Lu Yu squinted slightly and glanced at the young man with admiration.
This guy knows how to get things done!
"Stop making noise! Turn off the lights!"
Suddenly, the passage door was opened, and a prison guard yelled.
Then the lights in the room were all turned off, and everyone stopped talking.
As for the eight strong men, Lu Yu no longer allowed them to talk, and each returned to their own beds.
Lu Yu was lying on the damp bed, looking at the dark prison cell, thinking about his next plan.
He could see that Toss and others' attitude towards these death row prisoners was indeed the same as raising animals in captivity.
Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance.
However, Toss and others had electric batons and thermal weapons in their hands.
These death row prisoners cannot even touch a knife, so how can they resist?
Therefore, they want to resist, but they may not have the courage to do so.
And Lu Yu might be able to give them some courage.
If this is the case, it will be of great help to Lu Yu’s future plans!
"Master Yu, can't you sleep?"
Suddenly, the old man asked in a low voice, interrupting Lu Yu's meditation.
"You don't have to call me that, just call me Lu Yu."
Lu Yu waved his hand slightly and replied without looking back.
"This...then I will call you Mr. Lu."
The old man paused for a moment, then coughed slightly and said.
"also."
Lu Yu nodded.
"Mr. Lu, I think you don't look like an ordinary person."
"May I ask, why did you come in?"
The old man pondered for two seconds and then asked.
"It's like being framed."
Lu Yu then explained that of course he wouldn't say too much.
"Let me just say that Mr. Lu's character is clear about grudges and grievances. I will not offend others unless the enemy attacks me."
"How could someone with such a personality easily commit a capital crime?"
The old man sighed softly, as if he was remembering something from the past.
"Why did you come in?"
Lu Yu couldn't sleep, so he asked.
"I……"
The old man sighed again, then fumbled around and took out half a cigarette from under the pillow.
It was what Lu Yu had given him before. He smoked half of it and then snuffed it out and put it away.
"Crack!"
The old man lit it and then smoked it gently.
"I have a daughter. Her mother died early, and I worked hard to bring her up."
"The two of us depend on each other until she grows up."
"She is also very competitive and sensible. She has studied very well since she was a child. Not only did she not pay tuition for junior high school and high school, but she also received many scholarships."
"When other children were resting, she would use her vacation time to work to earn living expenses for herself. She knew that it was not easy for me to make money, so she never let me worry about it."
"I watched her go to college. A month before graduation, she came back to see me and told me that she would be able to officially start working soon and repay my kindness in raising her."
When the old man said this, his palms couldn't help shaking, and his tears kept falling.
Lu Yu said nothing and handed the old man a cigarette again.
The old man hesitated for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed, but he still took it, then lit the cigarette with a cigarette butt and took a long puff.
"But I never thought that when she left, I would say goodbye forever."
"There is a rich second-generation man in her school who has been pursuing her. She is busy with her studies, so she has never agreed."
"Later, when graduation was approaching, the second-generation rich man invited the whole class to dinner, and then took the opportunity to drug my daughter."
"He defiled my daughter! Defiled her!"
When the old man said this, tears burst out from his eyes.
"I don't want her to repay me with anything, but I just want her to live well."
"When she woke up the next day, she felt ashamed to see people, so she jumped directly from the eight-story hotel."
"By the time I got to her place, she was already gone..."
"My daughter's classmate told me everything because she couldn't bear it, so I went to sue him!"
"But Mr. Lu, you are a person with a background. You may not know how difficult it is for the people at the bottom."
"I can't win my lawsuit! I really can't win my lawsuit! Their background is too strong, no one will help me at all."
When the old man said this, a hint of self-mockery appeared on his face, and he said: "As a father, I don't even have the ability to seek justice for my daughter!"
"I can only watch that second-generation rich man get away with it and continue to drive a sports car to pick up girls and drink."
Lu Yu was silent the whole time. Even though he had experienced so many things, he was still extremely angry in his heart.
Is this the truest current situation at the bottom level?
Without power, one can only be oppressed.
He is not even qualified to seek justice for himself.
"Then, I bought a knife!"
The old man suddenly changed his tone, sounding very solemn.
"I want justice for my daughter!"
"Since the law cannot give me justice, then I will seek justice for my daughter myself!"
"I followed him for more than ten days, and finally that night, he drank too much alone, came out of the bar, and was about to drive away."
"I chased him and stabbed him more than 20 times. His heart was broken and he died on the spot. It was so happy!!"
The old man took a long puff of cigarette, wiped his tears and said with a smile.
"It's really enjoyable."
Lu Yu nodded.
"Then I didn't run away. I waited for someone to come and take me away."
"They used their connections to send me directly to death row, preparing me to be tortured to death."
"But I think it's worth it! I've avenged my daughter, and she can feel at ease under the circumstances."
The old man seemed a little crazy at this time, he sighed and shook his head slowly.
"Um."
Lu Yu pondered for two seconds and nodded.
"Actually, Mr. Lu, I want to ask, am I really wrong?"
"The world is unfair. I seek justice for my daughter. Am I wrong?"
The old man paused for a long time, then slowly turned his head to look at Lu Yu and asked.
"you're not wrong."
"If it were me, I would do the same thing."
Lu Yu's tone was very firm.
"I am right?"
"Then why am I caught here?"
"Could it be that the law is wrong?"
The old man laughed at himself, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Lu Yu slowly raised his head, looked at the dark roof, and said slowly: "Sometimes, it is this world that is wrong."
The old man was suddenly startled, and then murmured to himself: "It's this world that's wrong?"
"Yes! It's this world."
Lu Yu nodded and said: "And we have two choices, one is to surrender to this world, and the other is to subvert this world."
"Either you are bound by the rules, or you break the rules and rebuild them yourself."
When these words were spoken, the old man did not understand.
Lu Yu slowly stretched out his hand, pointed to the roof and said, "Look, this death penalty prison is just a small world."
"You can either remain oppressed, or you can rise up and resist and try your best to subvert it."