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Chapter 1397 Prison Riot

"Although I know that the twisted melon is not sweet, sometimes people don't care whether it is sweet or not. They just want to twist it down and be happy."

Standing at the door of Balze's cell, an old black man with gray hair and sloppy clothes said this to Han Xuan with a calm expression. .

Back more than ten minutes ago, when Han Xuan accidentally saw this old man, he couldn't believe that he was here too, because his name often appears in the news and is also well-known in the literary world Stanley Tukey Williams.

When he was 26 years old, Williams shot and killed Albert Owens, a clerk of a 7-Eleven convenience store chain in Whittier, California. Two weeks later, he shot and killed an elderly couple named Yang from Treasure Island and their 43-year-old daughter for just one hundred dollars. He was eventually charged with second-degree murder and was sent to jail.

It is worth mentioning that with the help of an American journalist, Williams has completed nine novels in prison through oral narratives, including his own autobiography. All of them are aimed at children and use his own personal experience to warn children not to go on the evil path.

I read reports about him in my previous life. Due to his outstanding performance, Williams won the Nobel Peace Prize in total and was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature four times. The prize that Chinese dream of is so easy for him.

As a celebrity in the prison, he was transferred to this special prison for an exception to have a better creative environment. Several books were very popular, which made Williams make a lot of money.

Just now, he proposed to donate $14 million in royalties and asked Han Xuan to help with the expenses of education and publicity among young people.

Han Xuan has agreed and invited Williams to participate in the project planning himself. So far, this guy is still responsible for the crime of being sentenced to death. In the future, he will be named by "robot governor" Schwarzenegger and injected venom to death...

At this moment, Han Xuan turned his head and asked, "Sir, what do you think of the death penalty?"

Those books are more meaningful than my novels. My books can only be used for people to entertain, but your books can help countless children and establish correct views.

To a certain extent, your contribution to the world over the years can offset the crimes of that year. If you find a suitable judge, it may change your judgment on you.

In Les Miserables, writer Hugo tells us that the unyielding judicial pursuit of a person who has abandoned evil and done good will not only fail to achieve the original purpose of justice, but may even be anti-humane."

"If I could survive by chance, of course I would be willing, otherwise I wouldn't have insisted on appealing until now."

Williams shook his head and continued, "But I committed a crime, this is a fact that I have to admit. If my death can make up for the pain I brought to the victim's family, then death is worth it, otherwise my death will be meaningless.

As far as I know, the death penalty does not have much effect on deterring crimes, but I will accept it no matter what kind of judgment is made in the end.

I've been worried for more than ten years, but now I think about it, it seems that I have begun to accept death..."

Han Xuanting wanted to help him, but this involved the case of a Chinese being shot. He is also a Chinese, so he should not speak nonsense. This is a matter of position. It is best not to be touched easily and say, "Your influence is very useful."

If you want to appeal, it is best to be as soon as possible. This governor is more kind and has not yet approved any death verdict. The character of the next governor is not sure what will happen.

I will help deal with the charitable donation. In the future, part of the funds of my family charity foundation will also be tilted towards young people and children."

"It's great. I knew you were a caring person."

Old Williams said, seeing Balzer packed up his things, he walked out of the room, gave Balzer a hug, and smiled and said, "Then let's talk about this."

Your current actions are what I have dreamed of since the day I came in. Goodbye.

May God bless you no longer be lost, violence is never a good solution to problems. Remember my words, I don’t want to see you here.”

"I will definitely see you again. When I miss you, I will visit the prison."

The two should be quite familiar with each other. Balze also hugged him hard, his suit fit, half-squatted and picked up his big bag, saying goodbye to Williams and Han Xuan and walked out together.

...

The prison radio just issued a notice that more than 2,000 prison guards were organizing people to walk to their respective prisons.

Han Xuan met many people, who were divided into social circles of all sizes in prison, and could tell whoever stood beside these prisoners.

Political prisoners and political prisoners form small circles, while businessmen divide according to their value. The circles formed by billionaires are most respected by people. Even in prison, they are chatting and laughing. Even assistants help them carry their bags and hand over water. They are all beauties without exception.

So, millions of dollars are not cool enough, billions of dollars are cool enough.

Although millionaires and billionaires will sit together to shake hands and have fun, in the eyes of billionaires, people with millions of assets are not the same level as them.

The daily consumption of billionaires can create many millionaires. A private helicopter is worth 7 million US dollars and a sports car is priced at more than 2 million US dollars. It is not difficult to own a mansion worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars. It is just a toy in life.

I have long had a clear understanding of the privileges of this world, but after this time, this understanding has become more profound in Han Xuan's mind.

The most valuable prisoner present was about $1.6 billion and served only three months in prison.

No one with higher value, if one does not attack strong enemies, those people will almost be above the US Constitution.

Thinking about this, Han Xuan was a little proud because he was also a member of the privileged class, but he was not proud for a long time and was confused by the sudden big change...

It took quite a long time to go through the release procedures.

There were too many prisoners, and the document administrator could not find Balze's file bag, so Han Xuan personally helped him find it.

It was already dark, the venue was quiet, and all the prisoners were locked up, and the buildings were pitch black, with only some street lights and searchlights on.

The FBI does not intend to power these areas until it is clear what the stolen data wants to do.

Just installing a new management system has both advantages and disadvantages. It is true that it is convenient, but it is more likely to be invaded by the outside world.

When I first made this system, for financial reasons, the servers that managed the prison were not independent, but were shared with a server in a police station in the city, which saved a lot of money.

As mentioned before, these prisons are aimed at making profits, saving as much as possible, and all decisions are based on making money.

Han Xuan and Balze walked out talking and laughing, and suddenly they found that the lights of a building were on. Just when he thought the danger was eliminated, he didn't know that the iron doors in the buildings were automatically opened.

Inside the building, the prisoners were puzzled and walked out in groups of three to ask each other what was going on.

At this moment, the alarm bell rang, and more than a dozen prison guards patrolling the building quickly blew a whistle to let them all go in.

Most of the people who are detained in this building are serious crimes, and the sentences are generally very long. Some of them are also death row and life imprisonment prisoners. It is almost impossible for them to go out alive in their lives. Even if they go out, they are probably already seventy-eighty.

When the prisoners heard the alarm, they immediately realized that the accident had occurred. They were bullied too much by the prison guards and had no good feelings for them at all. One by one, the prisoners wearing orange clothes walked out cheering and screaming, ready to "play games" to create a riot.

Because they were afraid of the prison guards being taken away by guns, these prison guards only wore batons and electric guns. They were useless in the face of hundreds of bandits who escaped from the cell and were soon knocked to the ground. The prisoners punched and kicked them, and they had no intention of hiding their hands and were all trying to kill them.

There were screams before, but there was no movement in a short while. It was said that the prisoners knew this truth deeply.

As a result, more than one death occurred.

There are grievances, revenge, and the chaos is mixed together. The prison guards and prisoners have fallen down. Toothbrushes or wooden sticks are inserted into the chests of some people, blood spreads, and when others step on them, red footprints will appear when walking, spreading all over the ground.

Just as they were making trouble, the security door of the building was also opened.

The prisoners looked at each other, and a bold idea came to their hearts. They were all familiar with the road. As long as they opened the outermost gate, there was a possibility of escaping. There was no way to catch so many people.

Someone shouted "Prison escape!" and echoes came one after another. There had been no riots in the Los Angeles County Prison for a long time, and the special police have not yet reacted.

The technician of Oracle Company has arrived in Los Angeles. Faced with extremely fierce attacks, these people are not enough, and they are in a hurry and can't solve the problem.

The system has just been installed, and the prisoners are not familiar with various early warning plans. The mayor of Los Angeles, who heard about this, was in a dark state.

When Han Xuan heard the movement in the prison and saw the orange-red clothes coming and going from the window, he immediately knew that something had happened in the building and could still see someone running out of the window on the first floor, roaring towards the sky, probably "for freedom".

"Hurry up! Hide first, I'll let someone drive in!"

Gabriel shouted, and saw an orange-red figure running towards this side, reached out to take out a gun from the back, and shot into the sky. When the gunshots were heard, the bandits fell down.

A blood-red handprint appeared on the door, and another prison guard was killed. When the door opened, a torrent of orange-red prisoners continued to flow out of the building.

"I'm so fucking, this time it's a big trouble." Han Xuan's eyes widened and murmured to himself
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