On that day, in the Mandunson Prison.

For the first time in history, the conflicting parties were detained together without encountering a second clash.

The slightly shorter youth appeared rather average, with nothing particularly discernible about him.

The other three individuals, on the other hand, appeared somewhat solemn.

The prison guard who released them wore a surprised expression, confirming their suspicions. It became clear that the police were indeed fueling the escalation of their conflicts.

They were locked inside for three days, and after coming out, they never spoke again.

As for what exactly they said at that time...

Only a few of them knew.

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Soon, it was time for the new recruits to be assigned.

Area A is clearly very big.

But in reality, the number of people assigned was not as many as imagined.

Without any surprises, he became the first person to be called upon. The one who called his name was the policewoman with D-cup breasts from that day. When she called out his name, she even cast a look that seemed to approve of him.

This made Zuo You feel bewildered.

When both sides' people had been allocated, the policewoman covered the list and then pointed to the direction behind her.

"I believe that more than half of you here will develop a liking for Zone A. In particular, I have high hopes for number 2023. Don't disappoint me," said the policewoman, gesturing left and right. The appearance of those on both sides fit her taste perfectly, arousing certain thoughts within her as well.

Other prison guards naturally understood that in a place like this, the majority of inmates were either despicable or vulgar men. Someone as attractive as Zuo You was highly sought after.

However, for this group of newcomers who had only been sentenced to death for just over a month, her words just now were truly hard to digest.

Make a Death Row inmate fall in love with prison?

What kind of joke is this? Moreover, as a prison guard, her recent actions are completely inappropriate no matter how you look at it.

Doubts arose.

The answer, I believe, is not far away.

One by one, line up and follow me." Sure enough, soon enough, prison guards came over to lead the way.

Carefully trace the route without leaving any trace.

The layout of the prison, in fact, he had already seen it back at the police station.

But as he had expected, many places had been rebuilt in here.

The map in their hands is completely unreliable.

He remembered the newcomer area fairly well, but the crucial points were definitely in Zone A.

Ever since entering this place, Zuo You's nerves have been tense, afraid of missing even the slightest bit of information and afraid of overlooking any crucial details.

Even when sleeping, he hoped to find some useful information, even if it was just a tiny bit.

It's true, I never thought about it.

They would meet so soon.

And the legendary Warden-sama.

In this term, and it was also the only term, the warden of Manderson Prison was held by someone from their own country.

His excellence was once the pride of the entire nation.

They entered a brightly lit room that resembled a church.

The man on the podium sat in a wheelchair.

Laughing with warmth.

"Salute to the warden." It was only after being reminded by the prison guard beside him that he realized, indeed, it was the warden.

Without a hurry, he narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the man for a long time before bending down.

This warden, sir, has a name with a strong Chinese style.

His name is Duan Jinghong.

The photos he saw were all of his younger self. As for him now… how should I put it, he has gained a lot of irritating depth.

It deeply grasped something that seemed useless at first glance.

Crafty and cunning.

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses hid the things hidden deep within his eyes.

Just a glance was all it took for everyone to understand that the various records once set by Duan Jinghong were indeed true.

Even if he didn't do anything at all from beginning to end, just sitting there, even if sitting in a wheelchair, one could still sense that this man was extraordinary.

Suddenly, a man's figure interrupted the observations from the left and right. He walked from below the stage to the stage.

Ding ding stood firmly, behind Duan Jinghong.