Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

"However," Lin Feng changed the subject, "since you have a grudge against those black guys, and I also happen to dislike them, then we can chat for a bit."

For now, you can come with me.

If you have any intelligence, tell me immediately.

"I'll protect you here. As for the others, don't cause me any trouble."

Matthew was overjoyed and almost jumped for joy. He quickly bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, boss!"

Thank you, boss!

Then he quickly pulled his two companions behind him, "Quick, call him boss."

"Boss, my name is Paul."

A young man with brown hair quickly said.

"Boss, my name is Steven."

Another somewhat thin white youth also shouted.

Seeing the three men's excited yet somewhat apprehensive expressions, Lin Feng nodded and casually asked, "Did you two also steal a car to get in?"

Paul and Steven exchanged a glance, and Steven shook his head somewhat embarrassedly: "No, boss, I was arrested for burglary."

Lin Feng chuckled and teased, "You guys are something else, stealing cars and committing burglaries, none of you are good at anything productive."

Steven scratched his head, a look of helplessness and bitterness on his face: "Boss, I didn't want to either. It's because I had an appendectomy before, and the medical bills were too high. I just couldn't afford them, and I ended up going bankrupt."

Having nowhere else to live, and with no other options, they resorted to burglary.

Lin Feng: "How much does an appendectomy cost? Can it really bankrupt you?"

Steven sighed and gave a figure: "The bill, including the surgery and all other expenses, is $90,000."

My health insurance reimbursed $80,000, and I have to pay the remaining $10,000 myself.

But at that time I was unemployed, had no savings, couldn't afford the installments, and my debt kept snowballing. My credit was completely ruined, I couldn't find a job, my house was repossessed, and in the end, I had no choice but to go astray.

After listening, Lin Feng slowly raised a thumb, "Awesome, $90,000 for an appendectomy is really expensive."

Alright, follow along, and be smart.

After a brief look, it turns out that these three people had similar experiences; they were all forced into crime by life's hardships.

Lin Feng then noticed the injuries on Li Honggang's body and knew without guessing that Will had inflicted them.

But I didn't ask any more questions; Will wouldn't live much longer anyway.

Meanwhile, in the office building of the detention center.

Kevin and Lin Feng clashed in the exercise yard.

Kevin was beaten unconscious by Lin Feng, his head bleeding profusely. The incident was quickly reported in detail by the prison guards on duty.

As the head of discipline, Selena looked at the report in her hand, her strong eyebrows furrowed tightly, and a hint of impatience and severity flashed in her blue eyes.

"It's that 3792 again."

She tapped Lin Feng's name on the report with the tip of her pen. "From the moment he was locked up, there has been no peace."

There have been conflicts in the detention center's lobby and bathrooms, brawls in the laundry room, and now, another prisoner has been openly seriously injured in the exercise yard.

What does he think this place is? The Roman Colosseum?

She tossed the report onto the table, leaned back in her chair, and rubbed her temples.

Maintaining order in the prison is her duty. Prisoners like Lin Feng, who repeatedly commit serious acts of violence, must be severely punished to serve as a warning to others.

Otherwise, the rules will be rendered meaningless, and other prisoners will become restless.

Selena made her decision, her voice cold and hard, "Let him go to the solitary confinement room to calm down for three days. Don't give him any food on the first day."

Let him learn a lesson so he knows who makes the rules here.

"Yes, Captain!" The subordinate prison guard stood at attention and accepted the order.

In the square, Lin Feng had just exchanged a few words with Matthew and the others, and hadn't even had a chance to enjoy the rare sunshine for a while.

Two stern-faced prison guards walked through the crowd and went straight to him.

"3792, come with us."

One of the prison guards said matter-of-factly, his hand already on his waist.

They had heard about Lin Feng's skills, and their eyes were full of vigilance.

Lin Feng looked up, somewhat puzzled: "What is it now?"

He thought Will wasn't giving up yet, or that the Blood Gang had already sent the prison guards to cause trouble so quickly.

The prison guard said expressionlessly, "You have repeatedly caused serious violent conflicts, disrupted order, and threatened the safety of others within the prison area."

"By order of Superintendent Selena, you are now to be placed in solitary confinement for three days, effective immediately."

"Solitary confinement?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment.

The prisoners around them, who were eavesdropping, all showed different expressions.

Solitary confinement is one of the most feared punishments in prison.

Being isolated from the world, extremely lonely, and having a distorted sense of time are both immense psychological and physiological torments.

Most people can barely tolerate being locked up for a day, but three days is enough to drive many tough guys to a mental breakdown.

Matthew, Paul, and Steven's expressions changed, and they looked at Lin Feng with some worry.

Li Honggang shrank his neck even further.

Lin Feng quickly regained his composure. For him, being confined might actually be a rare and undisturbed environment for "cultivation."

"Let's go."

He stood up abruptly and patted his backside.

"Lead the way."

The prisoners' gazes were complex: some were gloating, some still held awe, and some were simply watching the spectacle.

Lin Feng left the square with the prison guards.

Only after his figure disappeared behind the iron gate leading to the restricted area did the invisible oppressive feeling in the square ease slightly, but still no one dared to make a loud noise or discuss what had just happened.

The deterrent effect left by Lin Feng has not completely dissipated.

The key issue is that Lin Feng has four underlings; if they inform on him, they'll be in trouble.

The solitary confinement cell is extremely cramped, with its length, width, and height barely meeting the most basic survival needs, even worse than the "coffin rooms" in Hong Kong.

Apart from a narrow, rock-hard bed fixed to the wall and a stainless steel washbasin/toilet, there was nothing else.

The walls are covered with sound-absorbing soft material, and the doors are heavy-duty, specially made soundproof iron doors. Once closed, all external sounds will be blocked.

Absolute silence is sometimes more terrifying than noise.

In the corner overhead, a red-flashing surveillance camera is the only one-way visual connection between this place and the outside world.

The prison guard pushed Lin Feng inside, and the heavy iron door slammed shut and locked behind him.

Lin Feng sat down on the narrow bed, taking in the suffocating atmosphere, but he wasn't nervous at all.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and his internal energy began to flow slowly.

In the blink of an eye, the first day of confinement quietly passed.

Monday, inside the administrative office building of the detention center.

A civilian prison guard, carrying a list of prisoners who needed to appear in court this week, knocked on the door of the warden Selena's office.

"Come in."

"Captain Selena, this is the list and files of the prisoners who need to go to court to see the judge today. Please review them and arrange the escort personnel."

The civilian prison guard placed a stack of folders on the table.

Selena took the folder and quickly browsed through it. When she turned to one of the folders and saw the name "Lin Feng" and the number "3792", her finger paused for a moment.

She recalled the report on the conflict in the square, and the three-day lockdown order she had personally given.

She pulled Lin Feng's file out from the middle without much hesitation.

Selena didn't even look up, her voice calm and even, "This 3792 is currently undergoing disciplinary action and is in solitary confinement."

The court appearance has been postponed.

"Let's wait until his detention period ends, and schedule him to see the judge again on Friday."

The civilian prison guard paused for a moment, then cautiously confirmed, "Captain, his case is minor, so theoretically..."

Selena raised her eyes, her gaze calm yet carrying an undeniable authority: "I told you, he's in solitary confinement."

Discipline takes precedence.

Once he learns to follow the rules here, understand?

"Yes, Captain, understood!" The civilian prison guard dared not say anything more, picked up the revised list, and turned to leave.

Sarah, curious after learning that Lin Feng had been put in solitary confinement, went to the monitoring room.

Looking at Lin Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, he remained motionless.

I couldn't help but ask, "Is he alright?"

The colleague in the monitoring room shook his head: "He just sits there, not making a fuss."

It was so quiet, it was amazing. I'd never seen anyone like that before.

Anyone who didn't know better would think, Dr. Sarah, that you gave him a sedative.

"Hmm, I'll give him a psychological test after his confinement ends." Sarah's beautiful eyes were full of curiosity; it was amazing that he could be so quiet while in confinement.

This was the first time she had encountered this situation.