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Chapter 1151:Laundry Room Work

Outside, it looks like a normal lock-up room.

When I look inside, I know that I am wrong to blame this prison guard.

He began to think that the prison guard and the warden did not deal with, so he deliberately disobeyed the governor's intention and deliberately did not take him into the room.

It turns out that in prison, there is no distinction between high and low, and it is not allowed to say this.

Therefore, in principle, it is not allowed to exist in a single room.

This is a prison, and the prison should be like the relief of hell, a place that comes in once and will not think of a second time.

If the prison becomes a place with a small hotel outside, a crime is committed, that is, to stay in a small hotel for a period of time, eat and drink are the country, and do not have to worry about tomorrow's things, every day is happy, happy, simple, it can not play the role of transformation.

So on the surface, there is no single room.

And this confinement room is an iron door, a closed iron door, only a small window on the door, the window is closed, can not see the inside.

The iron door opens.

It is a small bedroom.

Even the paint is white, new, the bed is new, the desk is new, there is a TV, independent toilet or something, are new, there is a washbasin, the only thing missing is a shower device.

Naturally, it is no longer necessary to equip the shower.

But such a configuration, in such an environment, has been considered to be good, excellent.

How many times better than I thought before I was tired of it?

“Brother, smoke a cigarette.”

It was cold and a pack of good cigarettes.

“What’s the matter, call me.”

The guards were very skilled to collect the smoke, as if nothing had happened, and then left.

The smoke was cold and tired from the prison director.

When the wine was full, the warden took a cigarette out of the cabinet, and he politely handed it to the cold fly tired of a bag, and then cold and tired of it.

He does not smoke himself.

But what to say.

When he went to prison, he had nothing on him but what he had in prison.

This man still has to go.

Not only the warden, but also the people below, but also to go.After all, the warden didn’t keep him all day.

Even if the prison chief orders special care for him, those who do not get the benefit of the people below will mutter in their hearts that he is a related family and talk about evil and so on.

If they also gain some benefits and are instructed by the leader, they become reused by the leader.

And in this "reuse" link, more or less will be much happier.

"How is it?"What situation?”

“Yes, who’s coming back, will we be beaten again?”

"Why are we being beaten, we're not involved."

“Yes.Why hit us.

"It's not all about that dead head, it's okay to mess up a hairy thing."

In prison No. 015, the cold-weary former fellow inmates were nervously discussing what to do if they were cold and tired.

They are really worried, afraid of being pulled with a few skinheads.

A few men are more capable of fighting.

And they.

It is almost impossible to fight, almost committed theft, stealing girls, economic violations and so on.

In this battle experience, it can only be forced to fight by courage and not so powerful physical qualities.

And the achievements of such forced fighting methods are not as useful as imagined.

Not everyone, but the protagonist of the game.

Not by looking up loudly and roaring loudly, then the whole body came out of the golden light, became very powerful, can not be broken, hit the hands to grab.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

One of them raised a finger to his mouth, motioned for them to stop talking, and then spread his hand open, “Take the smoke out.”Come together.”As he said this, his eyes were looking at the prison police who were patrolling this way.

The people understood.

Take out the most precious wealth here, a few people together, together, gathered more than ten.

Then, holding the cigarette as a representative, walked to the door, across the iron railing, "squeaking" to the prison guards outside.

“Anything!”

The guard came over and asked mercilessly.

The man slipped the cigarette into the hands of the guards.

The guards took the smoke and immediately took a stroll in their pocket, as if to know what he was going to ask, "No one will come back tonight, they are locked up."

“Very good!”

“You can finally sleep without worry!”

After receiving the news, several people in room 015 cheered.

A few bald men are absent, cold and tired are not, so in their room, there is no boss.

Since there is no boss.

They are completely free.

No more water for the boss, no longer hold the boss every morning with the cleanest, most tasteless pit.

Don't worry about sleeping half way through the night, will be beaten up.

Not to worry about a boss who can't sleep at night, lonely, suddenly ran behind him, asked him to pretend to be a woman, and then do some embarrassing things.

The day in there is like a taste of hell.

They are all trying to reform, trying to reduce their sentences, and hope to go out earlier.

He was enjoying a room alone, and if he did not open the door, he did not feel that it was the cold and tiredness of the prison, and he did not know that he was happy that he could have a separate room at the same time, and his fellow prisoners, were in the same joy, celebrating this wonderful moment.

The routine in this is very regular, there is a ringing of the bell.

At night, the sound of the sleeping bell rings, and the electricity is completely broken.

In the morning, when the bell rings, you must get up, wash in 15 minutes, solve the problem of toilets, and then go out early, finish early, breakfast, breakfast, and participate in labor.

The cold and tired labor was distributed into the laundry room.

Looking at a white quilt being sent over, and when something strange was still stained on some of the quilts, he understood that these should be hotel quilts.

He used to think that the quilts of the hotel were washed by themselves inside the hotel.After all, the hotel itself offers laundry services.

I can’t believe they all washed their quilts.

Probably because of the large amount, calculated, the cost of washing out is much lower than the cost of washing, so it will choose to take out the washing.

A pack of cigarettes worked.

Under the arrangement of the prison guards, cold and tired do not need to deal with some strange stains that are not clear on the quilt sheets, only need to take them after cleaning them up, put them in the washing machine, adjust the washing machine cleaning, it is enough.

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