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Chapter VI Rules

Mei Qian originally thought that she would spend the night watching TV, but she didn't expect that after the news time, commercials were being played.

The people in the cell were suddenly divided into several groups, reading books, playing cards and chess, some chatting quietly together, and some staring at the TV all the time.

Of course, no one paid any attention to him, but they occasionally glanced at him with complicated expressions.

Mei Qian felt that TV was boring, so she put her mind down for the time being and picked up a book to read.

It is said that when he was taking the book, the person on the side stretched out his hand to stop him, but for some reason he retracted it and turned his head.

Mei Qian glanced at it coldly and pretended not to have seen it. He placed the slippers neatly on the ground and leaned against the wall with his legs crossed, never turning them up.

Although he spoke forcefully to the police during the interrogation, he didn't get a good rest on the plane yesterday. He only slept for two hours after such a long time. No matter how alarming his physical condition was, he was still sleepy.

It was the first time he came in, but he had heard a lot of rumors about the prison and the detention center. He knew that there were many rules and a strict schedule. No one else was sleeping, so there was no need for him to make himself uncomfortable in such a small matter, so he could only force himself.

Bear with it.

After finally reaching the bedtime, I took off my vest and fell asleep. Because he was lying at the end, I could clearly hear the sound of someone going to the toilet at night.

I don’t know if she got used to it, but Mei Qian slept soundly.

The next day when he opened his eyes to the ringtone, he glanced at the system. The popularity value had reached more than 8 million. After thinking about it, he refrained from drawing a lottery. He wanted to see if there was any special reward for saving 10 million, just in case.

How about a golden legend?

After breakfast, Mei Qian was prepared to be interrogated again, but ended up spending the day peacefully.

I followed the crowd out of the back door, did a set of gymnastics in a small space where I could see the sky through the iron railings, and moved around freely for a while. This is what I call a break.

In the afternoon, a new person came to the cell. He was much more obedient than Mei Qian. He squatted in front of the bald head and listened to the other person explaining the rules.

Mei Qian had a good ear, and he could hear some things even if he didn't want to listen. Combined with other people's chatting, he finally had some understanding of his current situation.

It turns out that this cell is the so-called transitional warehouse. The people in it are entering the detention center for the first time. They come here to adapt to the environment and learn the rules.

Therefore, this place is the strictest, and there are requirements for everything you do. After staying for one to two weeks, you will be transferred to a regular cell.

Of course, there are exceptions. The bald man and the others who sleep near the door are designated by the prison guards. Basically, they have to stay until they are sentenced and go directly to jail. They usually assist the guards with some management work.

Those who are close to the toilet like Mei Qian are newcomers. It is said that if new people come, they will have to use the floor.

Newcomers do not have to do any on-duty work for the first three days, but they can only silently recite the prison rules, take cold showers, are not allowed to talk to others, are not allowed to read, and must even use the toilet within the specified time, otherwise they will be punished by cleaning the toilet or facing the wall.

Mei Qian blinked, remembering the book he read last night and the comfortable hot bath, and continued listening, then he couldn't help but look at the vest on his body, and suddenly realized.

There were 20 people in a cell, but he and the bald man named Ke Wenxuan were the only ones wearing yellow vests and were classified as "serious criminals."

There are everyone in the detention center. Those in blue vests either served a short sentence and were released, or the crimes are not serious and there is hope during the trial. At this time, they just want to get through peacefully and go home or go to the prison.

It's much better than this damn place.

Moreover, the rumored tomb robbers who eat the dead are basically evil-minded. If you conflict or even fight with such people, the consequences will be too serious to be worth it.

I didn't wear shackles like Ke Guangtou, so I thought the "crime" might be lighter.

Mei Qian still had time to comfort herself at this moment...

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I have to say that humans are really strange creatures. In the next few days, Mei Qian was able to eat and sleep well.

I can't think of my own novel. I sigh when I think about it. I will also curse in my heart, curse the system, and curse myself. Why was it wrong to write it in the first place? I had to write about tomb robbing. Is there a judgment this time?

Of course, the third uncle of the Southern School and the world's most popular singer in his previous life are also missing.

unlucky……

This is shameless. Who asked you to copy other people’s settings?

Cough! Cough!

The fourth day falls on the weekend, so it's a little more relaxed, but the so-called free activities are also very limited, and the entertainment time is a little longer, not as rigid as before.

Because the boss was dissatisfied with Mei Qian's attitude, others were afraid of him. Even though three days had passed, no one took the initiative to talk to him.

Mei Qian will not go forward to sell it, and will just follow the crowd.

Of course, hygiene still needs to be cleaned up, and everyone is assigned work after the meal.

The cell was usually very clean, but Mei Qian saw a thin young man wearing glasses, kneeling and wiping the floor with a rag for several days in a row. What should I say? He was wearing white socks and it didn't look dirty when he stepped on them. It only reflected light.

It's a coincidence that the person is still mopping the floor today. In addition to taking turns cleaning the toilet, mopping the floor is the heaviest job, and he also has to mop the walls. It takes a long time and is tiring.

This is obviously bullying.

Mei Qian was only responsible for cleaning the bookshelf, and it was done quickly.

Others have gathered together, either watching TV or playing cards.

It was a hot summer day, but there was only one fan above the head of the room. I would sweat even if I didn't move. Many people had taken off their clothes and were only wearing vests and shorts, so you could still feel the heat.

But the young man was still working hard, and his vest was soaked through.

Maybe he finally couldn't help it, and he seemed to have whispered something to complain. Unexpectedly, someone heard him, and immediately someone with a big body and a round waist poked his head with his hand.

It wasn't really a beating, the action was very light, but it was obviously insulting.

The young man also became angry. He threw away the rag and stood up. However, there was a certain gap between him and his opponent in terms of body and shape.

At this time, the leader, Ke Guangtou, also dragged his shackles forward, pointed at the young man's nose and scolded: "Ning Chi, you are so disobedient to the rules, do you need me to find the prison guard?"

The young man named Ning Chi's expression changed slightly, he was silent for a moment, and then he stooped down and picked up the rag.

He flinched, and the trumpeter snorted coldly, and walked back again.

The strong man became even more arrogant and patted Ning Chi's face with a smile.

Before it was over, some of the guys who had been playing poker with the strong man also moved forward, obviously provoking, as if they expected Ning Chi not to dare to make a move.

After a while, Ning Chi's face turned red with anger.

Originally, Mei Qian had no intention of caring about who was being bullied in this cell, as long as it didn't get to her head.

But at this moment I really couldn’t stand it any longer, so I immediately spoke out.

"Are you going to fight? I'm ringing the bell."

It happened that he was not far from the alarm, and he could take a picture just by stretching out his hand.

As soon as he said this, everyone turned their heads and looked over.

Mei Qian paid no attention to those fierce glances and chuckled: "If you don't want everyone to be punished, just calm down."

The strong man and others didn't seem to have a good temper, but they seemed to have scruples. They gave Mei Qian a hard look and sat back on the bunk.

Perhaps there was a lot of movement here. Not long after, several guards from the detention center walked in, and everyone stood facing the wall.

A guard asked Bald Ke what was going on. Bald Ke laughed and said everyone was joking.

When I asked Ning Chi again, he lowered his head and didn't say anything about being bullied.

As the only felon in prison, Mei Qian finally felt the focus.

He stood with his hands on the wall and was searched, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

The guards didn't want to have to clean up on the weekends, so they found nothing unusual. In the end, the problem was reduced to a trivial matter, and they went out after giving a few warnings...

Mei Qian continued to read the novel. After an unknown amount of time, someone approached him.

Glancing around, it was Ning Chi who was holding a book in his hand.

"Thank you." The first sentence is to say thank you.

"No, I just don't want you to cause trouble." Mei Qian continued to stare at the page and said lightly: "I also want to buy some snacks."

While staying in the detention center, I had no human rights or freedoms. I didn't eat well. I might have eggs or fatty meat for lunch, but the rest of the time I had cabbage, tofu, steamed buns and rice porridge. The taste was very bad, either salty or bland.

I heard that you can spend money to buy stir-fries and snacks for a few days, but if someone gets into a fight, the whole cell can only eat pig food for a month.

So, he was really just greedy.

"No matter what, I have to thank you, otherwise I will be in big trouble." Ning Chi was not scared away by his coldness. Instead, he raised the thick book in his hand and asked again: "Are you really Mei Qian?"

?The writer who wrote this book?”

Mei Qian took a closer look, wasn't it the "Tomb Robber Diary" that he had changed beyond recognition? Could it be that he was still a reader?

Nodding, Ning Chi immediately showed an excited expression: "Since you have come in, do you mean that everything written in the novel is true?"

Mei Qian was speechless. Do even readers think I am a tomb robber?

He didn't want to explain, but he was a reader after all, and he hadn't spoken to anyone for a few days. After thinking about it, he simply closed the book and chatted word by word with Ning Chi.

Ning Chi claimed that she was tricked by her classmates and sold fake cigarettes online before joining.

He seemed unwilling to talk more about his own affairs, and did not mention how he offended the boss. He only claimed that he particularly liked reading "Tomb Robber Diary" and began to ask Mei Qian about the characters in the novel and tomb robbers.

Because when it comes to tomb robbing, it is inevitable to think of his own bad luck, so Mei Qian was not very interested.

Ning Chi was very good at observing people's emotions, so he changed the topic and whispered about the gossip he heard after entering the detention center.

However, this chat was destined not to last long. Two more guards called Mei Qian's name. It turned out that they were lawyer Lu Tianlu.

In the interview room, Mei Qian heard bad news from Lu Tianlu.

Although the police's evidence is currently not enough to convict him, the case involves too much, and while public opinion is fermenting, his application for bail pending trial was rejected.

Lu Tianlu also asked him to be prepared to stay in the detention center for a long time. The police may extend the period of investigation and detention due to the complexity of the case.

In the end, he comforted him not to give up hope, and people outside would do their best to help him and let him be free as soon as possible.

Mei Qian was silent for a long time. When he was escorted back, the air pressure around him was extremely low, and he was in a bad mood. He was reading, which made people around him become cautious and even turned down the volume of the TV.

Ning Chi didn't dare to come over and found a corner to hide in.

However, Ke Guangtou's face was full of gloating...


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