Early in the morning, when the first rays of sunlight shone on the earth, several judges walked into the detention center for death row prisoners in the Shenzhou City Public Security Bureau in the middle of dawn. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The reception room is located at the end of another enclosed passage, and there are both public and separate reception rooms. This is a separate reception room, with more than 20 square meters, and a large rectangular table of 10 square meters is placed in the center, which is connected to the ground and cannot be shaken by ordinary people. At the longest end of the rectangle, a plastic chair was placed on each side, and the plastic chair where the visitor was sitting was facing the door of the reception room, and there was no chain connected to the long table, and the plastic chair on the opposite side was actually tied to the long table, and could not be lifted or taken away except that it could be moved in a small area, and the purpose of this should be to prevent the prisoner from using the chair as a weapon to hurt people.

When the judges arrived, the prisoners were quickly brought out and seated in the plastic chairs that were tied to the long table.

He was a handsome young man, tall and slightly thin, and although he was shackled, his every move did not show the slightest hint of sluggishness.

Moreover, unlike the prisoners they saw in the past, who were looking for death and screaming for appeal or dementia after being notified of the execution, the young man in front of him looked calm and calm, which surprised the judges.

After asking the prisoner about his name, age, date of birth, and place of origin, the judges handed him a confirmation and a pen.

"Lin Yizhe, you were sentenced to death for intentional homicide in accordance with the law, and according to the execution order issued by the Supreme Court, you are sentenced to death today. Look at the signature. ”

The young man named Lin Yizhe took a quick look at the confirmation form, picked up the pen, and signed his name at the signature place, his fingers were slender and powerful, and when he signed, the pen was neat and neat, without any sense of hindrance.

"Do you have any last words, letters, or relics that you need to confess?"

"I want to be able to arrange to see my wife one last time before the execution." Lin Yizhe said calmly.

Several judges looked at each other, "Yes." ”

At this moment, a beautiful female police officer, accompanied by Xie Zonghan, the head of the Shenzhou City Public Security Bureau, walked in.

The female police officer recognized the judges, and her face turned pale all at once.

"Xiaotong, you're here." Lin Yizhe saw the female police officer, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

The female officer looked at him and nodded, her gaze falling on the death penalty confirmation on the table.

She knew that at this moment, everything was immutable.

"This is ......," a young judge asked, looking at the female police officer, a little hesitant. I didn't notice the idiot-like gazes of my colleagues around me.

"My name is Zhao Yuetong, and I am his wife." The female officer replied.

"Oh! I remembered, on TV-"

"You've done your duty, can you now stop taking up my husband's limited time?" Zhao Yuetong interrupted him, stared at him and said.

"Okay, that's good, you guys talk slowly." The judges were stunned by the powerful aura exuded by the female officer, and they packed up their things and left the reception room quickly.

When the judges walked out of the reception room and into the corridor, they faintly heard a sentence of "Yizhe, everything in the house is with me, you can go with confidence...... followed by low sobs. The judges glanced at each other, shook their heads and sighed in unison, and everyone's hearts felt heavy.

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Next to the execution chamber, observation room.

Zhao Yuetong came to the glass window, gently held the glass with both hands, and looked towards the execution room.

Ms. Zhao watched as her husband, Lin Yizhe, was placed on a stainless steel execution bed, and several paramedics stepped forward to tie his limbs and body to the railing next to the bed. Lin Yizhe lay there, looking around curiously, without the slightest fear on his face, as if this was a routine physical examination, not lethal injection, which deprived him of his life.

A bespectacled doctor came in and began to prepare the execution equipment.

The doctor opened an aluminum suitcase containing lethal injections, a total of six tubes, the drugs in which were divided into three colors: blue, yellow and colorless transparent, all of which were connected to a pump that delivered the drugs, and after examining the suitcase, the doctor began to attach the computer to the suitcase. After connecting to the computer, the doctor inserted the needle into the vein of Lin Yizhe's arm. Several of his assistants were gluing wires to Mr. Lin's body with various testing instruments used to test whether he had actually died after the injection.

Zhao Yuetong's eyes were fixed on these devices and poisons, and she knew that these were the things that were going to take her husband's life.

Lin Yizhe met Zhao Yuetong's gaze, smiled at her and nodded, she also smiled, with a hint of sadness in her quiet smile.

The doctors quickly completed all the preparations, the doctor with glasses who presided over all this made a gesture to indicate that everything was ready, the sheriff nodded, and issued an order to execute the sentence, and the doctor immediately came to the computer, and was about to press the enter key, Lin Yizhe suddenly said, "Doctor, can you put a headset on me and Xiaotong?" I want to talk to my Xiaotong and go to another world. ”

The doctor looked at Lin Yizhe with some surprise, and then looked at Xie Ju with an inquiring gaze, Xie Ju nodded as usual, and the doctor turned his head to an assistant and ordered a few words, and the assistant left quickly, and after a while, he brought two headsets. He put one of them on Lin Yizhe, and the other to a little nurse and handed it over to Zhao Yuetong.

"Xiaotong, can you hear me?" Lin Yizhe saw that Zhao Yuetong had put on a headset and immediately asked.

"Well, I can hear you." Zhao Yuetong looked at him and nodded slightly.

"Do you need anything else?" The doctor asked.

"No, thank you, doctor."

"Then I'm going to start."

The doctor said, pressed the enter key, and Zhao Yuetong couldn't help but hold his breath when he saw the first tube of medicine start to be injected into Lin Yizhe's vein.

"Xiaotong, I'm leaving. I'll sing you a song. Lin Yizhe said.

"I'm listening." Zhao Yuetong said calmly.

“…… I can't remember how long...... to hear you...... Tell me your favorite story......"

“…… You cry and say to me...... Fairy tales are all lies...... I can't ...... It's your prince...... Maybe you won't understand...... Ever since you said you loved me...... My Sky ...... The stars are bright......"

Lin Yizhe's singing voice sounded like a heavenly sound in the execution room, and the people in the room were all quiet for a while, and all of them stopped moving, as if they were completely immersed in the last song of their lives.

At this time, the first tube in the aluminum suitcase has been injected, and the machine automatically starts the injection of the second tube of poison, although the injection of poison is gradually increasing, but Lin Yizhe's singing voice has no sign of going out of tune, and gradually high-pitched and bright.

"If I had a boyfriend who did this to me, even if it ...... I'm upside down...... I am also willing to ......" The little nurse standing beside Zhao Yuetong was crying silently at this time.

Seeing this strange scene, the sweat on the forehead of the doctor in charge of the execution began to trickle.

Because until now, he has "killed" so many people, and this is the first time he has encountered such a scene.

“…… I'll be out of a fairy tale...... The angel you love...... Open your hands and turn them into wings to protect you...... You have to believe...... I believe we will be like in a fairy tale...... Happiness and joy are the ...... the end"

“…… Write ...... together Our end ......"

When the last line is sung, an even more bizarre scene appears.

In the aluminum suitcase, the third tube of poison was injected halfway through, but the piston in the tube could not be pushed down!

"What's going on?" The doctor asked anxiously, and several assistants immediately panicked and began to check the machine.

"The thrust of the machine is still there, but the needle can't be pushed anymore!"

Hearing the assistant's answer, the doctor began to panic.

Lin Yizhe calmly finished singing and turned his head to Zhao Yuetong.

"Live, Xiaotong, for me."

As soon as Lin Yizhe's voice fell, he only heard a "bang", and the syringe that injected the poison was like an explosion because it couldn't bear the pressure inside!

The scattered spray of medicine splashed the doctor with glass shards, making him embarrassed for a while, and at this moment, Lin Yizhe on the torture bed closed his eyes peacefully.

Zhao Yuetong, who covered her mouth with her hand, could no longer bear the grief in her heart, and cried bitterly while holding on to the glass, crying heartbreakingly.

When the doctor walked out of the execution room in despair, Zhao Yuetong, who was sitting on a chair in the corridor, seemed to be crazy, and suddenly rushed up desperately like an angry lioness and strangled his neck with both hands, "You murderer!" You killed my husband! I want your life for your life! I'm going to strangle you! Strangled you—"

Zhao Yuetong's delicate and delicate thorns seemed to have turned into iron tongs at this time, and the bone joints became white due to excessive force, and the doctor's eyes immediately bulged, and he kept rolling his eyes upward.

"Xiaotong, what are you doing here! Don't let it go! Let it go! Xie Ju hurriedly beckoned several policemen to rush up, some of them grabbed Zhao Yuetong, and some held her wrist, trying to force her to let go.

At this moment, Zhao Yuetong's hand suddenly loosened, and the whole person fell there as if he had collapsed, fainting.

Xie Ju ordered his subordinates to carry Zhao Yuetong down to rescue him, and the walk suddenly quieted down, leaving only the doctor sitting on the ground with his hands on his neck, coughing loudly.

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“…… Kunyu! Kunyu! ”

Where is this? Is it Hades? Am I dead?

Lin Yizhe opened his eyes groggily, and what appeared in front of him was the pretty face of a girl full of tears.