The No. 2 Prison outside Xijing was not established for a long time, about 30 years ago. It turned out to be a detention center in Xijing City. Later, as the number of criminals increased, it was gradually converted into a prison.

In 1988, the No. 2 Prison outside the suburbs of Beicheng was officially "listed". Since the first batch of criminal crimes were detained, more than 30 years have passed, and it has gradually become one of the two major prisons specifically for the detention of serious offenders in the five northwestern provinces. Most of the people who can serve their sentences here are difficult people who have been famous and surnamed in society.

Through an artificial canal, the No. 2 prison in the suburbs of North City is far away from the No. 3 detention center, forming horns. If you look at it from the sky, these two nesting buildings look very imposing.

Prison No. 2 is located on a wasteland hundreds of miles away in the suburbs of Xijing. It is deserted within a radius of more than ten kilometers, and there are swamps everywhere. Whenever heavy rains, large mudslides are easily formed. The rolling mud flow is poured into the artificial canal below. The momentum is terrifying and the external conditions are very bad. It is precisely for this reason that these prisoners who have been sentenced to severe punishment will naturally become free laborers. If conditions permit, these prisoners will be rushed to the danger in batches.

If something happens to a location, it can only be considered unlucky.

There is only a rugged road from the bottom of the mountain to the prison, but it is such a place where birds do not shit. Every holiday, the prison gate is full of all kinds of famous cars. Some younger brothers look at the elder brother, some relatives give gifts to the prison guards and the warden to ensure safety. In short, all kinds of bribery forms in society are fully reflected at this time.

Bribery is here. It is legal, common, fair and just? Go to hell!

In short, the same thing as the No. 3 Detention Center is that even if you have money, you are the same as the old man, the boss, and the money is not available? You have to take a dragon and you have to take a lie to me.

Wow,,,,,,,,

The harsh sirens sounded in the prison and immediately spread over the No. 2 prison.

The prison guard in charge of escorting Mu Qingshan opened the car door and signaled Mu Qingshan to get off the car quickly. As soon as he got off the ground, Mu Qingshan habitually began to observe the surrounding environment.

"It's still surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on the other side. These policemen don't have any new ideas when doing construction! I'm so stupid!" Mu Qingshan was already very calm at this moment. He stayed here for ten days and half a month, recovered his skills, and immediately flashed his mind, and was on vacation.

"You, hurry up!"

Seeing Mu Qingshan's slow appearance, the prison guard couldn't help but push Mu Qingshan.

All respect and politeness towards prisoners coming in is unnecessary. Of course, if you are rich and powerful, that is another matter.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Qingshan is in the recovery stage. He is quite sensitive to things in Zhouyuandi. This angry shout is a completely beast-like conditioning reflex.

He suddenly turned around and glanced sharply at the prison guard.

The young prison guard immediately felt a chill from the inside to the outside. He opened his mouth and didn't dare to say the following national scolding.

At this time, another older hell guard also jumped out of the car. When he saw the scene, he immediately realized that this young man was causing trouble again.

"Let's go! Brother! You can't argue with him. Everyone is following the rules, right?"

The older prison guard patted Mu Qingshan's shoulder like an old friend of many years, and looked at the young prison guard who was stunned by the side meaningfully. His eyes were very obvious. Brother, the water here is still deep! It was not so easy to get to the ground before he found out the details of the person, otherwise he wouldn't know what was going on after he died.

Mu Qingshan quietly glanced at the elderly prison guard, without saying a word, and ignored the little prison guard who had eaten turtles. He walked forward first. He could feel that the breath here was much gloomy than in the detention center. He didn't care anyway. It was useless to think too much.

"Boy, you're going to be unlucky. Then you will know that you are awesome." The young prison guard looked at the direction Mu Qingshan was heading away and whispered viciously.

In about ten minutes, the prison completed the relevant procedures for Mu Qingshan's imprisonment.

The place where Mu Qingshan is now stationed is called Prison Center Square, which is not much bigger than a football field. There are several basketball racks on it and some fitness facilities.

The prison is very clean, and it seems that people often come to clean it.

The afternoon sun shines on you warmly, which is very comfortable.

Before he knew it, the questions Mu Qingshan thought about were all about the cultivation of restoring his skills as soon as possible.

While meditating, a tall and serious prison guard came over, holding a list in his hand, quickly walked to everyone, and said loudly:

"Wensheng, Tianhao, you are in Room 203. Next, Zhang Sen, Mutong, No. 204, Li Xiaoshan, Room 602, Huh? Isn't this the room in the South Building? Strange?"

The prison guard muttered in a low voice, suddenly looked up and said, "Who is Li Xiaoshan?"

Mu Qingshan was stunned for a moment and then stood up.

The prison guard glanced at him meaningfully and then announced other things.

"After dividing the room, go to the next window to get clothes, bedding and other toiletries. You must not waste time. There will be something announced later. Then someone will come to notify you."

A group of fourteen new prisoners, including Mu Qingshan, sighed and walked listlessly in the direction pointed by the prison guards.

In a narrow passage, except for Mu Qingshan standing quietly, the other thirteen prisoners who received daily necessities were walking bored as if they were dizzy and dizzy, and they were talking. These prisoners had already lost their last hope for life. There were only four armed policemen with guns and ammunition standing on both sides of the aisle. The more these prisoners performed, they would react immediately.

About ten minutes later, a middle-aged woman in white clothes came over. Although her appearance was very mediocre, more than half of the prisoners were all shining with their eyes. Mu Qingshan stood aside and even heard the sound of swallowing.

"Just, I haven't seen a woman in the detention center for three months. I'm in jail for three months. The sow is as good as Diao Chan!" Someone murmured in a low voice. Even though Mu Qingshan felt calm, he almost burst into laughter.

Middle-aged women were used to such scenes. They rolled their eyes and swept over everyone with vicious eyes. Then they shouted: "Now go to the prison doctor for a physical examination immediately, follow me."

"Go away quickly." The prison guard behind shouted.

Fourteen newly imprisoned prisoners were taken to the infirmary on the east side of the prison by this mediocre woman. The infirmary is not large in area, more than 30 square meters, and there is a small room in the corner. The white cloth curtain is tightly pulled, and the bleak incandescent lamp shines on the white curtains weakly, which looks very gloomy. At first glance, it also has a bit of a slaughterhouse smell.

"Come in in order, others line up and wait outside."

There was a male doctor in his forties standing in the room with a white face and beardless. His small triangular eyes were circling like a poisonous snake. At first glance, he knew he was a kind-hearted man with a big mask and a pair of white latex gloves on his hand.

"The first one, Wensheng, come in."

The first is physical examination. It is to check the mouth, measure blood pressure, etc. This is a very common thing, and the good show is still coming.

After a while, through the half-open door, Mu Qingshan saw Wen Sheng being led behind the white cloth curtain. The faint shadow was not very clear. Wen Sheng took off his pants at the doctor's instructions, and then the shadow of Yiming's big hand moved, as if something was suddenly inserted. Ming heard "Ah!" screaming.

"Next, hurry up."

The doctor said expressionlessly. Ming saw Wensheng carrying his pants, coming out of the white curtain with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The expression on his face was very strange. Everyone looked at each other and was hesitated by the criminal who was pointed at the famous place.

"Next." The fierce doctor inside drank heavily.

The prisoner looked at the armed policeman who was eyeing him behind him, and still walked in with a tough bullet.

Wen Sheng limped out of the room, with tears in his eyes in his eyes, and cursed inwardly: "Fuck it, this guy is such a beast, he is so cruel, he is so cruel."

Everyone quickly lowered their voices and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

", what do you ask, you will know naturally when you go in by yourself. Oh hey!"

Everyone was strange in their hearts. Their eyes were not as sharp as Mu Qingshan. They could not see the faint shadow. They didn't know what was happening inside. They just felt fearful and had no choice but to walk in one by one, then they screamed and then staggered out.

Mu Qingshan's ranking is not at the end. For some reason, he was the last one to be clicked.

"Li Xiaoshan."

"Arrival." Mu Qingshan had already had some concerns in his heart and immediately walked in.

The powerful doctor's triangular snake shimmered. He glanced at Mu Qingshan very seriously, and then signaled him to lie down.

Mu Qingshan's heart was so clear that he had already captured the unrestrained bad intention in the other party's eyes. He said depressedly: "Strange, is I very old? When I go there, someone will target me? If he dares to take a heavy blow, I will be polite."

This ugly doctor was the cousin of the young prison guard before. He had just received a call saying that he wanted to teach a lesson to a new prisoner named Li Xiaoshan. Although it was a bit immoral, the prison doctor still agreed readily, who said that he was his cousin?

There was nothing unusual about the inspection process. Everything was done step by step. Mu Qingshan closed his eyes slightly and let the cold hand touch his body.

"Okay, come in with me."

The fierce doctor turned around and then sneered gloomy for a while. Of course, no one could hear such a heartfelt voice. He took out a glass stick about 30 cm in length and the size of a thumb from the cabinet, and followed Mu Qingshan into the back of the white cloth.

"Take off your pants." Doctor Wei said expressionlessly, with a hint of smirk hidden behind his glasses. If you stab such a big stick in, this kid will not get up at least half a month.

"Is there you the only one here who works?" Mu Qingshan suddenly blurted out.

"Yes...ah! Why do you do so much nonsense? Take it off quickly." The doctor came to his senses and then shouted at Mu Qingshan: "Don't you want to take it off? I don't need to call the police outside in, right?"

"Of course not needed." Mu Qingshan said this lightly and suddenly took action.

A quick hand knife slashed the doctor on the back of the neck, causing him to faint. After saying so many words, he was already impatient.

"Get a good night's sleep!"

Mu Qingshan seemed to have done something that had nothing to do with him. The doctor fell down and lay softly on the floor. There was an iron bed next to him. Mu Qingshan's feet gently hooked, and the guy immediately slid down. If he didn't pay attention, he would not have discovered the secret.

"Wait. This thing? Bah! You can take it yourself!" Mu Qingshan snatched the glass stick tightly in the doctor's hand, and hit it backwards. Through his pants, he inserted the other party's excretion channel accurately. Although he was in a daze, the doctor's muscles could not stop trembling.

Like the prisoner in front, Mu Qingshan walked out of the infirmary in the same posture.

With a bang, Mu Qingshan closed the door of the infirmary and said calmly to the prison guard who looked stunned: "He said he didn't want others to disturb the work."

The prison guard had a blue face and did not speak. He led everyone to the cell. Along the way, everyone greeted all the women in the doctor's house in the most cordial words. The degree of viciousness made Mu Qingshan secretly shocked, but he was not afraid of what would happen to the doctor when he woke up. At worst, he could sentence him to a few more years. In the current situation, he was not afraid even if he killed someone. Because he was only one step away from the rest of his skills.

Mu Qingshan's room was on the west side. The prison guard in charge of leading the way took Mu Qingshan to the door. He opened the door with a bang, looked at Mu Qingshan deeply, and said seriously: "Three people have lived in this room, all of them have been sentenced to more than fifteen years. There is nothing wrong with them. Don't provoke them. If something happens here, no one will pay attention to it. You will understand in the future."

The prison guard was pretty good. He saw Mu Qingshan's appearance not annoying, so he couldn't help but remind him. Seeing Mu Qingshan was indifferent, he shook his head and sighed and left.

Mu Qingshan nodded, and didn't want to say anything more. He pushed the door and walked in. The room was amazingly quiet.

A sharp look swept over his head, and he was opposite Mu Qingshan.

There was a big and thick man lying on the bed, with sharp eyes and a sharp and energetic arms exposed outside the quilt. He was holding a magazine in his hand, with a colorful cover, which turned out to be a military magazine.

Mu Qingshan noticed that there was a shocking scar on the man's forehead to his chin, and his resolute Chinese face had an indescribable cold-blooded smell. Just by his good looks, this person would be someone who would not easily compromise.

"The iron blood tastes so strong." Mu Qingshan commented secretly in his heart.

There were two people sitting on the other iron bed. The two people were playing poker. When they saw Mu Qingshan coming in, Ming just glanced casually and then went to entertain himself.

The two prisoners who were playing poker were not outstanding in figures, and they were even a bit deformed. Their thick necks showed a pitiful small piece, and their huge heads looked a little funny, but they had a strong banditry spirit on their bodies, and their eyes flashed. You could tell they were bad guys at first glance.

"Strange, these three people live in the same room and live in peace? Forget it, what does it have to do with me? Everyone is equal."

There were four empty beds in the room. Mu Qingshan found a bed above and threw the newly distributed daily necessities aside. He stretched his arms and gently turned over and went to the bed. His movements were as quick as if a cockerel was swaying his wings and shot the sky angrily. This series of clean and neat movements made the eyes of the three prisoners lit up and immediately won the respect of the other party.

"It's best to make these people worry about it so that they won't just come to me."

In addition to the sound of poker falling and the occasional sound of flipping books, the room was terrible. If anyone did not offend me, I would not offend others. This has always been Mu Qingshan's habit. He went all the way from the court to the prison. It was not until this moment that Mu Qingshan finally won half a day of leisure in his life.
To be continued...