Wine and Gun

Chapter 434

Herstal really has no appetite, on the one hand, because the plate is filled with gān and rough bread and some kind of paste that can't tell what food it is when it arrives. It is said that this thing is cereal, but it looks real Not so much -- that's what inmates at the New Tucker Federal Penitentiary eat for breakfast.

On the other hand, the "effects" brought about by being a clinical volunteer of the experiment quickly became apparent, and they were mainly manifested in abdominal bloating, anorexia, lethargy, nausea and - the most worrying point for many volunteers, the so-called "Male Dignity" section - loss of libido, erectile dysfunction.

At this juncture, Herstal still remembered Albarino's "does the pianist have an erectile dysfunction" joke at the time, so he got a weird sense of humor from it.

Herstal could not speak of liking the way the drug changed his physical state, and he knew that the most obvious side effects of these drugs had yet to manifest; flutamide can cause feminization of the male rǔ, pain in the rǔ, severe cases It may even lead to overflow.

But he still thinks it would be foolish to give up an upcoming opportunity for this kind of discomfort or worldly gaze - physical discomfort can be overcome, but for a long time in the future, he may only have such a chance to transfer to an ordinary cell.

Moreover, this incident has undoubtedly brought Herstal a lot of convenience, including but not limited to better cells, the right to desertion to the prison infirmary for medical examinations while others are working: Jenny Griffin's colleague Duden Koos, who was recently stationed at a federal prison, was responsible for keeping a daily record of the volunteers' physical conditions and providing them with a new day's worth of medication.

As for the experimental data that Griffin most wants to see: whether their drugs can reduce the prisoners' bào tendency, it is still inconclusive. As far as Herstal knew, he was not in the same district as the other volunteers, and as far as he was concerned, no one was bothering him yet.

At this moment, the letters in his hand that have been opened and checked by the prison guards are all thanks to the preferential treatment brought to him by his status as a volunteer for the trial, otherwise he would never be able to take them smoothly. to these letters.

Truth be told, Herstal was not particularly interested in these letters, as if he were not interested in his breakfast either. After he was in prison, he got a lot of crazy fans of the pianist, and another lot of people who wanted the pianist to hell send letters to him - strange, WLPD hasn't even confirmed that he is really a pianist - — which caused a crushed, skinned dead hamster to fall out of the envelope when he opened the letter one day, and stain the trousers of his orange prison uniform with blood.

Just as Herstal was poking at the mush on the plate with the spoon in his hand and considering whether to pack the letters without reading, a thick, heavily shaved hand slammed the A stack of letters was swiped from him.

Herstal looked up slowly, without even bothering to put the spoon down. Pfister, who was sitting beside him, shrank back and cursed something in a low voice.

The person standing in front of him now is a tall, bald man with a very rough indigo tattoo on his face, but it's hard to tell what the tattoo is. Herstal had some impressions of this person: on the first day after he was transferred to this district, Pfister was very enthusiastic about introducing him to the intricate forces in the East District, and this guy was mentioned among them.

The "East Zone" of the New Tuckel Federal Prison holds a total of fifty inmates, most of whom belong to the four prison gangs that have flourished in Westland: the "Latin King" and the "Mexican Mafia" are the main recruits. The gang of Latino prisoners, the former is a branch derived from the famous Chicago Latin King gang, while the latter originated from Southern California, and is now one of the largest prison gangs in the United States, and of course it also affects Westland; The "Street Hurricanes" are Westland's local black prison gang, which has a sizable base given the proportion of blacks on the streets of Westland; the "Brotherhood of Titus" is a Caucasian group that promotes extreme Racist gangster.

"You've never been in prison before, you don't know how bad things are here."

That's what Fista told Hestal as they stood on the playground on his first day in the East End. The blond young man's eyes swept across the open space in front of him, and most of the other prisoners who were released were gathered in a group of seven or eight, looking at each other vigilantly.

Herstal didn't say anything at the time, and Festa continued to say with interest: "You see, those who get together, a group represents a different gang. They don't like each other, and they can serve the prison. Any hard currency in there is going to be a big fight... I bet 60 percent of them have a knife in their mouth or in their rectum."

——And the big man standing in front of Herstal now is a well-known thug in the Latin King Gang. Fiesta told Herstal before that this man was called "Saw" Jack.

At this moment, Jack "Saw" was looking down at Herstal sitting at the table with his proud height. He grinned unpleasantly and asked, "Westland pianist, eh?"

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