Just because he wanted to fart and couldn't hold it in, this young man suffered six or seven severe beatings. The blood flowing out of his nostrils was not something that a little "water for flushing stool" could stop. His bruised cheeks,
Dyeed bright red with blood!
The obese man at work just tore off a small piece of paper from "The Torture of Humanity" and stuffed it in the young man's nose. Then he took off his pants, exposed his big white butt, and squatted in the toilet to defecate!!
The paper I used to wipe my butt at the end, no surprise at all, was the pages of the book "The Torture of Humanity"... How fucking awesome is this!?
He may be too bored. He may just watch "The Torture of Humanity" for fun, and then just wipe his ass after watching it.
The young man's nose was bleeding and the bleeding didn't stop. He only used a small piece of paper and it couldn't be stopped! He wiped his butt but used half a book!!!
Is it irony? Where is his humanity?
What I wrote about this incident is not exaggerated at all, it is completely documentary, and I turned a deaf ear to the discipline and washed my face with the water for toileting!!
I don’t see any human rights here. I’m not writing this to be whiny or confused. What I want to say is actually very simple!!
In an environment like this, who can change their ways? Who can seriously regret the mistakes they have made!! Once they get out of this detention center and prison, they can only become more violent!! Their mentality will become more distorted!!
More serious crime!!
Only now do I know why Leilei said: "I can't see the sun. If I don't commit a crime, if I commit a crime, it will be a death sentence!!"
He is right, I feel the same way at this time!!
Later, after I was released, many people said that I had changed. I thought about it carefully and found that maybe it was the time I spent in the detention center that changed me...
At 7:30 in the evening, I started watching TV. It was the damn news broadcast. I wanted to die when I saw this TV. I haven’t watched it in many years... but the prisoners were watching it with concentration!!!
That's right, they are concentrating! Because they are so boring! There is really nothing to do! Let me tell you one thing, and you will know how boring they are...
That is, when he was watching TV at work, he washed his feet and watched TV at the same time. His foot-washing posture was very strange!
There was a special person to wait on him and wash his feet, but he was naked, that’s right! Naked!!
This guy weighs at least 180 pounds. He has no muscles at all and is just fat!! He has a big belly and a disgusting expression on his face!!
At this moment, he took out a "tweezers"!! His tweezers were very strange. They were made of buttons on clothes. In the two button holes, silk threads pulled from clothes were put in, and then the two
Fasten the buttonholes!! These are fucking tweezers!!
What is he using these tweezers for? You will definitely not guess!!
This thing is actually used to pull the penis hair!! Yes!! He was watching TV and washing his feet!! At the same time, he used button tweezers to pull the penis hair, and he was so focused!! A piece of a** was caught by him
It's so red!! It's so fucking swollen!! It's obviously a lot bigger... But this guy doesn't seem to be afraid of pain, and he's grinning and enjoying it.
After pulling the jb hair, pull the beard around the mouth...
"**You mother... do you have any medical knowledge?! Don't you know that there is cross-infection??" I looked at him and cursed in a low voice, feeling a little speechless and wanting to die...
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"Are you here for a second?" The obese office worker had a mean expression on his face, as if he was giving a "Sword of Shang Fang" as a reward. He politely handed out the "tweezers" and glanced at the thin man next to him.
"Okay!!" The thin man looked as excited as if he was sick. When the fat man stood up from work, put on his big pants, and then the person who was responsible for washing feet would put the thin man's feet again.
I washed it in the basin and washed it very carefully.
The thin man continued to pull his hair and beard...
Please explain, there are no razors here, except for the prison bars and the dog cave door, which are made of iron, there is no other iron thing in sight. I have no choice but to commit suicide!!
Even the hair must be shaved, once a month, and the discipline must watch...
After the news broadcast ended, the most exciting thing came, because after the news broadcast, the Central Television Station would play a TV series. I remember very clearly that the show that day was "Holy Water Lakeside" starring Gao Xiumin. I have always been attracted to this kind of TV series.
I thought it was shot specifically to humiliate Northeastern people. Outside, I wouldn’t give a damn second glance, but that night I looked very carefully... very carefully...
When we were watching with enthusiasm, there was a "pop" sound and the TV went off!!
"All cells!! Put down the bunks!!" the prison guard's voice sounded again from the loudspeaker.
I looked around confusedly and saw that after the trumpet was shouted, all the prisoners stood up very quickly, and then they all stood against the wall. There was nothing I could do, so I shackled my legs and imitated them and stood in the corner.
Then a few prisoners who were working specially opened the quilt. It didn't matter if they opened it, I almost got a fuss. The quilt was smelly, dirty, and had a rancid, moldy smell.
I pinched my nose and looked at them. Several people opened the quilt and then spread it out within the sight of the monitor.
At this time, I discovered another detail, that is, the quilt under the obese office worker's feet was the kind with a sheet and quilt cover. It was very thick. I could tell that the quilt he was covering was made of hollow cotton and was very light.
And it's very soft and clean.
Then, by analogy, those who are closer to the class have several layers of quilts. Although there are no sheets or quilt covers, they are obviously new beddings. At least they are clean and have no smell.
"Brother! Where will the new boy sleep?" the thin man pointed at me and asked the fat man.
"Tonight, smash him into a death pit!!!" When the fat young man said this, he raised his eyebrows and his expression was quite scary.
"Newcomer, that's where you'll sleep today!!" The thin young man pointed and leaned on the edge of a corner where the bedding was alone.
I followed his fingers and looked where they were, and saw a total of three people standing there, a thin old man, a fierce-looking young man, and another... the middle-aged man who never spoke much.
At this time, I said something very rude again: "Uh... everyone... the place is a bit small!!... I don't sleep well...!"
"Haha, I'll be fine tomorrow...!" the thin old man said with a smile.
"Why?" I continued to ask.
"His execution date is tomorrow... take him out... and euthanasia!!!" A sudden voice sounded from the fat man sitting at work.