The gray and hazy sky, the dancing snowflakes, hit Qin Fan's face, he didn't just want to see Chang Jun soon.

In front of the square of the Gao'an Grand Theater, more than a dozen Jiefang cars have been parked, and there are police, joint defense teams, and PLA soldiers in front of and behind the cars. The crowd of black crows and crows at the entrance of the theater poured in, and above the theater hung the "Public Trial Conference to Severely Crack Down on Criminals Who Seriously Endanger Social Security."

"What are you doing here?" someone grabbed Qin Fan's arm. Qin Fan looked back and saw that it was Liu Suo, and hurriedly said, "Liu Suo, I heard that there is going to be a public trial, I will come to see my brother." ”

"You can go in, but don't mess with me, be careful and arrest me. Liu was frightened.

"Yes, yes, yes. Qin Fan agreed, and ran towards the door of the theater. I also saw Police Chen and Police Zhang, as well as some familiar policemen, who were transferred to guard like Liu.

Qin Fan squeezed to the door, and could only stick to the people in front of him and slowly squirm forward, Lao Cui, Wu Yu, and Jinjun followed closely, and the people inside kept coming over: "Don't talk about life" and "Don't talk loudly."

When Qin Fan finally squirmed inside. The theater was already full of people, a table was set up on the stage, the relevant leaders of the court, the procuratorate, the public security bureau and other relevant leaders sat behind it, and there were already prisoners standing in front of the stage, and there was a soldier on both sides of each prisoner, facing the black oppressive audience, the prisoner's head was pressed hard by the soldier's hand, and the people in the audience could only see the big sign hanging on the bare head and neck.

The sentencing officer on the rostrum, reading the crimes of the prisoners on the stage and the sentences given, Qin Fan squinted his eyes, trying to see the people on the stage, read the names on the signs of the prisoners, Qin Fan also heard the names of Hu Wuzhi, Zhang Bin, Yan Xin and others, no surprise, these people were all sentenced to death and executed immediately. There were also some Qin Fan who didn't know that the prisoners on the stage were escorted down, and then another group of prisoners were escorted up.

Qin Fan squeezed forward again, but still didn't see Chang Jun, there were Chen Jialong, Tan Feng, Wang Chen, Wei Qiang (Da Mao), Zhang Zheng, Xia Xiaohai and others in this batch, when the verdict read: Chen Jialong...... When the crime is so heinous that it is sentenced to life imprisonment and is to be executed immediately. The crowd in the auditorium suddenly let out loud curses, and then some policemen ran over and shone flashlights on the people who were talking in the crowd, and some were dragged out nearby.

Several batches of prisoners were taken down on the stage, but Chang Jun was never seen, and Qin Fan muttered in his heart whether he was late.

Suddenly, Qin Fan heard the people around him lower their voices and said, "Damn, there are still women, they don't look bad." ”

"What crime have you committed?" asked someone with bad eyes.

"Hooliganism, damn it, there are women who commit hooliganism. ”

"Fuck, you're deaf, didn't you listen to that? That woman fucks with a couple of guys at home, it's not hooliganism. Someone scoffed.

Finally, after another batch of prisoners were escorted to the stage, the sentencing officer read Chang Jun's name, Qin Fan looked at the stage with wide eyes, and first found the sign, which read: Rape and murderer Chang Jun. Then I saw the glorious head, which was pressed low by the warrior behind him.

"Rape and murderer Chang Jun, male, 18 years old, was born in ...... on August 17, 88

The circumstances were heinous and the crime was extremely heinous, and he was sentenced to death and immediately executed. Qin Fan didn't hear the sound clearly, he only felt that his head was buzzing, and his eyes were staring at the bare blue head on the sign.

When the sentencing officer on the stage ended the sentence of these prisoners and waved his hand for the soldiers to escort these prisoners off the stage, a sad voice came from the audience of the black crow: "Chang Jun, you fool!"

Chang Jun desperately wanted to raise his head, he heard that it was his brother Qin Fan's voice, and the warriors behind him were also desperately holding his head, and shouted: "Be honest!" But he still raised his head slightly, but what he saw was a crowd of black crows and crows standing and sitting below. But he knew there was his brother in the crowd.

Wu Yuhe Jinjun, who was standing behind Qin Fan, was startled by Qin Fan's voice, and then saw a police officer running towards him, Wu Yuhe Jinjun was busy pulling Qin Fan and stumbling towards the outside of the theater.

The people behind split their ways, and the three of them squeezed out like lost dogs, leaving only a speculation behind them: "At such a young age, a family member has been sentenced?"

Jinjun still wanted to turn around and defend himself, but was pulled by Wu Yuyi and reprimanded: "Son, when is this time, do you still want to do it? Protect Qin Fan!"

The three of them finally squeezed out of the crowd and came to a corner of the side hall of the theater, Qin Fanwei sat down with his body bent, Wu Yu couldn't persuade him, so he had to stand around him.

From time to time, people came out of the theater, and some rushed in after hearing the sound, and soldiers with guns stood on both sides of the passage in the theater, and the prisoners who had finished the sentence were escorted to the truck one by one under the supervision of the soldiers.

Chang Jun, who was standing in the truck, still tried to raise his head, wanting to see his brother and the world, there was no Qin Fan's figure, only the voice in front: Chang Jun, you fool. Qin Fan's existence was revealed.

The snowflakes fell on the bare blue scalp and dry lips, and I felt a trace of coolness, and then under the truck, someone suddenly scolded: "This murderer is laughing when he kills someone." Then there were clods of earth, stones, and snow smashed at Chang Jun, who was laughing miserably.

The policeman under the car pointed to the crowd and shouted, "Don't move, don't be impulsive!"

Chang Jun, who had been hit on the cheek by a stone, was still smiling miserably, blood mixed with flying snowflakes flowing down.

Among the people who dispersed from the theater, Wei Feifei, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, glanced at Qin Fan, who was sitting in a daze, gritted his teeth, and turned around and left hatefully without stepping forward.

Xuemei, who was flushed with a red face, finally found Qin Fan and them, seeing Qin Fan's frightening pale face and empty eyes, Xuemei hugged Qin Fan's head in distress, and asked Wu Yu in a low voice What was going on? Wu Yu shook his head, pointed to his heart, and stopped talking.

Xuemei stroked Qin Fan's hair over and over again, and kept whispering to comfort Qin Fan. The truck in front of the theater square was loaded with prisoners escorted by soldiers, and drove towards the execution ground in the snowflakes flying in the sky.

Qin Fan, who had been sitting for a long time, had numb legs and couldn't stand up, Wu Yuhe and Jinjun hurriedly helped him to walk to the restaurant, and Xuemei, who was following behind, looked at the wetness on the coat on his chest, and didn't know that Qin Fan was crying sadly. Xuemei, who had never seen Qin Fan like this, felt extremely uncomfortable.

Qin Fan, who was helped into the restaurant by Wu Yuhe and Jinjun, startled the girls who were preparing dinner preparations, and hurriedly gathered around to ask what was wrong, Qin Fan waved his hand weakly, and asked them to disperse and do their own things.

Help Qin Fan, who was lying on the bed, and let Xuemei and Wu Yu go out too, he just wanted to be alone. Wu Yuhe marched out of the door, and only Xuemei stood there alone and did not move.

Qin Fan wanted to wave his hand to let Xuemei go out again, but Xuemei stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed, took off his shoes, covered him with the quilt again, and persuaded softly: "The matter has come to this, no matter how sad you are, it won't help." ”

After thinking about it, he rubbed Qin Fan's legs, which were still a little numb, with both hands.

The girls downstairs surrounded Wu Yuhe and marched into the army, and asked Qin Fan what was going on, Wu Yu endured and endured, and finally couldn't resist the girl's curiosity, and told them what happened during the public trial, among the girls, like Zhang Lingling and Xu Weiwei, and a few girls also knew about Chang Jun and Han Xue'er, and even knew the relationship between Chang Jun and Qin Fan.

Zhang Lingling couldn't help but say that Chang Jun was really miserable by Han Xue'er's family, but Xu Weiwei said that Chang Jun really shouldn't have pulled out a knife, and endured a beating, and there would be no such thing in the future. Wu Yu and Jinjun both knew what had happened, and couldn't help nodding, and they also thought that Chang Jun should not pull out a knife and kill people.

"It's a pity that such a handsome big boy!" Zhang Lingling sighed.

"Chang Jun is dead, so how can Han Xue'er live?" Xu Weiwei sympathized with the small and delicate girl.

The snow was still falling outside.