Twenty Seven Years Chapter 105

  Chapter 105, Cell 28

   Lecter is very curious about how this nobleman who just came from Laizein will have an interesting performance in the face of a huge gap. However, because Verak's body was too smelly, which seriously spoiled his interest, the plan of teasing and torturing had to be temporarily shelved.

   "See you tomorrow, everyone." There is plenty of time for leisure, and Lecter just made a big scene at noon, so he is not in a hurry to find trouble with Verak right now. He held his temper, put all his expectations on Verak into tomorrow, and then strode away.

  Verak and the others were taken to the basement level after the prison guard explained the various regulations of the prison.

  Daymans Prison has four floors.

   On the second basement floor, there are confinement rooms for punishing prisoners and warehouses for storing goods with low requirements.

   There are interrogation rooms, prison rooms, bathrooms, etc. on the basement floor.

  There are squares, canteens and work areas on the first floor.

  The second floor is the office and rest area for the prison guards.

  Eighty years ago, when the government at that time designed and built this prison, the estimated capacity limit was 1,000 criminals. But now the new government has thrown away all the criminals who caused it a headache, causing the number of criminals here to surge to more than 2,000, which is seriously overloaded. Moreover, the number of criminals transported every year has always been higher than the number of criminals who died, so that the pressure on the operation of the prison is still increasing year by year.

  Serious overcrowding leads to extremely poor living conditions for prisoners, and the number of criminals placed in each cell is more than twice the original design intention.

Before being escorted to the island, Verak heard some news. It is said that the government allocated money to expand the prison to ease the pressure on the transport, but before the money went to the warden to implement the expansion, the relevant officials Ninety percent was deducted. The warden's background is not deep enough to expose the case, so he can only use this little money to install additional layers of bunks to accommodate prisoners, making each cell extremely crowded, and there is almost no place for criminals to lay down after lying down.

   After the criminals of Veraker and his party were led down to the basement floor by the prison guards, a strong smell of sweat and urine hit their faces.

  The prison guards have long been used to escorting more than twenty criminals in the long and narrow corridor with no expression on their faces. On both sides of the corridor, there are densely packed cells, and the small place that seems to only accommodate one or two people is actually crowded with four or five people.

  Because of the sweltering heat and lack of air circulation, most of the people took off their clothes and lay lifeless. Their eyes are dull, and most of them are emaciated, as if they have lost their souls, and only the instinct of their bodies that are on the verge of collapse is left to keep them alive.

  The environment in the slums of Tswold here is much worse.

  Verak was frightened, unable to imagine what his future would be like.

"No. 8174, Oteste, you are here." After walking for a while, the prison guard at the front stopped, opened the door of a cell crowded with four people, and pushed the first prisoner in .

   "Where is there a place to sleep here?" Oteste, who was pushed in, felt strongly suffocated. With a total area of ​​four to five square meters, a three-layer bed occupies almost half of the space.

  And a criminal who was obviously excluded was curled up in a corner, and the other three criminals occupied a bed on the first floor, half asleep and half awake, too lazy to care for the newcomers. Waiting for him, maybe he can only rest on the hard and cold ground.

  The prison guard didn't give any explanation. After locking the door, he led the team forward.

   "Damn, where is there room for people..." The prison guard in charge of accommodating the criminals grabbed his hair, irritatedly kneaded the registration forms of each cell in the prison, and simply scanned them directly.

"Don't worry about it, just throw it away wherever there is space, and don't wishful thinking if you want to arrange a bed." Other prison guards don't care about placement issues. In their view, whether the living conditions of prisoners are bad or not has nothing to do with them .

"No. 8175, No. 8176, you are here." The prison guard calmed down and stopped thinking about it. He took a few steps forward and randomly picked a cell with four people. , pushed the two of them in, "Six people can still sleep if squeezed together."

   It was already overcrowded, but now two people were forced in without any explanation. The four criminals who had already lived there all stared fiercely at the prison guards, but they didn't dare to say anything.

   Soon, more than 20 criminals were assigned.

   After writing it down on the watch, the leading prison guard turned around and looked at the last person, Verak: "You are lucky, you don't need to squeeze."

  After he said this, the rest of the prison guards burst into laughter.

Verac knew that he had done nothing good. Lecter named the cell he wanted him to go to, and specifically stated that he was not allowed to change it. It must be that the cell environment is worse than these, or the people living in it are very troublesome. .

   "Let's go." The prison guard led Verak to continue walking forward, and arrived at the door of a cell that was no different from other cells, but only had two beds.

  The cell was clean, and a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties with a kind face was reading a book.

   "No. 8196, Thomas Chris, you will live with Robin Keating in cell 208 next." The prison guard opened the cell door.

  The environment is very good, and this middle-aged man named Robin Keating really doesn't look like a bad guy.

   Is this punishment?

   Could it be that the old man is a well-disguised serial murderer, or a pervert with other bad habits?

   After being pushed in, Verak became restless.

"There is a daily schedule on the wall. You live with Robin Keating, so you don't need to go to work, but you still have to do everything else on time." The prison guard didn't leave immediately, but gave an additional order For some matters, "Go to the bathroom and make a report, just wait for the arrangement."

  After explaining the brief situation, the prison guards responsible for arranging the new prisoners left.

  Verak looked at Robin Keating. Although it was sweltering, he was still wearing a neat white shirt, he was simply the most decent prisoner in this prison: "Hello."

   "Hello." Robin Keating put down his book a long time ago, sat on the bed and looked at Verak kindly, "You smell very bad, you should take a bath."

"Yes." Verak nodded embarrassingly. This is the second person who said that today. He turned to look at the schedule posted on the wall, which said that he could only take a shower at eight o'clock in the evening, "but you have to Wait until eight o'clock at night."

   "I don't think I can wait that long." Keating smiled.

  Villac was a little at a loss: "But I can't help it, I'm sorry. In addition, I want to ask you a question, why don't you need to go to work when you live with you?"

  Before they came, the prison guards introduced the basic situation of the prison to them.

  Prisoners' labor is an important part of the prison system. The government often only provides part of the funds for the prison. The prison needs to be responsible for its own profits and losses. Through the labor of prisoners, it makes money to feed back the operation of the prison, so it has no reason to be different from others.

  (end of this chapter)

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