"Get off the car and line up! Ten people in a team, stand in four lines."
The soldiers held the prisoners at gunpoint and took them to the concrete open space in front of the prison. The place was already filled with soldiers with serious expressions. All of them held guns with both hands, pointing the muzzle at an angle, and all safety guards were turned on, ready to attack at any time.
In front of them, there were three middle-aged men in black shirts. The man in the middle had dark skin, a slightly fat figure, and an ordinary appearance, but his eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses were particularly sharp, which made people dare not look straight.
The oppressive feeling of watching is none other than the current deputy director of the National Security Bureau, Liu Qiyuan, the actual person in charge of national security, and the temporary head and warden of Kurosaki Prison!
Ning Lei stood up to attention and said loudly: "Report to the warden, all 42 prisoners have arrived. One person tried to escape and was hit by a bullet in the shoulder. The other 41 prisoners behaved normally. Please verify!"
Liu Qiyuan returned the military salute and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Lieutenant Colonel Ning. The prison has arranged a place to stay. You can rest here tonight and go back tomorrow morning."
"Thank you warden!"
The middle-aged man next to Liu Qiyuan stretched out his hand and signaled: "Lieutenant Colonel Ning, please!"
Ning Lei once again performed military salutes, led his soldiers through the prison gate, and entered the first prison area. There were not prisoners living there, but the accommodation area for prison guards and soldiers.
Liu Qiyuan walked up to Di Cheng and others and looked at them expressionlessly. His voice was both majestic and indifferent: "When you come to Kurosaki Prison, you are the prisoners. What you should do, what you shouldn't do, and finally
It’s good to have an idea in mind. Don’t regret it after you make a mistake. Fixing the problem before it is too late does not apply here! I would like to give you two words: one, be calm and stable; two, see with your eyes, listen with your ears, and remember with your heart.
But it’s best to be more careful with your hands and feet!
Keep these two sentences firmly in mind and I will never repeat them a second time. If you do it, everything will be easier to say; if you can’t do it, don’t blame me, Liu Qiyuan... for being ruthless!"
In the last sentence, Liu Qiyuan's tone was slightly colder, and his eyes shifted from the prisoners to the monitors around him. Who was he speaking to? The senior officials of the major families sitting in front of the computer at this moment know best!
Liu Qiyuan waved his hand: "When the time comes, bring everyone in!"
"Let's go!!" The soldiers shouted in unison, sonorous, powerful, short and vigorous! It gave people an iron-blooded power!
The heavy iron gate more than five meters high was slowly opened. Di Cheng and others lined up and walked through the layers of iron gates into the first prison area to undergo physical examination and identity verification before being imprisoned.
But no one noticed that when the inspection was about to begin, the prisoner who had been subdued by Di Cheng moved slightly slowly, and touched Di Cheng who was following behind, and an inaudible voice came out.
In the ear: "I, the former special agent team, Li Hu. The night after tomorrow, two o'clock in the morning."
Not only that, taking advantage of this opportunity, an object the size of a thumb fell from the hands of Li Hu and several other prisoners, and disappeared silently on the ground.
Di Cheng's face remained normal, his steps paused slightly, and he walked in the team as if nothing had happened and entered the examination room.
A series of tedious jailing procedures include taking off clothes, disinfecting and bathing; scanning faces to compare identities; removing hair, assigning sentence numbers, and so on. Each prisoner patiently completed the process in order, except for the appearance when stripping off clothes for inspection.
Except for some conflicts, other items are coordinated as much as possible.
Exactly three hours later, the final project of "receiving prison uniforms" was completed, and everyone gathered again near the steps in front of the first prison area.
"Ma Jianyong, Fifth Ward, Cell No. 519."
"Wei Hetian, Fifth Ward, Cell No. 507."
"Wang Rongchao, Cell No. 301, Ward Four."
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"Bai Shaojun, Fourth Ward, Cell No. 404."
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The soldiers called out the names of the 42 prisoners in turn and assigned them to where they should go. Except for five or six of them who were assigned to the third or sixth prison area, Di Cheng and others basically gathered in the fourth and fifth prison districts.
, that is, the place with a medium risk level among the eight prison districts, and it is also a transition zone. Because the cells below the fourth prison district are occupied by prisoners with fixed-term sentences of less than twenty years, and the cells from the seventh and third prison districts are
All the prisoners are on death row! It is also the most chaotic and terrifying place in Kurosaki Prison!
Walking up the steps to the fourth floor, passing through layers of iron gates, and entering the fourth prison area, the prisoners separated one by one and entered the cells built into the mountain. During this period, Di Cheng and Li Hu did not exchange any glances or glances.
Verbal communication is like never knowing each other.
"...404..." Standing in front of this three-meter-wide, three-meter-high black iron door, Di Cheng took a deep breath and silently recited in his heart "The night after tomorrow, two o'clock in the morning."
The three soldiers pushed open the iron door on the right and motioned for Di Cheng to enter.
The area of the cell is beyond imagination. A rough estimate is that it is two hundred square meters. There are thirty beds lined up against the wall. There are toilets and showers surrounded by wooden boards in the corners, and two rows in the middle.
The table was littered with these tableware. There were three rapidly rotating ventilation fans on the upper end of the iron door to provide fresh air.
The cell looked empty, and the fishy smell mixed with the smell of rotten rice made one's stomach churn.
Click!!
The crisp closing sound sounded in the cell, echoing slightly in Di Cheng's ears, and also woke up the sleeping prisoners inside.
"Tsk tsk, is there a new person here?"
"No one has come to 404 for two years. It's rare."
"It's a pity that he is an old man. It would be nice if he was a little baby."
"……hey-hey……"
The prisoners stood up from the bed one by one, twisted their necks, clasped their fingers, and slowly gathered around.
The fat man at the front, nearly two meters tall, stood in front of Di Cheng with a sneer. He looked at the neat clothes he was carrying and then at his face: "What's your name?"
Di Cheng first looked at the surveillance cameras in the corner, smiled slightly and said, "Wang Baijun, are you the leader here?"
"Head? Haha." More than fifty prisoners grinned.
One of them pointed at the big man and sneered: "This is the second in charge of our fourth prison area, Brother Cat! Boy, if you know what you are looking for, kneel down and recognize the boss!"
Di Cheng laughed silently: "You all force others to recognize the boss?"
"What, you don't accept it?" Brother Cat raised his hand and patted Di Cheng's cheek. The clear sound caused echoes in the cell.
Di Cheng did not resist, and allowed him to pat him six or seven times. He exhaled heavily this time: "Newcomers will be taught a lesson when they go to jail. I understand this. But..."
Brother Cat snorted coldly, waved his hand and knocked the clothes in Di Cheng's hand to the ground, and squeezed them back and forth with his feet. "But what?"
The others hugged their chests and grinned ferociously, forming a circle around Di Cheng. A few strong men even began to unbutton their belts, showing sinister smiles. "Who will do it this time?"
"Hey, Brother Cat first!"
Di Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around at the prisoners, and shook his head: "Do you have to let me kill you before you know how to restrain yourself?"
"Youhe? The boy is quite crazy!"
"Where do you think this is?"
"If you want to be arrogant, you have to look at your capital!!"
All the prisoners shouted in unison, and many shook their shoulders vigorously, getting ready to take action.
Brother Cat sneered: "Don't touch anyone, this kid belongs to me!"
Di Cheng felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart, and his smile faded: "Put away these childish tricks, don't make me feel sick."
"Disgusting? Today Master Cat will let you know what...disgusting!" The big man known as Brother Cat looked ferocious, and punched Di Cheng in the face with his huge fist.
Many prisoners looked excited and cheered, ready to enjoy the "torture game" they haven't seen for a long time!
only……
Snap!
The imaginary screams and scenes did not appear. Di Cheng's body did not move. He raised his right hand and easily clasped the big man's fist. His expression was slightly cold. In the next second, he mercilessly twisted his huge body.
It twisted and flew up.
His body spun around, and a swift and fierce wheel kick instantly hit his lower abdomen: "Get out!"
A cold snort accompanied by a dull crash sounded in the cell. "Brother Cat"'s body rolled and flew out as if in a car accident, and hit the dining table in front of him heavily. In an instant, the tables and chairs rolled over, and the bowls and chopsticks flew into the air, crackling.
Smashed it at him.
Before anyone could regain their senses, Di Cheng reached out with his right hand and clasped it on the hair of the man next to him. At the same time, his body twisted, tore his hair, flew up forcefully, and slammed into him with a shrill scream.
The iron gate at the back.
There was a sound mixed with some cracking of bones, and the screams suddenly stopped, and the body that had not yet had time to struggle fell down weakly.
Hiss! Staring blankly at the embarrassed "Brother Cat" and his half-dead companions, more than fifty prisoners inhaled at the same time and looked at Di Cheng in horror.
Di Cheng looked at them coldly, still holding the man's hair with his right hand, and kept banging against the iron door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
There was a muffled sound, bursts of blood spattered, and a cold voice sounded in the cell: "What crime did he commit?"
Everyone was stunned and said involuntarily: "A strong woman commits a crime."
"Being worse than an animal, what's the point of living!" Di Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the force of the impact suddenly increased. Boom! The whole iron door collided violently, and the man's head exploded like a watermelon, with brains and blood flying everywhere.
It was covered with iron doors, and half of Di Cheng's body was still on the ground.
Silence!! The whole cell was silent. Even "Brother Cat", who had just roared and roared, was still there, staring blankly at the disgusting scene of his head shattering and his brains splattering.
Gulu, the sound of swallowing saliva was heard, and everyone felt a chill in their bodies, and then their scalps became numb, and they looked at Di Cheng in shock.
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