Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 905, 920 [Put on show] Part [-]
Prison, fitness area——
It wasn't until the show of "pleading for life for the people" was over and the prisoners retreated that George and others stepped forward to give Song Zhichao a thumbs up and praised, "Mr. Song really lives up to his reputation!"

"Mr. Song's actions make me admire!"

"Integrity, kindness, and responsibility!"

"Too wise!"

Regarding these compliments, Song Zhichao did not feel complacent, but just smiled lightly and said, "Thank you!"

During the period, Li Jiaxin watched Song Zhichao being praised by everyone, she was also very happy, and even felt honored.

But there was one thing in her mind, and she really couldn't figure it out—among other things, why did Song Zhichao refuse the proposal to add an egg every day?

So, taking a spare moment, Li Jiaxin tugged at Song Zhichao's arm, and asked him in a low voice why he refused to give the prisoner an egg every day, and said that this was a good publicity opportunity, and that just one egg could "buy people's hearts".

Song Zhichao scratched his eyebrows with his little finger and explained to Li Jiaxin why he didn't satisfy this seemingly "reasonable" request.

First of all, don't underestimate an egg every day --- there are thousands of prisoners in the prison, one egg per person is thousands of eggs, 360 five days a year, it is 365000 -- more than 36 eggs, one egg is calculated according to 0.5 Calculated in Hong Kong dollars (most of the supply of eggs and vegetables in Hong Kong comes from the mainland, plus shipping costs and other factors, so the price of vegetables is generally more expensive), the extra expenditure for a year in prison is 20 Hong Kong dollars.

For prisons like George and the others, of course they will not pay this money, so it depends on Song Zhichao, a "justice of the peace", whether he is willing to be "taken advantage of" and spend 20 Hong Kong dollars every year to improve the health of prison inmates. Quality, uh, mainly to allow them to take enough protein nutrients.

Song Zhichao is not stupid, originally he, a gentleman of balance, came here to inspect it just to put on a show, so it was a bit difficult for him to take money out like those fools from the Film Association who are trying to gain fame.

What's more, the film association will give out 100 million at one time. If Song Zhichao agrees to this request, he must "persevere"-donate 20 to Stanley Prison every year, 10 million in 200 years, and 20 million in 400 years , 30 years is 600 million...

It can be said that this is an endless bottomless pit.

What's more, if the price of eggs increases from five yuan to one yuan, he will donate more money.

The most important thing is that if you donate this egg money once, you must have it every year—otherwise, if you stop, you will be accused of "hypocrisy", "good deeds have not been done to the end", "donate eggs and donate half", It is estimated that those media reporters will say whatever is unpleasant at that time-Song Zhichao will definitely be sprayed to death by them.

Who would have thought that such a small egg is actually a big invisible trap.

So Song Zhichao, who has always been cautious and meticulous, did not foolishly agree to the prisoner's request on the spot, but found a good reason to refuse.

Li Jiaxin was dumbfounded after listening to Song Zhichao's explanation.

It never occurred to her little mind that there was such a profound "big truth" hidden in the original "small request".

To be precise, it is a "big trap".

Li Jiaxin recalled the other requests that Song Zhichao had rejected before. Coincidentally, there were also some hidden traps.

For example, requests to improve the design of prison uniforms.

This is not something a justice of the peace can decide.

The prison uniforms worn by prisoners in all prisons in Hong Kong are almost the same style - brown shirt + shorts (trousers) + rubber slippers.

Why do this?

This has been practiced for many years.

Brown clothes belong to the "dirty color", no matter how dirty it is, it is not easy to see. In addition, brown is in sharp contrast with the surrounding colors, and the prisoner can quickly lock the target when he escapes.

Gel slippers can cause prisoners to move slowly and be less aggressive, making them easier to watch.

If Song Zhichao really accepted this suggestion and changed the prisoner's clothes, it would be tantamount to breaking a taboo and poking a big basket.

Thinking level of fear.

Li Jiaxin even shuddered a little.

If she didn't think about it carefully, if it was her, facing so many traps, she might have jumped into it countless times.

……

After accepting the opinions of the prisoners' representatives, the collective exercise of the prisoners outside was not over yet.

Therefore, according to the arrangement of the warden George, while the prisoners were doing exercises outside, he took Song Zhichao and others to inspect the sanitary conditions of the prisoners' cells—and this was the last task of Song Zhichao's inspection of Stanley Prison.

……

"Actually, we have very high requirements for prison sanitation—no cockroaches and bugs are allowed! No prohibited items are allowed! No trace of stains are allowed on the walls and floors! Every prisoner must take a bath once a day and clean up every week. Once issued, personal hygiene is checked every day...Long fingernails, long hair, and unbuttoned clothes will all be scored, and every ten points will be counted as a major demerit!" George, the warden, said to Song Zhichao very seriously.

Accompanied by George and others, Song Zhichao stepped into a "model cell".

The size of the cell is small, only eight or nine square meters, with two high and low beds, which can sleep four people.The small space is separated by a toilet—in fact, the toilet is just a urinal isolated, which can only accommodate one person to squat down.

The walls are white and nothing is posted.

The mattress is neat, and the quilt is folded into tofu cubes.

At the top of the passageway between the two beds, there is a small table on which are some personal items of the prisoner, including tooth bowls, toothbrushes, towels, etc., which are also arranged in order, and labels are attached to each tooth bowl. The prisoner number is written on it-every prisoner here has no name, only a number.

Song Zhichao glanced casually with his hands behind his back, and nodded, as if he was satisfied with the cleanliness here.

George smiled, stretched out his hand as an inviting gesture, and asked Song Zhichao to come out—after all, the place is too small, and it would be very uncomfortable to squeeze in so many people.

In fact, George has received many inspections by justices of the peace—almost every one of them is a show, go through the motions, and then invite the media to do an interview after the inspection.

Therefore, George thought that Song Zhichao was the same, but he was a little more "pretentious" than other justices of the peace, and he dared to stay in the prison last night without being afraid of accidents.

"Dear Mr. Song, the basic situation of our prison cells is the same—er, the others are similar. To use a Chinese idiom, "One leaf knows the autumn", so do you want to see other rooms?" Originally, George was just asking casually politely, but in his opinion, Song Zhichao would never do anything unnecessary, and went to other rooms to have a look—it was a waste of time.

but--
"It's better to go to other rooms to have a look." Song Zhichao said.

George: "..."

Startled for a moment, he said with a smile: "Then here, please, there are still many cells inside --- you can take a closer look."

……

Under the guidance of George, Zhou Bingnan and others, Song Zhichao walked towards other cells.

The other cells were similar to the one that Song Zhichao checked just now, they were all empty, and the inside was very hygienic and clean.

Song Zhichao turned around a few times, but couldn't find anything wrong with it.

This made George and the others very proud, thinking that Song Zhichao's actions were simply "unnecessary".

But soon, Song Zhichao locked his eyes on a room --- and there seemed to be a prisoner waiting in that room.

(End of this chapter)