Chapter 11 11. That's for coffins

I woke up from a dream! It was dark all around, and I just fell asleep sitting in the closet. The closet door in front of him was closed. I am covered in sweat. I reached out and touched, and there was a fur coat in the closet. I came out of the closet feeling dizzy and nauseous. I walked out of the village in the dark and returned to the Huaqian Hotel, without sleep all night. The next day, I ate something in the morning and vomited it all up. Gu Mei came to see me, and I returned the money to her. After that, we got on the train together. Gu Mei only rests on Saturdays, so I went home directly.

I first turned on the mobile phone, which is the mobile phone under the portrait. And electricity. I opened it, and there was a QQ inside, and it belonged to Master Ma. In other words, she used to chat with me on this mobile phone.I dug out the chat history, as well as her friends. A familiar number was stabbed like a needle, stinging my eyes. That's what the so-called horse did. However, it is strange that there is no chat history. So, I opened the diary with great excitement, and filled it with words. At this time, the phone rang, it was the warden. He asked me: "Where are you?" "I'm at home," I said. "Hurry up and come to the prison to be on duty." "But..." "But what, there are a few officers who are trained for police ranks, and they also have sick leave and marriage leave. Come back!"

I had no choice but to put the diary in my bag, and immediately took a taxi to work. The taxi fare was nearly 100 yuan for tens of kilometers. When I was on duty in the prison, the first thing I did was to look at the freezer. The man in the freezer is still there, and his family members are still petitioning and suing, so he can't go into the fire for peace. There is still no progress in the case of Xiao Liu, the driver is at large, and it is almost becoming an unsolved case... As for the words that Master Ma told me at the beginning, I have no way of verifying how much of a suspected mental patient's rumors can be considered as facts Woolen cloth?

That night, I was on duty in the prison, and the head of the sub-prison arranged some business work for me, mainly to prepare for the commutation of criminals’ sentences in the second half of the year. In the computer, each prisoner gets a maximum of 6 points per month, which is mainly based on the criminal’s study, reformation, labor and other aspects of scoring, of which labor and reformation performance play a major role in the score; criminals’ monthly effective bonus points reach more than 3 points, and the year-round If the cumulative score is more than 50, it is hoped that it will be among the best in the accumulated effective reward points of all criminals in the prison area, and there is hope for a commutation of sentence.This is a very sad job. Each prisoner needs dozens of cards to be entered. Not only that, but also to check item by item. For the prisoner, if he misses one point, it means that he will lose months or even a year. sentence.

I worked until 12 o'clock in the evening to sort out the files of more than a dozen criminals. I was so tired that I was dizzy and almost collapsed. Afterwards, I went back to the duty room to wash my police uniform. There were two half-sleeved summer duty uniforms and a long-lined police uniform. All three police uniforms were sky blue, which is my favorite color.Previous police liners were all gray.Since gray is similar to the color of the prisoner's zebra shirt, in order to distinguish them, the color of the inner lining was changed to sky blue. After finishing all this work, I stood at the door of the prison to check the movement inside. The star guards stood firm at their posts, and the doors of each dormitory were closed tightly.

At this time, a person came out from the toilet in the prison area. It was the drug dealer surnamed Gu. When he saw me, he smiled and approached me, leaning his hands on the railing of the iron gate, like a gorilla. He said: "Captain, why are you always depressed recently?" "Never mind your business!" "Your seal is black, you must have hit a ghost." "Thank you, it's okay." I wanted to scold him, but I swallowed the words back. "If there is any problem, I can help you." "Check this out for me." I took out Master Ma's wooden mobile phone.

He looked at it carefully and said, "This is a piece of sandalwood! The texture is really good." "Sandalwood? What do you mean?" I asked him. "This is the wood used for high-grade coffins." "coffin?" "It's best not to carry this thing with you, how evil it is!" Gu criminal's face twisted, his mouth opened wide, his words gave me a sensational feeling. "But, I like it. I want to take it." "Well, I'll write a sign for you and stick it on. How about it, keep you safe." Saying that, the drug dealer reached out and took the thing away.

"Stop! Give me!!" I yelled at him, and he trotted back. "Thanks, no need." I said. I don't believe he can write talismans, there is a fart for writing talismans. I held the wooden mobile phone and was puzzled. At four o'clock the next night, when I was about to leave work, Xiao Zhao came to me and said mysteriously, "There is an event tonight, do you want to participate?" "The sorority, where you introduce your partners, are all police girls." Little Zhao Semimi said. "Okay." I agreed, and changed into casual clothes. When I took off my police uniform, I found a small loop of rope under the changing box.

To be more precise, it is the flax thread left over from the processing of automobile flax seat cushions, that is, a corner waste. I picked it up and put it in the bag. After get off work, we drove to the restaurant together. We went late, there were more than 30 people, sitting at three tables, those people had already started drinking, and 20 of the 30 people were women. Xiao Zhao and I both introduced ourselves. I felt uncomfortable, so I drank a glass of white toast, and then sat there stupidly. The policewomen began to show their true nature of drinking, they drank white wine and dried beer, with peach blossoms on their faces, and mixed cups of wine.

I sat there, no one paid attention to me; I ordered a bowl of noodles; after I finished eating, I went to the corridor to smoke. It was ten o'clock at night when the show ended, and Xiao Zhao drank too much. A policewoman about his age helped him out, but he threw up before he reached the bathroom. When we walked out of the hotel, the policewoman sent Xiao Zhao home. I stood on the side of the road to take a taxi by myself, and waited for ten minutes, but I didn't see an empty car. At this time, I saw two sneaky people waiting for the bus.They are a man and a woman, whispering, hugging and tugging at times.Their strange behavior caught my attention.

There was an empty taxi coming up and I was just about to step up.The man and woman rushed to open the car door ahead of me. The man was very polite, "Dude, by the way, my wife is pregnant." The woman laughed out loud. Only then did I see clearly the lying man and the woman I hated to the bone. I stepped forward and grabbed the man, a standard grappling move, and knocked him to the ground. Then I tied his hands with the linen twine I carried with me. The woman wanted to escape, but before she could take a few steps, the heel of her shoe fell off. Seeing this scene, several policewomen who were waiting for the bus rushed forward, and the policewomen subdued the woman effortlessly, and she was caught like a chicken. Afterwards, I immediately called the police. All this in just a few minutes. What is she trying to do with me? This couple is the guy who stole my money on the train. In the Public Security Bureau, the two of them truthfully confessed crimes such as theft and extortion, and at the same time included a shocking secret. That is, the car accident between Ma Ganma and Ma Ganmei was a conspiracy. The main messenger of the conspiracy is the village director Lin Feng. He wanted to monopolize the Ma family's cultivated land, and there was one more thing, which was Lin Feng's drug trafficking. As for the scale and scope, it is not yet known. I suddenly remembered the guy named "Ma Gan" on the phone. I'm online, and he's there too. I said, "I want to see you." He said: "I have exactly the same intention, but you don't regret it." "I regret not being a police officer." "I will set the time and place, wait for my news." "Magan" disappeared. For many days after that, the guy disappeared without a trace. I found a classmate who worked in the Municipal Public Security Bureau and asked him to help locate the location of "Magan". Strangely, he has since disappeared. The thread is broken again. The life of an ordinary prison guard is still going round and round, and his love life is comfortable and comfortable. I started dating that train attendant, Gu Mei, and we met once a week, in a normal way. I originally thought that I could find some valuable clues in Master Ma's diary. After reading it, I found that it was all hand-copied "Liao Zhai". Lian Pian, even a little obsessed, often absent-minded even when talking on the phone or meeting with Gu Mei, I told myself, I can't go on like this. However, weird things are still happening... Due to various reasons, the manpower in our sub-district is insufficient. There are only five policemen left. Not worth the unit. When I was on duty, every morning, I would personally take 8 prisoners to the prison back-up area (prisoner cafeteria) to get meals. I got up at 6:00 every morning, and at 6:30, I took them out of the prison area. These eight people were either deaf or dumb, and they were all old, weak, sick, and disabled criminals who had no danger of escape. They held a large iron rice bucket, a wooden stick for carrying the rice bucket, and a stainless steel rice bowl in their hands. I walked at the end, looking at this uneven group of people, I felt that life is short and prison work is long.As the old police said, prisoners have a fixed term, but prison guards have no fixed term. Especially the dumb one.In his forties, he was charged with theft. Every time he went out, he always walked ahead. One evening, I took them to have dinner, and when they came back, he was at the end, and I was behind him.He stopped suddenly and opened his mouth to me Ula Ula, I don't know what he means.He was very anxious, his expression was very frightened, and he was pointing straight behind me. I turned around and there was nothing. I raised my head and saw No. 4 Prison Building. I pointed to Building No. 4, the mute nodded, and I shook my head. He reached out, pointed straight at me, and opened his arms, and I fainted.what did he say? When I turned around again, I still saw nothing. I could feel that he saw something very horrific. I pretended not to understand, even though there was a female ghost with blue face and fangs standing behind me. I laughed. There was a cripple in front of the mute, and he came to me and said, "The mute said there is a ghost behind you." "Are you still possessed by a zombie? Go carry your idiot. If you don't carry the idiot, you will memorize the prison rules. Otherwise, after you go back, show me the study notes of the culture class." I know that the cripple does not pay attention to studies. , He closed his mouth after hearing this. That night, I heard that something happened in the No. 4 prison building. A prisoner hanged himself on the bed, but he didn't die, and there was a bloodstain on his neck. The mute seemed a little prescient. When beating prisoners in the prisoner’s cafeteria, I would meet the policemen from the Fifth Ward. They had the same eating time as ours. Among them was a policeman who was two years younger than me. His surname was Li, and he was very talkative. He would tell me about the prison. There are many intricate relationships and anecdotes in it. That day, he and I were standing on the first floor of the cafeteria chatting, my cigarettes were exhausted, and his cigarettes were also exhausted. We both felt awkward. At this time, a tall, sharp-looking male prisoner ran over with a big smile on his face, and handed Xiao Li a box of soft bags of Zhonghua. Xiao Li accepted it with a smile. He unpacked it and gave me one. "Isn't that good?" I felt it was wrong to take the prisoner's things. But he didn't take it seriously, "A pack of cigarettes is nothing." I thanked him but didn't take his cigarette. When I took the prisoner away carrying the rice bucket, I saw that he was still caressing the red box of "Zhonghua". I think he is still young, so he can't be greedy for petty gains like this, otherwise, something will happen sooner or later. On the way back to the cell, the cripple said to me, "Captain, do you know the name of the male prisoner who smoked Zhonghua?" "what is his name?" "Nicknamed She Tao, he is very fierce. No one dares to provoke him. It is said that he used to be a soldier." I nodded and thought to myself, military and police criminals have always been listed as key criminals by prisons and strictly guarded against them. How could he be so casual? It's not a good thing for the policeman to be so close to him. At night, I couldn't sleep all night. The watchmen would sometimes be lazy and would often fall asleep in the corridor. I would come out of the duty room from time to time to check whether the prisoners on duty had arrived.They are on duty, that is, they are on duty in the corridor to prevent prisoners from committing suicide. At two o'clock in the morning, a sick prisoner rushed to the prison door crazily, shouting, "Ma Gan, I saw Ma Gan, he was covered in blood, he was covered in blood, he said he wanted to play with me. " Several prisoners carried him back. Gu Mingda hadn't slept yet. He leaned against the door of the prison and said to me: "Captain, I advise you not to sleep in this duty room at night, it's too evil." "Don't talk about it all day long. This is a prison, and it's a punishment enforcement agency. No pretense and tricks are allowed. Also, if you continue to confuse people with lies, I will apply for a prison area and deduct your valid bonus points for this month. .” "I have no grievances with you, don't do this!" Gu Mingda's tone softened, and he turned to leave. I suddenly remembered the conversation he had with me last time and called him back again. "You said, there is another person in the prison who knows about the missing drugs. Who is it?" "Many people know about the missing drugs, including She Tao!" "She Tao from the Fifth Prison Area?" "It's him." "How would he know?" "He used to deal in drugs, I know he knows it, but he doesn't admit it." Gu Du seemed to remember something, "She Tao is very strange, he was a ferocious wolf, but now he has become a sheep , it's not in his character." "Is there a big difference between the previous him and the current him?" "Of course, when he was first imprisoned, he had a very violent personality, and he even fought with Ma Gan." "Because of what?" "Of course it's because Ma Gan is gay! Ma Gan's arm was broken by She Tao!" She Tao?Ma Gan?I thought about these two people all night, but I didn't find the answer. When I went to work the next day, I was leading the workers in the workshop. When I returned to the cell for roll call, I found that there was one prisoner missing. After searching for half an hour, the rapist was found in the warehouse of the workshop. He was curled up in a corner, his eyes terrified, "I hide here, they won't find me. Someone wants to kill me." "If you hide here and don't come out, you will kill us." Xiao Zhao stretched out his hand to hit him, but he stretched out his hand and retracted it.Xiao Zhao later told me that we practice humane management, and we do not allow prisoners to be beaten or scolded.Prisoners' awareness of human rights has generally increased. If you beat him, he will sue you at the procuratorate. If you don't beat him, he will sue you. He can blackmail you.In this way, when a prisoner sues you, you have to spend money to deal with the prisoner, and the people from the procuratorate come to investigate you, and you have to deal with the people from the procuratorate. This shows a truth that prison guards are equal to vulnerable groups. When I went back, I looked through the guy's files. Ten years ago, he raped a female middle school student, which should actually be said to have been attempted. Afterwards, he raped a middle-aged woman in an outhouse in the countryside. The case files were written in great detail, including underwear, semen, witnesses, etc., and there were all kinds of details, and I admired the judge's ability to write the verdict. Although the female middle school student who was raped wrote a pseudonym, it was a word for "horse". I'm a little nervous now, when I see the word "horse", I think of Master Ma. This stinky frame who received a thousand knives made me haunt my dreams. This problem bothered me, and even when I brought the prisoner to the interview room the next day, I was listless. The prisoner I met was a murderer in his twenties. He and his mother were crying with their phones separated by glass and iron bars. I held the phone in one hand and listened to their speeches, and with the pen in the other hand, I wrote their conversations. I am absent-minded. The mother said to make money for her son, hoping that his sentence would be commuted as soon as possible; the son said how to regret it, and said all kinds of useless words.If I knew today, why bother. Through the glass of the meeting room, I saw a familiar figure - Gu Mei. She sat in the corner and waved to me. After I sent the prisoner back to the workshop, I left the prison gate. She was very happy to see me. "Why are you here?" I said. "I miss you. I'll come to see you. Of course, I'm also visiting a relative." "Your relatives are also serving their sentences here." "Of course, a distant relative is in your prison area." "Who?" "He deals drugs." Gu Mei didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her words. Her distant relative is Gu Mingda from our prison area, her cousin. I feel that my feelings have been deceived. No matter what purpose Gu Mei came into contact with me, I really cannot accept the fact that she is the family member of the prisoner. The next day, I turned off my phone and never answered her calls or met with her. She sent me a lot of text messages, and I didn't reply. This weekend, when I got home, I saw Gu Mei sitting on the stairs of my house as soon as I walked to the stairs, crying like a tearful person. "Let's not talk anymore," I said. "No, you may have misunderstood me." "how come?" "I have a truth here that you don't know." "Stop fucking lying." I was a little hysterical.