Double ten

On the training ground, the prison guards and prisoners stood in an orderly manner in the north-south direction. A thin blue-clothed policeman standing among the prison guards touched the pocket of his jacket, his face turned pale, and he touched his whole body several times, but he couldn't find it. Things, he looked at the other prison guards who were checking the whistle one by one, his hands and feet gradually became cold.

There are serious punishments for blowing the whistle without authorization and losing the whistle. He doesn't know why he lost the whistle. It was still there just now. Thinking of just now, it seems that something flashed in his mind.

The prisoners are actually watching the good show on the prison guard's side, because of course the prison guards can whistle. Living in this boring place, the occasional little bit of fun makes them unreasonably excited.

"I'll emphasize again, whoever blew the whistle, stood up and admitted it earlier, maybe it was just a minor demerit. If you refuse to admit it, find out, it's not as simple as a minor demerit." The majestic voice of the adjutant resounded through the loudspeaker Throughout the training ground, his sharp eyes glanced at every suspicious person.

"Report...report, I have something to report." Looking at the investigating police officers who were getting closer and closer to him, the thin blue-clothed police officer finally couldn't resist and stood up.

"What's your business?"

"My whistle is gone, but I didn't blow it, I really didn't blow it!"

"follow me."

Passing through many crowds, he reported the situation to the adjutant, who asked the thin policeman a few topics in detail, glanced at a place with vague eyes, and at this time other investigation places also came back and reported nothing else The police post was lost, and there was nothing suspicious about it. After thinking for a while, I whispered a few words in the warden's ear, and after obtaining consent, I said loudly with a loudspeaker: "I hope that what happened tonight will not happen next time. It has already happened." As a result, I hope that the whistleblower will come forward before 12 o'clock tonight, explain the reason, and we will deal with it according to the circumstances. If we still refuse to vote, we will severely punish him. Now, please return to your posts and adjourn the meeting."

People in twos and threes left in groups. Mu Feng was being supported by the old man in the crowd. Thinking of meeting those people again, the scene of humiliation replayed in his mind, and the hatred full of him had nowhere to vent. The old man squeezed him tightly. Fisting hands patted his back, so sad that he couldn't speak.

Accompanied by the old man, Mu Feng went to the bathroom to take a shower again, but no matter how hard he scrubbed, his dirty body couldn't be washed off. I don't know how he got back to the dormitory, and how he faced those evil people. I don't know how I fell asleep.

Everything is different.

The old man in the lower berth of Mufeng looked at the monitoring above the iron gate, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was glad that it was good to have monitoring, at least it was useful, not all bad, at least, in the dormitory, these scumbags Don't dare to mess around.

In fact, in this prison, except for the public bathroom and the public restroom, there are no surveillance cameras, other large and small places are equipped with surveillance cameras, even the prisoners' dormitories are installed, which is why the gang of iron heads specially In the bathroom, I searched for the reason for the wind to vent my breath.

It was very late, when everyone in the room was asleep, the old man got up secretly, rang the bell lightly, and waited for the guards to take him out.

"I bumped into Officer He on purpose and stole his whistle. I'm sorry." The guard room handed over the whistle. The old man lowered his head and admitted his crime, but he didn't say the real reason. refused to say.

Who doesn't have dignity, a person has dignity, he doesn't want that person to suffer again, he is still so young!

"Oh, I knew it was you. At the beginning, the whistle was fine in my pocket, so what's your plan?" The thin blue-clothed police officer, also known as Officer He, asked angrily. .

"I didn't intend to, I thought it was fun, so I tried to blow it." The old man said calmly.

Hearing this, Officer He frowned, his thick eyebrows stood upright, his face was full of anger, and he stepped forward to kick him, "It's fun? Try blowing it? You fucking..."

"He Zhen!" A deep and powerful voice interrupted him, "You go out first."

He Zhen glared at the white-haired old man standing with his head bowed in front of him, and left angrily.

"There is no one else here. Tell me, to be honest, I want to listen to the truth." The adjutant who was nearly forty years old asked calmly, looking at the old man in front of him, who was about the same age as his father, and this The history of human crimes also left a deep impression on him, and he believed that he would not do this.

After a long silence, the old man still bowed his head and did not say a word, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Don't you know how serious it is to deliberately blow the emergency whistle? Don't you know that you have been recorded as a major demerit? You don't tell me, I can also find out. There are so many large and small surveillance, I don't believe it. I can't find it, and if you tell it, it's not only easy to save trouble, but is there anything I can do for you, huh?"

It was still silent, for a long time. Facing his silent resistance, the adjutant waved his hand to let him go.

"I can only help you so much, child, I hope you won't be hurt again." The old man who came out of the guard room murmured, no one could hear what he said.

The old man who returned to the dormitory lay quietly on the bed with his eyes open, sighing from time to time.As I get older, I don't sleep well, and it is common for me to be unable to fall asleep. In addition, there is a stone in my heart, which makes me unable to sleep even more.

He sighed softly again, but in the silent night there was a voice that did not belong to the old man. He strained his ears to listen for a while, then got up, stepped on the edge of the bed with bare feet, and poked his head on the upper bunk.

"No... don't... go away..." Mu Feng in the dream waved his hands wildly, turned around and shook his head, begging in a low voice, like a fish washed up on the beach by a huge wave and away from the sea. The fisherman approaching showed the most frightening situation.

The old man saw the situation clearly by the dim moonlight, knowing that he was leaving a shadow on the daytime events, sighed again, and stretched out his old hand to pat the arm exposed outside the quilt, so as not to let him fall into the struggle of nightmare .

But just this slap startled him, he touched his arm uncertainly, and tested his temperature on his forehead, the tentacles were also scalding hot, he quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the door with bare feet to press it. Red siren.

The alarm in the duty room beeped, and the prison guard who was dozing off was awakened. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the room number, and rushed over immediately.

"What happened?" the prison guard holding the baton was out of breath, his cap was crooked due to the rush of running, and he asked hastily, regardless of maintaining his upright image in the past.

The old man hurriedly pointed to the bunk inside: "Someone has a fever and it's very hot, so he has to be sent to the infirmary immediately."

The prison guard strode into the innermost part of the dormitory, tested the temperature of the person on the bed with his hands, and confirmed that the old man was not lying, so he took the walkie-talkie and notified other personnel to come to help, "Call, call, a person in Room C607, Building E, has a fever and urgently needs it." Treatment, please give instructions, please reply if you receive it, please reply if you receive it.”

The other prison guards in the duty room quickly sent a message: "Got it, got it, send someone there immediately."

After finally getting Mu Feng down from the upper bunk, a prison guard rushed to the infirmary with him on his back, and when the old man was also in a hurry to follow, he was stopped by another prison guard: "You don't need to go, leave the rest to us, you guys Do what you should do, be safe." He looked around the room with a slight warning, and took a big stride outside.

A few people in the room were woken up. They looked up to make sure it was nothing to do with them. They couldn't help feeling sleepy and fell asleep again. Some people were talking in their sleep and showed no signs of waking up.

The iron door was closed and locked, and the lights were turned off. The old man staggered back to his bunk in the dark, and sat on the head of the bed, without sleep all night.

This sleep was very painful, when Mu Feng opened his eyes again, he saw a gray wall, but it was not the dormitory where he lived.

The room is full of the pungent smell of a mixture of medicine and disinfectant, and the voices of other people's conversations can be faintly heard from outside through a layer of sand curtain. It should be that the doctor is seeing other patients, and there are unknown birds chirping outside the window. Shouting, Mu Feng turned his smooth bald head that was a little swollen and looked out of the window, squinting his eyes slightly to get used to the glare of the sun.

I don’t know what time it is, but the sunshine outside the window is just right. It’s already November in H province, and it’s starting to get colder. The sun shines in at this time, making the cool room slightly warm, and a few breezes come in from the small open window. Mu Feng couldn't help but lift up his right hand which was not dripped greedily to feel its existence, and his consciousness began to become trance.

"The name Yun means white and flawless like a cloud, and the name Feng means freedom and happiness like the wind." When Mu Feng was very young, in the cold winter, the family gathered around the fire While warming up and chatting about family life, Papa Mu often talked about naming things. These two children are the pride of his life. He doesn't expect them to be rich, but he wants to be carefree and happy to do his own things in his life.

When he was a child, Mu Feng was very happy when he heard his father say the name. Although he didn’t understand his father’s meaning very well, he was very proud of it. Compared with the children in the same village named ‘Gou Wa’ and ‘Li San’ , 'Ruhua' sounds much better. Later, Mu's father said it more times, and he would recite it by himself.

"After all, I can't be as free and happy as the wind!" The consciousness gradually pulled back, and he really failed his father's expectations of him.

Murder, sentenced to life imprisonment, has no chance of freedom since then; humiliation, pain that can never be washed away, has no chance of happiness since then.

Thinking of the insult he had suffered, Mu Feng wished he could die. With him like this, how could he still live in this world, and how could he face his father, but thinking of his father, thinking of all the things about his father in court, Thinking of the smile left by his father in court, it seemed to be saying, "Don't be afraid, I am here." How could he leave his father so selfishly? Although he has no chance to go out, how can he To make father sad again, mother is no longer here, should father be sent to a white-haired man?Father is already very lonely, he, after all, still has to live, for the people he loves and the people who love him, live humiliated and strong.

People don't just live for themselves.