Chapter 162 – Released

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My hands and feet are shaking.
No way… Could it be that Jihyeok did drugs?
I don’t want to believe it, but Ji-hyeok’s behavior was just like that of a drug addict.
It was clear that the type of cocaine was modified cocaine that greatly increased the duration, but also rapidly damaged the inside of the body.
I’ve never done it, but I knew it because it was on the news a lot.

The doctor walked closer to Ji-hyeok, barely suppressing his pounding heart.
Then, I held his brightly smiling face with both hands and examined his nostrils and other people closely.

“What are you doing?”

Jihyeok’s innocent question.
Said the doctor in a subdued tone.

“Stay still.”

“I see.”

Jihyeok soon began humming a song.
The doctor, biting his lip and lifting his eyelids up and down, asked Jihyeok as if he were questioning a child.

“Jihyeok, did you inhale the white powder through your nose?”

“Yes. I feel better.”

“Since when?”

“Two days ago… I did it after my sister left. But I’m cold… Can’t I ask you to turn on the heater?”

It’s cold in sweltering Florida… You’re definitely out of your mind.
However, judging by the slightly elevated tension and calm appearance, it was clear that he had been on drugs for quite some time.
The doctor thought he was lucky.
If it started two days ago, it’s likely that he was just abusing and not becoming dependent.

Once addicted to drugs, it is extremely difficult to break free from addiction.
However, the story is different if there is a medical device in the laboratory.
All you have to do is send Ji-hyuk into a medical device to normalize dopamine in the brain.
The problem is that he has already felt the pleasure… If it was Ji-hyeok’s will, he would be able to get away quickly if he just cared for him next to him.

“Jihyuk.”

“Yes?”

“Who gave you that? Could it be that your friend gave it to you?”

“Right. He is a really nice person.”

The doctor closed his eyes tightly.
He was supposed to thank that criminal asshole, but it’s all cancelled.

“Has that friend given you anything else?”

“Well…”

Hesitant Jihyeok.
Convinced that he was hiding something more, the doctor spoke with the utmost benevolence.

“It’s okay. I won’t be angry.”

“Promise?”

“Promise. Never get angry.”

“The injection… I got it because they said it felt good…”

“Lord, injection!?”

The doctor who woke up suddenly rolled up the sleeves of Jihyeok’s prison uniform.
Three dark brown dots visible on the right forearm.
Seeing that, the doctor suddenly felt his head tingle and touched his forehead.

Drugs injected directly into a vein are more effective than inhaled nasal passages.
Addiction is incomparably high.
It is not for nothing that there is a dark saying that if you stick the needle in once, you will go to the goal.

“Ah…”

Seeing the staggering doctor, Ji-hyeok asks in a worried tone.

“Sister, are you okay?”

The tap seems to turn around, but you have to be patient.
Ji-hyeok just fell for the devil’s temptation. He did nothing wrong with him
The Doctor, barely awake, took a deep breath.

“I’m fine… I’m fine…”

“Are you sick? Shall I ask you to send me to the hospital? This is the name of the infirmary doctor.”

Seeing them talk nonsense made me go crazy.
The doctor who managed to suppress his boiling anger asked a question.

“Jihyeok, do the guards know about this? Who gave you the syringe?”

“It’s a deal I got from the prison guards. You bought it expensive. Giving that expensive thing to me… A really good friend, right?”

“…..”

The doctor, who was trembling all over, felt very sorry for Ji-hyeok, who was looking at him with a confused expression.
And he was furious. To the prisoner who made Jihyeok like that, and to the guards.
It was all in one piece. No, prison guards were more than criminals.
That this is happening in a state prison. How corrupt do you mean?
Trash that shouldn’t exist in the world, trying to extort others using power.
Thinking that I was breathing the same air as them made me feel sick just like when I thought of those Syrian experimenters.

“Jihyuk-ah…”

“Why?”

“I’ll get you out of here soon, until then, never, never do that again. Understand?”

“It?”

“I’m saying don’t do it again, whether it’s white powder or a syringe.”

“Mmm…”

“You promised?”

“…..”

Jihyeok avoids his gaze.
Just looking at it, I felt a strong desire to do it again.
The doctor stomped his feet and urged him.

“Promise. Hurry.”

“Yes… I promised.”

“You must keep it. I trust you.”

“Okay…”

Hearing the uncertain answer, the doctor was anxious but had faith.
She thought as she hugged Jihyeok’s head tightly.
I want to tell the prison guards to deal with the prisoner right away, but there is no one to trust here.
It’s so hot, but Ji-hyeok might get retaliated if he said something pointless, and now he has to focus on getting him out, so he has to put up with it for now.
I was complacent. Jihyeok is a person who shouldn’t be in this dump…

‘Bastards…’

**

“Alex! Hey!”

A black inmate doing finger snaps in front of my eyes.
A gang of gangs lined up around him.
He didn’t come to attack me, he came to get the drugs.

I was now a Section A drug lord.
From the moment I was transferred from Section H, I was sprayed with medicine and naturally rose to the spot.
It was an empty place, but nonetheless.
But who called me this time? It’s ridiculous.
I was eating snacks, and I got up from the table.

“What do you need?”

The black inmate grinned, showing his teeth.

“Cocaine.”

Look at this yellow I have no luck.
No one touched me right now.
Killing a few people as an example? Not.
Show me the power to protect yourself? Not even that.
Because I know I get drugs from prison guards.
If you kill me, no more drugs will circulate, so I’ll just leave it alone. If it wasn’t for that, I would have started fighting right here.

Inside my prison uniform, I picked up a small plastic bag filled with white powder and waved it in front of the black inmate.

“This?”

“Okay, give it to me.”

An inmate who speaks rudely while mixing slang.
I showed white teeth to the inmates behind him.

“You guys, would you like to kill this bastard in front of me? Then you can get drunk all day today. I’ll get you anything you need, starting with cocaine, meth, and heroin.”

At that, the black inmate who snapped at me was taken aback.

“Wh-what…?”

But it’s already too late.
The inmates, who hadn’t felt the taste of mulberry in society for a long time, rolled their eyes at the word that they could get drunk all day.
Starting with the punches of one of the inmates who knocked the black inmate down, other inmates started kicking.
Singing the terrible screams from the middle of the crowd, I climbed onto the table and sprayed all the drugs in my arms into the air.
Then all the Section A inmates came running and started indulging in drugs.

Rank competition is an instinct of all living things, including humans.
It tries to win a high position through struggle, and when the leader is gone, another guy tries to take the position.
Now that the black man is dead, it won’t be long before a new guy takes over as the leader of the gang.
But I won’t be in it.
Even if I rot here for 10 years, I won’t become a true leader of these gangs.
Because of race

It was natural. Did the queen bee of the bumble bee be crowned because the queen bee of the bees died?
Not. Within the fence of their own hive, a new queen bee is appointed, or they are merged into the hives of other bees of the same species.
For now, I’m bringing you incredibly sweet honey, so I’ll be quiet. If I don’t have honey, the bumble bee won’t leave me alone.
As a new king, he will try to wield power by wiping out those who are not of his own kind.

Humans are so pathetic
Compared to the Demon World, where various races live in harmony and all ranks are determined solely by force, incidents and accidents occur constantly compared to the Demon World, where loyalty is given without mediators such as money or power, as long as there is the name of the Demon King.
I don’t like the part where you have to do something in return.

Seeing them makes me feel like my conviction to make the earth like the Demon World as soon as possible becomes stronger.
I came down behind them, who started to run amok, and approached the prison guards watching the scene from the barbed wire at the entrance of the section.

“What about Sinclair?”

“It’s in another section. Anyway, why don’t you refrain from doing things like this? If this happens to the mass media…”

“Does the media care about the scum of society? This is a place where you don’t care if anyone dies or not. You guys would have been thinking about doing that until now, only accepting your salary, but are you worried now?”

“I never say anything to you. He just wants us not to get hurt.”

With a fart-like fart… Tsk.
The same goes for these prison guards.
From the extremities to the small intestine, they are equally inferior creatures.
Only two days. Within two days, they gained their trust.
However, it is a relationship made with money, with an expiration date.
What would have happened if I had no power called money?
He must have tried his best to harass me in some way.

“You say that. Open the door.”

“Where are you going?”

“Cell. It’s noisy here, so I can’t sleep.”

One of the prison guards with a smile gently opened the door without handcuffing me.
The life of reigning like a king here wasn’t too bad.
Judging by the doctor’s reaction today, I’ll probably be out tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
This was a medium to get her thoughts back, but… I think I’ll have a lot of thoughts.

**

The next morning.

Thud!

I got up from my seat at the sound of a baton knocking on the iron door, and when I saw Sinclair laughing, I instinctively sensed it.
That the Doctor used his power to set me free.
Approaching the dish drain, I asked.

“Are you released?”

“Okay. The order is gone I knew I would be out at any time, but I didn’t know that I would be released so soon.”

“Anything can happen if you have the power. Who got you out?”

“Yeah… Your acquaintance must have used their strength.”

“Who gave the order to be released?”

“I do not know. I’m just kicking it because it’s cracking. I’ll open the door for you, so don’t tell me to leave.”

He seemed to still be minding the slap in my face with the stick.
I said with a careless expression.

“Nothing like that.”

“Thank you.”

Sinclair and I moved to the prison warden’s office.
Originally, I had to go through the release process immediately, but the director, concerned that I would not receive the rest of the money, ordered me to come.
The director was waiting for me with an angry face, and as soon as I entered, he hit the desk with a stick.

Bang!

“It’s a different story.”

The prison warden’s sullen words.
Your prediction was correct. I am worried about not getting paid.
People say that human greed has no end, but it just stopped.

“Who wouldn’t? Give me your cell phone.”

At that, the curator suddenly handed over the phone.
I called Marcella and promised an additional $500,000 to the director and other prison guards.
It was only then that the director relaxed his expression and was happy.

“Thank you. Can we set the date and place as before?”

“Yes. You can do that. Are you done talking?”

“Yeah, it was fun. It feels good to have a lump of fortune rolling in in my later years.”

“Are you going to retire?”

“Of course. I am thinking of going on a trip abroad.”

The curator took the papers from the desk and handed them to Sinclair.
And he told me

“Bye.”

Yes you are good to go
After completing the release procedure, I took off my poop-colored prison uniform and put on social clothes.
The clothes I wore when I had an accident in Mississippi. Seeing the bloodstained shirt, Sinclair asks.

“Is it your blood?”

“I don’t know.”

“Okay. I was bored, so I asked.”

After changing my clothes and completing the final procedure, I stood at the entrance of the prison following Sinclair’s guidance.
I looked at the shoulder of the road opposite and saw a car parked there.
I see the doctor waiting for me, stamping his feet.
I waved her hand towards her and called out to Sinclair who opened her door.

“Sinclair.”

“Ok?”

“You don’t come there.”

“What are you talking about?”

“It is literally. Don’t come to the place where you get paid.”

At first, he thought I was joking and tried to smile awkwardly, but when he saw my serious face, he completely hardened.
I warned him with only purring his mouth.

“I’ll put enough money into the back account to live on, so shut your mouth and live quietly. Don’t tell anyone.”

“…..”

“Answer?”

“Ah Okay.”

“Finally… I’d better stop here.”

Sinclair’s breathing hardened.
A drop of cold sweat runs down his cap and wets the tip of his chin.
Yes you should be afraid don’t have to do that
I smiled contentedly and tapped Sinclair’s arm, who was standing like a wooden stone.

“Come on, it was fun.”

If Sinclair ever tells anyone that I said this, he will die like the rest of the prison guards without even knowing it.
But what if you are good at controlling your mouth? He will live happily with his family, with enough money in his hand to play and eat for the rest of his life.
This is the end of the mercy for the work that has been steadily talking. The choice was entirely up to him.

After leaving the prison, I looked up at the sky where the sunlight was shining brightly.
I frowned when I saw it in the movie, but it was all fake.
I just feel bad. It won’t rain…

Crossing over to the other side, I opened my arms to the doctor who was pouring out tears.
Then the doctor said oh! He burst into tears and ran to me and hugged me.
Now let’s go back to Korea and nurture the hostility the doctor has developed over this incident.
I have to deliberately get caught doing drugs secretly and scratch my insides.