Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 174 Private Prison
If we only look at this proposal and the feasibility report, private prisons should not be too good.

The government has little money, so don't worry about it.

Private capital can get more cheap labor, and at the same time apply the wisdom of entrepreneurs to social management services to create economic benefits;
As for prisoners, in private prison factories, they can also learn skills and will not be disconnected from society. They will be able to support themselves after they are released from prison!

When prison enterprises have output, they can also pay taxes, which are used to fill up the subsidies given by the government, forming a perfect closed loop, almost perfect!
Such a good thing, but Lin Jiajun shook the report in his hand half-jokingly, and asked: "Li Sir, whoever made such a suggestion, do you want me to shoot him?"

The whole report seems reasonable, but if you think about it a little, you will know that it is actually fart!
Because institutions like prisons are not meant to serve the economy and create benefits at all!
Prisons are for punishing prisoners!

Punishment, warning, and at most education.

To measure prisons by whether they can make money is completely putting the cart before the horse.

It is also expensive to raise the army. Is it true that the government will stop raising it and let private capital raise it?The police are also expensive. Is the police station contracted to private individuals?
joke!

Taking a step back, even the so-called 'economic benefits' are nonsense.

After the operation of private prisons in the United States, instead of reducing the burden on the government, they have created a group of "prison chaebols" who, through various reasons, bribed political brokers, lobbied the authorities, and constantly asked the government for money. Government management costs, and even affect politics.

Prisoners did not live better because of this, and the death rate in custody increased significantly.

About five or six years ago, a large-scale fighting broke out in a private prison for gang members in the Cactus Country. The two sides were able to behead and dismember their bodies under the watchful eyes of the prison guards. Hundreds of people were killed and injured overnight. , Almost the entire prison was boiling.

The private prisons in the Great Beautiful Country are not much better. Ordinary prisoners are not as good as dogs. Prisons for powerful people are like vacationing in a five-star hotel, where you can keep a few women for a long time.

What are you going to do with such a prison?
After all, only private capital really benefits: Compared with workers whose salaries are tens of thousands or even tens of thousands, and who are protected by various labor laws, prison inmates without any protection are simply delicacies, better than slaves use.

In addition, in the name of building private prisons, you can also obtain a large amount of cheap land and various preferential policies for factories...

To put it on a deeper level, prisons belong to the police system,
If private capital can get involved in prisons today, can it extend its claws to the police force tomorrow?

The entire investigation report is not only farting, but also harboring evil intentions!

"Yeah, this kind of thing, in your position, everyone knows it can't be done, and the big bosses above know it's not feasible, so they just played games. The Kokubun Prison is a pilot."

Li Wenbin's tone was full of sarcasm.

The so-called pilot, in theory, if it is done well, it will be promoted, and if it is not done well, it will be stopped.

What about in practice?

Anyone with a little bit of social experience knows that the so-called good or bad is not based on facts, but depends on whose voice is loud enough!

With a large amount of capital behind it, the influence has penetrated to all levels including the media, and with a lot of money to open the way, 1 "bad" can be covered up, and one "good" can be publicized , as a model to establish.

Once a fait accompli is formed, it is tantamount to opening a door for 'private prisons';

Once a private prison is established, it is equivalent to opening a door for private capital to enter the police circle.

"So, now the police need to get clear evidence to prove that there is a big problem in this Kokubun Prison! To prove that private prisons are definitely not feasible!" Li Wenbin said.

"Did Chen Jincheng die on the way to Kokubun Prison?" Lin Jiajun said.

He sort of understood,

The fact that the police did not investigate Chen Jincheng does not mean that they cannot investigate the Kokubu Prison.

Thinking deeply, why should Chen Jincheng be transferred from Stanley, which has well-equipped facilities, to the newly established Kokubu Prison, which is full of loopholes?

Game, here I make a step, there I will go further.

However, these are what a so-called 'chess player' should think about. As an inspector, he doesn't need to think so much.

"The question is, with my status, is it appropriate for me to go to Kokubun Prison?" he asked.

Even Zhu Mei'e said that she is very popular now, and she was transferred to prison for no reason. Everyone can see that there is a problem.

"Look at this."

Li Wenbin took out another newspaper,
The headline was about Lin Jiajun. The police pointed guns at people in the street and forced them to take unknown drugs.

However, the date is tomorrow?

"My informant who works in the media gave me the wind, saying that someone is going to make a fuss about this matter and punish you. So today I came to ask for your opinion in advance. If you are willing to investigate, then make a play, borrow For this reason, I will demote you; if you are unwilling..."

Li Wenbin glanced at 'Tomorrow's Newspaper', "I'll find a way to suppress it."

Lin Jiajun thought for a while and said, "Li Sir, how can it be so simple? With my current status, even if I am demoted to prison, people will definitely guard against me. Where can I find any useful information? Since it is a show, then Just do the whole thing, just take off my police uniform and go to Kokubu as a prisoner."

Li Wenbin was taken aback: "Then what about your safety?"

"Is it safe to be a prison guard? How did the police in Stanley die before? As long as there are prisoners willing to resist, the prison guards are also in danger."

Lin Jiajun smiled: "However, Li Sir, you are right, you still have to keep a hand on safety issues."

……

……

In the next few days, a series of changes occurred in the police force.

First of all, a gossip media on Hong Kong Island broke the news that the recently popular young inspector Lin Jiajun violated the law and enforced the law, and then a lawyer complained, holding a lot of evidence, to sue Lin Jiajun;

Without waiting for the internal investigation of the police force to be clear, Lin Jiajun single-handedly smashed the opponent's newspaper office, and broke the leg of Li Fatty, the "target" who violated the law before, the behind-the-scenes boss of the newspaper office, and one of Hongxing's twelve fitmen. !
Once again, he fired a gun in front of everyone, and the bullet shot directly into his thigh!

Uproar!

The police retaliated against the media, smashed up other people's newspapers, and broke people's legs?

It makes people feel that they have returned to the dark age of the four major detectives.

Even in that era, the police had to find a suitable excuse to punish people, or do it in private. How could someone like Lin Jiajun rush into the newspaper office and shoot?

The media was shocked and the top police officers were outraged.

Immediately afterwards, the Hong Kong Island News also published an article, explaining clearly why Lin Jiajun violated the law and fired impulsively.

Brother and sister depended on each other in the orphanage, grew up to be self-sufficient, met the son-in-law and were drugged...

With the blessing of this story, Lin Jiajun's behavior cast another layer of tragic heroism.

Above the law, there is the law of heaven; below the law, there is human affection.

Killing is illegal,
When a father kills his daughter's perverted murderer but escapes justice;
To be a son to kill the war criminals who murdered his parents in concentration camps decades ago;
Still breaking the law.

Lin Jiajun's behavior was a blatant revenge for personal revenge, and it was excessive force when the victim was out of danger, which had touched the red line of the police force;
As for later, smashing the newspaper office and shooting and injuring the newspaper owner were blatant illegal acts.

The public can sympathize with him, and even admire him in private, saying that he is eliminating harm for the people, saying that if it weren't for him, more women would be victimized by my aunt, and saying that he is a hero.

But as a law enforcement agency, the police force can't be lenient.
The handling this time was straightforward. Lin Jiajun was directly fired from the police force and handed over to the Department of Justice for prosecution.

Compared to the turmoil caused by this incident, another seemingly ordinary transfer of personnel is very inconspicuous.

A military uniform named Xu Dajiang, as a 'police supervisor', was temporarily transferred to the newly opened private Guofen Prison to provide necessary training for the 'guards' in the prison.

……

While the outside world was making noise, Lin Jiajun was wearing the uniform of a temporary prisoner. In the reception room of Stanley Prison, he saw Feng Yuxiu in heavy shackles.

Feng Yuxiu still looked like a ghost, with a face that was out of tune with the whole world, sitting behind the table, squinting his eyes and looking at Lin Jiajun, revealing a cruel light.

"I heard people say that you want to beat me to death?" Lin Jiajun asked with a smile while crossing his arms.

"I don't know why you came in, but since everyone has become inmates..." Feng Yuxiu smiled charmingly: "There must be a chance!"

"Brother, after being in prison for so long, why is your brain still not clear? Don't dream about it."

Lin Jiajun picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip, then tapped Feng Yuxiu with his cigarette in the air: "We are both prisoners, can't you see the difference between us?"

There is indeed a difference between the two,

The same prisoner, Feng Yuxiu handcuffs, shackles, a full set of services,

Apart from wearing prison uniform, Lin Jiajun is like a normal person, walking around at will, even smoking and drinking coffee, completely unrestricted.

"If I don't want to, you will never have the chance to fight me again in your life. Beat me to death? Damn, you can't even touch a hair on my head."

Lin Jiajun leaned back in his chair and took a long puff of cigarette: "This time, I will give you a chance to help me with something. After you are done, I will play with you."

Feng Yuxiu squinted his eyes, tilted his head, and didn't speak.

"Damn, you look like a ghost, if you leave some more saliva, you will be like a silly dog. I have seen masters, but not all of them are mentally ill."

Lin Jiajun leaned on the table, leaned forward, and said seriously: "If you are willing to help, maybe you can meet a master who is better than me, and there is more than one! Either you kill them, or they kill them!" You! Enjoy yourself!"

A bright light clearly flashed in Feng Yuxiu's fierce eyes: "Really?!"

(End of this chapter)