Chapter 497 Don’t Be Cowardly Once You’ve Made up Your Mind

The Wei policeman knocked the bowl vigorously with thin chopsticks, indignant: "All these dregs should be knocked out! They should be exterminated! I don't know why they are kept! So much food is wasted!"

The policeman who sat opposite him and was also from the Wei tribe nodded in agreement, not feeling anything wrong: "I think those brainwashed people must have a problem with their brains! They actually believe in something that even idiots don't believe! What a magical creature."

The Chinese policeman with a dark face was calm and scooped himself a mouthful of mutton soup, drank it down in one gulp, and enjoyed it very much:

"Haha, this is the same as eating Tang Monk's meat to achieve immortality. Do they think that all Chinese are Tang Monk?"

The Wei policeman who knocked the bowl with chopsticks before probably felt that it was not enough, and then slapped the table with his hand, affirming: "Those people are mentally ill! We must be on the same front with our Chinese compatriots!"

The indignation of the Wei policeman is actually easy to understand.

You killed my family, and you still want me to support you? I will support you even if I don't give you a volley of bullets? Are you stupid or am I stupid?

The Chinese policeman with a sullen face glanced at Chen Shu and Zhu Li who were sitting next to him, coughed a few times, and reminded him: "Ahemati, although I know your position is absolutely correct, you can't say that you are on the same front with your Chinese compatriots. This is a very narrow disguised nationalism. The correct way to say it should be on the same front with the people. Do you understand?"

Zhu Li laughed and pointed at the sullen-faced policeman: "You are an expert in unity."

Chen Shu saw the embarrassment of the sullen-faced policeman and quickly apologized: "Brother, I'm sorry, we are policemen from Donghai, we are colleagues. Well, I don't know the situation here very well."

The sullen-faced policeman waved his hands and said no.

"Donghai? Is it Zhang Wei's brother?" Ahhemati asked when he heard that it was the hometown of his brother in the prison area.

Chen Shu smiled and nodded: "Yes, Zhang Wei and I are brothers."

Ahemati gave a thumbs up: "Zhang Wei is great, we are brothers too!"

Then he compared his fists and affirmed: "He is strong, he is a man!"

Chen Shu thought of what Zhang Wei told him last night about the beating and scolding of prisoners in the prison. He was not used to it for a while, so he could only smile and say "hmm".

The black-faced policeman must have seen something, and kicked Ahhemai under the table, shouting at him to get out and go to work in the prison area.

Ahemati didn't mind at all, and laughed and picked up the plate and left. Another Wei policeman who had also finished breakfast smiled and nodded to Chen Shu and Zhu Li as a greeting, and also got up and left.

The policeman with a dark face raised his chin towards Ahemaiti's back: "Ahemaiti, the descendant of a hero. His father was originally a police officer in this area. He was killed by K elements when he was sleeping at night. Ahemaiti happened to follow his mother to the city, so he escaped."

"Zizi"

Zhu Li, who had been smiling and watching everyone chatting, covered her mouth with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Chen Shu put down his chopsticks and remembered a sentence under the terrorist news when he was looking up Nx information in the police academy earlier.

"Every compatriot who longs for a happy and stable life is a victim."

Likes were everywhere.

After breakfast, Lin Dakai, Chen Shu and others, under the arrangement of the prison, began a day of research, that is, a practical investigation of the NX prison, which is at the forefront of the current anti-X situation.

Previously, their office, food and accommodation in the prison were actually outside the prison area, which means that the place where the prisoners were actually held was even further inside.

The group came to the outside of the prison area, and a plaque with black characters on a white background "The Seventh Prison Area" was hung next to the iron gate.

The small inner iron door on one side of the big iron gate was opened from the inside, and Ahemaiti, who had run into him in the cafeteria during breakfast, poked his head out.

He stretched out his arm and waved vigorously, saying enthusiastically: "Hey, my friend, I knew you would come to my prison area today."

From the big iron gate to the cages where prisoners were held deep in the prison area, there was a square open space about 100 meters long in the middle. According to Ahemaiti, this place was where the prisoners went out for fresh air.

Chen Shu looked around. There were high walls on all sides, surrounded by barbed wire. On the west wall stood a police booth with a gun standing inside.

There were two basketball hoops hanging on the walls on the east and west sides of the open space, and a straight blue line was drawn on the ground. When they entered the prison area, they naturally walked near this blue line.

"The work in the prison area is different from their organs. Our work model is called 121, that is, one eight-hour administrative shift, followed by two eight-hour standby shifts, and finally one eight-hour 'staring' shift. This counts as a rotation, and then we can go to sleep."

Linda asked: "Didn't you all rest?"

"Rest? I haven't heard this word for almost a month." Ahemaiti shrugged and complained, "Most of the leaders in our prison are military-to-civilian cadres. They don't have any concept of rest time. They treat their subordinates like new recruits and let you come at any time."

Ahemaiti pointed to a dormitory building on the west side and continued: "In the past, we arranged for these prisoners to knit wool sweaters. Now I don't know what the leaders think. They stopped the production and kept these beasts in vain."

"Ah!"

Looking at Ahemaiti's dejected appearance, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

When passing by the meeting room in the prison area, they saw that the people inside were crowded as if they were taking classes, and everyone also came in.

I saw Zhang Wei standing at the front, with a PPT on a huge projection screen behind him. Looking at the title and several photos below, the content should be about K-attacks.

Zhang Wei seemed to have not slept well all night and had dark circles under his eyes, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

The people sitting underneath were all students wearing uniforms.

"Educational activities. Originally, the prison wanted the children to experience the feeling of losing their freedom, but Zhang Wei felt that we should take this time to talk to the children about some countermeasures." Ahemati explained softly.

Zhang Wei obviously also saw the group of people entering the door. He nodded slightly to Chen Shu and continued to explain: "Students, when you are attacked by K, your first and only choice is to run away. What about grabbing the sword with your bare hands?" It only happens in movies and TV series, and it has nothing to do with you!

"The real world is so cruel, and life is so fragile. Don't be a hero, please repeat what I said, one, two, three, don't be a hero! When you sense danger, the best choice you can make is to escape.

"As I said just now, it is impossible to seize a white blade with bare hands. It is also impossible for you to expect yourself to be like 007 and to disarm with bare hands. The gun is pointed at you. In fact, during the K attack, the gun will be fired the next second. There is no dialogue, no Cry for help, even the Knicks won't take a serious look at you. And you, you were shot before you could even react, and the blood was already pouring out before the pain hit you."

Jiang Hai touched Chen Shu lightly and whispered: "Brother Shu, if we are attacked by K when we are off work, what do you think we should do?"

Chen Shu looked at Zhang Wei, who was standing on the podium in high spirits, completely different from his decadent appearance last night, and felt relieved.

"Escape is the first choice when you are alone and unarmed." Chen Shu repeated Zhang Wei's words without thinking.

Jiang Hai was a little surprised by this timid answer: We are the police.

Waiting for your "but". Zhu Li, who is in the same branch as Chen Shu and knows everything, smiled slightly.

"Oh, my friend." Ahemati murmured to himself, rubbing his hands nervously.

Lin Dakai watched Zhang Wei's explanation in the conference room and seemed not to notice the little episode here.

"Resistance is the worst option, but once you've made up your mind, don't give in." Chen Shu narrowed his eyes and inserted himself into Zhang Wei's PPT.

I originally wanted to use Zhang Wei's words to write about NX Prison, but everything that was slightly touched upon in the previous chapters was reported to the black room. I guess this is also a high-voltage line. Let’s end it simply and add an education and training piece to end the prison trip.

Ashamed.