I am a financial white-collar worker, doing what looks like a tall job in a bank, and I have a smooth career and a bright future. I have a beautiful wife, a lovely son, and I am very happy as a family. However, those were ten years ago, and now I am a gang boss, killed countless individuals, sold guns, and was sentenced to life imprisonment. The reason why I am like this is all because of a car accident ten years ago, and that car accident settled my life. Below is my README.
Ten years ago, my wife, my friend and my friend’s girlfriend had a party together. We drank some wine and talked and laughed in the car. Tragedy happened. I drove the car and accidentally got into a car accident. My friend died on the spot. Because I drank alcohol, ran through a red light, my friend died, the other driver's leg was lame, and the surveillance at the intersection also captured everything. The evidence was conclusive and I had to go to jail. If it goes to court, it is likely to be sentenced to seven years, and if it is privately agreed, it can only be sentenced to more than ten months. I simply thought that after ten months, I could be released from prison and return to the happy life I used to have with my family, but everything, since the car accident, can no longer go back.
Because my prison is a cell for heavy criminals, you must be tough inside, otherwise you will be bullied. At first I thought that at most I was beaten and scolded by other people every day, but when I went there, I found out that if you are not hard enough, then only death is waiting for you, just like the little brother who cried the first day. Ravaged by them mercilessly. I pretended to be very tough and fought with a black man. This attracted the attention of a small man in the prison. In order to test me, he asked me to hide the drugs in my anus and help him smuggle it out. Can I say no? ? can not!
In the beginning, we were both parents' babies, and we all yearned for an ideal job, a complete family, to enjoy the happiness of a lifetime, and to be good people for the rest of our lives. But we are all forced to do a lot of things that we have to do. It seems that we can choose, but we don't have the right to choose at all! Can I say to that little head, am I not transporting drugs? Then I can imagine that I would be like the crying black man that night, being unconsciously destroyed his personality and dignity. I can't do this. I want to live, and there is hope when I live, and I can see my wife and son again, and I can be reunited with them one day, so I agreed.
Once I didn't refuse the first time, then next time, I couldn't refuse. From the drug delivery at the beginning, to the murder with others, and then to the murder with others, everything was not what I wanted, but everything was unavoidable. Originally, I could go out and live a happy life with my family again after only a dozen months of jail, but now I have to spend ten years in jail before I can go out, and even in the end, I have to sit in jail for a lifetime and never get out. It seems that I am stupid. Why do you do those bad things? Can you leave earlier if you don't do it? But if I don't do it, then I will die directly, either physically or mentally.
After ten years of imprisonment, I became the number two in the cell step by step by virtue of repeated brutal incidents. The boss also entrusted me with a heavy responsibility, knowing that I was about to be released and entrusted me with a major task. . I thought I would be free once I went out, so I could run into the arms of my wife and son, but can I? Can I not do the task assigned to me by the boss? The power of the gang is all over the place, and every visible and invisible corner is full of their people. As long as he says, my wife and son are killed on the spot. I can only do what he says.
After being released from prison, he contacted with the shotgun. He seemed to be very cooperative, but his clumsy acting skills were really terrible. When he asked him, he looked inaudible and absent-minded. He even ran to follow me afterwards. , I went to a party and was also attacked by someone, but who did he inform? He acted as an informant for the police and tried to sabotage the mission the boss gave me. I also wanted to sabotage this mission, but if you want to sabotage it must be thorough. He is too stupid. If he leaked the secrets to the police in advance, the counterparty of the transaction would probably notice and cancel the transaction temporarily, so I had to do it with him.
On the day of the transaction, I secretly leaked the secrets to the police, and let the young man who didn't want to join the gang to leave. After making sure of everything, I rushed to the scene of the transaction and waited for the police to wipe us out. I went back to the cell. The police asked me to cooperate with them. They can guarantee everything I want. I want to spend my life peacefully with my wife and son, but can they guarantee it? As soon as I go out, the gangsters will kill our family immediately! So I can't promise them. I can only go back to the cell, I have one thing to do.
Back to the cell, the boss questioned me. He knew that I had betrayed them. I didn't explain anything. He killed him with the blade prepared in advance and became the boss by himself. Only if you become the boss yourself is the safest for your wife and son. And I told the police anonymously about the arms. Although I became the gang boss and killed a lot of people, but I know that I am not a bad person, I am still the same as I was before. All I did was to keep myself alive and to ensure that my wife and son would also be alive.
In this world, who doesn't want to live happily with family, who doesn't want to live a peaceful life, but do I have a choice? Those countless brothers who stay in heavy prisons like me, can they choose? Our lives have been finalized from the moment the hammer in the hands of the court judge is knocked down. We all fantasize about returning to the happy life before when the sentence is over. But the reality is not that simple.
But I don’t regret it until today, at least this is the best result. My wife and son can still live safely, and I can use my resources to give them some help. The happy life as before is impossible to go back anyway, but this is also good, as long as they can live happily, I will be satisfied.
At the beginning, we were both parents’ treasures, thinking that the future would be very bright, with a big house, beautiful wives, obedient children, and decent jobs, but later, we all became victims of society. It seems that we have many choices. In fact, we never have a choice, there is only one way we can take, and we have never been helpless.
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