The real test is on the next day.

Yang Yi has never been in a cell, so no matter how tired he is, he will not sleep too well on the first night in prison. He tossed and turned until the second half of the night, and he slept very uneasy.

I didn't sleep well, and I felt a little drowsy when I woke up the next day, but this made Yang Yi feel very bad.

It took out a toothbrush that was only half a finger from the wash bag. Yang Yi looked at it for a long time before he started to brush his teeth. However, after brushing his teeth, he stood in front of the very short toothbrush and stared at the sink for a long time.

"Are you done? If you finish washing up, can you move out of your position?"

Yang Yi put away his toothbrush, looked back at Chris, and whispered: "Sorry, I just remembered something."

In the movies I have watched, toothbrushes can always be worn very sharply and used as weapons, but the reality is not, because the toothbrush is too small.

I still have to find a way to get a weapon. The lethality of bare hands is too low. It is impossible for a matter of poking others blindly with my fingers to succeed every time.

However, Yang Yi has no good idea yet.

Chris finished washing up quickly, and then he stood at the door of the cell, and Chris must have pinched a little, because he had just stood at the door when the ringtone reminded the prisoner to come out.

The first thing I did when I woke up was to have breakfast. Today's breakfast was cereal porridge, a small bottle of milk, or two slices of bread. Compared to the beans I ate yesterday, Yang Yi felt that breakfast was much better. I don't know if it was because of his psychological effect after a night of hunger, or if it was indeed delicious.

The boxing champion was still collecting other people's food, but what he wanted was milk this morning, and Yang Yi still did not hand over his food.

The Liangzi has formed, and continuing struggle seems inevitable, so Yang Yi ate very quickly this time.

After Yang Yi finished breakfast, he sat directly towards the boxing champion this time. After eating, he began to stare at the boxing champion. If the boxing champion group had any abnormal movements, he would notice it immediately.

Chris sat at a table with Yang Yi. He quickly finished breakfast. Without looking at Yang Yi, he whispered: "I'm going to work, but I want to remind you to be careful today. If the boxing champion intends to take revenge on you, it will definitely happen today."

Yang Yi said in surprise: "You want to go to work?"

"Yes, dealing with the garbage, it's my turn to work today. This job is not very popular, but work is work, which is better than staying in a cell."

Yang Yi immediately said: "Can I ask how to deal with the garbage? Should I pack it to the garbage truck and take it away, or dispose of it on the spot. If it is disposed of on the spot, then is it buried or incinerated?"

"Some of them are burned, some are sent away, and some are buried. There will be no municipal garbage trucks here, so we have to deal with most of the garbage by ourselves."

After a pause, Chris whispered: "Good luck."

Chris stood up and then he said to the prison guard: "Sir, I'm going to work, it's my turn to deal with the garbage today."

After the prison guard indicated that Chris could leave, Chris hurried out of the restaurant.

The breakfast time was spent safely, and the boxing champion did not cause any trouble.

After breakfast, there will be an hour of air time, and prisoners can walk around, exercise, and even exercise and play basketball.

The playground is not very big. The prisoners on the playground each occupy their own territory. The basketball court is occupied by blacks. The corner with fitness equipment is occupied by whites. Latino prisoners gather together to chat. Some people without gangs find a place in the corner to spend the best time.

Yang Yi leaned against the barbed wire, and there was a prison guard holding a rifle not far behind him. He thought it would be safer.

But after seeing Buddy walking through the crowd, Yang Yi immediately shouted: "Baddy! Buddy! Please come here."

Buddy was talking and laughing with many black people, but Yang Yi didn't dare to get close. He was surrounded by a group of black people. The boxing champion inside gave him a knife, which was very likely to happen.

Buddy soon came to Yang Yi's side, and then he smiled and said, "What's wrong, do you have any needs?"

Yang Yi lowered his voice and said, "Yes, I heard you have a phone number here?"

Buddy immediately felt energetic and whispered: "Yes, I have a cell phone, do you want to call? No problem, ten dollars a minute."

The price is really expensive, Yang Yi curled his lips and said, "I don't have money now."

Buddy tilted his head, made a helpless expression and said, "Are you playing tricks on me? I don't have money? I don't have anything to do."

Yang Yi whispered: "But I can definitely get the money. If you ask me to call, I can get the money. After I get the money, I can pay the bill. I will give you an extra fifty dollars. How about it?"

Buddy thought for a while and whispered: "You can definitely get the money?"

"Of course, buddy, I don't want to cause trouble for myself. If I'm not sure, how dare I promise you? I will definitely get the money."

Buddy shrugged and said, "Come with me."

Yang Yi followed Buddy around most of the prisoners and came to a corner, which was actually within the sight of the prison guards, because there were no blind spots that could not be observed on the playground. However, since Buddy dared to let Yang Yi call in this corner, he naturally did not worry about being discovered.

In fact, there are phone calls in the prison, and everyone can apply. If you perform well, you can get the qualification to make a call. As long as the person who answers the phone is willing to pay, you can get through. However, there is a problem. This phone will definitely be monitored and recorded. Therefore, although there is a free phone number in the prison, Buddy's mobile phone is still very popular.

Buddy took out a very small mobile phone, which is a bit bigger than his thumb, which is a copycat mobile phone made in China.

He took out his cell phone mysteriously, and Buddy whispered: "Follow the phone call time record, and you can charge the money by one minute less than a minute. The same is true for one second, so you can grasp the time yourself."

Yang Yi took the small cell phone, and then he whispered: "What if it's a call abroad? It's also ten dollars a minute?"

Buddy was stunned for a moment, and then he said in surprise: "International long distance? No, this phone can't be called international long distance."

Yang Yi was stunned and said, "Why? I can pay more!"

"It's not a problem of overpaying, but you can't call it and you need to open a business, but this number has not opened an international long-distance business. Do you understand?"

Yang Yi was crying and couldn't cry. He could only ask Danny or Kate for money. He couldn't call a British number. Then how did he contact him or ask for money?
Chapter completed!