Chapter 61 5. Shut up in a confinement room

The prison police took the record from me, and I admitted that I beat up those guys. The police took the transcripts of several other prisoners, and after confirming my fighting behavior, I was punished by confinement for seven days and wearing restraints. At about eight o'clock that night, I was escorted to the confinement room. The forbidden door room, also known as the "small cell", is mainly used to detain criminals who do not obey prison discipline, fight, or disobey management.Due to the humanized management implemented in our country's prisons, criminals are never beaten, so confinement has become an important means for prisons to punish criminals.

The confinement room of No. N Prison in the provincial capital is located on the first floor of the Educational Reform Complex. The police rang the doorbell of the confinement room. A fifty-six or seven-year-old policeman opened the door. He looked at me impatiently, and said, "It's not too late. At present, there are only a few seats." Due to the exuberant anger of the prisoners recently, the confinement room is very hot, and it is more crowded than an express hotel on holidays. "We still need to put restraints on him! Which one should we put in?" said the veteran policeman in the confinement room.

"There is a single room, and there are two people when he goes in..." Another policeman in the confinement room said, "But? There is already a prisoner there, and that guy is still there?" There is no single room, let’s take that one.” Another policeman in the confinement room said. "Okay, this guy beat five or six fellow prisoners in the prison area. He is violent and must be locked up." A policeman in the prison area was talking beside me, and I gave him a hard look. He ignored me, this bastard actually put me in handcuffs and shackles, which are punishment measures for extremely violent criminals, which are not usually used very much.

I was taken into confinement room No. 4, and there was a tall, thin man in his twenties sitting in a corner of the confinement room, as if he was going to sleep.When he saw me, he stood up again. The confinement room is about five or six square meters, divided into two areas, blocked by railings.The outside area is a small toilet, that is, a urinal, and the inside area is flat. I was ushered in, and before I did, I used a urinal. After that, I was pushed into the room, and the size of the area can only accommodate three or four people lying upright. The policeman behind me pushed me in, and he said, "You asked for this, let's see how you reduce your sentence in the future?"

"Captain, I still have more than three months." I said. "What's wrong with three months, three months have to be remodeled!" He said, and pushed me to the ground. I thought to myself, seeing me get out of prison in three months, why don't I teach you a lesson, you brat. The handcuffs and shackles were chained, and I felt pain in my wrists and ankles. Because the shackles are heavy, heavy... "How long will he be detained?" the old policeman asked. "It's clearly written on the approval form," Nan Minjing said. "Two hours?"

"That's right, let him wake up." I lay on the ground, feeling an inexplicable pressure in my heart. The light was directly above my head, which was very dazzling; in the corner of the ceiling, a big camera was facing me; after closing the iron door, the confinement room began to emit an unpleasant smell. The smell; the small window of the iron door was opened from time to time, and the police scanned the situation inside. My hands and feet started to tingle a little bit, sore. The tall and thin prisoner who was originally in the room was curled up in a corner at this moment, with his legs facing my head.

I am sitting in the middle of the confinement room like this, and I firmly believe that my efforts today will be rewarded. Now, the police in the confinement room should be observing everything inside us with good eyesight. I'm like a salted fish, on the cutting board, waiting to be slaughtered. My mood is very calm, the temperature in the room is getting higher and higher, and I am sweating all over. The prisoner in the corner spoke: "Brother, why are you being restrained?" "I beat someone and injured five or six people, so they handcuffed me and I came in." "Brother, you are really a hero!" After finishing speaking, he reached out to touch my feet, his eyes were very strange.

"Why are you touching my feet?" "Brother, your feet are so beautiful! I've never seen such a beautiful man's feet." The boy spoke like a woman, and I had a premonition that something was wrong. "Warning, take your hands away immediately!" My feet were itchy, and his expression became very charming. I'm dizzy, it's really unbearable for a man to become like this. He didn't listen to my dissuasion at all. After touching my feet, he bent down again and started licking my feet with his tongue. My feet are covered with his saliva, and he still enjoys it.

He laughed, "You can't run away!" "Get out!" I said. He was startled, and immediately sat up, turned his face away, pouted his mouth, pretending to be angry. I don't look at him, it's disgusting! After a while, he came over again and licked my feet, which made me laugh out loud. The small window of the iron door opened, and it was the old policeman: "What are you doing! This pervert, why does every cellmate lick his feet?" After speaking, the old policeman came in, and the kid was so frightened that he sat back. "It's time for me, isn't it?" I asked him.

"No, I can't wear this thing for a long time." The old policeman said while removing the handcuffs and shackles, "Is it a bit uncomfortable!" I nodded and said thank you. I sat up, my hands and feet were numb, I went to the toilet, and took a sip of water; I thought to myself, this suffering has come from the trumpet. I turned around and found that the guy who licked my feet just now was shaking, and I walked up to him. He looked like a mouse, his eyes were full of fear, I was about to speak, but he put his arms around my leg, "Brother, please, for the sake of a prison cell, please forgive me this time!"

I really convinced him, his face changed really fast. I ignored him, I was afraid of dirtying my eyes, I lay on the ground, ready to sleep. I just wanted to say why the lights are not turned off, but I didn't open my mouth, because I forgot that this is a prison and this is a confinement room. I lay down, closed my eyes, and the lights were blinding—prison lights don't go out at night. Many years later, I participated in a training organized by the Ministry of Justice at the Central Judicial Police Academy. A leader of the Prison Administration said that some writers were not objective, and it was pure nonsense that prisoners used flashlights to read and study in prisons. There were bursts of coughing in my ears, presumably it was the sleeping prisoner next door.Occasionally, footsteps can be heard in the hallway. It should be the police patrolling. There is no difference between day and night in the confinement room. There are no windows, no sunlight, only overhead lights, and sweat that cannot be avoided in the small space. The smell of stink, sweaty feet, and urine, all mixed together into the nose and mouth, made me feel like throwing up. Slowly, I fell asleep and had many dreams. I dreamed that Master Ma was outside the prison gate. She couldn’t get in. She was very anxious, so she said: “I can’t get in, let’s meet on QQ Let's go!" I dreamed that Gu Mei was lying in a train car, straight up, like a dead person; I also dreamed of Lin Lan, she drove open the prison gate, and she said she came to save me, to save me in dire straits middle. When I woke up, the kid wasn't asleep. But, he's moving and I don't know what he's doing. His mouth was also moving, as if he was eating something. I took a closer look, dizzy, he was biting the flesh on his hand, his mouth was full of blood. The police rushed in, stopped him, and bandaged his wound. Still emotionally unstable, he said, "What a delicious red wine!" Monster, he called blood wine. The next day, the guy who licked my toes and bit his paws in the middle of the night fell asleep like a pig. In the morning, I ate a little "small meal", a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, which is also called anti-wake-up food. I didn't eat enough, my stomach was empty, and I was a little flustered. I suddenly remembered that the card that the police gave me when I first arrived at the prison must be useful. I sat in the middle of the trumpet, doing nothing, bored, helpless. The small window of the iron door opened. There were bursts of noisy voices outside, and I thought that the prisoners had gone to work again, and a new lively day in the prison had arrived. At this time, I heard the door of the trumpet opened and several people came in. I raised my head and found a pair of eyes on the small window of the iron door. The small policeman shouted, "The warden is here to see you!" I immediately stood up and shouted: "Hello, Warden! I am..." I was about to say that I am Qi Feng, a policeman, but I swallowed the words again, and I was so scared that I was covered in sweat. "I know who you are!" The warden's voice was hoarse, presumably due to years of smoking. "Thank you, Warden, for your concern!" "You made trouble on the first day in our prison? Why are you so disobedient at such a young age?" "I'm wrong!" "Although you only have three months left in prison, you can't behave like this. Obey the management, plead guilty and obey the law, earnestly reform, and be a new person. This is your way out." "Prisoner, I understand." "Wrong?" "Yes, as I said just now, I was wrong." "Okay, then let him out!" The warden said firmly. "His confinement lasted for a week, how could he be released so early?" said a policeman next to him. "I know best about him." After the warden finished speaking, he left angrily.