Pingwei sensed the dissatisfaction and suspicion of the prisoners around him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, such a problem is also something he has not experienced, and he probably needs more opportunities to make up for it. Otherwise, trust is lost, and the problem is big.

Fortunately, the sentencing meeting will be held the next morning, and this night is the last night that No. 4 Wang Peineng has spent in this world.

Pingwei seems to have a feeling of full blood activation, full of confidence. Because from a psychological point of view, the more you reach the critical point, the more you can get the most extreme gains. He became more and more convinced that Wang Pei had a colander in his stomach, and sooner or later he would pull out the gold ring.

In the evening, Ping Yu and two young men from the criminal police came to the detention center again with a Daokou roast chicken, a bottle of Moutai and a few baked cakes.

Her wishful thinking was to interrogate the suspect in the case at hand first, and wait for the possible outcome of Pingwei's side in the interrogation room. If there is a problem, a glance at Pingwei can also be activated with full blood.

Yes, in the end, I must visit Pingwei and see how Wang Pei expressed himself at the last moment of his life. From a human point of view, on the last night of a death row prisoner, anyone who knows about it, or whose relatives, friends, or interested people will have a lot of dreams, sleepless nights, and many stories.

To say that Wang Pei has been talking, talking, and talking again for many days, recalling, recalling, recalling. Especially looking down at the eyes of the prisoners looking up to him below, although it is full of all kinds of content, but the feeling of being admired from above makes him really feel that he is not only a death row prisoner, but even a moment of excitement, he is like Hitler wondering Mussolini's passionate speech in front of thousands of people!

Naturally, his desire to survive has skyrocketed unprecedentedly.

At this moment when the night was falling, Wang Pei was staring blankly at the night sky, and the faint light pouring in from the small high window was the moonlight? Wang Pei was full of doubts. As soon as the sun disappeared, Wang Pei became unusually silent.

Pingwei stood up, trying his best to hide his deep anxiety. He understood that if Wang Pei didn't speak and confess again, there would not be much time to verify, and what if he met an irresponsible prison guard? Although he knew that Wang Pei must have material, there was nothing he could do if he didn't pour out.

Looking at Wang Pei's wandering or panicked gaze that glanced at him from time to time, Pingwei intuitively felt that his reasoning was not a novel, and naturally understood that Wang Pei still had a big case that he had not spit out.

This big case must be a shocking case!

Definitely, otherwise, this guy wouldn't have been talking to Pingwei a few times since noon.

Thinking of this, Ping Wei's heart was settled, he pretended to listen to your spit ironcladly, and deliberately got free. He probably knew that the Last Supper would be brilliantly presented.

Sure enough, before dinner, a policeman opened the small window on the door and asked, "Four, what do you want to eat? ”

Wang Pei didn't move, but occasionally rolled his dull eyes, still staring at the small window in front of him, and was silent for a long time before asking, "Can I eat anything?"

The police could only see Wang Pei's back, so they shouted: "No. 4, speak, what do you want to eat?"

The prisoners sitting in a circle panicked, and immediately began to parrot one by one: "Can you eat anything?"

The policeman smiled and said, "As long as we can get it, we will do it for you." The last needs of life, as long as possible, we have to meet them. ”

Wang Pei's face softened, glanced at Ping Wei, shouted a spoof, and said, "Stew me a pot of braised pork, and then have a bottle of white wine." ”

The policeman stretched out his head, looked at Pingwei from the small window, and said, "Braised pork, there is no problem; ”

In the end, it was the shrewd and bold Wang Pei, who immediately chased after him and shouted loudly: "Braised pork, you must be made of the most authentic pork belly, and liquor, you must bring a bottle of Feitian brand Moutai liquor with 52 degrees!"

The policeman outside the small window laughed and said, "No. 4, you are really amazing, this unreasonable request can be regarded as convincing, only you kid dare to put it forward like this." To tell the truth, this is the first time in 10 years that I have heard that a condemned prisoner dares to put forward such high standards and strict demands! Well, I don't dare to call the shots, I have to go and ask Director Wang to go! I only promise you that I will definitely ask the leaders to go, and you wait. After saying that, the policeman laughed, shook his head, and left.

Pingwei also smiled and stretched out his right thumb towards Wang Pei.

Wang Pei was very proud, and he smiled, but his cheeks immediately stiffened and spasmed.

The prisoners gathered in a circle showed expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred one by one.

At ten o'clock in the evening, wine and meat actually came up.

The wine is really a 52-degree Feitian brand Moutai. The meat is really braised pork made from authentic pork belly. In addition to this, there is also a large pot of steaming white rice, which is fragrant and makes the mouth water.

Good fellow, to the surprise of a room full of prisoners, everyone in the cell has a share.

Wang Pei walked down the "altar", smiled and sandwiched a piece of red, glamorous, fat but not greasy braised pork for each prisoner, and stuffed it into everyone's mouth, watching everyone almost devour it in one gulp, but he himself couldn't eat a piece.

He picked up Moutai again, tore off the plastic skin, unscrewed the cap, held the bottle high, and shook it, and the smell of Moutai sauce filled the cell. Looking at the faces with blank eyes and wide open mouths, Wang Pei said, "Brothers, I'm sorry, I Wang Pei can only give you a small sip of this wine!" After speaking, he gave everyone a small bottle of white wine and made it one by one.

Finally, he said to everyone: "Brothers, eat and drink, at least the fragrant white rice is enough! To tell the truth, this is the first and last time I have given the brothers food and drink, and I would like to thank them very much! Rest assured, brothers, you have been so good to me these days, I will not give the brothers any more trouble, and I will definitely not commit suicide." Not only that, but I want you all to make meritorious contributions! All of you have your sentences commuted! All of you go home early!"

As he spoke, Wang Pei raised the bottle in his hand, pointed it to his mouth, gurgling, and killed the remaining bottle of Moutai liquor by himself. The white wine that overflowed the corners of his mouth moistened his neck, only to see his Adam's apple trembling and trembling, and two lines of cloudy tears oozing out of his eyes.

A circle of prisoners stood up and gave Wang Pei a look at each other, each with words of blessing or thanks.

Wang Pei's face turned red, and tears flowed out like a stream.

Pingwei has been silently staring at all this. Braised pork, after eating two pieces of white wine, and drinking two sips, what more could the husband ask for? However, when he saw this situation, he immediately shouted loudly: "Brothers, don't be like this, manly man, what are you crying for! If you are a man, you must have tears and not flick it! If you live, you must be a real person! If you die, you are also a good man! Okay, well, brothers, we must think more about Wang Pei's brothers, and we can't let the memory he left us look like such a bear, right? Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and eat dinner!"

As he spoke, Pingwei picked up the bowl, filled a bowl of rice, poured two spoonfuls of braised pork on it, and handed it to Wang Pei. Then, the spoon was handed to a small attendant.

So, a circle of prisoners got busy, and the excitement was in full swing, and a pot of braised pork and white rice disappeared in an instant.

After a long time, Wang Pei blushed and pulled up Pingwei with a thick neck, and retreated under the small window.

Wang Peili stood beside Pingwei and hesitated for a long time before he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and said to him: "Dude, Lao Tzu is not waiting! I will tell you frankly about a particularly big murder case now! Do you know who is the vice governor of our province who is in charge of agriculture?"

Ping Wei thought for a moment: "I said, it seems to be called Li Bing, right?"

"Tell you, his wife is not missing!" Wang Pei smiled quietly, his face full of weirdness.

Pingwei didn't know about this disappearance, but he still raised his eyebrows and said strangely: "How do you know, do you know her whereabouts?"

Wang Pei was smug and said, "Of course, I know how she died." ”

Pingwei was shocked, but still faint and cold, and said with a smile: "I said Wang Pei, did you listen to someone say that she died? Isn't it just gone? I can tell you, I said Wang Pei, this is your last moment, as long as you tell the truth, tomorrow, at least tomorrow, I can tell you for sure that you kid will not be shot!"

Wang Pei's eyes stared at Pingwei, blinking, happy, and smug laughter, and there was no fear, anxiety and dazed mentality of going to the execution ground.

He said eloquently: "Of course it's true, I'll just tell you one." Go and report it, either alone or with all the brothers, share the surprise I have brought you! I firmly believe that everyone will certainly be rewarded and commuted for meritorious service. ”