Prison riots in Brazil are a bloody farce that often occurs. There are many reasons for this. The corruption of prison police officers and the poor prison conditions are the main factors.
But before the emergence of the First Headquarters of the Capital, these riots were unorganized, spontaneous, easily controlled by the police, and it was not difficult to calm them down. Moreover, prisoners in prison often had internal strife and killed each other at the first time of the riot.
But this riot in South Tytean, from its outbreak to its final end, revealed obvious organization in the whole process, especially at the last moment, all prisoners gave up resistance when the police entered the prison, which undoubtedly added difficulty to the police's follow-up investigation.
Jose Heelon, the chief of the State Police Department of Sao Paulo, later suggested in an interview with the news media that the Sao Paulo police will increase their investment in prison construction, and while improving prison conditions, they will increase the police's surveillance and prevention efforts.
However, his statement cannot help the media criticize many policies after he took office, especially the reality that the security situation in Sao Paulo has not improved fundamentally, and has become a place that has been criticized.
In fact, from a fair perspective, Jose Heron's various measures after taking office were not only wrong and omissions in prison governance, but also in other aspects were remarkable.
But the problem is that without any changes in the overall environment, his treatment measures are like giving painkillers to cancer patients. They can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and cannot compress the survival space of criminals from the root.
The crime rate of a country should not only be determined by the level of the country's economic development, but by the degree of social justice and distribution fairness. The fundamental rule here is: the larger the income distribution gap, the higher the Gini coefficient, the higher the crime rate, and the higher the social stability.
But the bloody reality is that if a country, especially a developing country, wants to maintain economic and social vitality and innovation, it must ensure that there is an incentive gap in the income distribution process, rather than one-sided pursuit of the fairness principle of one-sidedly
This reality creates an indelible contradiction in the process of national development: the contradiction between rapid economic development and continuous social stability, both of which are almost impossible to have.
As a criminal, Li Zaian, who has not forgotten to study hard during the crime process, has been able to see through the subtle logic of this every day.
So he also formulated a principle for himself, that is, he can trample on the law, but not too casual, at least maintain the dignity and face of the law on the surface
In other words, he does not support riots like Nantitean, a large-scale mass-propelled system that directly forces the judicial system into a dead corner. Public violent crimes can only bring disaster to himself, but cannot solve any problems.
High-end criminals should be like politicians, with a calm mind, and must not forget themselves if they are surging their energy. Do whatever they want. That is stupid, seeking death, and having no future.
Because of the need to deal with a body, when Li Zai'an finally left Calandilu Prison, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. LeClose was responsible for driving back to downtown Sao Paulo, and he slept in the back seat for a sleep
Although sleeping in the car is not a good choice, Li Zaian still slept very comfortably and was very dead. When he woke up in a daze, he found that the car had been parked in front of a small clinic, and there was a white blanket on his body.
The sky was bright outside the car, and the sun was rising into the air. LeClose, whose eyes were red like rabbit eyes, was sitting on the front hood of the car, eating a bucket of cereal made of boiling water, and a few pieces of chocolate were thrown on the hood next to him.
Seeing Li Zaian get out of the car, LeClose throws away the cereal in his hand, jumps off the hood of the car, and stomps his feet.
Where is Launi? Li Zaian wiped his face and took advantage of the yawning time to move his numb cheeks and asked
The observation room on the second floor, I will take you up. LeClose glanced upstairs and said
No, you go and get some food back, and you're a little hungry. Li Zaian looked upstairs in his sight, shook his head and said
LeClose was speechless. If I had known, I wouldn't have eaten that damn cereal, oh, and that damn chocolate
The clinic where Lautini lives is privately opened, very close to Morio, only one street away. Usually there are many patients from Morio here.
When LeClose got into the car, Li Zaian turned around. This was the first time he came here and was not familiar with the situation inside. However, Lautini was receiving medical care here. Morio's organization also arranged a lot of people to come to see him. It was not difficult for him to find the ward.
From the stairs to the second floor, there were more than a dozen young people in the quiet corridor, some of whom seemed to be wandering, some were closing their eyes and sleeping in the row of chairs beside the corridor, and some were gathering together to play poker
Seeing Li Zai'an appear at the stairs, these young people hurriedly stood up and made a welcoming gesture. There is no doubt that they are all people belonging to the Morio organization.
Li Zaian ignored these guys. For him, these young people have too low status in the organization. They are not even formal members of the organization, but can only be regarded as minions on the outside.
These people are the thugs and cannon fodders at the bottom of the organization. When needed, they can still blame the elder brother, but they are also the most fanatical group in the organization.
Because in these young men's minds, there is nothing else, they just want to stand out and get on the ground
But to be honest, among a thousand people like them, a middle-level leader may not necessarily come out. Most of them have only three endings: die in battle, stay in prison for life, or leave sadly after being unable to do anything, and eventually end up in poverty and destitute.
The bottom layer is the bottom layer, and any field has the bottom layer. Among all kinds of drug trafficking organizations, if you want to get out of the bottom layer, it is not enough to be ruthless and tough. You also need to have a smart mind and extraordinary luck.
After more than a year, Li Zaian is no different from these young people, but now, in the eyes of these young people, he is a nearly god-like existence, because their future, the future of their families, and even the future of their relatives and friends are all placed on Li Zaian, and this is a sadness for the Brasilian government.
Found the room with the door sign hanging on the observation room, Li Zaian first looked inside through the window on the door. There was only one bed in the huge ward, and Lautini, who was facing the door, was probably sleeping soundly.
A nurse was standing beside the hospital bed, looking through a magazine boredly. There was a woman sitting opposite the nurse. She looked at her back and probably not Helena, but she didn't know which sister it was Laudini.
Li Zaian pushed the door, and the white painted door made a creaking sound, alarming the little nurse in the room and the woman with her back facing the door.
Seeing Li Zaian's face flashing through the window, a hurriedly panic appeared on the little nurse's face. She stood up from the chair and carefully retreated to the corner of the wall. In the end, she had not forgotten to hide the magazine behind her.
The prediction was still wrong. The woman with her back to the door was Helena. When she saw Li Zai'an appear, a hint of surprise flashed across her face.
Previously, Li Zaian did not show up all night, and Helena's heart was always hanging. For her family, the happiness index of life can be said to be closely related to her sister's position in Li Zaian's heart.
Li Zaian came in from outside the door, nodded at Helena, and walked straight to the hospital bed.
Laudini was sleeping heavily, with slightly curly hair spreading on his face, and a circle of bandages were tied on his forehead. He could see the red bloodshot from the right sideburns, and there was also a very serious bruise on his cheek.
Apart from that, there are no other injuries on your body, and the problem is probably not very serious
The nurse's condition observation table was placed on a corner of the hospital bed. It was probably because the young nurse had just been patronizing her magazine, but she left this thing behind.
Li Zaian took the observation watch on the wooden board, put it on the front page, frowned and looked at it.
According to the above records, when Lautini was sent here yesterday afternoon, in addition to bruises on his face, there were also problems such as dislocation of his right arm and mild concussion. There were no serious bone injuries or internal injuries, nor any external scratches or other skin injuries.
Putting the observation table aside, Li Zaian carefully pushed away the hair spikes on Lautini's face, looked carefully, rubbed his fingers on her face, then got up, walked out of the ward without looking back, and said nothing from beginning to end.
No one can be a emotionless walking zombie. No matter how strong or bloodthirsty the murderer is, some part of his heart will be soft.
Perhaps for Li Zaian, Lautini is just a maid who usually takes care of his daily life. He also acts as a tool for venting desire when needed. He may not have any love for this woman.
But the problem is that after all, the two have lived together for a long time. Long-term relationship is enough to cultivate other feelings for them outside of love.
Take a step back and say that even if the two have no feelings for each other, as Morio’s current master, Li Zaian still needs some face, right?
Now his woman has been beaten, if he doesn't react at all, he will be disgraced in the Morio organization
The same thing is true, people cannot be soft-boys, at least they cannot be soft-boys in public, because once they become soft-boys once, they will never be able to raise their heads in this life.
But before the emergence of the First Headquarters of the Capital, these riots were unorganized, spontaneous, easily controlled by the police, and it was not difficult to calm them down. Moreover, prisoners in prison often had internal strife and killed each other at the first time of the riot.
But this riot in South Tytean, from its outbreak to its final end, revealed obvious organization in the whole process, especially at the last moment, all prisoners gave up resistance when the police entered the prison, which undoubtedly added difficulty to the police's follow-up investigation.
Jose Heelon, the chief of the State Police Department of Sao Paulo, later suggested in an interview with the news media that the Sao Paulo police will increase their investment in prison construction, and while improving prison conditions, they will increase the police's surveillance and prevention efforts.
However, his statement cannot help the media criticize many policies after he took office, especially the reality that the security situation in Sao Paulo has not improved fundamentally, and has become a place that has been criticized.
In fact, from a fair perspective, Jose Heron's various measures after taking office were not only wrong and omissions in prison governance, but also in other aspects were remarkable.
But the problem is that without any changes in the overall environment, his treatment measures are like giving painkillers to cancer patients. They can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and cannot compress the survival space of criminals from the root.
The crime rate of a country should not only be determined by the level of the country's economic development, but by the degree of social justice and distribution fairness. The fundamental rule here is: the larger the income distribution gap, the higher the Gini coefficient, the higher the crime rate, and the higher the social stability.
But the bloody reality is that if a country, especially a developing country, wants to maintain economic and social vitality and innovation, it must ensure that there is an incentive gap in the income distribution process, rather than one-sided pursuit of the fairness principle of one-sidedly
This reality creates an indelible contradiction in the process of national development: the contradiction between rapid economic development and continuous social stability, both of which are almost impossible to have.
As a criminal, Li Zaian, who has not forgotten to study hard during the crime process, has been able to see through the subtle logic of this every day.
So he also formulated a principle for himself, that is, he can trample on the law, but not too casual, at least maintain the dignity and face of the law on the surface
In other words, he does not support riots like Nantitean, a large-scale mass-propelled system that directly forces the judicial system into a dead corner. Public violent crimes can only bring disaster to himself, but cannot solve any problems.
High-end criminals should be like politicians, with a calm mind, and must not forget themselves if they are surging their energy. Do whatever they want. That is stupid, seeking death, and having no future.
Because of the need to deal with a body, when Li Zai'an finally left Calandilu Prison, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. LeClose was responsible for driving back to downtown Sao Paulo, and he slept in the back seat for a sleep
Although sleeping in the car is not a good choice, Li Zaian still slept very comfortably and was very dead. When he woke up in a daze, he found that the car had been parked in front of a small clinic, and there was a white blanket on his body.
The sky was bright outside the car, and the sun was rising into the air. LeClose, whose eyes were red like rabbit eyes, was sitting on the front hood of the car, eating a bucket of cereal made of boiling water, and a few pieces of chocolate were thrown on the hood next to him.
Seeing Li Zaian get out of the car, LeClose throws away the cereal in his hand, jumps off the hood of the car, and stomps his feet.
Where is Launi? Li Zaian wiped his face and took advantage of the yawning time to move his numb cheeks and asked
The observation room on the second floor, I will take you up. LeClose glanced upstairs and said
No, you go and get some food back, and you're a little hungry. Li Zaian looked upstairs in his sight, shook his head and said
LeClose was speechless. If I had known, I wouldn't have eaten that damn cereal, oh, and that damn chocolate
The clinic where Lautini lives is privately opened, very close to Morio, only one street away. Usually there are many patients from Morio here.
When LeClose got into the car, Li Zaian turned around. This was the first time he came here and was not familiar with the situation inside. However, Lautini was receiving medical care here. Morio's organization also arranged a lot of people to come to see him. It was not difficult for him to find the ward.
From the stairs to the second floor, there were more than a dozen young people in the quiet corridor, some of whom seemed to be wandering, some were closing their eyes and sleeping in the row of chairs beside the corridor, and some were gathering together to play poker
Seeing Li Zai'an appear at the stairs, these young people hurriedly stood up and made a welcoming gesture. There is no doubt that they are all people belonging to the Morio organization.
Li Zaian ignored these guys. For him, these young people have too low status in the organization. They are not even formal members of the organization, but can only be regarded as minions on the outside.
These people are the thugs and cannon fodders at the bottom of the organization. When needed, they can still blame the elder brother, but they are also the most fanatical group in the organization.
Because in these young men's minds, there is nothing else, they just want to stand out and get on the ground
But to be honest, among a thousand people like them, a middle-level leader may not necessarily come out. Most of them have only three endings: die in battle, stay in prison for life, or leave sadly after being unable to do anything, and eventually end up in poverty and destitute.
The bottom layer is the bottom layer, and any field has the bottom layer. Among all kinds of drug trafficking organizations, if you want to get out of the bottom layer, it is not enough to be ruthless and tough. You also need to have a smart mind and extraordinary luck.
After more than a year, Li Zaian is no different from these young people, but now, in the eyes of these young people, he is a nearly god-like existence, because their future, the future of their families, and even the future of their relatives and friends are all placed on Li Zaian, and this is a sadness for the Brasilian government.
Found the room with the door sign hanging on the observation room, Li Zaian first looked inside through the window on the door. There was only one bed in the huge ward, and Lautini, who was facing the door, was probably sleeping soundly.
A nurse was standing beside the hospital bed, looking through a magazine boredly. There was a woman sitting opposite the nurse. She looked at her back and probably not Helena, but she didn't know which sister it was Laudini.
Li Zaian pushed the door, and the white painted door made a creaking sound, alarming the little nurse in the room and the woman with her back facing the door.
Seeing Li Zaian's face flashing through the window, a hurriedly panic appeared on the little nurse's face. She stood up from the chair and carefully retreated to the corner of the wall. In the end, she had not forgotten to hide the magazine behind her.
The prediction was still wrong. The woman with her back to the door was Helena. When she saw Li Zai'an appear, a hint of surprise flashed across her face.
Previously, Li Zaian did not show up all night, and Helena's heart was always hanging. For her family, the happiness index of life can be said to be closely related to her sister's position in Li Zaian's heart.
Li Zaian came in from outside the door, nodded at Helena, and walked straight to the hospital bed.
Laudini was sleeping heavily, with slightly curly hair spreading on his face, and a circle of bandages were tied on his forehead. He could see the red bloodshot from the right sideburns, and there was also a very serious bruise on his cheek.
Apart from that, there are no other injuries on your body, and the problem is probably not very serious
The nurse's condition observation table was placed on a corner of the hospital bed. It was probably because the young nurse had just been patronizing her magazine, but she left this thing behind.
Li Zaian took the observation watch on the wooden board, put it on the front page, frowned and looked at it.
According to the above records, when Lautini was sent here yesterday afternoon, in addition to bruises on his face, there were also problems such as dislocation of his right arm and mild concussion. There were no serious bone injuries or internal injuries, nor any external scratches or other skin injuries.
Putting the observation table aside, Li Zaian carefully pushed away the hair spikes on Lautini's face, looked carefully, rubbed his fingers on her face, then got up, walked out of the ward without looking back, and said nothing from beginning to end.
No one can be a emotionless walking zombie. No matter how strong or bloodthirsty the murderer is, some part of his heart will be soft.
Perhaps for Li Zaian, Lautini is just a maid who usually takes care of his daily life. He also acts as a tool for venting desire when needed. He may not have any love for this woman.
But the problem is that after all, the two have lived together for a long time. Long-term relationship is enough to cultivate other feelings for them outside of love.
Take a step back and say that even if the two have no feelings for each other, as Morio’s current master, Li Zaian still needs some face, right?
Now his woman has been beaten, if he doesn't react at all, he will be disgraced in the Morio organization
The same thing is true, people cannot be soft-boys, at least they cannot be soft-boys in public, because once they become soft-boys once, they will never be able to raise their heads in this life.
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