Chapter 6, The First Night in Prison

Upon hearing this sound, the three members of the Ximen family jumped up from the bed simultaneously and ran towards the location of the hidden compartment. Just as they got up, it seemed that something had been scorched on the floor at the entrance, and the entire cell was permeated with a burnt odor

"This really won't do," Ximen Lian said to Sun Panzai. "If there is indeed a problem in the prison, even if the alarm is triggered, we might not be able to stand up before you bring the items."

Later, it was the prison guards who sensed something was amiss. After rushing in and striking with their batons, they managed to separate the inmates. Once they understood the situation, the guards did not take action against the older inmates but instead took Sun and his three companions out.

The item was delivered by someone you sent, just this one package, and I have not opened it to check. While speaking, the prison warden had already handed the travel bag to Sun Pangzi

After they finished tidying up, the warden could no longer hold back. He glanced at Xiong Wanyi and the others, then said to Sun Pangzi: "Sun Ju, this is a prison after all, and it is not convenient for you to bring so many items. How about this: you can keep the incense and paper money, and I will leave you a pack of matches. It is better for the remaining weapons and firearms to be stored with me. I will leave you an emergency alarm; if you press it, I will immediately bring these items to you. I am also committed to this; from now until you resolve the matter, I will stay and live in the prison. If you do not leave, I will accompany you."

Isn't it just about getting beaten up? As if no one has ever been beaten before. Sun Pangzi made a half-hearted joke, then suddenly changed the subject, scratching his head and saying: "Let me clarify first, according to the rules, we don't hit the face. My memory has been quite poor lately, and if you hit me too hard, I might forget. I'm not saying this lightly, but there are still a few accounts outside that haven't been settled, like that m.hetushucom.com, that big official, and Old Mo's, which add up to quite a sum. If you hit me too hard and I can't remember, what will I do if they say I'm defaulting on my debts?" I'm not saying this lightly, but there are still a few accounts outside that haven't been settled, like that m.hetushucom.com, that big official, and Old Mo's, which add up to quite a sum. If you hit me too hard and I can't remember, what will I do if they say I'm defaulting on my debts?

The stout man is considered the leader of this cell. Upon hearing his shout, the other inmates behind him all rushed forward with a cry of "Aah!" At this moment, Lao Mo and Xi Menlian also charged in. They had dealt with ghosts and monsters more often, so it was rare for them to engage with living people. In contrast, the stout man, who had been standing at the front just moments ago, quietly retreated. He climbed up to the upper bunk beside him and watched with a smile as the chaotic scene unfolded below.

Sun Fatty did not check and directly handed the travel bag to the person behind him, Ximen Lian. The official opened the travel bag right under the prison warden's nose. The warden took a glance and felt his blood pressure rise, his head tightening. At the top of the travel bag lay four small palm-sized pistols, each equipped with two fully loaded magazines, along with the bullets already in the pistols, totaling four pistols and sixty to seventy rounds of ammunition. At this moment, the warden began to regret not having checked it beforehand.

Seeing that the four individuals showed no reaction, the stout man hesitated a bit instead. He shifted his gaze and raised his chin towards Xiong Wanyi and the others, asking, "Are you with this fat man?"

After exiting the small room, the warden personally led them to a new cell. For their convenience, a hidden compartment had been specially added in the corner of the wall a few days prior, allowing Sun Fatty and his companions to store their equipment

Xiong Wanyi turned to look at the location where the gunshot had sounded. Sun Pangzi was sitting on the bed, holding a pistol, with a cold smile on his face as he gazed at the spot where the incident had just occurred. He said, "There hasn't been any trouble for over thirty years, and suddenly there's a commotion today. Not to mention, the news travels quite fast..."

Remember to promote it for me outside "Sun Fatty chuckled, and after a pause, looked at the travel bag in the warden's hand and said, "I’m not saying anything, but all our things are in there, right?"

Xiong Wanyi, unwilling to back down, continued to curse a few more times, but was eventually persuaded by Ximen Lian and Old Mo together. Both the official and Old Mo were seasoned veterans; after a few words, Xiong Wanyi stopped shouting. On the other side, Sun Pangzi yawned and then turned over to fall asleep. Just as the three of them, including Ximen Lian, were lying down to catch their breath, a sound similar to a metallic object scraping against glass suddenly came from the entrance of the monitoring room, a sound that was truly distressing.

The warden understood Sun Pangzi's meaning. He nodded and said, "I will go find some for you. What kind do you need?"

After the prison warden left, Xi Menlian and the other two first used a specially made transparent water pen to draw dozens of symbols on the walls and floor, with almost all the symbols directed towards the door and window sills. They then evenly sprinkled some white powder, which was nearly transparent, in the corners of the room, using a brush made from an unknown type of hair to apply the powder until it was almost invisible to the naked eye, marking the completion of their work. Sun Pangzi could not participate (nor did he intend to), so he chose a bed in the central position and watched as Xi Menlian and the others completed this entire process.

The monitoring room was both stuffy and hot. After completing a whole set of tasks, Ximen, Lian, and the others were already drenched in sweat. Upon hearing Sun Fatty's words, Xiong Wanyi immediately sprang up, pointing at Sun Fatty and shouting, "Why didn't you say so earlier! Look at us, we're soaked with sweat, our clothes are completely wet!"

Seeing himself being restrained, the stout man was somewhat bewildered. He glared at Xiong Wanyi and said, "Regardless of your matters with the library, don't interfere! The beating you three brothers were supposed to receive is waived; today, it's all about this fat man... Ah! You really want to fight! Brothers, take action! If anything gets broken, I'll take the blame for the increased punishment!"

Sun Fatty blinked his eyes and said: "The more penetrating, the better to look at"

A man let out a bitter laugh and said to Sun Fatty and the others, "I say, Sun, you all come in here and cause such a ruckus on your first day. In a few days, won't you incite a prison riot?" This man is the warden of this small northern prison, and he is the only one who knows the details of Sun Fatty and the others being undercover here.

After they completed a set of procedures, Sun Pangzi yawned and said: "Actually, over the past few days, we have been here asking questions, looking into what unusual behaviors the dismembered individuals exhibited before their release, and who they had contact with prior to their release. Carrying equipment is merely a precaution; it is essentially unnecessary. I am not saying that this prison has no issues; otherwise, we wouldn't have to wait until they were released and dismembered. They could have been dealt with right here."

Xiong Wanyi ran a few steps before suddenly turning around, running towards the door while shouting: "There's no time, I'll hold them off, you go grab the weapons!" As soon as he finished speaking, a dull gunshot rang out, followed by a scream at the door. A figure shrouded in mist appeared for an instant, then vanished immediately.

What remains are the truncheons and some standard equipment from the polling bureau. As he watched Sun Fatty and the others take these items out one by one, the prison warden began to suspect that they were indeed not here to break into the prison

When the official was speaking, Sun Fatty had already hidden all his equipment on his person. He himself did not know how he managed to conceal it; from the outside, it was completely undetectable. Then, Sun Fatty seemed to suddenly remember something. He said to the prison warden, "By the way, could you get me some of those adhesive papers that can be used for tattoos?"

Sun Pangzi grinned at Xiong Wanyi and said, "Just now, when I attempted to commit an indecent act and failed, I didn't see the three of you speaking up for me. If it weren't for the fact that the account cards for your private jobs are in my hands, you would have just watched me get beaten, wouldn't you?"

This is simply out of jealousy for Sun Pangzi's rapid rise, and they are jokingly attributing this charge to him. Even after the incident concludes, if he encounters that bastard again, he will say: "Attempted indecency—what kind of charge is that? I was just joking with you, no need to get angry." As for how many beatings he endured for the charge, that is a matter of poor management on the part of the prison; what does it have to do with the director of the judicial bureau?

This is not right! Wasn't it agreed that my charge was causing multiple deaths due to fighting, and that the death penalty was commuted to a suspended sentence? Now, how is it that I am being charged with attempted molestation? What does attempted molestation even mean? Isn't it just looking a bit too much? Upon hearing the charge from the prison guard, Sun Fatty's mind raced, and he guessed that he had probably fallen into the hands of Director Liu from the Judicial Bureau.

If this grudge is not avenged, I, Sun Desheng, will walk backwards from now on! Sun, the fat man, cursed inwardly a few times. He raised his head to glance at the ten or so prisoners in the cell, only to find that their gazes were unfriendly, and almost all of them displayed expressions of disdain towards him

"If we are not on the same path, then it will be easier to handle," the dark-skinned man turned his gaze and grinned menacingly at Sun, saying, "Are you familiar with the rules when it comes to playing with looks?"

I just heard about this as well. Before I came, I had someone change your charges. Excessive self-defense resulting in multiple deaths and injuries. Is that acceptable? Sun Ju, it’s just short of adding a note about not letting anyone in. Also, causing a commotion this time is beneficial; it serves as a pretext for changing your cell numbers. You few will have a separate cell, and then I will arrange for the old inmates to be sent to your cell one by one. Some of them know this prison better than I do, so if you have any questions, just ask them. The warden looked at Sun Fatty and the others, still wearing a bitter smile.

Xiong Wanyi and the other two almost simultaneously shook their heads. Xiong Wanyi, representing Ximen Lian and Lao Mo, said: "We don't recognize him. We came in fighting, while this guy came in playing with his eyes. We are not from the same group"

After the prison guard settled Sun Fatty and a few others, he left the cell. Once the figure of the guard completely disappeared, all the inmates in the cell strolled over. The leader, a stout black man, glanced at Ximen Lian, Lao Mo, and Xiong Wanyi one by one, finally fixing his gaze on Sun Fatty's face

Hmm? Still someone who keeps accounts! I don't care whether you report the accounts or not!" As he spoke, the stout man swung a fist towards Sun Panzai's nose. Just as the punch was about to land, a large hand suddenly reached out from behind, firmly grasping his wrist. It was none other than Xiong Wanyi, the stout man who had just indicated that he was not on the same side as the one playing with eye contact.

I still want to ask you about this! As soon as the person who knows his background arrived, Fatty Sun immediately got angry: "What does it mean to attempt indecency? This is the first time I've been so humiliated in my life. How can I show my face in public after this?"

A few people, including Sun Pangzi, were locked in a small dark room. Initially, they thought it was one of those so-called single cells in a prison. However, after a short while, the light bulb inside was turned on. Taking advantage of the dim light, Sun Pangzi rushed towards Ximen Lian and the others. While they were arranging themselves, a police officer in his fifties entered, carrying a large travel bag.