So Charlie temporarily added another rule:
no one was allowed to smoke in the cell or bathroom, otherwise he would be slapped a hundred times.
Even though these prisoners were all extremely 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 time for dinner.
The prison guard came to count the number of people.
When he saw the injured Dean, he was shocked.
He wanted 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 Charlie,
he looked calm and content, with no scars on his face,
and he suspected all this was done by Charlie.
However, he did not ask this.
He knew the rules of Brooklyn Prison better than the inmates.
The prisoners here do not disturb the guards unless necessary,
and the guards here don’t disturb them unless necessary.
Don’t ask about the prisoner’s internal affairs.
Prisons implement three goals from top to bottom:
first, don’t fight;
second, don’t kill anyone;
third, don’t run away.
In other words, as long as the prisoners do not attack the prison guards, are still in prison and not dead,
everything else has nothing to do with them.
Conflicts and disputes between prison environments, between cells and within cells always turn a blind eye.
Currently, not a single injured victim has requested treatment,
meaning that they themselves do not want the prison authorities to intervene,
so the prison warden didn’t even bother to ask,
they just wanted to count the number of prisoners and let the prisoners line up in the prison.
However, when he saw John Lawrence’s face swollen to the point of a pig’s head,
he couldn’t help but ask in surprise:
“Dad, what’s wrong with you?”
John Lawrence trembled with fear when he heard the word “priest”, and he immediately said:
“I’m not a priest!”
“I no longer have the priesthood! “