In order to satisfy Ye Chen as soon as possible, the fifteen prisoners started cleaning everything that could still be moved as soon as possible. They threw all the bedding that had not been changed for a long time into the bathroom, leaving a few people to be responsible for cleaning, and the rest. All at once I began to clean up everywhere.
As for the injured, as long as they could still move, they all tried their best to participate. Those with broken legs sat on the ground and wiped the lower half of the wall. Those with broken hands stepped on towels and wiped them on the ground.
Thanks to the large number of people and the small area, it didn’t take long for the inmates to clean the room and make it spotless.
None of the fifteen prisoners expected that this cell would one day be cleaner than a five-star hotel.
They knew that if Ye Chen was not satisfied with hygiene in the slightest, they would not be able to avoid a physical meal.
Moreover, the pain Ye Chen gave her was really painful!
The floor that used to stick to your shoes when you walk on it is now as shiny as new, and you even need to be careful to avoid falling.
However, the body odor and cigarette odor in the room have been there for a long time, and it will be difficult to remove it after a while.
So Ye Chen temporarily added another rule: no one was allowed to smoke in the cell or bathroom, otherwise he would be slapped a hundred times.
Although these prisoners were all severely addicted to smoking, they did not dare to say a word of objection at this time.
At half past five in the afternoon, it’s dinner time.
The prison guard came to count the number of people. When he saw the injured Dean, he was particularly shocked. He was about to ask what happened. Then he saw several other prisoners with severed arms and legs, and he was even more shocked.
Looking at the newly arrived Ye Chen, he looked calm and content, with no trace of any scars on his face, and he guessed that all of this was done by Ye Chen.
However, he did not ask about this matter. He knew the rules of Brooklyn Prison better than the prisoners. The prisoners here did not bother the guards unless necessary, and the guards here did not interfere with the prisoners’ internal affairs unless necessary.
The prison implements three purposes from top to bottom: first, don’t resist; second, don’t kill anyone; third, don’t escape.
In other words, as long as the prisoners did not attack the prison guards, were still in prison and were not dead, everything else had nothing to do with them.
As for the conflicts and struggles between the prison districts, between the cells, or within the cells, they have always turned a blind eye.
At present, none of the injured people have asked for medical treatment, which means that they themselves do not want the prison to intervene, so the prison guards don’t even bother to ask. They just want to count the number of prisoners and let the prisoners go there in a queue. prison.
However, when he saw that John Lawrence’s face had swollen into a pig’s head, he couldn’t help but asked in surprise: “Father, what’s wrong with you?”
John Lawrence trembled with fright when he heard the word priest, and quickly said: “I am not a priest! I no longer have a priesthood!”
In fact, John Lawrence had enjoyed being called priest by the prisoners.
After all, although many prisoners are guilty of crimes, they still have religious beliefs in their hearts. If they can meet a priest who is also an inmate in prison, even if they know that this guy has a disgraceful past, everyone will give him a little less favor.