Chapter 8, Valley of the Wicked (I)

The four individuals burst into laughter, their voices echoing off the walls

Upon thinking of this, Bai Xiangyun felt a sense of relief in his heart. He turned to meet Li Dao's gaze and said, "Alright, brother, let us not think of anything else, just smoke. Meng Zhuwei, Zhu Qi, you come over too... Alas... why can't we drink here?"

Regarding the murder of his wife, he felt no remorse or guilt; however, becoming a criminal, even a glorified one, filled him with shame, despite having undergone years of brainwashing and education in justice at military school and in the army. Moreover, is there truly any glory in being a criminal?

Since one does not feel shame oneself, what does it matter how others perceive it

Responsibility! This term carries neither glory nor shame

The sound of iron doors being knocked awakened the people inside Room 13

As the heavy iron gate creaked open, the roar of the instructor echoed: "Are you all feeling a bit rebellious..."

Perhaps the guards have all been dazed by his smoke, but in any case, the inmates in this prison building have been granted increasing freedom within the bounds of principle—at least for a few of the big brothers.

He paused for a moment and cursed repeatedly: "Damn it, in this bird society, if there's food, eat; if there's a place to sleep, sleep; if there's a responsibility, bear it. Just live happily and freely."

Hahaha ... ...

However, this time, all I heard were greetings such as "Hello, Boss..." "The Boss is back..." "You've worked hard, Boss," and even "Boss, I admire you," among others.

The thirteenth cell already had a prisoner inside. He was in his thirties, with a rugged face, lazily sprawled at the head of the bunk with heavy shackles. Upon seeing Bai Xiangyun and the others enter, he glanced over and then took a drag from his cigarette.

"Room 13, please. A bit further inside," the old instructor said in a low voice

It is yet another seemingly tranquil night

As he passed by Room Four, Li Dao said to the chubby man standing at the door with a puzzled expression: "Fatty, this monitoring building will be yours from now on. Enjoy it well. Haha..."

Returning to the cell, Bai Xiangyun threw herself onto the bunk, staring blankly at the ceiling, her mind a complete void.

What is going on? Bai Xiangyun and Li Dao exchanged a glance, looking at the old instructor

Bai Xiangyun smiled and expressed her gratitude before putting it on

Li Dao said with great certainty: "So now I no longer think things through with my mind. I speak with my fists instead"

Indeed, the boss, "Meng Zhu Wei echoed, "What’s even more frustrating is that here, apart from mosquitoes, there isn’t even a single female rat to be found. Damn..."

Bai Xiangyun understood that this was likely due to the fact that Lao Ding and the others had been severely bullied during this period. If a major issue were to arise carelessly, it would certainly cause headaches for the detention center. Concentrating the repeat offenders together would allow them to keep each other in check

The old disciplinarian glanced at him and said, "If you want to spend more than ten years in prison, then come along."

Thus, the brutal game that occurs daily transformed into a慰问 performance for the vast number of inmates to "celebrate the Spring Festival," which also provided Bai Xiangyun with an additional insight

Preliminary review of the preliminary review, arrest of the arrest, inspection of the inspection, trial of the trial. Those with insufficient evidence or who have been bailed out have also been released. The detention center stages a series of tragicomedies filled with laughter, tears, sorrow, and resentment.

Furthermore, parents, relatives, and friends will not look down upon oneself because of this

After causing a commotion for more than half an hour, the adjustment work was finally completed. At the sound of a command, the armed police lined up and exited, followed by the instructors who also left without a trace

Is this the experience you've summarized from being involved in the underworld? Bai Xiangyun took the cigarette he offered, forcing a smile.

Thirteen? ! Again, it is thirteen. Bai Xiangyun recited this number, which is considered very unlucky in the West. She wondered what this number would signify for her this time

"This time, it truly is a case of like attracting like," Bai Xiangyun said softly, provoking a fit of strange laughter from the three. That audacity drew curious glances.

Certainly, while Bai Xiangyun and the others were enjoying their meal, the various officials from the detention center and the armed police squadron were also indulging in revelry at Shangri-La. Accompanying them were Gao Fan and Bai Yanyun, while the one settling the accounts was a subordinate of Li Dao.

Three days later, Bai Xiangyun, who had undergone countless outdoor survival training during his time in the military, had completely adapted to life in the detention center. To pass the time and feeling that bullying Old Ding was unfair, he borrowed books and newspapers from the guards to read, of course, he also slipped them high-end cigarettes in exchange.

Bai Xiangyun and Li Daoxin found it amusing and ignored the two quarreling. Ah La Gui had already begun to tidy up his bedding

After a while, the man with the drooping eyes, holding a cigarette, looked at the newcomer with his slanted triangular eyes and said: "Brother, it must be quite inconvenient for you to carry so much junk, right?"

"Boss, are you all moving to another building? What will I eat and smoke in the future?" Huang Sir, I want to go too." The fat man lamented, "With my great figure, I shouldn't have to lose weight."

As they exited the corridor, Bai Xiangyun then noticed that Diao Yan Si and A La Gui were also holding their own belongings, and they exchanged surprised glances and smiles.

And of course, after this incident, everyone lost their memory

Laughter has diminished somewhat, yet it has become even more frenzied

The new monitoring building has long been cleared, with dozens of armed police on guard. Some prisoners in shackles are gradually coming out from various buildings and entering this one.

Returning to the corridor, the instructor Fang called him to wait, and then took out a pair of brand new and soft slippers from a small cabinet under a desk for him

Those who wear shoes fear being barefoot, but if everyone is barefoot, then anyone who gets pricked will feel pain

The voices of the four-eyed ghost and the devil from outside the iron gate caused the four to laugh even more wildly

Three days later, the Spring Festival holiday will come to an end, and the state machinery related to the offenders will resume its operations.

Bai Xiangyun surprisingly began to find imprisonment somewhat interesting

One must bear the consequences that follow from their actions

With raised eyebrows and a finger shaking, he said: "No, no, no. This must weigh at least 30 pounds. I am small and weak, how can I carry such a heavy thing? Only you, boss, have the ability and glory to do so"

Hahahahaha

Laughter abruptly ceased, and the older brothers in each room hid under their blankets to continue their wild antics, while the older Ding could only desperately cover their mouths, making muffled sounds...

The one who sent himself to prison is a good brother, and the warden is actually Uncle Yu, who watched him grow up?! Bai Xiangyun couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling that his mind was a bit muddled.

Li Dao has indeed kept his word; yesterday he instructed his men outside to book a banquet costing 3,888 at Shangri-La, asking the steward to bring it in to welcome Bai Xiangyun. It seems he truly respects this boss who has taken his position.

A burst of laughter sent Bai Xiangyun and the others out of this imposing gate

"Bai Xiangyun, Li Dao, pack your things and come out." It was the voice of the old disciplinarian, Sir Huang.

Bai Xiangyun certainly would not say anything, but upon closer inspection of the individuals assigned here, it was evident that they were mostly those whose appearance detracted from the city's aesthetics, with faces that seemed to proclaim "I am a bad person".

After three days of reading newspapers, Bai Xiangyun did not find any gossip about herself, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling immensely grateful for Gao Fan's assistance. If it weren't for him, given her status in society, she would surely have fallen victim to the prying eyes, hands, and pens of the paparazzi.

No more than seven people are allowed in each room, and there are five of you in this room. Do not cause any trouble said the old supervisor as he locked the door

With responsibility comes burden? Bai Xiangyun felt a stir in her heart; the reason she was reluctant to hire a lawyer was precisely because of this

The old supervisor hesitated for a moment and said: "According to the superior's directive, prisoners who are likely to be sentenced to heavy penalties or have already been sentenced to heavy penalties should be concentrated in a separate building for easier management and to prevent potential risks"

The boss smoked, and Li Dao leaned closer to him: "What is meant to come will always come; thinking about it is useless"

What the hell do you want to say?" The man was getting impatient

As soon as the words were spoken, the fat man fled back to the bunk like a rabbit: "Boss Bai, I think I will just make preserved duck here. If a blind mouse comes in that day, I will add some dishes."

The confused pig is so hungry that it is currently strong | What about the scheming mosquitoes, do you want to learn a way to solve problems? After letting them out, I will ask him to teach you.

Hahaha ... ...

It is unclear whether it is the strong sulfur smell of fireworks and firecrackers in the air during the New Year, but the enthusiasm and aggression of the prison guards are at an unprecedented high. Every day, Old Ding is bullied, first by the guards and then by the instructors or the police in charge of the library. This is followed by being beaten up and then placed in solitary confinement.

Clang clang clang

"Even in death, it is not the end of everything." Bai Xiangyun once again smiled bitterly in her heart

Naturally, the flowing red flag of discipline was soon hung on the large iron gate of this monitoring building. The few kilograms of fatty meat that came with this red flag were happily devoured by the old Ding who had seldom tasted meat, and during the break, they showered compliments on Bai Xiangyun, who was basking in the sun.

If the situation is not as Gao Fan described, how should one face their parents, relatives, and friends

"So what? Do you want to help me or not?" The burly man, with an air of arrogance, lit a cigarette without even glancing at them.

"Mr. Huang, rest assured, we are law-abiding citizens," said the man with the drooping eyes while making a salute. However, the gesture made Bai Xiangyun feel that even the most lenient attitude would be an insult to military etiquette, prompting him to slap the man's hand down.

Of course, there are also people reaching out their hands, but they all wish to shake his hand. This is especially true for those indomitable ones whose wounds have yet to heal.

Still the same prison building, still the same corridor, still the same thirteen cells, still the same over a hundred people, and he is still wearing the same clothes

Director Yu, who was present on-site to command, nodded upon seeing the old instructor bring three individuals over, but did not say anything

Since one does not feel that killing one's wife is a disgrace, what is there to feel ashamed about in bearing the responsibilities that come with it

Li Dao approached the iron gate and began to shout outside. Instantly, the entire prison building erupted in laughter, but a few seconds later, it was mixed with several screams and the furious shouts of others: "Damn it, if others are laughing, you laugh too, are you looking for death?"

Boss, Li Dao, what is making you so happy? Do share it with us. It is incredibly boring and depressing here.