My name is Gu Yishan, I am a bailiff, maybe some people are not very familiar with bailiffs, we are not subordinate to the public security department, but subordinate to the judicial department, usually the court summons, mention, maintain order in the court, are the responsibilities of our bailiffs. The work I am responsible for is quite special, I am in charge of target shooting.

Oh, this target shooting is not a gun practice, but a killing. Every time there is a prisoner sentenced to death, it is up to us to deal with it. I have to say, it's not an enjoyable job. I'm not a murderer, and I won't be happy to see my kind fall under my own hands anyway.

This line of work, I have been doing it for ten years, and I remember the first time I did it, the picture of the brain splashing after the shot gave me too much shock. Until now, I still clearly remember that I shot a woman at that time, not very old, that is, in her early twenties, I don't remember what her name was, in fact, I don't have the habit of remembering the name of the person I shot, but I vaguely know that she was arrested because she forced a little girl in junior high school to go out and sell her body, and after being arrested, she was very arrogant, saying that today you see my jokes, tomorrow I will make you laugh until you cry. To paraphrase the current words, she is a little trick and death expert, the disgusting things she did were already in an uproar, and she dared to jump out and shout, in addition to looking for death, what good result could there be? In the end, not only herself, but also her mother's KTV and the local gangsters who had a relationship with them were all wiped out. Then more criminal facts were drawn out from it, and after the court verdict, she and her mother, as well as several key members of the gang, were all sentenced to death.

Hehe, to be honest, our judiciary is really rarely so sharp. I was the one who shot this woman that day, this kind of shitty thing, it's damned. That is, our new China, if it is put in the past, they should let their mother and daughter ride a wooden donkey through the streets, and then cut it in half or Ling Chi or something to make people angry. What a few little girls, ruined by their dogs.

The law field is a very special place, and if you don't come here, you will never know who is the real hero and who is the bear-wrapped egg who is strong outside.

This woman was really arrogant when she was outside, but what about when she got to the court? There was nothing left but begging for mercy and crying.

I received an order that day, and some people said that they didn't want her to die too happily, so how did you say it, if you don't do it, you won't die, and some people above were very dissatisfied with the arrogant behavior of that dog day, and they wanted her to feel what fear was before she died. So, on that day, she did the escort first.

What does it mean to be accompanied? It was to make her kneel with another prisoner waiting to be shot, and shoot people next to her, so that she could feel the fear of death. I don't know if this counts as an abusive lynching, but for such a person, it is well deserved.

There were five people who were shot that day, and we took the prisoners to her side one by one, and then shot them, to be honest, seeing the prisoners fall, it also brought me a lot of shock, but fortunately, I only felt the shock and nausea, but I did not have the fear of waiting for the execution.

When the first prisoner was hit by a bullet, the screams of the "eldest sister" resounded throughout the court, and when the second prisoner was executed, the disgusting smell of feces and urine had begun to spread from her lower body. And when the third prisoner was shot, she simply fainted in fright.

At that time, I asked if it was about the same, but the captain of the team said that there was not much for this kind of dog day. When he decided to let her accompany her, the captain had already considered this situation, it doesn't matter if she faints, are you still afraid of waking up with ice water? The captain not only doused her with ice water, but also waited until she was completely sober before he broke her mother in front of her. Hehe, eldest sister, at this time, it's not as good as a pile of shit, her head keeps banging on the ground, saying that she is a slut, a bitch, and a bastard, begging us to kill her quickly, don't scare her anymore. When she had enough, I shot the bullet into the back of her head. At that moment, the brains splattered, and even a few drops splashed on my face.

The feeling of killing someone yourself and watching someone else kill someone is definitely two different things, and the intense feeling of nausea made me immediately bend over and vomit, and the captain patted me on the back and told me that this is something that every bailiff on a target mission has to go through, and after doing too much, I get used to it.

That day, I squatted on the toilet for two hours, holding it, not pooping or something, because some old colleagues told me that this was the fastest way to get rid of the nausea after killing someone. I can't tell you what it feels like, but I feel a little better with a foul-smelling toilet.

Since then, I have been shooting targets ever since, and I firmly believe that every criminal who dies under my hands is innocent. It wasn't until half a month ago that a prisoner named Hong Zhaozhi knelt at my feet.

THIS HONG ZHAOZHI IS NOT A GOOD PERSON, NO, NOT ONLY IS HE NOT A GOOD PERSON, IT SHOULD BE SAID THAT HE IS HEINOUS, HE WANDERED BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN HENGNAN AND YUENAN, AND COMMITTED CRIMES ON A LARGE SCALE, TWO THEFTS IN 10 YEARS, ROBBERY, QIANGJIAN, AND 27 MURDER CASES, OF WHICH 6 ATTEMPTED MURDER AFTER QIANGJIAN, 11 WOMEN WERE BRUTALLY KILLED BY HIS QIANGJIAN, AND THE YOUNGEST VICTIM WAS ONLY 12 YEARS OLD. Such a guy, shoot him ten times, it's not too much.

However, just as I was about to be executed, the condemned prisoner began to shout, saying that I could not kill him, that he could not die, that he had nothing to do, that he could not die, that I could not kill him.

A wanderer, what else has he not done? Is there still something bad that hasn't been done? No one cares what he shouts, his crime sentence is not too much, and for this kind of person, he doesn't even have compassion at all. I don't care what he shouts, I really see too many people who only remember to cry out for injustice or don't want to die on the execution ground. However, the condemned prisoner finally gave up shouting at the end of the day and just looked back at me. At that time, I didn't feel anything, just carried out the mission, but what I didn't expect was that that ordinary mission became the beginning of my nightmare.

On the seventh day after Hong Zhaozhi's execution, I felt something was wrong on my way home from work, and I always felt that something was staring at me behind me, but I turned around several times, but I didn't see what was behind me. It's dark early in winter, which makes me feel a little numb in my spine, and we do this kind of work, and we also have some understanding of the ghosts and gods, especially my wife, who is afraid that I will be stained with evil spirits, and she also went to the temple to ask for a talisman for me, hoping to bless me with safety. At that time, I was still wondering, would I let the ghosts target me like this? It's unlikely to think about it later, after all, our line of work is equivalent to the executioner of ancient times. Is an executioner who kills like a murderer something that ordinary ghosts dare to provoke? That kind of heavy evil aura, they can't even avoid it.

When I got home, I sat on the sofa as usual, reading a novel with my phone, and my wife was in the kitchen with a meal, and then the doorbell rang suddenly, and I saw that there was no one on the monitor, and there was still no one in the cat's eye! That doorbell won't ring if you don't press it hard! I didn't know what to think, I got up, walked to the door, opened a crack but closed it right away! It's not that I found anything, I just feel that it feels very wrong, along the way, I feel that someone is staring at me, and now the doorbell is ringing inexplicably, could it be that the person staring at me is waiting for me to open the door, what to do?

As a police officer, you will inevitably encounter retaliation and the like, even if I am just an ordinary bailiff. A similar incident happened to my colleague, where the family of a prisoner who had been shot ran to his door to ask him for trouble, saying that he was a murderer. Actually, what does that matter to us? For us, murder is like carrying a big bag as a small worker, it is just a job, whether it is arrest or trial, it has nothing to do with us, we are only responsible for the final execution.

That day, I don't know why, the food cooked by my wife was so salty that I couldn't even eat it, and besides, the pig blood she fried had a very special smell of blood, just like the kind I smelled after killing people in the court. I felt disgusted at the time, how could fried pig blood have that bloody smell? But when I asked my wife, she said that the taste was normal, there was no blood at all, and it was not very salty.

So, I didn't eat much dinner that day, and went to bed early, maybe it was all because I was too nervous. I'm only 50 years old, but my hair is graying, and many people say I'm too stressed, I can't help it, I can't kill people without feeling pressure.

I thought that I would be fine after falling asleep, but I seemed to be wrong, and after falling asleep, I felt that someone was talking to me, saying that I shouldn't kill him, that he still had something to do, that he shouldn't die, that he wasn't going to die, that it wasn't time for him to die. At that time, I was dreaming, and in the dream, I felt a sense of powerlessness, and at the same time, I also recalled the voice, that is, the voice of Hong Zhaozhi, a death row prisoner who said on the execution ground that he still had something to do.

At that moment, the hairs on my body stood upside down, and I opened my eyes suddenly, but I was horrified to find that all this was not a dream at all, and there stood beside my bed a strange man with curved eyebrows, triangular eyes, and a small mouth that seemed to be smiling. This, this man is none other than Hong Zhaozhi, who was shot by me before! Hong Zhaozhi, who has been dead for several days!