Chapter 159 – Annoying (?) Prison Life

Marcella ties the senior officials together very well.
How do you know? If you look at the dozens of armed police cars chasing me right now, you’ll find the answer.
The doctor would have escaped and remained? Let’s catch up now
I deliberately slowed down as I ran away while stepping on the full accelerator.
Then an armed police car pulled up next to my car.

Bang!

It hit the side of the car mercilessly.
The impact shatters the window, sending debris flying in the face.
My neck snapped to the side, and a tremendous shock was felt all over my body.
It didn’t bounce off though. Also, people should fasten their seat belts.

The car rolled over two or three times on the grass beside the road.
I, who was hanging upside down from the driver’s seat and bleeding profusely, played a fugitive who lost his fighting spirit when the police came and forcibly opened the door shortly after.
I was forcibly dragged down by two policemen and handcuffed, face down in the grass.

“You have the right to remain silent, and your comments will be used against you in court…… “

Seeing the police diligently announcing the Miranda principle made me laugh.
Now I will go through a lot of absurd things.
For example, being sent to prison without a trial, or the charges being very inflated.
Because the corrupt high-ranking politicians would consider me a thorn in the eye.

But you can’t try to kill me.
Marcella will block it.
She will arrange for me to be put in a normal prison where I can safely interact with people.

“Huh…!”

It seemed to have exploded in his mouth, and blood gushed out.
My body was also very sore.
It seems that several bones were broken from the impact. However, as it was the body of the demon king, it was quickly recovered.
I was soon forced to my feet and put into a police car.
Leaning my sweaty head against the window, I wondered how many days I would go to prison.
You’ll know when time passes.
Thinking that, I sighed deeply and closed my eyes.

**

Administrative procedures regarding me were very fast, unlike the lame America.
Thanks to that, I ended up in a felony prison in just two days.
It was a procedure that no one could understand, but it was natural when you think about it.
Five states would have liked to send me away ASAP.
Of course, Marcella’s manipulation must have been great.

The intelligence agency agent who came to interrogate me said that I would await my trial there, but of course I didn’t believe it.
I didn’t really try to listen.
Ordinary people would have been very unfair if they were treated like this, but it was rather good for me.
Because? The more unfairly treated I am, the more angry the doctor will be.

Rattle!

While I was thinking about this and that, I frowned as the convoy bus jumped up and down with shock.
It’s been this shit ever since. I can’t drive dirty once.
After sitting and staring out the window for a long time, I saw the Florida State Penitentiary where I was supposed to be.
On top of a wall high enough to be considered a castle wall, drones with muzzles were roaming all over the place.
The numerous watchtowers are full of guards. It was a facility with a high security level.

“Uhhh… Fuck…! Fuck…!”

The inmate sitting next to me looked at the entire prison and spat out insults as if he was unfair.
So does everyone else. His face turned black.
What a shame and fuss… All of them are serious criminals.
If you didn’t want to come, you shouldn’t have sinned.
Some of them had familiar, dry expressions.
Among them, there were those who were full of anticipation.

After a while, the convoy bus stopped at the entrance of the prison, the front door opened, and the guards waiting in the seats opened the iron window.
Then he speaks in an emotionless tone.

“If you do nonsense, you will become a beehive. Get up and get down.”

At those words, the prisoners staggered to their feet.
Most of the people who start weeping. Even though he is a felon with no blood or tears, if this kind of reaction comes out, it must be that this place is notorious.

‘How soon will the doctor come?’

If you think of me, you’ll try to visit me as soon as possible, and I’ll try to get you out of here.
Until then, I have to play a man who is getting more and more impoverished.

**

After a physical examination that harmed human dignity, I changed into a poop-colored prison uniform.
My prisoner number is 7777. It must have been a very fucking number.
I was hoping it was 4444… Or get 1313 the Western way.
After all, prison is not a place to come.

“Next! Prisoner number 7777!”

While looking around the outdated facilities with curious eyes, I woke up to the name of the prison guard distributing supplies.
The supply I received was two tissues.
I said with a puzzled expression.

“Is this the end? Did the person in front take the blanket?”

As if the prison guard was familiar with these questions, he started preparing the next tissue without even looking at me.

“I gave it to you because you said you would buy it with Youngchigeum. 7777 You don’t have any money, so you can’t afford to buy anything. Earn money by laboring and then buy something, or ask the visitor to put money in when you visit. I won’t even give you a piece of toilet paper from now on.”

“Can’t you give me a toothbrush and toothpaste?”

Caang!

A prison guard who taps the barbed wire with a police stick and gestures to turn it off.
When I received the goods, I was puzzled by the uproar in front of them, but it seemed that some prisoners were upset because they were treated like this.
It seemed like I had to buy anything at the store here.
If you don’t have money, you can’t sleep on the floor or brush your teeth.
Is the system okay? Yeah, giving criminals free stuff is a waste of tax money.

I let out a shallow sigh and was assigned to a prison cell according to the guidance of the prison guards.
H section. Standing at the entrance of this place with one of my classmates, I beep! When the door opened with a loud sound, I looked around the prison building.

A three-story confinement building that was only seen in media such as movies and dramas.
It stretched out in one direction, and it was made so that you could not even have a conversation with the prison cell on the other side.
I could feel the eyes looking all around me.
The atmosphere is bloody for once. The number of people in the section seems to be about 200 people.

A gulp, swallowing sound came from behind.
The motive seems to be frightened.
He won’t last long. Know how to survive

As if the guards were telling me to go in, I gently pushed my back with a bar, and I stepped into Section H.

Whoops!

Then a whistling sound was heard.
I turned my eyes toward the sound, and saw a large Hispanic guy in a room at the far end of the first floor licking his lips at me.
Do you want to pick the ass? Don’t touch it if you don’t want to tear it.

My room was at the end of the corridor on the second floor.
The room number is 77. The prisoner number is the same, the room number is the same… Today, I’m unlucky.

“Hold on well.”

It was a sarcastic remark from the prison guard behind him.
I asked, turning my head slightly.

“Are there any rules?”

“Learn on your own.”

You are unkind. Not even that.
The prison guard shouted to the situation room to open cell 77.

Beep-!

The door opened with a less loud sound than before, and the prison guard who pushed the bar closed the grate with a grin.
It’s an expression I thought I couldn’t stand, but it would have been if it had been a human body.
But not now, in the body of the Demon King.
Sounds like a very interesting prison life.

The room had a bunk bed, a sink, and a toilet at the end.
There was a roommate in this place where the musty smell flowed.
A white man in his late 20s was looking at me with curious eyes.
The sinister look in his eyes seemed interested in me.
He, who had a bigger body than I, who was muscular, got up from his seat and held out his hand to me when the prison cell door closed and the prison guards left.

“My name is Jacob. Jacob Pope.”

I said holding her hand.

“Alex Song.”

“An Asian?”

“Right.”

Jacob grinned.
Asians are not a common combination in American prisons.
A race that can’t stick anywhere and gets kicked out when taking sides.
Ignore is laid as the basic base, and if there is a homosexual, they are targeted first.
But if I can take care of myself, the story is different.

“You look good.”

Jacob seemed to have chosen me as his prey.
Seeing the dark eyes, it was clear.
I rolled my eyes and looked around the room.
There are no surveillance cameras. I thought there would be no human rights because it was a prison for serious criminals, but it was surprising.

“Did you come here for manslaughter? Or a scam?”

Jacob’s question.
Just by reciting the charges, I could feel the disregard for me.
I shrugged and evaded the question.

“Well.”

“Is this your first time in prison?”

“Right.”

“What is the sentence?”

“I don’t know because I haven’t been tried.”

At that, Jacob snorted.

“You came here without being judged? Not a detention center?”

“I don’t understand either.”

“Yes, you can. You can’t.”

You’re pretty sure I’m lying.
I heard that people who have committed crimes that are usually considered the worst crimes even in prison, such as child sexual assault, do not want to talk about the crime.
Jacob seemed to be treating me like that.

Jacob, who was always relaxed, continued.

“I’ve been here nine years.”

“It’s been a long time.”

“This is a hellish place. The guards only care about the back money. If you pay a lot, they will give you minimal protection, but if you don’t…”

“It sounds like you don’t care what happens to me, right?”

“You have good understanding.”

After saying that, Jacob looked at me with viper-like eyes.
The only supply was toilet paper, so it was clear that he thought he had no money.
I asked the question with a smile on my face.

“Then what happens if I, who has no pennies, harms someone?”

“If the person you harmed was paying protection money to the prison guards or prisoner forces, they would be subject to retaliation.”

“Oh yeah? Are you paying protection now?”

“I’m in a position to receive protection money.”

“Aha…”

You’re the one with considerable power among the inmates.
I asked again.

“How can I pay the protection fee?”

“Well… Other factions receive items that can be bartered, but I’m a little different. I get stuff, but I also get entertainment.”

“Entertainment?”

“Why are you like that? Like sexual service. From what I can see, you seem to have a pretty soft heart, but if you show up well to me, I’ll let you enjoy a comfortable life here where no one touches you.”

“Ah… So, do you want me to be your pet dog?”

Jacob opened his eyes wide, and then he burst out laughing.

“It’s embarrassing to say it so directly. To answer your question… Yes. Will you be my pet dog?”

Fuck this dog
The prisoner number is 7777, the room number is 77, and the roommate is a gay man with an androgynous tone who looks at me with sly eyes…
It’s a really unlucky day. The verdict is the death penalty
Bending his neck from side to side, I lunged at Jacob in an instant and knocked him over.

“100 million!”

Having been pounded, he put his hand into his pocket.
It looks like the weapon is over there? I took his wrist with my knee.

Quick!

“Quaaaaagh!!”

Screams loud enough to dampen the raucous atmosphere of Section H.
There was a moment of silence in the prison building, but then it became busy again.
It’s something you’re used to, so you’re used to it.
However, the prisoners who noticed that this sound came from Jacob’s prison cell were very embarrassed.
It was the same in the prison cell next door.
I was asking Jacob what was going on and if he was okay.
I choked Jacob with one hand as he tried to twist his body as hard as he could.

“Kukkuk! Oops…”

He let out a choked breath.
I smiled and brought my hand to his eyes.
The thumb, index and middle fingers feel the touch of a large, round eyeball.
I said, seeing Jacob’s eyes darken with fear.

“What are you doing with your eyes closed? A subject without discernment… Right?”

“Ouch! Kukkkukkuk!”

Even though Jacob struggled, he beat me hard with his unbroken hand, as if his survival instinct had revived.
It’s like a hammer. The devil’s body is good.
Shall I kill you and pull you out? Or pull it out and kill it?
Let’s do the latter. After thinking about it, I pulled out his eyeballs at once.

Fuhuaak!

“Crow! Curry!”

Crimson blood began to spurt out of his right eyeball, and moans filled with pain.
After looking around at the dripping eyeball, I threw it through the bars of the prison cell.
Took! After a while, after someone shouted ‘It’s snow!’, Section H became so quiet that not even a small ant could pass.
Isn’t it common to pluck out human eyeballs? I thought it was notorious, but it seems it wasn’t.

Awesome!

I broke Jacob’s neck as he tried to pass out in pain and sat on the bed.
I tried to show the weak side as much as possible, get beaten up, and act hard when the doctor came, but I had to kill my roommate because of this.
You can’t pick my ass just to arouse the doctor’s anger and sympathy.

I can’t help it because it’s like this.
When the doctor comes to visit me… I’ll either stab myself in the bars and ask someone to hit me.
Should I use this guy’s bedding? No, I don’t like it because it’s dirty.
I wiped my hand with the edge of Jacob’s blanket.

Beep profit!

At that time, a mechanical sound was heard and the cell door opened automatically.
I wanted to see if the guards were coming, but no.
Judging from the prisoners coming out and chatting, it seems to be free time.
After a while, white people with skinheads gathered in front of my prison cell in twos and threes.
They seemed to be Jacob’s colleagues.
The one-eyed Jacob, who died from a grotesquely broken neck, and the me, who was sitting on the bed with a relaxed look, were looking at each other with puzzled faces.

‘It just went well.’

I needed daily necessities until the doctor came to visit me, but I’ll have to take them away from them.
Slowly getting up, I raised one corner of my mouth and said.

“Bedding, toothpaste, toothbrush… I will protect the person who gives me this.”