Chapter 161 Betray the camp and help the evildoers?
Old Man Li's miserable howl gradually became fainter, his body hung down weakly, and the hand cruelly fixed by the needle of the sewing machine was still trembling slightly.
Blood dripped along the edge of the machine, making a slight sound when it came into contact with the cold ground - "snap".
Chen Ya was still sewing clothes indifferently but seriously, and the pedal under her feet clicked unmoved.
Crack!
Snap!
Click......
The two sounds seemed to merge into one.
Yuan Dabiao's ferocity was not tempered by Old Man Li's screams, and there was even a trace of a satisfied grin on his lips.
He looked around, his eyes seeming to warn other prisoners that any slackness and resistance would pay a heavy price.
"Work hard for me!" Yuan Dabiao's voice echoed in the workshop, "Don't let me be lazy. If anyone lets me find out that you are not quick, this will be the end!"
After a brief pause, Yuan Dabiao's His face suddenly changed, another more hypocritical smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his tone became softer, as if he was comforting a frightened lamb.
“You don’t have to be afraid,” he said with a hint of hypocritical concern in his voice, “I do this for everyone’s benefit. After all, if someone cheats and cheats, others will have to do it for them. He does more "Well, as the leader of the workshop, I can't let everyone suffer, right?"
The atmosphere in the workshop was a bit depressing, but under Yuan Dabiao's fierce gaze, all the prisoners lowered their heads silently, numb. stepping on the sewing machine.
Yuan Dabiao was very satisfied, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
Then he strode up to Chen Ya and slammed his hands on the table, making a clanging sound: "What did you just say? Let me move more gently. Are you teaching me how to do something?"
As he took this shot, the sewing machine beside Chen Ya also shook slightly. The originally straight stitches became crooked at this moment, and an irregular white line appeared on the clothes.
Chen Ya gently put down his feet on the sewing machine. His brows were tightly knitted into a knot, and his face showed some confusion and confusion.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes were frank and firm, and he looked into Yuan Dabiao's round, angry eyes. Then he said seriously and calmly:
"Team leader, you are not a fool. Are you asking us to work seriously? Then why are you interrupting my work? This dress was almost completed and now it is ruined by you. Who is to blame? ”
Yuan Dabiao's face turned livid in an instant, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes. The answer given by the other party was really difficult for him to refute.
Yuan Dabiao's face was twisted, showing a fierce grin: "Are you contradicting me?"
Chen Ya's eyes were firm and his tone was calm: "I'm just talking to you. speak logic, preach "That's right."
Yuan Dabiao was so irritated by this sentence that he laughed loudly. His two followers also followed him, looking at Chen up and down with strange expressions as if they were seeing a lunatic. bud.
This scene attracted the attention of all the prisoners in the entire workshop, and they all cautiously peeked at the situation here.
Among them, there were three or four new prisoners who looked at each other vaguely. They all put their hands on their foreheads and sighed, and invariably communicated silently with their lips.
“It’s over, the captain can’t help but talk logic to others.”
“No, I think the captain just wants to be the workshop leader. The captain must think that if he becomes the team leader Sir, everyone’s work efficiency can be improved by several levels.”
“Then I support it. Captain Chi, I think the captain is reasonable!”
“No need, brothers, we are here to serve our sentences and hide. Why should we work hard and create residual value for the prison? This does not mean betraying the camp. You’re helping the tyrants, not to mention not getting paid?”
"Yes, it's all my fault that the captain took this labor reform too seriously and led me astray."
"Second!"
"+1!"
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Yuan Dabiao looked around the workshop, his teeth chattering: “You like sewing, right? Like following me...”
Chen Ya didn't wait for Yuan Dabiao to finish his words before interrupting him, with a firm tone: "I like it very much!" Yuan Dabiao's words were cut off abruptly, and his face became even more ugly, as if he had been choked by something. one time.
He took a deep breath, suddenly grabbed the frame next to Old Man Li, and roughly thrust it into Chen Ya's arms, with a ferocious look on the corner of his mouth. smile:
“Since you like it, then I’ll let you have enough! I’ll make ten pieces for him as well. If you’re missing one piece, you’ll see how I’ll deal with you tomorrow.”
Accompanied by the accompaniment of "pop", time passes slowly but steadily.
Suddenly, a prison guard walked in, holding a prison transfer notice in his hand. His voice was clear and powerful, breaking the silence in the workshop, and a series of names echoed in the air.
"Chen Ya."
Slightly thin in stature, with somewhat feminine features, she stood up with a dull expression and answered: "Here we come!"
"Dong Xu."< br>
Slender figure with a slightly green face: “Here we come!”
"Liu Yi."
Tall, ordinary-looking, slightly old: "Here we come!"
"Gong Ting."
Slender figure, with a handsome face With a vertical scar and a cold look on his face: "Here we come!"
"Zhao Zhibao."
He had an average build, with arms reaching his knees, small eyes on the left and right sides of his face, and a deep tone: "Here we come!"
The prison guard glanced at the five people and said calmly: "I want to inform you that the five of you will be transferred tomorrow morning. Prison No. 2, come here and sign the transfer slip."
"Yes!" The five people responded collectively, with no expression on Chen Ya's face, and the remaining four people. A little confused.
Chen Ya immediately stepped forward to sign for confirmation without any hesitation. The other four people put aside their temporary doubts and followed closely behind, also quickly signing their names.
"Okay, your reform through labor in this prison is over. Now you can return to your respective cells and tidy up. I wish you a happy life in Prison No. 2 in the future."
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The prison guard's voice was as calm as the wind, without any emotion. After that, he turned around and prepared to take the prisoners back to their respective cells.
At almost the same moment, Dong Xu, Liu Yi, Gong Ting, and Zhao Zhibao cast an intriguing look at Chen Ya in a way that only they could detect.
Then, they noticed that Chen Ya gently touched the tip of the pen, sending a silent signal. So, they lined up one after another, following in the footsteps of the prison guards.
The prison guard's eyes stayed on Chen Ya for a moment, and there was a hint of doubt in his tone: "What are you waiting for here?"
Chen Ya straightened his back, The voice was loud and firm: "Report, I want to complete today's transformation task and then return to the prison area."
The prison guard's brows raised slightly, showing a bit of surprise, but soon, he didn't say much, just nodded, then turned around and led the other four people away slowly.
Chen Ya sat down slowly and carefully selected the cloth from the basket. After cutting it, she meticulously placed the cloth under the needle. She stepped on the pedal in an even rhythm, and the needle continued on the cloth. Shuttle and make straight white lines.
Yuan Dabiao strolled over and stopped beside Chen Ya, with a cold smile on his lips and a hint of joking and undisguised sarcasm in his tone:
“Boy, You are really lucky today Not bad, I will be transferred to prison early tomorrow morning. I originally planned to teach you a lesson tomorrow, but it seems that you are going to escape."
His voice was drawn out with a final tone. A touch of cruelty:
"However, don't celebrate prematurely. Our No. 2 Prison in District 9 is not comparable to ordinary prisons. The level of cruelty there is much bloody than ours. For someone like you, I bet you can go If you don't survive a week, you have to be carried out sideways, hahaha——"
Chen Ya didn't react at all. His eyes were focused and firm, and the work in his hands was still precise.
There was no expression on his face, neither joy nor fear, as if Yuan Dabiao's words were just an insignificant sound...
(End of this chapter)