Chapter 1419

"Why are you hiding from your teacher?"

"Because I previously took some emergency restrictive measures against him, and they were effective."

The Bandaged Murderer used a series of complex words to successfully make Jimmy, who had almost never read a book, show a blank expression. But he still looked at the Bandaged Murderer and said: "It seems your teacher has a bad temper."

The Bandaged Murderer didn't answer him again, but squatted down on the spot, leaning his back against the stone pier under the electric fence, and turned his head to look at the gangs gathered together.

The entire prison is divided into about four factions. The organ traffickers and drug dealers Jimmy mentioned actually both belong to the Mexican gang, or rather, the Border gang. The criminals of this gang are mainly Latino. Most of them are engaged in various illegal criminal activities at the border, and they have had extremely bad behavior of murdering or executing law enforcement personnel before being sent here.

There is also a group of prisoners gathered together who are typical white supremacists, that is, neo-Nazis. Most of them were imprisoned for carrying out terrorism or causing explosions. And they glared at another group of people on the diagonal, which is the black gang. Most of the members were also accused of terrorist acts or vicious robbery and slaughter.

There is also a group of people who are very strange. They seem to be a gang, but the distance between them is very far. They have no tattoos on their bodies and don't look very strong. But when Jimmy's gaze fell on them, it quickly slid away. The Bandaged Murderer noticed this, so he asked: "Who are those people?"

"Them? They are the first batch of prisoners in this prison." Jimmy lowered his voice. He leaned closer, sat on the edge of the Bandaged Murderer, and said: "Most of them are serial murderers. But for some reason, they seem to know each other, forming a loose organization."

"These people generally don't get involved in gang activities, and no one bothers them. However, I have been warned by the Border gang to try not to conflict with them. If you want to avoid the Border gang's revenge, you can also try to contact them."

"How do they contact each other?"

Jimmy shook his head and said: "I don't know. The contact method of each gang is top secret. Because once the prison guard knows the secret code of contact, then someone will definitely be unlucky. Whoever dares to say the secret code is dead."

The eye of the Bandaged Murderer outside the bandages blinked, as if he were deep in thought. But at this time, a shadow covered him from the side. The Bandaged Murderer turned his head and saw Dog coming over with a few Latinos.

Before Dog could speak, the Bandaged Murderer turned his head back and said: "You should know that taking action in the recreation area might lead to the cancellation of lifetime recreation time, right? How many years were you sentenced to?"

Dog's raised fist clenched. He spat on the side, squatted down, pressed one hand heavily on the Bandaged Murderer's shoulder, and said: "Listen to me, everyone knows you are special, because you can come in to serve your sentence with this head of cloth strips. But no one knows where you are special. I guess you can't get rid of that woman Amanda."

"Do you think I would punch you like a brute? Then I wouldn't have been sent to this prison." Dog leaned close to the Bandaged Murderer's ear and said: "Those who can get in here must all be smart people who have escaped sanctions many times. In prison, if you want to find trouble for someone, there isn't only one way of beating him up."

Dog's laughter was full of malice. The Bandaged Murderer just glanced at him coldly. Dog reached out and patted the Bandaged Murderer's shoulder hard again, stood up, and turned to leave.

When eating the next morning, the Bandaged Murderer discovered that the eyes of many people in the prison looking at him had changed.

He walked to the table where Jimmy was. After calmly welcoming the extremely unfriendly gaze baptism from the prison friends at the tables next to him, he sat down, ate the tasteless scrambled eggs, and said: "Did Dog say anything?"

Jimmy lowered his head again, looked around with round eyes, and said: "It has already spread in the prison that you look exactly like Bruce Wayne, and you also used that pretty face to climb into Amanda's bed, that's why you have the current special treatment."

"You have to know that this violates two taboos in the prison. One is looking pretty, and the other is having an affair with the high-level. The former makes people covet, and the latter makes people disgusted. Now, there is more than just Dog who wants to kill you."

The Bandaged Murderer just lowered his eyes calmly and said: "Does that include you?"

"I..." Jimmy was choked. Seeing the Bandaged Murderer's one eye staring straight at him, he reached out and rubbed his Adam's apple, and said in a voice that couldn't catch his breath: "Everyone knows I am your roommate, including that group of drug dealers. They, they let..."

"Let you find a way to send me over for them to enjoy?"

The Bandaged Murderer used a very rude word. Jimmy widened his eyes in surprise. He said: "You don't sound like someone who would use this word. But it doesn't matter. You guessed it right."

"What did they tell you to do?"

The Bandaged Murderer noticed that after he finished asking this question, Jimmy's gaze instinctively glanced at his upper pocket.

Jimmy pointed at the handle of the spoon with his finger with some difficulty. He leaned his body back slightly, looked at the Bandaged Murderer, and said: "You should know that you can't kill me. We all have electric shock ankle shackles, and every place in this prison has surveillance. Even if you find an opportunity to seriously injure me, you won't have the opportunity to kill me."

"Did you approach me and show kindness to me just to say this?" The Bandaged Murderer turned the seaweed stuck to the dinner plate with a spoon and said.

Jimmy's expression immediately tightened. The Bandaged Murderer said unhurriedly: "I guess you rarely beg people before. It was those stowaways who begged you to raise your hand. You did it too obviously."

Jimmy's expression sank. He said angrily: "It's not that I have to find you..."

"Then you can leave now." After finishing, the Bandaged Murderer remained silent, and this obviously put great pressure on Jimmy.

"I do know Amanda." The Bandaged Murderer's last sentence completely crushed Jimmy's heart: "I can also contact her now."

"Please! My wife and son are being hunted!" Jimmy's hands began to tremble. He said: "I took the blame for a big shot, but he didn't intend for our family to live at all. I have to get out!"

The Bandaged Murderer paused, looked up at him, and asked: "You want to break out of prison?"

"No, I want to retract my confession! But I don't have any way to hire a lawyer, and I don't want to disappear silently while waiting for a retrial. I must leave here!"

"Who did you take the blame for?" The Bandaged Murderer asked.

Jimmy turned his head to the side, sighed with a crying voice, and said: "Smuggling is an industrial chain, do you understand? At best, I am just a dog at the end of countless dog chains. Once someone comes to investigate, the hand holding the chain throws a dog out. When I woke up, I was with two dead police officers."

"They had undergone inhumane abuse. I vomited when I saw it. But the next second, the FBI rushed in. They took photos. I didn't have any opportunity to speak. No one defended me!"

Except for not shedding tears, Jimmy was almost crying. He said: "They damn dug out one hundred and seventy-something corpses! Those were all the dead on the whole line in the past few years, all counted on my head! The jury didn't even ask, and threw me directly here!"

The Bandaged Murderer stared at Jimmy's trembling hands and said: "So, how many people did you actually kill?"

Jimmy moved his Adam's apple and said: "There were about a dozen. Are there few people who don't have eyes and drag their feet? At least I can give them a quick end. If they fell into the hands of those organ traffickers and drug dealers, they would suffer even more."

"What do you have to retract your confession?" The Bandaged Murderer asked again.

Jimmy pursed his lips and glared at the Bandaged Murderer, saying: "I can't tell anyone this secret. This is the key for me to get a retrial opportunity. If you want to kill me, then I will take it to the grave."

"Believe me, knowing it won't do you any good either." Jimmy looked at the Bandaged Murderer sincerely and said: "You don't understand the ways of this business, can't prove the details, and it's impossible to rely on it to get out of guilt. This is only useful to me."

"Then why should I help you?" The Bandaged Murderer cut the scrambled eggs with the edge of the spoon and said: "Are you expecting you to come to help me after you get out of prison?"

"I know if you know Amanda, then you must be able to live very comfortably here. But don't you have anyone you care about?"

"I killed my parents." The Bandaged Murderer's first sentence made Jimmy's heart skip a beat. Then he continued: "I accused my teacher, bewitched my classmates, and killed twenty-five innocent people during the escape, including elderly people in their seventies and infants born three months ago."

Jimmy swallowed his saliva and said: "Alright, then, do you have any other needs? I can, I can try my best to find a way."

"You'd better solve your own trouble first." The Bandaged Murderer glanced at a group of people who were staring at this side with burning eyes with his one eye. Jimmy followed his gaze and looked, and then shivered obviously.

"Perhaps, perhaps their interest in you is just temporary. I can tell them that you are actually disfigured, so they won't let me deal with you again. This can also be considered as my sincerity in showing cooperation."

The Bandaged Murderer just let out a cold snort and fell silent. After that, he didn't say a word during the entire breakfast process. Jimmy wanted to speak several times, but was deterred by that cold gaze and couldn't make a sound.

After finishing breakfast, everyone returned to the cell. And as soon as Jimmy sat down, he was blocked on the bed by Dog leading his other follower.

"You want to be in the same gang as that freak, right? Jimmy, your attitude tells me that's what you decided."

Dog and his follower blocked both sides of the bed. Jimmy could only curl up in the innermost corner. He showed a fawning smile and said: "Of course not, Dog."

"Do you mean to say you don't help anyone?" Dog sneered, grabbed Jimmy's collar, dragged him out of the bed, and threw him on the ground.

Jimmy let out a cry of pain. The prison guard knocked on the railing. Dog said loudly: "It's okay, I'm just discussing his attitude toward life with my roommate."

The prison guard quieted down. Jimmy showed a desperate expression. He hugged his arms and shivered: "You can't, you can't do this! We all have electric shock ankle shackles!"

"Yeah, the ankle shackle only limits me from killing you, but it didn't say I can't beat you half to death, or just fuck you half to death."

Jimmy wanted to run to the corner like crazy, but was grabbed by the leg by Dog's thick arm and dragged back. Dog clapped his hands and sneered: "Do you think you can go to the infirmary to hide if you get injured? I won't let you break a bone."

After finishing, he gave his subordinate a wink. His accomplice picked up a pillow from the bed. Dog kicked Jimmy and pressed the pillow directly on his face. Jimmy struggled desperately. In the gap of his breathing, he looked at the Bandaged Murderer with a look for help.

"Are you counting on your savior? He can't even save himself now." Dog looked back at the Bandaged Murderer, the warning in his eyes self-evident.

But what the others didn't expect was that the Bandaged Murderer just watched the farce in the room coldly with his only remaining eye, without any intention to stop it, and didn't even seem to want to express an opinion.

Until Dog started pulling Jimmy's pants, the Bandaged Murderer didn't make a sound. Jimmy let out an extremely tragic scream. The prison guard finally knocked on the railing again. Dog let go.

He spat on Jimmy's face and said: "This is the mistake you made. Get me a pack of good stuff tomorrow, or you will lose one of your ears. Understand?"

Jimmy seemed to have been completely scared silly, curled up in the corner of the room for the whole night. And under his gaze, the Bandaged Murderer slept very soundly on the bed.