Chapter: 5954

Yichen asked curiously, "Why doesn't Gustavo Sanchez let you guys get close to others?"

Dean said, "Gustavo Sanchez has too many enemies. According to rumors, he directly or indirectly killed at least several thousand people during his development in Mexico, including many government officials from that region. The Mexican government alone wants to take revenge on him for killing so many people, so he is very cautious about his personal safety in prison. Anyone in Zone One who forms a gang will pose a threat to him, especially if they ally with those from Zone Two. He'll issue a death threat as soon as he finds out that someone in Zone One is forming a gang, and he has his own armed forces in Mexico. Whoever provokes him will kill their entire family. We can't provoke him."

Yichen nodded, then Dean looked at the entrance of Zone One and whispered to Yichen, "Sanchez has arrived!"

Yichen followed his gaze and saw several brown-skinned men from Mexico walking forward, roughly pushing everyone aside on both sides, followed by a middle-aged man who was about 1.65 meters tall, with a flat face and a round belly, surrounded by several bodyguards.

Dean told Yichen, "The people around Sanchez are all high-ranking members of his own gang whom he has carefully selected to protect him."

Yichen didn't think much of this Sanchez, having dealt with crime groups from Mexico before. In his opinion, there was no fundamental difference between Mexican and global criminal organizations - they were just more brutal and had no bottom line.

Initially in Mexico, Yichen had wiped out an entire criminal organization. These armed thugs were ruthless but not particularly strong in battle. They only had a significant advantage over ordinary civilians. In front of the Wan Long Hall, they were utterly insignificant.

Yichen was not here to suppress evil or seek justice this time; he just wanted to find Zhaoyong from back then, who was also known as Zhou Peter, and who appeared in his father's old photographs. He didn't care about who the big shots were in this prison.

So, he asked Dean: "Is Lucas from Wan Shi Tong here?"

Dean searched around for half a day and pointed to a skinny young man in the crowd saying, "That's Lucas."

At this time, Lucas had just walked into the cafeteria, standing behind Yichen at the end of the line, punching rice while chatting with the prisoners around him.

Yichen noted down Lucas' appearance, preparing to find an opportunity to chat with him later.

Meanwhile, Sanchez and his entourage of over 10 people were already seated by a large window on the south side, with Sanchez sitting in front of a six-person table against the window. The others sat at tables around him in a half-circle formation.

Yichen was curious about why this group didn't go to get their food when a few guards and a man dressed as a chef pushed a cart into the cafeteria. Although the cart had a stainless steel cover on top, the strong aroma inside still made some prisoners subconsciously drool.

The cart was directly pushed in front of Sanchez, and his associates immediately rushed forward to open the cover and take a look. Inside were many exquisite dishes: bread, salad, cold-cut Spanish ham, French snail soup, and even a three-part cooked prime rib, as well as a bottle of Romanee-Conti red wine.

Yichen was shocked, unable to believe that the prison in North Federation would be so shameless in giving special treatment. Sanchez's dinner was basically a three-Michelin-star French meal.

At this time, Sanchez' associates began to carry out all these dishes and lay them before him. One of his underlings also expertly opened the bottle of Romanee-Conti red wine and took out a decanter and a red wine glass from the cart's second layer, pouring the wine into it.

Yichen saw Dean gazing at Sanchez' food with drooling eyes, and couldn't help but ask him: "Has Sanchez been acting this way in the prison all along?"

"Ugh..." Dean's mouth wound was stinging from saliva, and he gritted his teeth and said to Yichen: "From the day Sanchez arrived, he's been like this, and that chef is one he brought from Westside, allegedly. The kitchen here has a part reserved for him, and his chef takes care of his meals every day."

As he spoke, Dean's face lit up with envy: "Brotherly Prison is a federal prison, and there's no visiting opportunities for spouses... But Sanchez has special privileges, three hours of spouse visiting time every week. Allegedly, his subordinates send him different styles of beautiful women to entertain him each time..."

Yichen noticed the envy on Dean's face and asked curiously: "How can you still be so envious? You're a queer, aren't you?"

Dean's face fell as he said: "Sir... I wouldn't do anything if I had the chance to meet women. But since someone sends me three beautiful women every week, even death couldn't stop me from not being gay..."

Yichen smiled slightly and didn't say another word, still observing their surroundings. Almost all the prisoners in the two adjacent areas had gathered, but he still hadn't seen Peter.

After they finished eating, Yichen didn't go with Dean to their usual dining area but walked over to the crowd near the back, and said to Lucas: "Lucas, right? I'm Andrew's friend, and he asked me to come find you. You can take care of something for me."

Lucas immediately pointed to a table in the corner and told Yichen: "Brother, wait at that table. I'll be there soon." JrNovels.com