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PRI Chapter 30: Hijacking!!
🕑 Added 2025-08-16 10:11:48 +0000 UTCIn the second week after the Federal Drug Enforcement Administration withdrew from Border Prison, an attack occurred.
A construction company truck was stopped at gunpoint halfway while heading to the prison.
The driver was then beaten and the truck was stolen.
After learning this news, the construction company immediately stopped all projects at the construction site and demanded compensation from Lind.
Lind reached an agreement with the construction company by phone, compensated for the driver and truck, and promised them he would resolve this matter as soon as possible.
Two days later, guard Parker Zorn was attacked while driving to work. His vehicle was directly hit and overturned, but fortunately he wasn't seriously injured, only suffering a fractured hand.
But other guards no longer dared to go home alone after work and even had to carry guns to deal with possible crises.
At the same time, another guard from old Edward's era applied to resign from Lind.
Three more days passed, and the vehicle transporting food to the prison was intercepted on the road.
Fortunately, this time Lind had sent James and Carter to accompany them. The two men used guns to drive away those bandits and safely brought the food truck back.
Just when the prison atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense due to these sudden incidents, and even Lind had begun prohibiting prisoners from having yard time, another accident occurred inside the prison.
"Doctor! I need a doctor!"
In the afternoon, while Cohen and Carter were patrolling the prison block, they suddenly heard a prisoner shouting loudly and hurried over.
Looking at the prisoner foaming at the mouth and having seizures all over his body, Cohen stepped forward to ask, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
But the prisoner didn't answer, just lay on the ground convulsing back and forth.
"Officer, quickly take him to see a doctor!" the prisoner's cellmate reminded the guard.
Carter hurriedly took out his keys but was stopped by Cohen.
"Hey, what are you doing, Cohen?" Carter was somewhat anxious.
"Let's observe more." Cohen was worried the prisoner was faking illness.
This kind of thing often happened in prisons. Prisoners would have stomachaches today and buttocks pain tomorrow. To get out of their cells for a stroll, they would wish they could develop eight hundred hemorrhoids in a day.
Carter knew his good friend's meaning and didn't argue, just frowned tightly.
"Officer, he'll die if this continues!" The cellmate was even more anxious than the guards, shouting loudly and attracting the attention of prisoners in other cells.
"Alright, we'll take him away." Cohen couldn't continue waiting when he saw this situation and could only signal Carter to open the door, while he reached for the sedative spray.
Fortunately, the prisoner didn't show any abnormal behavior. Except for no longer foaming at the mouth, his body continued to convulse intermittently.
So the relieved Cohen and Carter together pulled the prisoner and helped him rush toward the medical room.
After arriving at the medical room, the two placed the prisoner on the bed under Dr. Joe Locke's instructions.
Then they walked to the small corridor near the door, waiting for the doctor to heal the prisoner.
Generally speaking, when a doctor was treating a prisoner, guards had to stand by ready at all times.
But Joe didn't like this. He didn't like having people watching while he treated patients, so he always required guards to stand in the corridor.
However, even if something happened, the guards only needed to run two steps and turn a corner to arrive.
So Carter and Cohen didn't feel there was anything improper about this.
However, just when the two were discussing whether "ER Season 6" or "Friends Season 6" was better, they suddenly heard loud crashing sounds from inside!
"Damn!" The two quickly drew their batons and rushed into the medical room.
Sure enough, Dr. Joe had been subdued by the prisoner. Sharp scissors were held against his neck, and he was looking up, gasping and facing the guards.
"Listen everyone, don't move!" The prisoner hid his body behind the doctor and fiercely warned everyone, "Don't try to take out that spray!"
"As long as you move around, I'll kill him!"
As he spoke, he pressed the scissors' point closer to Dr. Joe's neck, drawing a bloody line.
"Okay, we won't move!" Carter raised both hands, "Calm down, buddy. I remember you, Phoenix. You only have 3 months left on your sentence. Don't do something you'll regret!"
"Fuck! Who's to blame for this!" Phoenix was emotionally unstable, his eyes full of bloodshot.
"If you hadn't refused to cooperate, how would I do such a thing! It's all your fault, you harmed me!"
"So those drug dealers threatened you? Who was it? Who told you!"
"Fuck off! Don't try to trick me into talking!" Phoenix gripped the scissors tightly again, "Get your boss over here! Let that vampire appear before my eyes immediately! Otherwise I'll kill him!"
"Okay, don't be anxious!" Carter immediately used the radio to notify Angelina.
Three minutes later, James and tactical squad members quickly arrived and fully controlled the area around the medical room. At the same time, they aimed guns from outside the window, ready to kill Phoenix at any moment.
Then Lind strode into the medical room and walked in front of Phoenix.
"Phoenix, born in Texas, Black, male, 32 years old this year. Has a mother, two brothers, and two sisters at home. Imprisoned for robbery at 23, imprisoned for theft at 26, imprisoned for vehicle theft at 29. Currently has 3 months and 2 days left on his sentence."
Lind quickly recited the prisoner's incarceration history to his face.
Then mocked, "Cotton industry automation wasn't meant to give you leisure time to commit crimes by taking hostages here, so tell me, what do you want? If you want a father, then I'm sorry, I don't plan to have an additional Black son."
Phoenix cursed, "You white pig, it's all your fault. You harmed me and harmed my family."
"So those drug dealers found your family?" Lind asked.
"Don't force me!" Phoenix gripped the scissors tightly again.
"Alright, alright." Lind spread his hands, "Since you wanted me to come over, what exactly do you want to do?"
"I want to let you know, let everyone know, that I did it!" Phoenix's words were somewhat hard to understand.
But Lind understood. This guy Phoenix must have been threatened by outside drug dealers using his family. They demanded Phoenix must cause trouble in prison before they would spare this guy.
That's why today's incident happened.
Seeing Phoenix's chest constantly heaving and the veins on his palms bulging, as if he planned to harm Joe fatally, Lind decisively said, "Then how about letting me exchange places with Joe."
"What?" Phoenix was stunned.
Lind smiled, "If they want you to choose someone in prison to harm, wouldn't harming me be a better choice?"
As he spoke, he slowly walked toward Phoenix.
"They want you to warn me, right?"
"If I don't cooperate, they'll have all the prisoners cause trouble one by one and ruin my prison."
"So if you take me hostage, this matter will definitely become bigger. I'll be more afraid, they'll be happier, and then they'll release your family, right?"
Phoenix hadn't expected Lind to make such a suggestion and his brain temporarily froze.
But he felt Lind made sense. His fingers unconsciously loosened the scissors, then shouted, "Then you come over alone! And give me a gun too!"
"No way!" Cohen shouted.
If Phoenix got a gun, this situation would become uncontrollable.
"No problem." But Lind agreed to him, took out his pistol, and threw it on the bed near Phoenix.
Then he shouted to the others, "All guards step back two steps!"
"Warden!" The guards were very anxious, but seeing Lind's determined expression, they could only agree to step back.
Phoenix tensed his nerves and hid completely behind Joe, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.
Only after the guards were farther away from him did he let go and first grab the gun.
At this time, Lind had slowly walked close to the two of them.
Phoenix immediately pointed the gun at Lind upon seeing this, then forcefully pushed Dr. Joe out.
"Now, you're my hostage, you racist pig!" Phoenix arrogantly touched Lind's forehead with the gun.
After hearing this, Lind raised his eyebrows, "Forgot to tell you, there are no bullets in this gun."
"What!" Phoenix was slightly stunned.
However, at the next moment, Lind's right hand curved and swung, quickly knocking away the gun in Phoenix's hand, then his left hand shot out from under his right elbow like a snake's tongue!
Wing Chun, finger strike!
Before Phoenix could react, Lind's finger had already struck hard against his eyeball.
"Ah!"
With a scream, blood spurted from Phoenix's right eye.
He covered his eye and the pistol fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the guards immediately rushed over and controlled Phoenix with sedative spray.
Lind picked up the Colt M1911 pistol by himself, opened the magazine, and showed the golden bullets to Phoenix.
"Unfortunately, I lied to you."
After saying this, he ignored the subsequent detention, walked out of the medical room, came to James's side and said, "Pry open Phoenix's mouth. I want to know who passed information to him."
"Yes!"
"Also, get ready. The first operation is about to begin."
