South to North: A Prison Guard at the Beginning

In fact, Yuan Mu could tolerate all of these, but there was one thing that he could not tolerate, and that was the system problem.

He did bring a system with him when he traveled through time, but this system was not doing its job. It left as soon as it arrived, leaving behind a novice gift package and then disappeared. No matter how much he called it, there was no response.

There are four items in the novice gift pack: 50 cubic meters of system space, where items can be freely stored, excluding living things.

The second thing is the proficiency in mixed martial arts, the third thing is Eagle Eyes, which allows him to see more clearly, and the fourth thing is good, it is a set of acupuncture techniques called Nine Needles of Life and Death, which can be said to be very mysterious, but he has not tried it yet.

Apart from these four things, he didn't give anything else, unlike other novels where they give farms and other things. You know, that era was very hard. Although he was a prison guard, the food was not good and it was very difficult for him to get meat.

But it’s okay, it’s better than getting nothing. In his previous life, he was a criminal police captain, and before that he was a retired special forces officer.

He is proficient in marksmanship, grappling, criminal psychology, counter-reconnaissance, counter-reasoning, and profiling. Although he has a new body, he still knows what he should know.

Especially his marksmanship, he had tested it himself, because there were fixed target practice days in the prison, and he was the best in the whole prison, with a Type 54 pistol, five shots within thirty meters and fifty rings, and three of the shots went through a single hole.

With a Type 56 rifle, he could hit the target with every shot from 200 meters away. In prison, everyone called him "Mu the Gun King."

Not to mention fighting, he didn't even need the mixed martial arts proficiency given by the system. He could knock down several of them just relying on his experience from his previous life, just like an adult beating a child.

Of course, this is also because the quality of prison guards is generally low. If they were replaced by soldiers in the army, they would have to use mixed martial arts.

He overcame all these problems, except that the food was really bad. Although the prison guards would not eat those hard steamed buns, the food was not much better. The most important thing was that there was very little meat to eat, which was very uncomfortable. Recently, he had been thinking about getting some meat from the nearby mountains.

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Soon, after breakfast, the prison guards escorted the prisoners out of the prison and went to work on a nearby farm.

It is September now, and it is the autumn harvest season. Recently, the prisoners in Harbin Prison have been busy with the harvest.

I saw the prisoners, with shackles on their feet, starting to crack corn skillfully, working in teams and moving very quickly.

There are prison guards supervising nearby, and if you look further away, there are prison guards holding Type 56 rifles on guard to prevent the prisoners from escaping.

Although these prisoners were wearing shackles, there were some capable people among them who could open the shackles with just a small tool, such as wire. This happened more than once.

There are capable people here who can do all kinds of work. They are all talented. If we bring them together to do real work, we might be able to unleash considerable power.

Next to a cornfield, Yuan Mu watched a dozen prisoners picking corn with a rubber stick in hand. In fact, this kind of work is quite boring.

"Old Ma! Old Ma!" Yuan Mu shouted at Ma Kui who was covering his waist.

"Here!" Ma Kui stood at attention instinctively when he heard the voice.

"Come here!" Yuan Mu waved to him.

Ma Kui ran over quickly.

"Report to Supervisor Yuan!"

"Okay, don't be tense, just sit down!" Yuan Mu pointed to the ground next to him.

"This...this is not good." Ma Kui looked at the people who were working and said.

"Ha! What's wrong with that? Just sit down when I tell you to!" Yuan Mu sneered disdainfully.

He knows all the people in Ma Kui's group. There are kidnappers, drug dealers, and human traffickers. How can there be any good people among them?

As for that human trafficker, he was beaten by Yuan Mu when he first came in, and then he was taken to the cell and given a beating of electric shocks and kicks. This kind of human trafficker is actually more hateful than those drug dealers and kidnappers.

You mean you can't beat someone? Who saw him beat someone? Obviously no one saw it, so beating him was the least of his worries.

Ma Kui had no choice but to sit down where he was, and Yuan Mu sat next to him.

"Old Ma, I know a little about your story. Were you a police officer before?" Yuan Mu asked as he took out a box of cigarettes, took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

Ma Kui thanked him repeatedly and took the cigarette and lit it.

"Yes, he is indeed a police officer."

Ma Kui was not surprised at all because prison guards could check the prisoners' files.

"Then if you don't mind telling me how you got in, please." Yuan Mu said with a smile, taking a puff of cigarette.

Hearing this, Ma Kui was silent for a moment.

"It's okay. You don't have to talk about it."

"Ah, no, there's nothing I can't tell you. What happened is, I was chasing a group of suspects on a train, and one of the suspects died when he jumped out of the window to escape. Since no one testified for me, I was sentenced to twelve years in prison." Ma Kui instantly recalled what happened that year and told it slowly.

"So you are being wronged?" Yuan Mu frowned and nodded.

Normally he should understand the plot because he had watched the drama in his previous life, but for some reason, after traveling through time, many of the plots in the drama were a little vague to him.

"Yes, no one testified for me back then, so I ended up in this situation today." Ma Kui said with a self-deprecating smile.

"Then no one saw it?"

"Of course there was. The conductor of that train, Wang Yongge, saw it, but he refused to testify for me. I still don't understand why!" Ma Kui gritted his teeth as he said this.

"Oh!" When he said this, Yuan Mu's memory seemed to be awakened a little.

"Wang Yongge? This name sounds familiar. Does he have a son named Wang Xin?"

"Yes, do you know him?" Ma Kui was surprised.

"Then I know. I lived in Railway Workers Lane with my parents. I know them. According to seniority, I should call Wang Yongge Uncle Wang."

"Oh, your parents are also from Ningyang Railway?" Hearing this, Ma Kui was even more surprised.

"Yes, my father works in the Ningyang Railway Maintenance Section, and my mother works in the Passenger Transportation Section." Yuan Mu nodded.

"What about your parents?"

"Oh, my father's name is Yuan Pengfei and my mother's name is Duan Jiahong."

"Oh! I know them! Brother Yuan and Sister Yuan!" Ma Kui immediately became excited.

Yuan Mu was immediately confused. Was it such a coincidence? It was not surprising that he knew Ma Kui, but did Ma Kui also know his parents?

Oh, that’s right, they all belong to the same Railway Bureau, and Ma Kui is a train policeman, so it’s not surprising that he knows them.

"Oh, I thought we were from the same hometown, but I didn't expect you even knew my parents. According to seniority, I have to call you Uncle Ma!"

"I dare not, I dare not. You should just call me Lao Ma." Ma Kui waved his hands repeatedly. This is not the outside world.