"Hehehe......" the bearded man laughed, "your reason is simply the most unconvincing reason I've ever heard, you better think about how to convince the person who sentenced you tomorrow." ”

"You...... What do you mean? The drunken man felt that everything in front of him appeared strangely and inexplicably.

"I read it, your nameplate says, your name is Yang Yunle, what kind of wind and wild, you are a drunkard maniac." The bearded man scoffed, thinking that this was a blatant lie to him.

When the drunk man heard him say this, he quickly pulled up the nameplate on his chest to take a look, and sure enough, it was printed with a few big words: Yang Yunle.

"Am I being caught? What crime have I committed? The drunken man was at a loss at all, his name was changed, and he was inexplicably locked in this glass room. He secretly wondered if it was possible that this guy named Yang Yunle was replaced because he looked too similar to himself.

"Yang Yunle, I don't know what crime you have committed, when you were sent in, it seemed that you killed more than a dozen people. Here for the time being, tomorrow there will be a judgment. With such a serious sin, I'm afraid I won't live the day after tomorrow. The bearded man suddenly fell silent, as if thinking about something.

"You better confess your guilt obediently, after all, there are more than a dozen lives, and I feel that you have done something wrong, although I only killed one person." Speaking of murder, the bearded man had a fierce look on his face, as if the person who was killed was his enemy.

At this point, Yang Yunle decided not to struggle anymore, and asked Yang Yunle to call Yang Yunle for the time being, and then find out the situation first. Thinking of this, he struggled to stand up, and then carefully probed the nameplate of the bearded man, his name was Qin Xiang.

"So, who did you kill?" Yang Yunle asked nervously, for fear that the other party would suddenly go berserk.

The man named Qin Xiang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed a few times: "I killed a brute." My brother has a daughter named Qin Yujia, but that brute spoiled her and forced her to jump off the building to her death......"

Hearing Qin Yujia's name, Yang Yunle felt as if he had heard of it, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"You know what? The heavens were helping me, and I thought I was going to be killed by that beast, but suddenly there was an earthquake, and they rolled down the cliff with their carts and people. But it's a pity, I didn't want to kill his wife and children, after all, it won't hurt his wife and children. ”

Speaking of this, Qin Xiang's eyes were a little guilty, and he had no intention of continuing.

Yang Yunle had no choice but to walk over, gently patted him on the shoulder, comforted him a little, and then said lightly: "I haven't killed anyone, I don't even know where the smell of alcohol on my body comes from, and in actual life, it is absolutely impossible for me to tolerate myself dressed so sloppily." ”

He paused word by word, and said it very seriously. However, in Qin Xiang's opinion, it was just a ridiculous joke, and a few people who made mistakes would admit that they had made mistakes, and he didn't want to pay too much attention to it, so he had to say perfunctorily: "Then I wish you good luck tomorrow." ”

This night, Yang Yunle couldn't sleep all night, he tried to remember what happened before, but he didn't remember anything. The last scene seemed to be walking on the street with Ling Xiaocan, and then a speeding car crashed straight into them, and he pushed Ling Xiaocan with all his might.

However, wake up yourself and be here? Could it be an out-of-body soul? It doesn't make sense! Besides, his name is Fengye, not Yang Yunle, why is he detained as a stranger, or a death row prisoner?

Thinking of this, Yang Yunle missed Ling Xiaocan a little, and he didn't know where Ling Xiaocan was, whether he had saved her at that time, or whether she was in such a predicament like herself.

This night passed in Yang Yunle's irritability and uneasiness.

Early in the morning, Yang Yunle was escorted into a car by several uniformed people and taken to the court. This was the first time he had seen so many high-rise buildings, all he had seen in the past were some courtyard houses, and where he grew up with Ling Xiaocan, there were always all kinds of medicinal flowers and herbs.

"What is this place?" Yang Yunle saw that there were hundreds of people in this room, and he was a little nervous.

"Quiet and quiet!" A man with a black hat sat on the tidying table and knocked on a golden hammer, "Yang Yunle, all the evidence is conclusive, you have no right to speak." Please be quiet, and then I will read out the results of this Chamber. ”

The man in the black hat had a serious face, knocked the hammer in his hand again, and made a piercing metallic sound: "After the unanimous decision of the jury, Mr. Yang Yunle will be sentenced to death and executed immediately!" ”

"What death penalty? I'm not called Yang Yunle, who are you, and how do you decide my life and death? Yang Yunle suddenly roared.

The man in the black hat motioned to several men in uniform to forcibly take Yang Yunle down the courtroom, and his shouts did not attract the attention of the audience, but he heard some sarcastic cheers: "Die well, die well, God has eyes!" ”

"Who the hell are you? Where to take me, I'm going home, I'm going home! Yang Yunle struggled hard, trying to break free from the subdued man's hands, but he was pulled tighter and tighter, and he didn't use any strength at all.

Yang Yunle, who was wearing a hood, was taken into a small room, and a middle-aged man said in his ear: "You are going to die soon, be a good person in the next life, this is the latest development of nano toxins, it will not be painful, rest assured, it is a matter of a few seconds." ”

"You're going to die soon, be a good person in the next life." It was another middle-aged man's voice.

Because Yang Yunle struggled so badly, everyone had to tie him up tightly, and even stuffed his mouth with things, so that he could be punished honestly.

Yang Yunle didn't have the power to fight back at all, he felt a needle-like thing pierce his arm, and then he began to spasm all over his body......

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Yang Yunle opened his eyes again, feeling a sore neck, as if he was lying on the cold floor, feeling uncomfortable, but the room was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

He had no choice but to reach out to test what was around him, and as he touched it with his hand, he remembered that it seemed that he had been sentenced to death, and that everything had happened a little strangely.

Finally, he felt something like a switch and pressed it without hesitation.

The light was on, it was a closed room, the dim and dim light made Yang Yunle, who was not very conscious, even more dizzy, he sat on the ground, and then reflexively touched his sore arm.

He twisted his arm vigorously to see if there was another needle, and sure enough, there was still bleeding from the needle. Could it be that he didn't die completely and was sent back to prison?