Chapter 05 Crazy Female Prisoner

The one who called was the prison warden, and all she said was that she wanted Larry to see her in her office.

What could the prison warden be looking for him about?

Is it because of what happened last night?

After organizing his thoughts, Larry went to the warden's office.

"Larry, have a seat."

When the warden saw Larry come in, she put down the paper in her hand and looked up at him.

"Warden, you sent for me?"

"You went to the Mayflower hair salon yesterday, right?"

The warden smiled slightly: "I know you young people are impulsive, and I can understand it. But as public officials, we have to pay attention to our image, so you'd better not go to that kind of place again."

"Last night was an accident."

"Every man says finding a prostitute is an accident, but I don't want such an accident to happen again."

"If this issue is publicized by the media, it will be terrible for our prison and yourself," the warden said with a concerned expression, you know what I mean, right?"

"Understood."

Larry nodded his head.

The warden breathed a sigh of relief, "You can go back to work."

Larry stood up and walked to the door, stopped, turned his head, and said thoughtfully, "Why did you, the warden, go to the Mayflower salon yesterday?"

"Huh?"

The warden froze: "I... I went to get a haircut."

Larry smiled bitterly and pointed to her head, "Madam, your hair hasn't change, it's still the same."

"This, I went to dye my hair."

The warden laughed a little embarrassed.

Anyone could hear that she was telling a lie.

Dyeing her hair was just a flimsy excuse.

Larry didn't think much of it and went back to his office.

At this time, there was no one inside the squadron, the phone rang suddenly again, Larry hesitated, but still picked up the phone.

"Alex, we have a situation here. The inmates in cell three are causing trouble."

Nicky was talking anxiously, and multiple women's yell could be heard in the background, one after the other, on the other side of the phone.

"Didn't Alex go to the patrol area? She's not there with you?"

Larry was stunned for a moment.

"Not back yet? Really, well. No more talking to you."

Nicky hurriedly hung up the phone.

The more Larry thought about it, the more he felt that something was not right.

Alex had clearly gone to the prison area, so why had Nicky said she was not there?

And now there is a riot in the third prison cell.

Nicky was alone, can she handle it?

Thinking about this, Larry could not stay back anymore, grabbed his baton, and ran to the cell block.

When he arrived at the door of the third cell not far away, Larry heard Nicky's angry shout and the sound of a baton hitting the glass of the door.

But the deterrent didn't seem to have any effect, and the riot continued inside the cell.

"Keep quiet!"

Larry shouted as he rushed to the door and banged on it.

"Men? A man?"

A woman inside the cell shouted.

"Yeah, that’s a man, an actual man."

At this moment, the people inside the cell began to quiet down, and their demeanor was like a wolf staring at its prey.

The third prison cell at this time was in shambles, inmate uniforms lying around.

Many of the female inmates had no trace of clothing on them, and their bodies covered in scratches.

A girl who appeared to be dying lay on the top of the slab.

She had a trail of blood between her thighs, her clothes had been pulled off, and her feeble, slowly pulsating breasts were exposed.

Larry could not help but feel a visceral reaction as he watched.

"Why are you here?"

Nicky's tone was reprimanding: "You shouldn't be here, you need to leave right away."

"Let’s save her life first, that’s more important."

Larry stared at the girl on the slab: "Don’t worry about why I’m here, open the door quickly."

"No! Opening the door is going to get people killed!"

Nicky leaned against the door and faced Larry: "I'm warning you, don't mess around."

"Open the door!"

Larry yelled.