Chapter 184 Destiny is the first order!
Chen Ya was listening on the side and also actively put forward his own ideas and demands.
He hopes that in addition to arranging labor reform for prisoners, the prison can also arrange more educational activities. For example, every week, prisoners can collectively study the "Prison Manual" and write reading notes, so as to deepen their understanding of the principles of being a human being.
However, although Chen Ya's tone was gentle when he made these suggestions, his eyes did not light up with hope like the other prisoners.
On the contrary, when he looked at Feng Mu, there was an imperceptible haze hidden in the depths of his eyes, which became increasingly gloomy and cold.
"This man is lying. No, he is telling the truth, but his truth has been exquisitely packaged, just like the smile on his face, which is a hypocritical disguise that comes from his bones."
Chen Ya observed Feng Mu's face calmly, like an experienced tailor measuring clothes and cutting them, with his eyes as the ruler.
Therefore, he saw that Feng Mu's facial expression was unusually balanced. The lines of his smile were like lines cut with superb craftsmanship, with an elegant and smooth curve, as if the bones under the man's cheeks had been ironed with an iron. There was not a single inharmonious wrinkle, and it was incredibly perfect.
Most people might be infected by his exquisite smile, but Chen Ya saw through the surface and saw the essence, and was fascinated by it.
"He didn't undergo micro plastic surgery, but he can control the bones under his cheeks and give himself micro plastic surgery all the time?!!"
Chen Ya pursed his lips tightly. He was a little reluctant to kill the new prison guard. Wasn't this the fitting model he had always dreamed of? ! ! But work must be completed, and hobbies can only take second place. This is Chen Ya's professional attitude as a prisoner.
Then, Chen Ya heard a heavenly sound, which made all the worries in his heart disappear.
He heard Feng Mu whisper, "0294 Chen Ya, right? Your suggestion is very good. I will report it to the warden. If it is approved, I would like to have a group study session in our A prison area with 8 people in each cell at 7pm every weekend."
Chen Ya's pupils contracted and his gaze met Feng Mu's deep eyes. Then he saw Feng Mu clench his right fist, cover his mouth with his hands and cough. It seemed that he coughed a little too hard and it was uncomfortable. Then he moved his fist down and pounded hard on his chest three times.
A87 is A087, which is the destiny number of Chen Ya’s team.
Putting the fist against the chest means: "Dedicate your life to fate!"
Feng Mu put down his fist and looked at the prisoners in the room without looking at Chen Ya. He said in a gentle voice, "I talked so much just now that I forgot to introduce myself. I am a newly transferred prison guard. My name is Feng Mu. From now on, you will be under my charge. I hope everyone can cooperate with my work and spend a wonderful future together in Prison No. 2."
The prisoners looked at each other, their faces showing signs of struggling.
Chen Ya was the first to say without hesitation: "Yes, I will take the initiative to cooperate and complete the work you have assigned me."
The prisoners looked at the prison boss Chen Ya in silence, and all of them thought to themselves, "In the division chief's office, you seemed to be the first one to speak out. Isn't that contradictory?"
Chen Ya felt that there was no contradiction. It was his duty as a prisoner to obey the arrangements of the warden.
It is his mission as the captain and tailor of A087 to obey the arrangements of his superiors.
When duty and mission conflict, please remember: [Destiny] always comes first!
A group of prisoners followed suit and expressed their opinions one after another.
This was the scene that Qin Liang, the prison's forensic doctor, saw when he walked in slowly.
Qin Liang snorted coldly, his eyes lingered on Feng Mu for a moment, then he glanced at the prisoners indifferently, and said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "It seems that you are a new prison guard. If you treat the prisoners so kindly, I'm afraid you won't live long."
Feng Mu still had a smile on his face. He looked at the middle-aged bald forensic doctor and asked sincerely: "I am indeed a new prison guard. If there is anything I did wrong, please correct me."
Qin Liang's eyes flashed with surprise. He looked at Feng Mu and said with some emotion: "You are quite polite. I have been in the Second Prison for more than ten years, and this is the first time I have seen a young person who speaks like you."
He squatted down and casually examined the body on the ground, then picked up a pen and scribbled on a form with death information.
As he wrote, he warned Feng Mu in the tone of someone who had experienced it: "Remember, when you are working in the Second Prison, you cannot smile or be polite. You have to show ferocity and rudeness, so that you can live longer."
After Qin Liang finished writing the death list, he stood up and threw the list to Feng Mu.
He glanced at the prisoners in the cell with contempt, with a cold smile on his face:
"Don't be fooled by the prisoners' docility. They are all a bunch of scum. If you cut open their chests, you'll see their hearts are all black. Even if they weren't black before, after they come in and survive for a while, their hearts will be stained black."
For some reason, Qin Liang seemed willing to give some advice to the new prison guard.
"Anyway, remember, there is no good person in the Second Prison. If you want to survive here, you have to dye yourself into the colors of this place."
Feng Mu's expression remained unchanged, and he asked with a humble expression, "What about the prison guards in the second prison, my colleagues?"
Qin Liang sneered and said bluntly: "They? They are worse than the prisoners. Even if you peel off their skin and flesh, they are still black in their bones."
At the cell door, two patrolling prison guards happened to pass by. When they heard Qin Liang's words, they cursed and mocked him loudly:
"That's right, it's true that only our bones are black, but you, Forensic Doctor Qin, are the ones whose blood is actually black, hahahaha!"
They seemed to be completely oblivious to Feng Mu's existence, as if he was just a piece of insignificant air, not worth even a glance from them.
Feng Mu lowered his head slightly and his eyes fell on the form with the death information.
The handwriting on the list was illegible, with only one line of conclusion scribbled on it: "The prisoners fought and killed each other, and both died."
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He couldn't help but frowned and asked in surprise: "Two?"
Qin Liang grinned, revealing a row of black teeth. "Well, there was another one that died last night. I've kept it with me all night. I'm waiting for this one. Okay, take it to the incinerator."
Feng Mu's smile remained unchanged, and his voice was low and meaningful: "At least you can still give them a companion on the road to the underworld. In the Second Prison, you are indeed a rare good person."
Qin Liang was slightly stunned, his eyes stayed on Feng Mu's face for a moment, then he widened his eyes and laughed: "Okay, just based on what you said, if you have any problems in the future, I promise to write you a beautiful autopsy report."
Feng Mu's face blossomed with a smile like a flower: "Thank you for your kind words. I would like to thank you in advance."
Qin Liang smiled and turned to leave. Feng Mu then waved his hand and called two prisoners over. They worked together to lift the corpse on the ground and slowly walked towards the incinerator.
The cell door was closed again, and the previous silence returned.
Chen Ya did not follow them. Instead, he picked up a wet cloth, squatted down and began to carefully wipe the blood on the ground.
Wang Jiao and several other prisoners hurriedly helped to fetch basins of water, squatted around the coagulated blood on the ground, and whispered to each other.
"The new prison guard seems like a good person."
"Oh, why can't you do it? Are you planning to report our brothers to him, or report the district chief to him?"
"No, I have made up my mind to do it. He is a good man and won't live long anyway, so we might as well use his life to exchange for ours. If he dies, it will be considered as helping us, and we can be grateful for his kindness in the future."
"That's right. When the time comes, let's all come together to make sure he passes away more cleanly and with less pain. That's the only thing we can do for him."
Everyone held their breath, their eyes focused on Chen Ya.
Chen Ya gently put down the bloodstained wet cloth in his hand, glanced at everyone present, and said frankly and firmly:
"That's true. As prisoners, it is everyone's duty to follow the instructions of the division commander. I am very pleased to see that everyone is willing to work together and want to do a good job."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, while Wang Jiao swallowed nervously, a bitter smile on his face: "I was really scared. You expressed your position so quickly just now, I thought you were going to betray me."
Chen Ya gently rubbed the wet towel in the basin, then wrung it out vigorously to shake off the water droplets on his hands. His eyes were calm and convincing, and he said quietly: "No, even if everyone dies, I will not betray!"
…….(End of this chapter)
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