I snore when I sleep

Four deadly choices in life:
Being a cop in Mexico!
Absolute justice here means getting shot, BIUBIUBIU.
The protagonist finds himself in the body of a jail guard and discovers that his eyes can see a person's Crime Value!
Only by outgunning the criminals can he uphold justice!
This prison is called "Plateau Prison", the highest security level in Mexico.
At this time, there is a man locked up inside.
His name is Gallardo, nicknamed Godfather, one of the founders of the Guadalajara Cartel.
If you want to survive, either leave this damned country, or climb your way to the top.
Mexico can be bright!

Working as a police officer in Mexico

Islaparolada district. A factory covering an area of about 400 square meters.


The sign hanging at the entrance had a semblance of legitimacy: "Mexican New Generation Hope Technical School."


It was October and fall had arrived, yet Ryan was still wearing short sleeves, shouting through a megaphone at the twenty-odd skinny adolescents sprawled on the ground, "Hold it up! Hold it up! What the hell are you doing? Fucking the ground?"


While speaking, he stepped on the buttocks of a kid next to him, and the latter collapsed to the ground, both arms shaking.


"If you want to make money, you must endure hardship. Even whores have to wear out the sheets every day, and you don't have what it takes for that. You can only suffer more. Let me tell you, if you don't pass in 3 weeks, you all can fuck off."


Chapter 29: The True Mexican.