Uncle, let me give you a hug

The day Jiang Zimo entered the juvenile detention center, the sky was very clear and blue, with no clouds in the sky.

The towering high walls on both sides of the iron gate separated a world composed of juvenile delinquents. If you only look at the surface, everyone here is still a child.

Jiang Zimo was taken to meet several "teachers", everyone here called them "teachers", and they were just like the teachers in the school, kind-hearted and amiable.

Then Jiang Zimo was taken to the dormitory, where there were eight people, seven young boys of about the same age.

Jiang Zimo threw his schoolbag on his bed, lay down on it, and closed his eyes.

The other seven boys glanced at each other, and then surrounded them.

"Get up." One of the boys yelled.

Jiang Zimo opened his eyes and looked at them, not quite understanding what they meant.

"On the first day you come in, we will teach you the rules." The broad-faced boy who is a head taller than Jiang Zimo said with a smile, "You look like a rich man, white and tender, I am afraid that at home, your family will hold you up." They grew up, but they are all the same here. None of us have two or three cases in our hands, and we have everything from big to small."

He seemed to have told a joke. After he himself laughed, the others also laughed.

Jiang Zimo didn't think it was funny, he frowned, sat up, and looked at him coldly.

"Yeah?" The man with a wide face yelled strangely, glanced at his "brother" behind him, then grabbed Jiang Zimo's hair and dragged him off the bed to the ground.

"Do you think this is still a school, boy?" The broad-faced man smiled and kicked hard, then sat down on the bed with a big brother style, waved his big hand, and said, "You all go up and teach him, the teacher said We want to 'help each other', we explain the regulations here to new comrades and partners."

The other people laughed, and they picked up the person skillfully together, first pressed their heads hard and smashed it against the wall. After the blow, the person would be much more obedient and resist perhaps a lot less. The tricks are very familiar.

They followed the previous procedures to give the new partner all the time, and they also used towels or socks to cover the mouth of the new partner during the process, so that the new partner could not make a sound.

They were all excited when they were doing this, as if whoever had an extra punch and whoever had an extra kick was better than others.The pride of a teenager and the self-esteem that a person should have are all obtained from these punches.

No one thinks it's wrong, everyone will become one of them after the initial period of being bullied, the more powerful ones will become the dorm bullies, and the more powerful ones will become the ones in the whole institute. Pa.

They flattered each other and complimented each other, as if they had become a copy version of the Aberdeen underworld, and they were very, very proud of it.

So after beating people up and completing the first task of welcoming the newcomers, they lay down on their beds and fell asleep, arms shaking.

After a long time, after all the lights in the dormitory were turned off, the person lying on the ground moved.He stood up with difficulty supporting the wall, his slow movements made his bones crack, but he didn't groan.

He stood up and glanced at the people lying on the iron frame bed one by one. The light in the corridor from the window made him remember the faces of every roommate on the first day.

In just one month, he suffered more and more injuries, but at the same time, several of his roommates did not dare to touch him anymore.

A month later.

Xia Fuxuan was assigned a task on the first day he came to Jincheng Juvenile Detention Center, because he came from a military family, and his knowledge and abilities were not comparable to children of the same age, let alone these juvenile delinquents.

Mr. Zhang, who taught the ideological and political class at the juvenile management office, patted Xia Fuxuan on the shoulder and said, "It's just in time for you to come, help me talk to Jiang Zimo. No one will listen to what an old man like me says, you It’s different, you’re two or three years older than them, and there’s no generation gap, so go talk to them, and don’t let these kids go astray after they go out.”

Xia Fuxuan nodded, he asked to come here without telling his family, otherwise the family would not agree.But he has a reason to come, so he is very happy to assign him some tasks.

Teacher Zhang took him to a room. There was only a table and two chairs facing each other in the middle of the room, and a teenager sat on one chair.The young man's eyes were fierce, and the exposed skin on his body was covered with bruises.

Teacher Zhang sighed when he saw him, but Jiang Zimo was not moved at all.

"Fuxuan and you are all about the same age, so you should have a good chat." Teacher Zhang waved his hand and went out.

Xia Fuxuan looked at the person in front of him, and said, "Jiang Zimo, right? I'm Xia Fuxuan."

Xia Fuxuan was wearing simple casual clothes today, his hair was specially done, and his clothes were also specially selected. He looked at the black stain on the remaining chair, thought for a while and didn't sit down.

Jiang Zimo lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Xia Fuxuan frowned. He knew that when He Ruan was coming to the juvenile detention center, he had investigated the juvenile detention center. After knowing what kind of people were there, he immediately followed him desperately. .

He Ruan was kind-hearted, and Xia Fuxuan was afraid that she would get hurt if she lowered her vigilance in front of these children whose hands were stained with crime.Jincheng Juvenile Management Center was established to accept juvenile offenders from the beginning. It is different from other juvenile detention centers in the name of re-education. Jincheng Juvenile Management Center is a prison, but the prisoners here are all underage. .

People here will still go to prison when they become adults in the juvenile detention center, so don't expect any unscrupulous people here.

Xia Fuxuan had read the profile of Jiang Zimo, a 15-year-old murderer.No matter what the process is, once a person has killed someone, his conscience and morality will be broken, and he will remember the feeling when he killed someone for the rest of his life, and at some point these feelings will come straight to your mind .Killing again became inevitable.

"Your family must have known the purpose of sending you to the juvenile prison. Since you have been released by the court, as long as you stay here for two years without causing trouble, you will be sent back. You keep fighting and making trouble. After two years You don't have to go out either."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Zimo sneered.

"It doesn't matter to you, what about your family members? Your parents are gone, so why don't you let them live underground?"

Jiang Zimo suddenly turned the table over, and the whole cup of tea on the table spilled onto Xia Fuxuan's pants.Xia Fuxuan's face immediately darkened, the body he was wearing specially was dirty by a brat before meeting He Ruan.

No matter how calm he was, Jiang Zimo was two years older in the final analysis, and he was still a minor, so his anger rose sharply.

His clothes were already stained, so he simply ignored it.As soon as he focused his eyes, he grabbed Jiang Zimo's shoulder, but Jiang Zimo dodged it sideways.Jiang Zimo kicked back quickly, and the black print on the sole of the shoe was printed on Xia Fuxuan's white shirt.

Xia Fuxuan has practiced physical strength and skills with his father and uncle since he was a child. Unexpectedly, a careless child was injured by the thin child in front of him.

Xia Fuxuan put away his casual attitude, he no longer hesitated this time, and shot with all his strength, his skills were trained professionally since he was a child, and Jiang Zimo couldn't fight them for a month, so Jiang Zimo only took two shots. I can't handle it anymore.

Xia Fuxuan cut his hands back, bent his knees against Jiang Zimo's back, and said coldly, "It's too early if you want to fight me."

"During the time I'm in the juvenile detention center, you'd better be good. Don't let me hear that you hurt someone again. I won't be soft." Xia Fuxuan thought that his amiable face could not subdue Jiang Zimo at all, so he directly Threatened, Jiang Zimo couldn't beat him anyway.

As long as He Ruan was around and Jiang Zimo could behave himself and not cause trouble, he would not teach him a lesson.

"What are you guys doing?" He Ruan pushed the door open and came in, seeing such a scene.

Xia Fuxuan was taken aback, and quickly let go, Jiang Zimo took advantage of this gap, and punched back with his backhand, hitting Xia Fuxuan in the eye.It was the first time in Xia Fuxuan's life that he suffered such a big loss, and he almost went back without thinking.

The two rolled round and round on the ground in a disorderly manner, He Ruan tried to persuade him to no avail, and finally called other teachers to fight together.

The first time Xia Fuxuan hugged someone and beat him on the ground like a monkey, it turned out to be with a thin child, but this happened in front of his sweetheart, it almost became the shame of his life.

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