The Whip of the God of Basketball

After the trial, when he returned to the detention center, Leon packed his personal belongings—two pieces of unlined clothing, a pair of sneakers, plus two hundred dollars and a lighter.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, he, together with several petty criminals, boarded the detention vehicle and began to go to the place where he was serving his sentence—the MCI Correctional and Incarceration Center south of Boston.

It is not a brilliant idea to go to prison to avoid the pursuit of the Irish gang. Relying on Fan Chen's intelligence and Leon's body, it is not an impossible task to deal with Frank and them in Boston.

But Fan Chen didn't want his new life to become a gangster drama of fighting wits and bravery with gangsters. He would rather send himself to prison and let Fox-Leon completely cut off contact with the outside world so that his consciousness could be in harmony with the outside world. This body is completely fused together.

So far, Fan Chen often still has the feeling of trance that only occurs when he is dreaming. The consciousness seems to be separated from the body. This is related to the inability of the new consciousness to match the memory of the original body.

It is obviously a calm, rational and extremely agile consciousness, but it is connected with a muddled and muddled memory of life, it is no wonder it is not chaotic.

Although the environment in the prison is harsh, but the life is regular, single and poor. Fan Chen feels that this strong body on the outside has become more and more empty inside due to years of boxing, drinking, gambling and sex. Said, is intolerable.

Fan Chen hopes that during the two months in prison, while avoiding troubles in society, he can truly regenerate his body and consciousness.

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In the detention vehicle, sitting next to Leon was a small black man. He was also sentenced to two months in prison for stealing, but this guy was not a headache, but a habitual offender.

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He was sitting next to Leon, humming a song of unknown tune and shaking his head, as if he was not going to prison, but to go on an outing by car.

Soon he noticed Leon, because compared with the other dejected guys in the car, Leon calmly seemed to be driving to work, so he leaned forward and whispered: "Hey buddy, it seems that you are going in for the first time. , want some cigarettes? I can get them, my name is Simon, Simon-Carlyle."

Leon squinted at the little black man, looked at his expression and thought: "The black man is about 5 feet 7 tall, and his eyes look sincere, but it shows that he has a ghost in his heart. His skin is a little dry, and his nose will be unconscious. Twitching, probably a drug addict, such a guy doesn't have any good ideas in his belly."

The little black man would not have thought that in just a short glance, Leon had already seen his background thoroughly.

Simon Carlyle himself doesn't know how many times he has been in prison. Half of his life was stolen and drugged, and the other half was spent in prison. A petty prison like the MCI Correctional Center is like a second home for him.

But this second home is a little bad, the goods are hard to get. Of course Carlisle knows the way in the prison, but he needs money, so every time before going to prison, he will hook up a few newcomers to take advantage of him, so that he can get money inside. buy goods.

This time he focused on Leon, because among the six people in the same car, only Leon was a new face.

Although Fox-Leon's life is decadent and corrupt, his legal record is very good. He has never committed any crimes. After being possessed by Fan Chen, he will experience prison life for the first time.

"Are you from the Irish Gang?" Leon asked after glancing at Carlisle.

Carlisle glanced at Leon with an exaggerated unbelievable expression, then shook his head and said softly: "Are you a fool? How can there be black people in the Irish gang? I am Rick Marvin's subordinate..."

Most of Boston is of Irish descent, and the racial discrimination is quite serious. For example, in this detention car, there are only Carlisle, a black man, and Leon, a mixed race. The other four are all fair-haired white people. This is why Carlisle came to Leon. one.

When Carlisle heard Leon's question, he guessed that Leon might have a dispute with the Irish Gang, which increased Carlisle's interest in him, and Leon needed a guide in prison, so the two had their own ideas. People hitchhiked in the detention car.

More than two hours later, at dinner time, a car of people arrived at the destination, MCI Correction Center. It is located in the southwest of Boer Town, ****, and it is a modern prison that combines correction and imprisonment functions.

After arriving at the prison, Leon and his party underwent a body search and handed over their personal belongings, then underwent a simple health check and sanitation and disinfection work, changed into orange prison uniforms, and began his short prison career.

Everyone in the prison has a single room. Although the room number is not spacious, it is not dark and humid. On the contrary, it is dry and ventilated. The environment is not bad, and all kinds of basic daily necessities are readily available.

Because they missed the dinner time, Fan Chen and his party were arranged to have a meal alone in the cafeteria. The cafeteria is very large and spacious, and the dishes are also very good, including chicken salad, ham, fried eggs, and some grilled lamb chops—although grilled The ones weren't too tasty.

Simon-Carlyle is quite familiar with this place, this is already the fifth time he has come here to serve his sentence, and he even said hello to the chef in the cafeteria during the meal. After eating, they were taken back to the number cell to rest. The bedtime in the prison is always very early.

This is good for Leon, since he crossed into this body in the boxing ring on the night of the 1st, knocked out his opponent in the boxing ring, injured Mark Willis and his party, and went to the nightclub in the North District to make trouble and was arrested by the police. He was interrogated and then tried in court. In a few days, he didn't have a good night's sleep at all.

Sometimes Leon feels that maybe he will lie down and sleep well, and when he wakes up the next day, he will find himself lying on a bed in a big hotel in Shanghai, and the headache after waking up will come as expected, and everything will return to normal , I became Fan Chen again.

That night, Leon slept very deeply. There was nothing around the prison except for a water tower and a few woods. It was very quiet in the middle of the night. Leon dreamed of his mother when he was a child, dreamed of his blurred father Matthews, dreamed of To the madness of the Celtics' championship night in 1986 and the death of their mother, the dream of the riots in Boston after the Red Sox lost the championship, the dream of the first girlfriend, the first intimate contact......

Awakened by the sharp whistle in the morning, Leon found himself covered in sweat. He looked around, white walls, wooden cabinets, sinks, and got up to look in the mirror. He was still a black-haired mixed-race boy. At this moment, he understood, He is no longer Fan Chen, but only Fox Leon.

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The management of American prisons is not as strict as imagined, especially in prisons for light criminals like MCI. After completing simple morning exercises and eating a decent breakfast, they enter free time. Some people choose to exercise, and some choose to read books. Reading books in the library, some people will go to the court to play, and of course some restless guys will gather together to do something.

Simon Carlyle was one of them. He quickly found an organization in the prison, a small prison group composed of people of color in prison. Carlyle also pulled Leon into it.

The leader of the small group is a black old man in his fifties named Samar Simmons. He is an old gambler. Sentenced to fifteen years in prison, the sentence was commuted three years ago and sent to the MCI Correctional Center. Because of his cunning and leadership skills, he became the leader of the MCI group of colored people.

Because he is flexible in handling things and good at making money, this guy is one of the few guys in MCI who can get the goods, so he is very popular. Naturally, addicts like Carlisle will find him as soon as they come in, and get a head.

Leon looks tall and strong, he is a good little boy, and Simmons, who is quite well informed, soon learned that this guy just destroyed the result of the boxing match of the leader of the Irish Gang in the Southern District a few days ago, and severely injured three Beater's amateur boxer Fox-Leon.

"You are amazing. You dared to fight against Frank, and you went to prison to avoid being hunted down. I heard that the legend of you is spreading throughout the South Side of Boston. How did you knock Kleiman down with one punch? How did you solve three in the toilet? There are thugs, and there is Mark Willis." Simmons said to Leon with a somewhat gloating tone, and the blacks in Boston will always hate the Irish Gang.

Leon looked at the little old man in front of him without saying a word, sitting on the stone platform in the playground, pretending to be majestic and dignified when speaking, and deliberately turned up the collar of the prison uniform slightly, but kept holding his hands Together, shuffle a deck of playing cards back and forth.

"Gambler." Leon crossed a word in his mind. From Simmons's performance, Leon guessed that this guy was probably a gambler. He had the bluff temperament unique to a gambler. up to this point.

"Mr. Simmons, I want to make a bet with you." Leon said suddenly.

"What?" Simmons was taken aback. He didn't expect that this guy wanted to bet with him when he first came here. It seemed that he didn't know that he was the number one gambler in MCI.

"I bet that the sum of the first three cards in your hand does not exceed 21 points. If I win, you have to do me a favor. If I lose, I will follow you." Leon said confidently .

Simmons rolled his eyes and thought about the cards in his hand. He remembered that the first card should be a queen of clubs, which already had 12 points. The possibility of the other two cards adding up to more than 9 points should be very high, so he ordered Nodded, and took out the three cards and placed them on the stone platform.

The people around stretched their necks to look at it. Simmons turned over the first card, and it turned out to be a queen of clubs, 12 o'clock. The guys around all booed, thinking that Leon was going to die this time.

Turn over the second one, it is a square 8! These two cards already had 20 points. Simmons squinted at Leon, with an expression of "you will have to listen to me from now on", and at the same time turned over the third card, but unexpectedly, he exclaimed.

An ace of spades! 12 points, 8 points, 1 point, add up to exactly 21 points, and Leon said that the sum of the three points does not exceed 21 points, 21 points are naturally included, and Leon won. Simmons' face turned from sunny to cloudy. He didn't expect to be embarrassed by this kid when he first arrived, but he pouted his lips and held back his breath and said, "Good luck, welcome, welcome, you won."

"It's not luck. Since I won, I have to win something back. Do me a favor." Leon said with a smile. Simmons would not have imagined that standing in front of him was not a thug, but a natural gambler.