Yang Yi was wearing a prison uniform, but followed the eight prison guards into a door. Then they checked their identities one by one and signed them before passing through the second door.

This is a small world completely isolated by barbed wire, a small prison in prison.

There are thirty single cells in total, but only twelve cells live in prisoners, and these twelve prisoners are guarded by eight prison guards. For the proportion of hundreds of prisoners outside, there is only one prison guard. The proportion of prison guards here is very high.

Moreover, six of the prison guards here are in very favorable terrain, using rifles and shotguns that are loaded with live ammunition. As long as they feel it is necessary, they can shoot at any time, without asking for instructions or warnings to shoot, just shooting directly at people.

Yang Yi’s task is to clean this small prison area, and he can only clean up the prison guards, prisoners and prisoners or tableware after dinner.

After the prison guards entered the special prison area, they all had positions to take over, so as soon as they entered the special prison area, they quickly went their separate ways. Only one prison guard led Yang Yi to get to know his new job.

"The things you want to use are all in this room, clean all the places, put the garbage in the garbage bag, take it out when you leave, and take the tableware out together. There is not a lot of work. You have to clean it up, otherwise I will replace you, do you understand?"

"I understand, thank you."

Yang Yi smiled sincerely. The prison guard nodded, habitually lifted his belt, and then said to Yang Yi: "It's boring and relaxing here. You can walk around after work until we take you out when we change shifts. But you have to remember that you are not allowed to approach the gun guards, nor have any private contact with those prisoners. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"Okay, start your job."

The prison guard looked pretty easy to talk to, Yang Yi thanked him and began to check what he was going to use.

A rag, mop, broom, dustpan, a bucket, a trolley that has been used to hold these things. This is the tool that Yang Yi will use every day next.

Moreover, Yang Yi also has his own small house, the room used to accommodate these tools, and it is also a place for him to rest. There is no bed inside, but there is a comfortable lounge chair.

Yang Yi started working.

The special prison area is very small, with a total of thirty cells, five rooms used by the prison guards, as well as the corridors and the place where the prison guards are on duty. This requires Yang Yi to clean it, but these places will not produce any garbage. At most, there are some rest rooms for the prison guards. If you clean it every day, you can finish it quickly. It is really a very easy job, but it is a bit more tedious.

Yang Yi started cleaning from the prison guard's lounge.

Two prison guards who do not need to stand guard with guns are inside.

One prison guard placed his feet on the table, his hands behind his head, leaned on the chair, looking at the ceiling boredly, while another prison guard sat on the chair, supporting his face with his hands, chatting with his colleagues in a mess.

Yang Yi emptied the ashtray on the table and wiped the table with a rag. The two prison guards cooperated with his work. After watching Yang Yi clean up the table, the man who put his feet on the table put his feet on the table again.

The prison guard with his chin suddenly said, "Hey, what's your name?"

Yang Yi, who was mopping the floor, stopped and said with a confused look on his face: "Am I?"

"Yes, are there anyone else here? What's your name?"

"Benjamin, sir."

The prison guard waved his hand and said, "Don't be so reserved. We don't actually have so many rules here, because there are only a few people here, everyone is almost bored. What crime did you commit come in?"

"Uh, dangerous driving and intentional injury, five years in prison."

Yang Yi is actually a celebrity in Pelican Bay Prison, but these prison guards in the special prison area don’t know him because these prison guards have no social relationships with outsiders. Perhaps they have heard of a new person named bad guy in the retaliatory prison area, but they may not know that it is Yang Yi.

The prison guard who put his feet on the table took out two cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself, and said to Yang Yi: "Hi, I'll give it to you."

The prison guard raised his hand and threw the smoke at Yang Yi. After Yang Yi took advantage of the help, he smiled happily: "Thank you, sir."

"You have been serving a five-year sentence?"

"Two years."

"Oh, then you'll be out in three more years."

"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens."

The prison sergeant sighed, spitted a cigarette, shook the lighter in his hand, signaled Yang Yi to come and get the lighter, and said with emotion: "You only need to be locked up for five years, but we are going to be locked up here until we retire. Man, it's hard to say who is more free."

Yang Yi came over, took the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself, put the lighter back, thanked him sincerely, and stood on the side of the table.

"Don't be so reserved, sit down and smoke, it's rare for a newcomer to come here."

The other prison guard seemed particularly kind. In prison, it was a blessing for the prisoner to meet such a prison guard, but Yang Yi did not expect that he would meet two.

Looking at Yang Yi's surprised eyes, the prison guard who put his feet on the table laughed and said, "Is it a surprise? Nothing is surprising, because there are only a few of me here, every day, every year. I have been working here for eleven years, man, eleven years!"

"You think you'll be bullied? No, we're tired of it. My name is Ruben, he's Clint. You don't have to be so reserved, sit down."

Yang Yi sat down at a loss, then he looked at his tool truck and whispered: "I haven't finished my work yet..."

"There is nothing to do. Remember to chat with everyone when you are working, it's better than anything else. Life here is either boring or boring."

The prison guard named Clint said: "If the salary here is not twice as much as that outside, the genius would be willing to come here."

Listening to the complaints between the two, Yang Yi already knew that he would not be sad in his future life here.

The prisoners are bored, and the prison guards who look at the prisoners are also bored. They catch a stranger and talk hard. This is a sign of ignorance.

But the police here are so idle that they are so idle that they are panicking, which means that the prisoners here have never done anything, or that they have no chance to do something.

Ruben looked at Yang Yi and said with interest: "Benjamin, what are you going to do after you go out? I mean, what do you want to do most after you are released from prison?"
Chapter completed!