I wasn't afraid of getting into trouble. Anyway, I acted bravely and someone testified for me, so I was justified.
When they arrived at the police station, they investigated and soon understood what was going on.
The boy started by beating people, which was considered to be provoking trouble. After some education, his attitude became quite arrogant. As a result, he was detained for seven days and the nurse was compensated 5,000 yuan.
This is because the little nurse didn't blackmail him, otherwise even ten thousand yuan wouldn't stop him.
So don’t act like a coward outside. Isn’t this a big price to pay for a slap of five thousand yuan, plus seven days of squatting on a fence?
I never expected that after taking care of that kid, it would be my turn.
Although I acted bravely, my attack was a bit harsh and the boy's nose was broken. Since I was trying to save people, I was not fined and was detained for three days.
This is a bit fucked up, why am I being detained too?
But people said that from a moral perspective, what I did was right, but from a legal perspective, what I did was considered harming others.
A bunch of people tried to plead with me but it was useless. I could not escape even if I received an administrative detention certificate.
In this way, I was ruthlessly detained as an outgoing disciple, a good citizen who acted bravely for justice, and a good contemporary young man who stood up to fight against evil forces in order to protect weak women.
Three days is not a long time, I thought to myself, just treat it as a life experience. Anyway, it passed quickly. Who should I hold back?
In fact, don't underestimate the three-day detention period. It didn't have much impact on me, and it didn't leave a criminal record. It passed quickly.
But this is considered a disaster in prison. If I stay here for three days, it will be like getting rid of the disaster.
The little nurse even cried and said it was all because of her that she had caused trouble for me. She even asked the police station officer if they could detain me on my behalf.
This girl is nice, but it is impossible to replace detention. I comforted her a few words and said it was nothing. I used to go to detention centers often and it was a common occurrence.
She was a little shocked, so without saying anything, she ran out and bought me a lot of food and stuffed me with money.
I didn't ask for the money, but kept the food because I had heard that the food in the detention center was terrible.
But I never expected that I would eat up all the food on the second day after entering the detention center.
It happened to be breakfast time, but please don’t think that eating in the detention center is always in the cafeteria.
Yes, there is a canteen, but basically everyone eats in the dormitories.
On the first morning, as soon as breakfast was served, I was speechless.
A bowl of porridge, a steamed bun, and a radish stick.
Isn't this too tragic?
Fortunately, I had a lot of food, so I took out the bread sausage and ate it next to it.
There were a total of twelve people in the dormitory, including me, and none of them looked right.
I haven't figured out how these people got in, but most of them don't look like good people.
Think about it, which good person can be detained?
I didn't know much about it at that time, so I thought that the only people who could stay here would be those who were fighting, right?
When I saw that the group of people were looking at me, they couldn't eat alone, so I took the initiative, took out the food and shared it with everyone.
That big bag of stuff, these guys finished it for me in one go.
But this also shortened the distance. Once everyone saw that I was also on the road, they all started chatting with me.
I don’t know if I don’t talk about it, but I’m really shocked when I talk about it.
Apart from me, among the other people, the ones with relatively minor incidents were fights, those who sold controlled knives, those who applied for fake certificates, those with XD, those with PCs...
Sure enough, they are not good people.
There is also a drunk driver, who is about thirty-five or six years old. I heard that he has been here for more than ten days. Everyone joked that he still hasn’t sobered up and is in a daze all day long.
In fact, those who squat here are considered to have minor injuries, and those who suffer from serious injuries will go to the detention center.
After getting to know each other, the group of people chatted here and there, and the time passed quickly.
There are also three meals a day here. At noon, there is white rice and a bowl of stew. The stew is basically soup. There are no vegetables or oil in sight.
Dinner was rice and stew, just like lunch, but maybe I was lucky enough to find a piece of fat in the stew.
I'm not picky about food, so it's nice to have free food, so Xilihulu ate everything and went to bed.
At this time, the buddy who applied for a fake certificate came over quietly and asked me to be careful when I went to bed at night.
I was a little confused, could there be something ulterior to this place?
What happens when you sleep at night?
He didn't mention it directly, but just told me to pay attention. If I heard any strange noises or saw anything strange, just ignore it.
Well, when he said this, my train of thought couldn't help but become distorted.
I looked at the dozen or so people in the dormitory and thought: Could it be that there are "gays" here who have some special hobbies?
I've heard of this kind of thing before, but most of them are in prisons or detention centers. Logically speaking, detention centers are all for short-term detention. Are there people doing this?
I felt a little nauseous and a little scared for no reason. I didn't dare to take off my clothes when I went to sleep, so I covered myself tightly with the quilt.
I quietly looked at these people in the dormitory, thinking who could be the one with special hobbies?
No, this kind of thing definitely doesn’t involve one person, at least two people...
I was thinking wildly, and as soon as the sleepiness came over, I couldn't hold my eyelids open, so I fell asleep in a daze.
Because I was worried, I didn't sleep well that night, and I was woken up by a mosquito coming next to me.
I don't have the habit of wearing a watch, and I can't bring my cell phone into the detention center. I don't know what time it is, but I guess it must be late at night, right?
After looking at the people around him, it seemed that there was nothing unsightly happening. Everyone was fast asleep on their beds.
I couldn't help but glance at the guy who applied for a fake certificate. He didn't seem to be asleep either. He was huddled under the quilt, with only one head exposed. He was snoring like thunder, but he didn't move at all.
Strange, what does he seem to be afraid of?
I wondered for a while, but finally couldn't stand it and fell asleep again.
After an unknown amount of time, I vaguely heard the sound of grinding teeth. The crunching was very harsh and not far from me.
At the same time, the temperature in the dormitory seemed to have dropped a bit, and I felt a little cold even under the quilt.
This season, it shouldn’t be.
So I woke up and quietly looked aside.
Soon I discovered that the man grinding his teeth was none other than the drunk driver.
His case is much more serious than mine and he has to stay here for fifteen days.
He grinded his teeth for a while, which made the person in the bed next to him wake up. He stretched out his feet from the bed and kicked him.
The eldest brother stopped grinding his teeth, turned over, and snored again.
The man who kicked him muttered something, covered himself with a quilt and continued to sleep.
But at this moment, I suddenly discovered that there was a dark figure standing next to the drunk driver.
This man was of medium height, his face could not be seen clearly, he was wearing a gray cloth coat and a black top hat on his head.
