Chapter 709: The egg that draws big cakes in prison, title 1

After Mr. Charles returned to the cell from the visiting room, the person living below him took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong?"

The shares in the hands of these people were basically taken by Lans. Apart from the wealth they originally had, they had completely lost control of the wharf investment company.

In Jincheng, if you only have money in your hands, it actually has no use.

Is Mr. Jobaf rich?

He is very rich, but what is his result?

Apart from people like Mr. Jobaf, what about other people?

For example, those investors in the Xingang District now, are they rich?

If they didn't have money, they couldn't build the Xingang District, New Bay District, and Xingang Wharf. They were very rich.

But what about the result?

In this city, everything revolves around the wharf, revolving around power. They have lost the power they possessed, just like a high-rise building losing its foundation.

The more money they have in their hands, the higher this building without a foundation is, the greater the risk of collapse, and the greater the loss and destructive power produced.

After all, a poor person falling down is just falling down, but a rich person standing on the roof falling down is not just falling down.

Now they can only rely on Mr. Charles, who is a bit nervous.

Mr. Charles shook his head. He didn't talk about the shares Lans wanted him to have. On the one hand, he thought this should be a temptation of Lans, and he would definitely talk to himself.

Talk about how much those shares are worth, but definitely not one dollar.

He didn't plan to tell these people in prison that he wanted to sell the shares in his hands for the time being, so as not to cause some unnecessary trouble.

"My lawyer talked to me about the situation of being able to be paroled." Looking at the face full of inquiry and curiosity, he shook his head and said, "It didn't succeed."

In the Federation, if a prisoner has served his sentence seriously in prison and has obvious signs of repentance and remorse, then the prison believes that he meets the requirements for parole.

That is, being released from prison early.

Mr. Charles's sentence was not long in the first place, and it is possible to be released a few days or two or three weeks early.

The guy under his bed showed some regretful expressions. "They are really stupid!"

Mr. Charles didn't say anything, just smiled reluctantly.

All afternoon, they were reading books in the cell.

At first, these people were not in the mood, and they couldn't calm down to read boring books, but after being locked up for a period of time, they have begun to adapt to this kind of life now.

Because they are not forced to labor, their time has become more and more idle, and naturally they need things to pass the time.

There is hot water supply in the prison tonight, and everyone only has five minutes, except for some prisoners.

Ordinary prisoners were arranged to take a bath before dinner. They took off their clothes and rushed into the bathroom, and then turned on the hot water. The moment the hot water poured down, these vicious prisoners would also show simple and pure laughter.

Hot water can smooth out not only physical fatigue but also mental fatigue.

But happy times are always short. The five-minute hot water supply ended quickly. The moment there was no more steaming hot water coming out of the water pipe, the relaxed smiles on the prisoners' faces disappeared instantly.

Many people began to curse the prison, curse the prison guards, curse everything.

But they dared not curse the warden alone.

Scolding the prison guards will not be serious with them, but scolding the warden, if they are unlucky, accidents will happen.

The prison guard knocked on the iron door with the police baton in his hand. "Five minutes are up, pigs, get out of here, hurry up!"

The prisoners had to wipe their bodies while leaving here, because the next batch was about to enter.

There are more than three thousand criminals locked up in this prison, all from surrounding cities. Fortunately, the bathroom is large enough. It took less than an hour for almost everyone to complete the bathing work.

The second to last batch are gang leaders in the prison, or people who are more famous outside.

For example, some people from the Lans family were also locked up. Some were sent in to take the blame for family business, and some came in a few years ago.

Now, as the Lans family's power in Jincheng and even Liklai State is getting bigger and bigger, their treatment in prison is getting better and better. They were arranged to bathe in the second to last batch.

The time for this bath is fifteen minutes.

Of course, in order not to affect dinner, they came to the bathroom after finishing dinner.

Fifteen minutes is enough for them to relax their whole body and mind once. Every few positions, there is a prisoner bathing, and sometimes they have some exchanges.

"Can you not masturbate while taking a bath?"

"Then when?"

"The weather is so cold now, only when I am here are my hands hot. Do you like cold ones?"

"Fuck!"

Similar to this.

The prison guards have long been accustomed to it.

After they finished taking a bath, these people were stared at by the prison guards and left, and then, the last batch of prisoners began to take a bath. These people are all those who spent money in prison.

They are basically people with money. They spent money to enjoy better service treatment.

Although this is not a private prison and commercial operation, as long as the prisoner is willing to spend money, they can enjoy better treatment.

Mr. Charles wrapped a towel and came to a shower stall. They still used the prison guard's bathroom. For these gentlemen in the upper class, they are not used to being naked with others.

He walked into a stall, and the moment the hot water fell on him, he let out a heavy sigh of relief.

He chatted with the guy next door for a few words, then picked up the shampoo and poured it on his head. The constantly growing foam made him shut his mouth temporarily. There seemed to be no sound of talking around, only the sound of the sprinkler washing the mosaic tiles on the ground.

At most two or three minutes passed, he seemed to hear the sound of someone leaving, and he didn't care much. He returned to the water to wash away the foam on his head.

After the foam was washed clean, he chatted with the guy in the next stall again. "What do you plan to do later?"

There was no sound next door, no answer.

He waited for a few seconds and frowned, then took a step back and looked at the next stall.

!

When he saw his lower bed hanging on the shower water pipe, swinging back and forth under the impact of the water flow and looking at himself, Mr. Charles's heart was like being fiercely gripped by a hand!

A few minutes later, the prison guards came here. Looking at the prisoner hanging on the water pipe, there was no big change in expression.

Things like prisoners not being able to bear the life in prison and committing suicide have not happened, and it can even be said that they happen often, and everyone is used to it.

This is not a good era, honestly.

Don't look at the various aspects of the Federation booming, but this is not a good era, for those ordinary people.

Sinful gangs, greedy police, corrupt government officials, and labor unions that dominate the market, labor unions that dominate public opinion, as well as various folk organizations, religions, anything.

This is really not a good era. There are too many big mountains pressing on the heads of the people.

There are not a few people who are framed into prison, because the cost is very low.

Someone slept and became a murderer.

Someone just didn't come to work for a day and became a thief.

Someone just put forward the view of "why treat me like this, I didn't make a mistake" when facing the police, and he was defined as assaulting the police.

Some ordinary people can persist after entering prison, and may even become strong because of this. They will exercise, practice fighting, hang out with gang members, in order to go out for revenge.

But there are also some people who really can't accept the life in prison. The bullying situation in prison is much more serious than outside.

Not having food is just the gentlest way, and sometimes they even have to offer their butts to many people.

For those old villains, except for gender, they are no different from girls.

There are the most vicious and ugly methods of torturing people in the world here. There are not a few who can't hold on and commit suicide, and those who are committed suicide.

The scene in front of him was obviously a suicide event that couldn't hold on. After Mr. Charles was questioned twice, he was allowed to be returned to the cell.

Later in the evening, the prison guard specifically told him that his lower bed was suicide.

In fact, Mr. Charles himself had some guesses. He believed that the guy in his lower bed was definitely not suicide. Before "suicide," they were still talking about some things outside. It was impossible for him to suddenly not think about it and commit suicide.

He had doubts.

He suspected that it was done by Lans, and this matter, if it is said that there is no cooperation from the prison guard, it is impossible to complete.

He could only default to this fact.

A person died in prison as if nothing had happened.

The next morning at breakfast, he told others about this matter. The expressions of others were exceptionally wonderful, terrified, uneasy. He had never seen these expressions in the eyes of these people.

Today is the wind-releasing day. According to reason, their wind-releasing and ordinary prisoners' wind-releasing are separate, but today it is very strange. They were asked to release the wind with ordinary prisoners.

Mr. Charles felt something was wrong. He requested not to leave his cell, but the prison guard told him that if he didn't want to be chopped, it was best to go to the open space outside.

"Chopping" is a way of saying in prison. When prison guards beat people with police batons, it is like chopping with an axe or a knife, so what he wants to express is that if Mr. Charles doesn't go out, he will be beaten.

Just like that, they were forced to be driven out.

When they appeared in the open space for wind-releasing, many people whistled.

"Look, what a good day today, the girls have come out from inside!"

Those who were in groups and obviously had their own gang characteristics all stood up. Some were mocking and satirizing them, and some were provoking them.

Where have these big shots in the upper class experienced this?

One by one, their faces were pale, and they couldn't speak!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 710 =====