Yang Yi was wearing a prison uniform, but he followed the eight prison guards into a door, and then they checked their identities one by one and signed, and then passed through the second gate.

It's a small world completely cut off by barbed wire, a small prison within a prison.

There are thirty single cells, but only twelve are inmates, and these twelve are guarded by eight prison guards, which is frightening for the ratio of prison guards to prisoners for every hundred prisoners outside.

Six of the prison guards were in very favorable terrain, using rifles and shotguns loaded with live ammunition. Shotguns, as long as they feel the need, then they can shoot at any time, without asking for instructions, without warning shooting, that is, shooting directly at people.

Yang Yi's task is to clean this very small prison area, and he can only clean up the tableware after meals for the prison guards and prisoners.

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, and only one prison guard led Yang Yi to familiarize himself with his new job.

"All the things you have to use are in this room, clean all the places, put the garbage in the garbage bag, take it out when you leave, and take the utensils out with you, it's not a lot of work, you have to clean this place, or I'll replace you, understand?"

"Understood, thank you."

Yang Yi smiled very sincerely, the prison guard nodded, habitually lifted his belt, and then said to Yang Yi: "It's very boring and relaxed here, you can walk around after work until we change shifts, and then take you out, but you have to remember that you are not allowed to get close to the guards with guns, and you are not allowed to have any private contact with those prisoners, understand?" ”

"Understood."

"Alright, let's get to work."

The prison guard seemed to be quite talkative, and Yang Yi thanked him, and then began to check what he was going to use.

Rags, mops, brooms, dustpans, buckets, carts that have been used to hold these things, these are the tools that Yang Yi will use every day in the future.

And Yang Yi also has his own cabin, a room for these tools, which is also his resting place, there is no bed in it, but there is a recliner that looks comfortable.

Yang Yi got to work.

The special prison area is very small, there are a total of thirty cells, five rooms for the prison guards, and there are corridors and places where the prison guards are on duty, which all need to be cleaned by Yang Yi, but these places will not produce any garbage, at most there are some rest rooms for the prison guards, and they can be done quickly if they are cleaned every day, which is really a very easy job, but it is a little tedious.

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

Two prison guards who didn't need to stand guard with guns were inside.

One guard sat on the table with his hands behind his head, leaning back in his chair, looking boredly at the ceiling, while the other sat on the chair, holding his face with his hands, chatting with his colleagues.

Yang Yi emptied the ashtray on the table and wiped it with a rag, the two prison guards cooperated with him, and after watching Yang Yi clean the table, the man who put his foot on the table put his foot on it again.

The jaw-propped guard suddenly said, "Hey, what's your name?" ”

Yang Yi, who was mopping the floor, stopped and said with a blank face: "Me?" ”

"Yes, is there anyone else here, what's your name."

"Benjamin, sir."

The prison guard waved his hand and said, "Don't be so restrained, here, we don't actually have so many rules, because there are only a few people here, everyone is about to die of boredom, what crime did you commit to come in?" ”

"Uh, dangerous driving and intentional wounding, 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 don't have any communication with the outside at all, maybe they have heard that there is a new character called a villain in the felony prison area, but they don't necessarily 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: "Hey, for you." ”

The prison guard raised his hand and threw the cigarette towards Yang Yi, and after Yang Yi took advantage of it, he smiled happily: "Thank you, sir." ”

"You're in five years in prison? Have been serving a few years in prison. ”

"Two years."

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

"Yes, if there are no accidents."

The prison guard sighed, spat out his cigarette, shook the lighter in his hand, and after motioning for Yang Yi to come over and get the lighter, he said with emotion: "You only need to be locked up for five years, and we are going to be locked up here until we retire, man, who is more free can be said to be bad." ”

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

"Don't be so restrained, sit down and smoke, it's rare to find a newcomer here."

The other prison guard also seemed to be very kind, in prison, it was a prisoner's blessing to meet such a prison guard, but Yang Yi didn't expect him to meet two.

Looking at Yang Yi's surprised eyes, the prison guard who put his feet on the table laughed and said, "Is it unexpected? No surprises, because here are the few of us, every day, every year, I've been working here for eleven years, man, eleven years! ”

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

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

"There's nothing to do, remember to talk to everyone when you're working is better than anything else, life here is boring or boring."

The prison guard named Clint said, "If it weren't for the fact that the pay here is twice as much as the outside, the ghost would want to come here." ”

Listening to the complaints of the two people, Yang Yi already knew that he would not be sad in the future.

The prisoners are bored, and the prison guards who look at the prisoners are also bored, and they talk vigorously when they catch a stranger, which is a sign of extreme boredom.

But the police here are so idle that they panic, which means that the prisoners here have never done anything, or they have not had a chance to do anything.

Ruben looked at Yang Yi and said with interest: "Benjamin, what are you going to do when you go out?" I mean, what do you want to do most when you get out of prison? ”