, the short-haired brothers simply came to the scene, put two fingers on the left and right hands on the ground, and started to do push-ups. Then they left one hand, and the two fingers of the other hand supported the whole body weight, and they could still do three push-ups. with push-ups. I stood up and showed my two fingers. Others saw that they were indeed aligned, and that the bones were deformed.
Such a talented person who is deformed, but it is frustrating to look normal. It seems that being a thief is not so easy.
The crowd surrounded the short-haired people with smiles, and they boasted with gaping mouths and open teeth. He said, it’s boring to be a thief. We rob to make money by IQ. When others asked how to make money, he said it was actually very Simple, just dig in the trash can, dig, dig, as long as you come across those thrown express boxes, the list will be collected, with the address, name, and contact number marked on it, and you will drop by the door... Of course, the necessary makeup It is still necessary, put on the vest of the courier company, choose a unit building with less strict access control, knock on the door and shout: "Hey, your express mail, sign for it." Then the door opens and grabs it directly.
The proliferation of online shopping now provides a lot of opportunities for this kind of crime. Brother Huozui said, so he will do this. Brother built a three-story building in his hometown. If he didn’t meet a woman who is greedy, he would rob him by the way. Personality, now I have gone back to my hometown to be happy. So I said, women are disasters.
As soon as he was depressed, Guawa comforted him, brother, the hero of the world, there are too many folded in the cunt, it's not shameful.
It’s really not shameful, it made the listeners laugh so hard, just as the chatter stopped, another thief came up and said to everyone awe-inspiringly, Brothers, my boss taught us professional lockpicking skills, we will organize it when we get out. A thieves union, just like the one in the game, organizes all the thieves in Guangzhou. We can steal whatever we want and whoever we want. Wouldn't it be a happy life for the gods.
As soon as he proposed, all the scumbags agreed in unison. They brought over the person who made the fake passport again, and a group of people stared at them and tried to force a confession, and they asked if there was any truth in it. After hearing that a fake photo could be sold for thousands of dollars, many people decided to go out and change their careers. mind.
The middle and lower levels were discussing, making Fu Guosheng, Yu Zui, and Ruan Lei's leadership team ridiculous.
This bad check was generously given, but there were not many believers, and if he was put in prison, who would expect to meet honest people. Yu Zui looked at Ruan Lei's left ankle which had just subsided from swelling and was still a little bit lame. At this moment, he felt a little apologetic, and asked with concern, "Is it still hurting? Brother Ruan, you won't take revenge on me, will you?"
"If there is any enmity, remember, we are all the same kind of people, one is scum, the other is dead." Ruan Heizi said, this person is the same as his appearance, very bold, he said these words with a smile while holding Yu Zui's shoulder. Fu Guosheng was not happy about it, and he scolded: "Heizi, if you live, you are not bad. I think your crime is not serious this time. You were caught in the big crackdown. This kind of arrest is too rough, obviously not If you have any substantive evidence, you will be released sooner or later."
"Old Fu, what you said makes sense." Heizi stared at the bull's eye, turned around and repeated: "But the police don't listen to you."
"That's not necessarily the case, maybe I'll go out and get you out, how about it? Would you like to do it with me? Violent crime has no future, follow me in the future, let's play crime with high IQ." Old Fu invited, very proud Heizi, whose IQ is not very high, was dumbfounded. He thought for a while, and said directly: "Beheading and stabbing are all chopping. Is it so clear? What are you talking about? I can only chop people."
Yu Zui was amused by this pure scum, and he covered his face and smiled, but the old man had a headache. It is not so easy to explain this low-level and high-IQ crime to Heizi, and Heizi is very unconvinced. It has always been famous in the south, and the faces of those who hear it change color. Those who have gold bars on their hands, bracelets and famous watches on their wrists, as long as they are targeted by the beheading party, even the valuables and parts of the body will disappear, but the method is not complicated. Just solve the problem, this swiftness fits Brother Hei's character.
"It's just benzidine, levorphanol and other anesthetics that are neutralized with acetic acid. That won't work, Heizi. Once you check these illegal drugs, you will be taken out of the pot." Fu Lao said, As soon as the name was mentioned, Heizi was stunned, and asked strangely how do you know, this is the secret of the hand-cutting party, the old Fu said disdainfully: "Go out and I will give you some better ones, don't... That matter, I was impatient to live, do you know how the police deal with the beheading party now? As long as they find it, they can be killed on the spot."
But no, that’s still a fool, or how could Brother Hei come to the end of the road? If he really went out, let him fish us all out and hang out together."
"I can't get out. I've been arrested. Forty-seven grams, I almost have to start." Abu squinted his eyes and said with an expression of resignation. For drug dealers, the end is a dead end.
"Don't be discouraged, Abu, how many people worry about getting a job now, you don't have to worry about it, the country takes care of it." Yu Zui said with a smile. Hearing this black humor, Old Fu and Heizi were all smiles, and Abu also smiled unexpectedly. In the deep eyes of the Uighurs, Yu Zui saw clarity, and he had no doubt that this guy, like him, was thinking about his hometown, his relatives, and maybe the love in his heart.
When a scumbag is not a scumbag, it is also like a human being, and sometimes it is embarrassing. At this time, Yu Zui felt that they were not so heinous, after all, scum also had human elements. He got up, and in the strange eyes of everyone, he ended his nonsense as usual without warning, washed his face, and then returned to the bunk very lonely, curled up so alone, with his eyes closed, as if sleeping caught.
No one noticed, what he washed away were the tears that flowed from his nose. He thought of his father, his son who must be still waiting for a new police uniform to come home; he thought of those friends in the police academy, they must have been Putting on a bright police uniform, he sat in the police car proudly. He was immersed in a longing that was extremely disharmonious with what he saw in front of him. Only by closing his eyes could he return to his previous life.
He hates, but he is calm, just as he accepts many changes calmly.
"Old Fu, maybe we really missed the mark, and Yu Er might just be a thief."
Heizi Ruan Lei turned his head to look sideways. These days, he has an opinion on Yu Xiaoer, who is neither evil nor fierce, who is still pensive from time to time.
"I look like it too." Ab said, wiping the beard on his chin, because Yu Er's appearance made him drop a notch in the eyes of the rich, and the prestige of Yu Er's words in the prison was even greater than that of Yu Er. The prison boss made him a little envious and jealous, and he emphasized again: "Yes, he is a thief."
"Hehe, he is a thief, and he is also a thief with ideals and pursuits." Fu Guosheng smoothed things over and said with a light smile, as if he appreciated it.
After all, in the material age, there are not many people with ideals and pursuits, even if they are a thief!