Chapter 7 District Prison

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Old Yu took the plastic bucket handed to him by the cleaning robot and sighed. The potato vines inside had completely withered and died, and all the potatoes had been picked from the roots upwards, leaving only a few shallow black holes. The gray footprints had not appeared for a week. This had never happened before. I wonder if she would come again in the future? Mr. Yu couldn't help feeling a little lonely. He poured the soil in the bucket into the flowerbed and patted it down, staring at the blooming roses for half a night, unable to describe the feeling in his heart. Perhaps he should not have been so reserved at the time, and should have met the child. But now it's too late, and he doesn't know whether he got rich from the potatoes or met with an accident, the little guy disappeared as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth. At the window on the second floor of the slum building, Lin Juemin was staring at the screen of the smart computer in front of him and was also distracted. The sound of his parents' quarrel came from the kitchen, and he couldn't concentrate on the class at all. "...I don't care! I want to move out immediately! There's been a murder upstairs, how can we live like this?" The mother's sharp voice was righteous. "Huilan, listen to me," my father said in a dull voice, "It will cost a lot of money to get the Juemin. I have found a way, but they are asking for three hundred thousand. Given our family's financial situation, can you hold on for another two years? I promise you that in two years at most we will be able to raise enough money to move to the 20th floor." "Two years? It's been two years every time. How many two years have passed?" The mother became even more angry. "Living in a place like this! Surrounded by prostitutes, drug addicts and vagrants, do you understand how bad the impact on the nobles is? We are different from them. Anyway, I can't stand it for even a day!" Isn't it the same as them? Lin Juemin silently repeated his mother's words, thinking of Sophia Miller's drooping head when she was pushed into the police car by the police a week ago. What crime did she commit? Why did the police arrest her? Lin Juemin couldn't figure it out. Wasn't it said that her mother was killed? The people on the lower floors of the building had already spread the news, so why was she arrested and sent to prison? Will she ever be free again? Will she ever come back? ***************************************************** In the office of the chief of the District Third Police Station, Bao Qifeng bent over and sat down opposite the chief's desk. He raised his hand and took out a beautifully wrapped package and pushed it forward. The director took out a cigarette, and Bao Qifeng quickly stood up and went over to help him light it. The director took a few deep puffs and threw the cigarette box to Bao Qifeng. "I just came back from a business trip. I didn't bring you any souvenirs, but I took your gift. I feel a little embarrassed." The director pointed at the package with his cigarette and asked, "What's in it?" "It's a rare commodity," Bao Qifeng replied with some excitement, "It's perfect for your own use or for entertaining others." "Where did you get it from?" The director laughed. "Don't cause any trouble. The media has been keeping a close eye on you guys lately. You'd better be more restrained." "Nothing will happen," Bao Qifeng answered confidently, "I have made all the arrangements." "That's good," the director nodded with satisfaction, "Xiao Bao, that's what I like about you, you're steady and prudent! Work hard and don't think too much, you'll have a chance soon." Bao Qifeng's face flushed with excitement. He quickly stood up and bowed solemnly to the director, saying, "Thank you for your kind words, Director." The director smiled and waved his hand to indicate that he could leave. Bao Qifeng turned around and walked out of the director's office and returned to his cubicle. Immediately, a police officer followed him and handed him a set of files. "Brother Bao, the General Affairs Office said that they will be cleaning up at the end of the month. There are still a few people in the detention room. What did the General Affairs Office say? Are they going to be released or transferred out?" Bao Qifeng took the file and glanced at it. When he saw Sophia Miller's name, the words the director just said came to his mind. So he said, "Why release them? Send them all to the district prison." "But Brother Bao, this child's file is still a little unclear. What crime has he been convicted of?" the police officer asked quickly. "Why do you care so much? Is it the general affairs people who are in charge of the case or us criminal investigators?" Bao Qifeng stared, he picked up the pen and signed quickly. The police officer quickly apologized, took the file and left. Bao Qifeng narrowed his eyes as he looked at the police officer's back as he walked away. A natural child had no human rights in the Hengtai Alliance. If he was sent to a place like the District Prison, he would never get out again. This would save him a lot of trouble. When the escort pushed open the detention room, he saw a skinny girl who looked like a mole curled up in the corner. After checking the information, the escort could not believe that she was already ten years old. Her pale hands were thin and long, as if they were covered with skin. Poor child, you probably don't know that where you are going is much worse than this. But what else could they do? Everyone present had received nearly 10,000 yuan, so who would bother to stand up for a strange child and cause trouble for Detective Bao, who was a favorite of the chief? "Get up and follow me." The escort sighed secretly. He thought that he would find a friendly cellmate for her when the time comes, which would be considered as taking care of her. Sophia Miller raised her head in a daze and rubbed her eyes. The dazzling light made it difficult for her to adapt for a while. "Hurry up, do you want to be beaten?" The escort's threatening voice woke Sophia Miller up quickly. She stood up and followed the man obediently. She knew very well from a young age that there was no need for principles in the face of power. ************************************ The district prison was built outside the ecological space, close to the metal outer wall of the space. It was an independent building, suspended on the steep outer wall, 500 meters above the ground, and connected to the outside world by only one passage. The district prison in District 148 was also known as the "Cliff Prison", where jailbreak was impossible. In order to save resources, prisons do not distinguish between serious and minor criminals, nor do they separate minors from adult prisoners. In today's society, there is no need to reform prisoners and reintegrate them into society. Prisons are simply places to punish and restrain prisoners. Sophia Miller and five other prisoners were escorted to the prison gate by a floating prisoner van and got off. Due to her age, the escort did not put handcuffs on her. She looked up and saw the gray-black door at the end of the passage, which was also the final destination of their journey.
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