Chapter O17: Meet the Death Row Prisoners

"Telephone, telephone, Dingzi, the horse bureau is looking for you. Zou Dahai walked out of the duty room at the door, and called Ding Fan from afar.

After staying here for a long time, Ding Fan seemed to have become isolated from the world, and as soon as he heard that he had his own phone, his face immediately showed a hint of surprise, and he nodded excitedly.

At this time, he no longer cares about good things or bad things, no matter how bad it is, he has not suffered any crimes in the detention center, although he said that he has not been weighed on the scale, but he has long felt that the waistband of his pants is very loose, and he has to carry it when he walks.

When he arrived at the duty room, he picked up the phone and was wondering who was looking for the driver, when he heard a familiar voice over there say, "Boy, you haven't suffered less...... I'm an old horse......"

Ding Fan listened, Ma Longfei took a puff of cigarette when he was halfway through speaking, he was rarely seen smoking before, and now his voice is so low, he must have been worried about Ding Fan.

A person has met a lot of leaders in his life, but he can rarely meet Ma Longfei like this, so Ding Fan wanted to ask him how he decided in the situation a second ago, but he didn't say it when the words came to his mouth, and his voice suddenly became naughty, teasing Ma Longfei and said: "Ma Bureau, what's wrong? Let me tell you, this kind of military training is always interesting, it's too exercised, Zou Dahai didn't bring me less food, I gained more than three pounds." ”

On the other side of the phone, Ma Longfei took two puffs of cigarette gently, looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall calmly with bloodshot eyes, adjusted his mood, suppressed the mood of anger, and said lightly: "Well, I guess I don't have to suffer less, there is something I want you to participate in the next ......."

After many efforts, as well as the investigation and evidence collection of Almighty in the later stage, the court finally made a judgment a few days ago, sentencing Xiaodi Zhixin and Awang to death, and the Supreme Court reviewed it today, and the court may be executed in a few days, so Ma Longfei wanted Ding Fan to go and see them.

There was still a mess in the prison cell, how could Ding Fan be in the mood to see the two dead goods, but he immediately thought of the unwritten rules in the criminal police, and couldn't help but be tempted. I don't know if it's like this all over the country, anyway, the public security organs in the surrounding areas of Hulu County are like this, for a policeman, no matter how difficult the process is when handling a case, no matter how wits and courage he fights with criminals, but once the case is judged, the atmosphere and annoyance for the murderer suddenly disappear, and it is replaced by a special feeling.

How do you feel? If you go to see him in the detention center, if you are sentenced to death, go and talk to someone, who likes to eat roast chicken and give him a chicken leg, and likes to drink alcohol, and bring half a bottle by the way.

Therefore, I have never heard of a few policemen who hate death row prisoners, and I have also heard that the death row prisoner scolded the police, hunters and foxes, if they lose the fight, they will lose, and when they die, they will often laugh and enmity and hatred.

"Okay, Director, it's ......" Ding Fan looked at the room, and immediately hesitated again, he was reminding Ma Longfei that he was still locked inside.

Ma Longfei said affirmatively: "I'll find someone for you to handle the formalities in a while, you are the person handling the Xinglong Mine case, look at the murderer, send a ride, I don't believe it, who can ......"

Because of the matter of Zhang Zhixin and Ah Wang, Liu Hui and Datou in the No. 4 cell are considered to have picked up the cheap, or Kan Liang will not come out, then I don't know if they should be unlucky.

This kind of thing to handle the formalities for Ding Fan is actually Ma Longfei's final say, he is the director on duty in the bureau today, and he can just approve a note.

Zhang Zhixin and Ngawang are now being held in the county No. 2 Detention Center, which is a hidden open space in the west of the county seat.

Sitting in the car of the detention center, Kan Liang said that the case of Zhang Zhixin and Ngawang was very popular in society some time ago, and Ding Fan was involved, and they were sent to a detention center in other places for a while.

Looking at the door, there are a few jeeps parked, and looking at this sign, you can see that there are police cars, cars from government agencies, and license plates from two regions, and it seems that the small landlord is estimated to be shot tomorrow morning, and all parties are going through formalities for him.

At this moment, in a special prison cell, the black room was soft-wrapped everywhere, and Xiao Di advocated that the heavy shackles on Zhixin's feet were tied to the handcuffs with iron chains, and he could sweat when he wanted to move.

He hid on the wooden board with a dull gaze, there was a deboned roast chicken beside him, half a bowl of liquor in a plastic bowl, everything was intact, anyone could see that this guy was at this time, he didn't cry or make trouble, he didn't even eat anything, he was definitely a guy with steel.

Ding Fan looked at him outside the iron window and his trouser legs were tied, but there must be no foreign objects, knowing that this guy must not be scared like those unproductive people at this time, he turned his head and asked a discipline and said, "Can I go in?

Since he came in, he didn't see Ma Longfei, and he was supposed to ask why the Ma Bureau didn't come, but everyone in the corridor was busy with the two death row prisoners, so he didn't ask, and now he wants to talk to him, so he naturally has to ask.

The discipline only said that the leader arranged for a police officer to come, and arranged a reception room to talk, but did not say anything else, just pointed to the back room and asked him to wait.

Ding Fan entered the room and immediately listened to the sound of iron doors and shackles.

Zhang Zhixin sat on the iron chair, his eyelids drooped, his eyes glazed, as if he had gone out of his body, although he was sitting here, he was in no mood to do anything.

"Lao Zhang, why bother? You are like this, you are about to hit the road, don't always think about bad things, don't you always say that after 20 years, labor and management will be a good man? Don't you shout? If you call me to arrange a ...... for you?" Ding Fan said in a word, speaking very sincerely, at least Zhang Zhixin sounded absolutely not fake.

Ding Fan in his eyes is still like that, thin and handsome, speaking in a crepe manner, with a smell of Yanjingjing films, it sounds very comfortable, and he can't help but think of the scene when he knocked himself to death and jumped off the building with himself, and his mind suddenly became annoyed, thinking about his disadvantages, but now this guy has never played evil except for being ruthless, and he has no means of despicability.

Therefore, after hearing Ding Fan say this, he just snorted, and his tone was clearly a refusal, but his face seemed to move, and he became less lifeless.

"Silk ......" Ding Fan lit a cigarette, took a puff gently, lowered his head and spit out a smoke ring in contemplation, and explained softly: "Little landlord, we have dealt with each other, and it can be regarded as fate, whether it is good fate or evil fate, it is fate, I think I will come to see you, for example, shouting slogans in this execution field, do you say that I am easy to handle? But mine will do it, when the time comes, let no one else point back, don't look for my fault above, save you from dying, by the way, there is one thing I admire your brothers......"

Ding Fan crossed Erlang's legs, said with some sighs, and took two puffs of cigarette lightly when he was excited, and then said slowly: "There is a way to steal, you are sentenced to death, but we are all men, I am also a child from a poor family, you said that your brothers and sisters were able to transport timber from the mountains and ice lakes down, no one else can compare, if you keep walking the right path......"

Smoking a cigarette, talking about his brothers' first pot of gold when they started a business, Zhang Zhixin couldn't help but slow down, looked at Ding Fan with a complicated expression, moved his eyes from his face to the cigarette in his hand, and couldn't help swallowing and spitting, it seemed that he was tempted.

These had long been squinted by Ding Fan's eyes, and he secretly said in his heart: "If it weren't for your brothers, would I be able to mix so badly?" Want to smoke a few bites? Hmph, even if you let you smoke, you can't be so cheap, and you can pretend to be high for me......"

In fact, Xiao Di advocates that Zhixin has no face and dignity, and he is about to go to the execution ground, and besides, this guy is usually a big land hooligan, and he is expected to do something of quality, which is not bullshit.

Listening to someone outside talking about tomorrow morning's car, breakfast or something, Ding Fan looked at him sincerely and said: "Okay, buddy, I guess you can sleep tonight, and you should ...... tomorrow" Glancing at his red socks, Ding Fan continued: "It's me begging you, that Bao Yajun eats chopsticks, are I Ding Fan and Kan Liang scared......?

"Hmph......" As soon as he heard Ding Fan say this, Zhang Zhixin's black fat face twitched, and he said vaguely in his mouth, and immediately gritted his teeth and stopped squeaking, but Ding Fan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and asked tentatively: "Forget it...... Do you smoke one?"

A cigarette, since I knew that I had been sentenced in the morning, who saw his policeman, seeing his desperate appearance, would ask him if he smoked one, he had smoked four or five cigarettes this day, but it seems that now is the time when he wants to smoke the most, because an uncomfortable smell in his body wells up in his heart, and it is the feeling of wanting to smoke and scratch his ears and cheeks.

A cigarette was placed not far in front of him by Ding Fan, he instinctively reached out to take it, it seemed that all his vigilance was relaxed at once, and he couldn't help but say: "This kid with buckteeth, he's special, this guy owes my eldest brother the love of the old nose, how many times has he been back, as long as he has the opportunity, he will definitely block the knife for the boss, what does it have to do with you......"

That's it!

That's it!

Although this kind of death row prisoner said something that could not relieve Ding Fan of anything, at least Ding Fan felt comfortable and heard what he wanted to hear the most, and later talked about what he falsely accused in it, Ding Fan handed over the lighter in time, watched him light it, and then the two talked a lot, which led to a thing: Zhang Zhixin made up his mind when he was interrogated, as long as he didn't die, he was sure that Bucktooth Six was forced to death by Kan Liang, and Zhang Zhixin's black hand.

"Little landlord, this half box of cigarettes is given to you, smoke slowly. I'm so obedient, you bastard, why are you so serious, we can't calm this matter with a group of policemen, you're too tough, why didn't I show you so much before. Ding Fan is relieved now, and he has become more relaxed when he speaks, and even jokes a little.

"Hmph, I haven't done anything before, if you don't judge me for so long, it must be that you have something difficult to do, this has long been guessed. Zhang Zhixin said a situation that Ding Fan would never have imagined. ()

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