Chapter 160: Destiny Squad: Prison Storm
File number: Axx233-0127 Name: Dong Xu
Gender: Male Age: 21 Citizen rank: Blank Occupation: Habitual thief
Criminal Record:
I. Case Overview
Date: January 27, 233 New Era
Location: Rongyuan Commercial Plaza, District 9, Downtown
Criminal behavior: theft, assault Case details: Dong Xu stole a valuable diamond ring from a jewelry store in a commercial district. After being discovered by the security guard, he committed assault and assault.
II. Case Details
Criminal tools: gloves, masks, special iron hooks
On-site evidence: on-site photography, jewelry store employee statements, eyewitness testimonies
Loss Assessment: The stolen diamond ring is worth 1.2 million yuan. III. Subsequent Processing
Resisting arrest: After the incident, Dong Xu attempted to resist arrest while fleeing the scene, but was successfully subdued by the police.
Court ruling: According to the relevant provisions of the "Criminal Cases in the Ninth District of Lower Town", the court sentenced Dong Xu to nine years in prison for the crimes of theft and intentional injury.
…….File number: Axx233-0129 Name: Liu Yi
Gender: Male Age: 40
Citizen rank: blank citizen Occupation: security guard at a chemical factory in District 9 (fired)
Criminal Record:
I. Case Overview
Date: January 29, 233 New Era
Location: A street in District 9 in downtown Crime: Intentional injury, resisting arrest
Case details: Liu Yi had a verbal dispute with a group of hooligans while walking, and then the two sides had a physical conflict. During the conflict, Liu Yi used violence to beat a hooligan and severely injured him, causing paralysis of his lower limbs.
II. Case Details
Injury assessment: The gangster suffered femoral fractures on both sides, accompanied by nerve damage, resulting in paralysis of the lower limbs.
Crime tools: No specific weapons, used fists and feet to attack.
On-site evidence: on-site photos, eyewitness testimony, and statements from the injured.
……..Li Shang quickly scanned the five criminal records in the email attachment. At first glance, everything seemed normal and there was nothing unusual. They were just ordinary criminal acts and the corresponding arrest and sentencing process.
As for the academic files, professional resumes, health records and other information of these five people, they all seemed unremarkable and did not contain any details that would arouse any suspicion.
Li Shang reviewed the criminal record several times and finally caught two subtle anomalies.
First, judging from the information, these five people do not seem to have any connection with the Green Wolf Gang. This is the most unreasonable thing.
Li Shang pondered in his heart: "Since the Green Wolf Gang has no connection with these five people, why did Ma Bin help them transfer to another prison? Either Ma Bin is just helping others, or Ma Bin has some deeper unknown connection with these five people?"
Secondly, the five people were imprisoned at an unusually concentrated time, all between January and February of this year. This discovery made Li Shang suspicious.
He couldn't help but wonder: "If these five people don't know each other, then there is no problem. Then all this becomes intriguing, as if they planned to commit a crime collectively and then went to prison collectively. What is the motive behind this, or is there something in the prison that is attracting them?"
As for whether these five people knew each other, the answer was obvious from the moment Ma Bin asked for help.
"How strange! Why did Ma Bin want to transfer these five people from Prison No. 4 to Prison No. 2? Hmm, is there some unknown treasure hidden in Prison No. 2?"
Li Shang was almost amused by his own absurd guess. He shook his head and turned off his phone.
He didn't have any ill will towards Ma Bin. He just listened to Chang Erbing's reminder and wanted to have a better understanding of the "partner in crime" who would be tied together with him in the future.
Of course, there is no rush about this matter. Li Shang just kept it in mind and planned to pay more attention to the developments of Prison No. 2 when he has the chance in the future.
Li Shang closed his eyes and thought to himself, "He's just a gang leader. Even if he hides some secrets, how big can they be? Haha——"
……..At the same time, in Prison No. 4, District 9, the light prison area.
In the spacious workshop, neat rows of sewing machines are quietly arranged, and their needles are flashing coldly under the light.
The prisoners, wearing uniform prison uniforms, sat in front of sewing machines. Their hands operated the machines skillfully and stepped on the pedals. The sewing machines made regular "ticking" sounds, one after another, like a heavy and monotonous symphony.
There was not much expression on the prisoners' faces; their eyes were mostly empty and numb.
Their eyes occasionally fell on the clothes or fabrics they were sewing, and then returned to the endless pedaling. As the pedals moved up and down, their ankles trembled rhythmically, and their whole bodies seemed to be integrated into the machine.
At the entrance of the workshop, several prison guards in neat uniforms stood against the wall, with high-voltage electric batons hanging around their waists flashing a cold luster.
They had cigarettes in their mouths, puffing out thin clouds of smoke, and easily exchanged small talk with each other.
At one side, Yuan Dabiao, dressed in prison uniform, stood there humbly, his body slightly leaning forward, with a flattering look between his brows.
He tried to search for the lame jokes in his mind and tried to use humor to please the prison guards. His efforts were not in vain, and several hearty laughs echoed in the air.
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"Okay, stop joking around here and go supervise the work seriously." One of the prison guards interrupted the laughter and said with a hint of seriousness in his tone, "I'm telling you, the warden is very dissatisfied with the piece-rate quantity of clothes last week."
He paused, a warning flashed in his eyes: "If you still can't meet the standards this week, I will remove you from your position as team leader."
"Yes, I will complete the task!" Yuan Dabiao straightened his back, put one hand on his bald forehead, and saluted in a funny way. His appearance made the prison guards burst into cheerful laughter again.
As the laughter lingered, Yuan Dabiao turned around and quickly returned to the workshop.
The ingratiating expression on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a ferocious look of fat on his face. His fat and wrinkled forehead glowed with a greasy murderous light under the light.
Yuan Dabiao walked to the sewing machine and grabbed the thin layer of clothes in the basket. He said in a fierce voice: "Old man Li, are you lazy again? You only made three pieces in the whole morning. Is this efficiency up to standard?"
Old man Li raised his head, a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes, but he tried to keep his voice calm: "Brother Yuan, I'm old, my hands and feet are not as good as those of young people. I have tried my best."
Yuan Dabiao was unmoved. His eyes were cold and harsh. "Oh, your hands and feet are not working properly. Let me take a look."
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Dabiao suddenly grabbed Old Man Li's hand and pressed it hard under the needle of the sewing machine.
The two prisoners behind reacted quickly, rushing over from the left and right, and holding down the struggling old man Li.
The pedal of the sewing machine was pressed frantically under Yuan Dabiao's feet, making a dull and rapid sound.
Clang, clang, clang——
The dry and wrinkled palm was ruthlessly pierced by the needle. The dense series of needle holes were shocking to see. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the sewing machine table and the cloth next to it red.
"Well, let me see, it's true that his hands and feet are not working properly."
Yuan Dabiao spoke in a cold tone, with obvious disgust, and loosened his grip on Old Man Li's hand.
Old man Li let out a series of shrill howls, but he still couldn't pull his hand out of the sewing machine because a bunch of threads had been sewn into his flesh. Those threads were stained with blood, cruelly connecting his hand to the machine.
Chen Ya, who was working diligently on the sewing machine next to him, had blood on his face. He gently wiped the blood off his face. He looked at the blood drops that splashed onto his clothes, frowned slightly, and turned his head to look to the side.
Yuan Dabiao immediately glared at him, his face fierce: "What are you looking at? Do you want to stand up for old man Li?"
Chen Ya shook his head indifferently and said seriously: "Be gentle, don't dirty my clothes."
While talking, Chen Ya continued to align the clothes with the needle with his hands and stepped on the pedal rhythmically, making regular sounds.
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