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PRI Chapter 33: Big Haul!!!

Added 2025-08-17 11:00:19 +0000 UTC

Lind encountered no obstacles on his way back to the prison.

In fact, after taking out those drug dealers blocking the road, James's wish mission was already completed.

And the rewards were quite generous.

First, after James's loyalty was raised to maximum value, a new identity was unlocked.

[Tactical Commander: When serving as squad leader, personal ability +50%, team coordination ability +50%, team members' loyalty +50% improvement speed]

This identity was different from something like Head Guard which was just words on paper. It was equivalent to a permanent effect, which could be said to be extremely useful.

The second reward, the Electric Shock Interrogation Room, was targeted at prisoners.

[Electric Shock Interrogation Room: When prisoners undergo electric shock interrogation, fear value +50% improvement speed, lying probability -50%]

Lind's eyes lit up the moment he saw this blueprint. If the prison had this facility, then the prisoners' fear values could be quickly raised to maximum.

And after the fear value reached maximum, the various information that the prisoners revealed would become the prison's best means of earning extra money.

Just like this time, the property hidden in the Iron Riders Gang leader's villa was worth a full 600,000 dollars. After splitting it up, Lind received 540,000, and each member of the tactical squad received 10,000 dollars.

This was much faster than honestly selling headphones to make money.

However, getting this kind of precise information wasn't that simple, and not all prisoners knew where their boss's property was hidden.

Moreover, they were lucky this time. The Iron Riders Gang was originally a third-rate gang with low personnel vigilance.

If it were one of those highly vigilant drug trafficking gangs, trying to take down a villa with just 6 people would be wishful thinking.

After the group returned to the prison, the two remaining survivors were secretly sent to Interrogation Room No. 1 by James.

"Only one of you two can live," Lind said, looking at the drug dealers tied to chairs. "Whoever speaks first lives. It's that simple."

After speaking, he had James separate the two.

Facts proved that this prisoner's dilemma was very effective. After enduring more than ten minutes of torture, the two couldn't help but confess everything.

Including who their boss was, where the gang's gathering place was, how many people usually guarded it, and what weapons they carried.

After confirming that the information the two confessed was consistent and they weren't lying, Lind said to each of them separately, "Unfortunately, the other person spoke faster than you."

Subsequently, the two drug dealers took turns embarking on the road to hell.

As for the bodies, Lind instructed James to throw them into the cement mixer, letting their flesh and blood mix with mud and sand to become the prison's new foundation.

After finishing this matter, James came to the solitary confinement cell.

From yesterday until today, Phoenix had one eye covered with gauze and one eye staring blankly without focus.

James had no doubt that if this guy learned that his mother and siblings were harmed, he would commit suicide directly in the prison.

Fortunately, nothing had happened.

Walking up to Phoenix, James squatted down and handed him a photo.

Phoenix didn't notice at first, until the photo touched his body and he came to his senses, instinctively taking it.

"This is..." He looked at it and found it was a photo of himself with his mother.

Phoenix immediately grabbed James's arm and said excitedly, "Where did this photo come from! What did you do to them!"

"Calm down, buddy," James pressed Phoenix down firmly, staring directly into his bloodshot eyes.

"Your mom and your siblings are fine. They're currently on their way to Ohio. You should know, right? They have friends there."

"I know, Ohio. My mom's ex-boyfriend is there," Phoenix said. Upon hearing this, the worried expression on his face immediately dissipated by more than half.

James shrugged and didn't ask why they weren't going to find his father.

As everyone knows, one of America's famous intangible cultural heritages is the black father.

"So you can rest assured," James stood up. "But even though you were threatened, we'll still prosecute you. Unfortunately, your sentence will be delayed again."

"It doesn't matter," Phoenix said gratefully. "As long as my family isn't harmed, that's good."

As he spoke, the young black man shed tears.

If Lind had been there at this moment, he would have found that his fear value had risen to maximum.

...

"Warden, according to the drug dealers' confessions, the Grande Gang is a gang established by Mexicans. Their initial purpose was to transport drugs for the Gulf Cartel."

"It's just that in recent months, the border patrol's patrol intensity has increased significantly, and several batches of their drugs have been intercepted."

"So they set their sights on our prison, wanting to take over here as a transit station for transporting and processing drugs."

Lind listened to James's report while thinking and tapping on the desk.

"Who is their boss?"

"Gian Fraser, one of Osiel's subordinates, nicknamed The Butcher."

"The Butcher? How so?"

"Because this guy likes to torture people. He often uses knives to make dozens of consecutive cuts on enemies' bodies, waiting for them to die naturally from blood loss."

"Sounds quite fierce," Lind narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and continued, "James, have the squad investigate them. I want to know when this guy gets up, when he eats, when he has sex, every detail. Understand?"

"Understood."

"Also, investigate their gathering place and drug trafficking routes clearly. Since we're going to strike, we need to grab him by the throat directly!"

"Yes."

After James left, Lind washed his hands and looked at the deterrence value on the prison panel.

Although the drug dealers' various interferences had slowed down the deterrence value's growth rate considerably, after several prisoners and guards reached maximum fear and loyalty values, the deterrence value also experienced a rapid growth wave.

It now had 150 points, enough for 15 consecutive draws.

Lind secretly prayed in his heart that he would draw more useful items and not get more bulletproof vests and bulletproof shields.

After praying for a moment, he reached out and clicked. Suddenly, a system notification popped up.

[Special combat squad formation detected in prison, extraction adds "weapons"]

"Can draw weapons now?" Lind expressed his love for this humanized system.

He hurriedly clicked again, and immediately rewards flooded the screen.

C-grade Guard [Gore Reyes]

C-grade Guard [Layton Kent]

C-grade Guard [Lena Collins]

D-grade Guard [Edwin Seck]

D-grade Guard [Candy Jackson]

First was a batch of new guards, perfectly filling the vacancy left by departing guards.