Ma Lan completely misunderstood the logic of survival in American prisons.
Here, if you are really innocent, other prisoners will bully you to death;
But if you are a felon, and you are a felon with a background, then other prisoners here, not to mention that they must confess you as their ancestor, at least they know that you are not easy to mess with, so stay away from you as much as possible.
If Ma Lan admits that she is a drug dealer, these people will definitely stay away from her.
After all, in the United States, drug dealers are synonymous with outlaws, and drug dealers never act alone, behind a ruthless, armed to the teeth organization.
However, Ma Lan was afraid that others would really misunderstand her as a drug dealer, so she shook out the truth when she was nervous.
This is equivalent to personally pressing his position in this cell to the floor.
That’s why, when the red-haired woman heard what she said, she slapped her in the face without thinking.
And the red-haired woman was not satisfied when she slapped Ma Lan, she strode forward, stared at Ma Lan, and said seriously: “Tell you, in my place, if you want to suffer less, just be obedient. Ask your family to put more money in your account, I have a lot to buy, but there is not enough money in the account, this is your chance to show, if your family has enough money for you, you are here You can suffer less.”
After saying that, she remembered something, grabbed Ma Lan’s collar, and continued: “Oh, by the way, a friendly reminder, the prison guard Jessica Brownstone in charge of this cell, privately sells cigarettes, which she sells in the United States. Spirit brand cigarettes cost forty dollars a pack, starting from one pack, but her cigarettes cannot be purchased through your account in prison. You need to notify the family outside and hand over the cash to her before she can buy the cigarettes. Bring it in.”
Ma Lan said nervously: “I…I don’t smoke…”
The red-haired woman sneered, and slapped Ma Lan’s face again, scolding: “Idiot, you don’t slap me! Starting tomorrow, you have to ask Jessica Brownstone to give me one every day. American Spirit cigarettes, remember, it’s three packs! These little sisters and I have some tobacco shortages recently, you better get to know each other, otherwise, I must make you look good!”
Ma Lan suddenly said with a sad face: “I was just locked in, and I haven’t had a chance to contact my family. Where can I get you a cigarette!”
“Then I don’t care!” The red-haired woman said coldly: “In short, before tomorrow night, if I don’t see an American spirit, then I will kill you!”
After speaking, she warned again: “Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that if you dare to seek a prison warning, I will insert the sharpened toothbrush handle into your throat. If you don’t believe it, we will wait and see!”
Ma Lan was so frightened that she burst into tears.
At this time, a young Chinese woman stepped forward and whispered: “Auntie, this red-haired man is named Chloe, and he has been in Bedford Hill Correctional Institution for five years, and he is famous here. The prison tyrant, not only our cell has her many followers, but there are also many people in other cells who mess with her, you better not provoke her, otherwise it will end badly.”
When Ma Lan saw her compatriot, she immediately cried and said: “She is too unreasonable, why do you make a big mouth on both of us… Who am I to provoke me… I’ve been wronged to death…”
The red-haired woman Chloe was upset when she heard Ma Lan crying, grabbed Ma Lan’s hair, slapped her with the other hand, and said coldly: “Let me hear you cry again, I will put your mouth Ripped!”
Ma Lan never imagined that the women’s prison in the United States would be so dark, and within a few minutes of entering, he was slapped three big beep pockets in a row. Get up, it hurts.