326 It is good to catch it
It can be seen that Shouhou is very prestigious in room 24.
Zhang Peng had no choice but to stop and stand on the same spot again.
"Throw your things on the bed and squat on the toilet!"
Thin Monkey shouted again.
"Can't squat."
Zhang Peng shook his head and replied.
"Hey! It's strange that I'm riding a horse, and you come here to be the warden? The rules here have existed since ancient times, and you have to change them when you come here?"
Faced with Zhang Peng's repeated provocations, Shouhou obviously got really angry.
In fact, in modern prisons, management is relatively standardized. The phenomenon of cell bosses like the last century does still exist, but it is already a very small part.
If you really get into a fight at every turn, you will be arrested and sent to squat in a small cell. The space in the small cell is as small as a dog cage. If you straighten your waist, you can't straighten your legs. If you straighten your legs, you can't straighten your legs.
My waist, in short, is extremely uncomfortable.
This is actually quite bearable, but what is truly unbearable is the psychological depression and fear.
Most of the time you stay in a small cell for seven days. During these seven days, you eat, drink, and defecate in such a small room, and no one talks to you. It is normal for loneliness phobia to appear in a closed room such as a small cell.
Generally, those who are released after being detained for seven days will be mentally depressed for at least ten and a half months and cannot recover.
What's more, you have fought too many times, so if I put you in handcuffs and shackles, wouldn't it make you unhappy? Besides, if you can't win the half-year sentence reduction, it might give you a few more years.
So what's the point of fighting in prison? To have fun?
But in the face of Zhang Peng's disregard for the rules of the cell, it would be defensible for Shouhou to beat him.
After all, Shouhou is the officially appointed supervisor, also known as the trumpet leader. He wants to punish Zhang Peng for not cooperating with his work. There is nothing wrong with him at all!
"You have the final say in this prison?"
Who knew that Zhang Peng did not answer his question, but changed the topic and asked a question.
"Yeah! What's wrong!"
Shouhou replied rather forcefully without thinking.
"Turn around and I'll fuck you!"
Zhang Peng said these six words casually, turned around and walked towards the only empty bunk.
"Oh, fuck, I'm sorry for not taking care of you! Fuck him for me!"
After Shouhou cursed a few words, he shouted, and all the prisoners in Cell No. 24 rushed towards Zhang Peng.
Zhang Peng put down his luggage and stood there with his hands clenched, like a straight javelin, indomitable.
Just when the show of one against twenty was about to begin, there was suddenly the sound of knocking on the big iron door.
"Kangkongkangkang!"
The guard who had sent Zhang Peng there earlier hit the big iron gate with a rubber stick, pointed at the thin monkey and asked: "Skinny monkey, are you riding a horse to play the Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties with me?"
The thin monkey was not afraid of being disciplined, and said straight back: "No! I'm not teaching him the rules. This little brat is trying to give me a prick!"
"Why don't you teach me the rules? If so, teach them well and don't mess around with me, you know? I'll deal with you if you make a fuss!"
The guard was obviously a little angry, and he squinted and cursed angrily.
"Okay!" Thin Monkey nodded, but his face was obviously unconvinced.
"You are the discipline, you are the biggest! It's all gone! It's all gone!"
Then the thin monkey waved his hand, and the prisoners who gathered together dispersed.
The guard straightened the brim of his hat, pointed at Zhang Peng with a rubber stick and said, "Come out for a moment."
Zhang Peng walked toward the door. The guard opened the door, locked it again after Zhang Peng came out, and led Zhang Peng back to the preparation room where more than a dozen square meters of on-duty personnel rested.
The guard took out a pack of Yunyan worth ten yuan and handed it to Zhang Peng: "Do you want to smoke?"
"Thanks."
Zhang Peng took out one and held it in his mouth.
"Click"
The guard helped Zhang Peng light the cigarette and asked, "Did you offend someone?"
"Um."
Zhang Peng took a puff of cigarette and replied.
"Twenty-four and twenty-five is called the Prison of Death. It's very dangerous for you to come in after being locked up for three years."
The guard also lit a cigarette and said slowly.
"Why are you telling me this?"
This is not Zhang Peng's first day in the society. Naturally, he understands that there is no good thing in this world without a reason, so he asked this question.
"Haha." The guard smiled and replied, "There is a second-hand car dealer, Boss Zhao, who asked me to take care of you."
Zhang Peng nodded and said nothing.
The guard added again: "There is a cadre in the staring class on the second floor who also mentioned it to me. I guess it is also related to you. If this relationship is normal, you will not suffer much in the North City Prison."
But the discipline officer soon changed the subject and said, "But you seem to have caused a lot of trouble, right?"
"Yes!" Zhang Peng replied without hesitation.
It's okay if he doesn't come in, but once he does, the people he offended will undoubtedly try to stumbling him in the opposite direction, wishing he could be tortured to death in prison.
Anyway, the prison also has a certain quota of deaths every year. If Zhang Peng really dies in it, and pressure is exerted at all levels, the greatest possibility is that the big thing will be reduced to a trivial matter.
The guard looked seriously and said: "We will try our best to protect you, but we cannot be on duty in the prison area 24 hours a day. You have to pay more attention to yourself."
"Okay, thank you for your discipline." Zhang Peng showed a rare smile.
"You can go back after smoking! By the way, don't make the relationship with Shouhou too tense, maybe he can keep you."
At this point, the guard paused and added: "Thank you, Boss Zhao, for my Jin Junmei."
Zhang Peng put out the smoke that was almost burning to the filter in the ashtray, raised his head and replied: "Okay."
Immediately, the guards took Zhang Peng back to room 24 and called Shouhou to the preparation room.
Zhang Peng sat on the bunk calmly, minding his own business, completely ignoring the eager eyes of the prisoners.
In the preparation room, the thin monkey and the guard sat facing each other and smoked.
The thin monkey crossed his legs and said straight to the point: "Guard Zhang, I don't want to get involved in your affairs!"
"The people above are locked up in your cell. Is it okay if you want to interfere with them?" Guard Zhang replied with a half-smile.
"Huh!" Thin Monkey took a puff of his cigarette and replied with a somewhat angry expression: "What you mean, Officer Zhang, is that I am sitting in prison and trouble comes from the sky. I am responsible for all the offending things."
chant?"
Guard Zhang blinked and said nothing.
Seeing that Guard Zhang didn't answer anything, Skinny Monkey had no choice but to ask, knowingly: "This man named Zhang Peng is the one who teaches you?"
"Who among these ten rooms is not mine?" Guard Zhang answered ambiguously.
"Okay! If you say so, Zhang Guan, I will understand." Thin Monkey lowered his head and finished the cigarette in one gulp.
Guard Zhang crossed his arms, leaned on the chair and said, "I don't know how to transfer posts, and you only have three years, so it won't be a loss no matter what."
"I'll think about it." Thin Monkey threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray.
"Jin Yu, if you try to please both sides, you will only get offended by both sides!"
Seeing Shouhou's vacillating attitude, Guard Zhang couldn't help but say this.
The thin monkey, known as Jin Yu, blinked his small eyes at Guard Zhang and replied: "Brother Zhang, who has to think about it when faced with a choice? What if it looks like a pie and you don't catch it and you will be smashed to death?"
Chapter completed!