Besides, Wu Youli in the detention center, he tried everything he could, he wanted Jian Zheng to say a few more words, how to reveal a little clue. However, since the last time he explained the so-called aftermath, he has not said a word.

It is estimated that Jian Zheng also felt that Wu Youli was tricking him, so he unconsciously strengthened his self-defense psychology, and no matter what Wu Youli said, he would laugh at most.

The most ruthless thing in the world is time, no matter how anxious you are, how much you want to keep her, she still moves forward unhurriedly, little by little.

The wall clock on the wall pointed to 8 o'clock, and in another hour, Jian Zheng was going to walk out of here and go straight to the execution room, where he would be terminated his life.

Wu Youli said to Jian Zheng: "Jian Pai, let me give you a bath." ”

Wu Youli had been in the detention center for a long time, and he knew that the prison usually arranged for death row prisoners to take a shower before they died, unless the death row prisoner himself objected. It's also in line with tradition, and they all want them to go on the road cleanly. In fact, the prisoner himself generally does not want the sins of this life to be carried over to the next life. Therefore, Wu Youli wanted to help him do something at the end.

This time, Jian Zheng agreed.

Wu Youli asked for a large basin of cold water, then mixed it with three pots of boiling water, tested the temperature of the water with his hands, and said to the camera on the wall: "Report to the government, I want to help him take a bath, can you open his handcuffs and leg irons?" In the detention center, prisoners are usually called numbers, but Wu Youli used "he" here instead of numbers, and it is estimated that he never regarded him, the former leader, as a prisoner in his heart.

Soon two police officers came and helped him open the shackles and leg irons.

Jian Zheng saw that Wu Youli was in a heavy mood these days, and he knew that it was for him, so he was a little unbearable, so he wanted to amuse Wu Youli, "Old Seven, open the shackles and shackles, aren't you afraid that I will run away and affect you?" ”

"Alas-" Wu Youli sighed deeply, "My old leader, if you really want to escape, in fact, you don't need to escape, you can go out if you explain the problem clearly, do you still need to escape?" ”

"Hmph, hmph-" Jane seemed to be laughing, but there was no emotion in his voice, but he was still very cooperative with the bath, he took off his clothes and sat in the big basin, Wu Youli helped him rub the bath little by little, very careful, and felt that every bit of dirt had to be washed off.

Washing and washing, Jian Zheng suddenly pointed to his arm and said, "Do you see this scar, this is what Mu Nan left for me." ”

Wu Youli touched the scar, it was still relatively deep, "With such a deep scar, it can be seen that she is also quite ruthless, does she hate you very much?" ”

"She doesn't hate me, but he should hate me — it's me who is sorry for her." Jian Zheng gently stroked the scar and fell into deep thought, "This is the memory she gave me forever, but after cremation, it is gone, this memory is gone-"

Wu Youli saw that he took the initiative to speak, so he wanted to ask him to say a few more words, and went down the topic, "Then who is this good man?" ”

"Yes—" Jian Zheng became alert again, and stopped the conversation again.

When he finally finished taking a shower, the two officers came in again to help him put on his handcuffs and leg irons. Then a police officer took out several packets of Hibiscus King cigarettes from his pocket, some yellow and some blue. In the detention center, these are high-end cigarettes. The correctional police put the cigarettes in front of Sheng Yunlai and said, "These cigarettes were sent to you by the No. 3 prison warehouse." ”

Prison No. 3, Jian Zheng stayed here as soon as he came in, although he was a death row prisoner, he didn't talk to others, and he usually got along with me, but when he learned that he was leaving now, everyone was still very emotional, so they took the best cigarettes in the number.

Jian Zheng took a look and put Su Yan aside. He didn't want to smoke, but he was grateful to them. He walked to the small window and shouted to the corridor, "No. 3 warehouse—" He was used to it in the army, he originally wanted to shout "Brothers from No. 3 warehouse", but he felt that those people were not brothers, so he paused, and then shouted: "Friends from No. 3 warehouse, Jian Zheng is here to thank you, in the next life, we will still be friends!" ”

There was an immediate response from the No. 3 warehouse.

"Friend, will you sing a song to everyone?"

"Sing a song "Tears in the Iron Window"!"

"Let's sing 'Brother'!"

"Let's sing 'Friends'!"

“……”

Jian Zheng quietly listened to the voice coming from the No. 3 warehouse and did not speak. Wu Youli gently pushed him away from the window and shouted outside, "Let's sing a song 'Friend', and we should see him off." ”

He didn't care what others answered, and began to roar: "Over the years, a person has passed the wind, the rain has gone, there have been tears, and there are faults......"

The others roared along.

Wu Youli's five tones are incomplete, but he is singing very affectionately. When he finished singing Zhou Huajian's "Friend", he couldn't cry.

No one on the other side of the 3rd warehouse was talking, but sobbing was clearly heard.

Although Jian Zheng was silent, he was already in tears.

Time flowed slowly in silence, at half past eight o'clock, the master of the room made a sumptuous meal for Jian Zheng, brought it in, and specially sent a table, Wu Youli put the meal neatly on the table, there were chicken, duck and fish, a total of eight bowls.

And in the middle of that table, there was also a piece of raw meat the size of an egg, which was the symbol of the severed head rice, which Wu Youli specially explained.

This was originally a superstitious saying, when people go to the underworld, when they cross the Nai He Bridge, there will be a vicious dog blocking the way, as long as this piece of raw meat is thrown to it, they can take the opportunity to run over and reincarnate.

Wu Youli has always been a disbeliever in superstition.

In fact, everyone is the same, when they encounter difficulties that they can't get over, they will ask for help. But when all the places that can be turned to are asked for help and cannot be solved, then in the end you can only ask the gods for help. Therefore, superstition, although it cannot solve practical problems, can solve all spiritual problems. Probably this is why superstition has been practiced for thousands of years.

For this reason, Wu Youli specially asked the detention center to make the raw meat bigger, so as to feed the vicious dogs, so as not to delay the reincarnation of his leader by not having enough to eat.

After eating, it was nine o'clock.

Several armed police and bailiffs, as well as staff members of the procuratorate, walked in and nodded to Jian Zheng.

Jane stood up and prepared to walk out.

Wu Youli shouted: "Wait! Then he rushed up to Jian Zheng and tied his trouser legs with two pre-prepared ropes.

Because many death row prisoners will be incontinent at this time, and feces and urine will flow down their trouser legs. Wu Youli didn't know if Jian Zheng would be like this, but there was only so much he could do, and he had to retain the last dignity for his former comrades-in-arms, so he tied his trouser leg with a rope.

Jian Zheng's tears flowed out again, he reached out and touched the head of Wu Youli, who was squatting on the ground, as if he remembered something, "Old Seven, I still want to entrust you with something." ”

"Okay, okay!" When Wu Youli saw him talking, he suddenly became excited, thinking that he was going to say something about his case, so he quickly raised his head and looked at him.

Jian Zheng said: "There is a row of mailboxes downstairs in my house, and the house number is written on the mailbox, and you find the one corresponding to my house, the password is 456, and there is a bunch of keys in it." After getting the key, knock on the door of the house, there is a box at the top of the wardrobe in the master bedroom, and the real estate title deed of the house is inside, please hand it over to Mu Nan. ”

He thought for a moment and then said, "There's also a ring in it, which I should have given to Mu Nan with my own hands." I don't have a chance now, so please keep it for me and give it to her as a gift when she gets married.

"In addition, there is a bank card inside this box, and the password is my date of birth. If you have a little money in it, I'll leave it to you, and when you go out, you have to take the right path and use this money to do some small business. ”

After speaking, Jian Zheng raised his legs and walked out.

Wu Youli stayed on the ground, stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and said loudly: "Is that all?" Nothing else? ”

"Nope! Good brother, see you in the next life! Jian Zhengtou didn't reply.

Wu Youli faced his back, pounced and knelt on the ground, knocked the ground desperately with his head, and tears were scattered on the ground.

The execution room is a completely transparent glass house, and outside the glass house is an elevated hall on the first and second floors. The command room is located on the second floor, so you can see everything in the execution room at a glance.

Outside the executive room are rows of benches, which are already full. Those are all people sent by the public security system to supervise the execution.

If the person subject to execution agrees, his immediate family members can also sit here to witness, which can be regarded as giving him a ride. Of course, there are no Jian Zheng's immediate family members. In fact, Jian Zheng has always been alone, not to mention his immediate family, and none of his other relatives.

His only good old comrade-in-arms, Shao Youfu, was already sitting there early as a staff member of the procuratorate. And sitting next to him was a staff member of the Public Security Bureau - Ruan Xianchao.

Jian Zheng saw Shao Youfu when he came in, he greeted him with a smile, and then walked into the glass house without hesitation.

There is an executive bed and some other equipment in the glass room, and a red telephone hangs on the glass wall next to it, which is particularly eye-catching.

At the signal of the two bailiffs, Jane went to the bed, and then the bailiffs fastened his hands and feet to the bed with snaps, and fixed his body, legs, and arms with belts.

Another bailiff came over, connected the heart rate measuring instrument, and set up the "channel". This "channel" is actually to insert a needle connected to a syringe pump into the veins of Jian Zheng's arm, which is exactly the same as the usual intravenous injection.

There are 4 red buttons side by side on the syringe pump, each corresponding to a tube of potion. In fact, three of the 4 tubes of potion are saline, and only one tube is a potion used for execution.

At that time, 4 staff members will press 4 buttons at the same time, and 4 tubes of liquid will be injected into Jian Zheng's body together.

Why is there such a device?

This is also to reduce the psychological pressure on the executives.

After all, it was an execution, watching a living person end his life by his own hands. Although it is said that he has committed a crime and he deserves to die, it will also cause psychological pressure on the executor. Therefore, now 4 buttons are set up and pressed at the same time, and no one knows that the tube is filled with potions, so that the psychological pressure of the executor is not so great.

In the middle of this whole preparation process, Jian Zheng was always very cooperative, and he was so quiet, not at all like he was about to be executed, but a little like a wanderer who had been wandering all year round was about to return home, and his expression was still a little excited. Probably this is the legendary death as home.

There was a conductor in the glass room, and he approached Jian Zheng and asked him, "Do you have anything else to say?" ”

"Nope!" The shock absorber answered very simply.

All of this is ready!

Everyone's mood was heavy, including those sitting outside the glass.

Shao Youfu didn't dare to look at it directly, his best comrade-in-arms was about to disappear from here, and he would never see him again, there was no way to compare and describe that kind of mood.

The commander in the glass room, picked up the walkie-talkie, faced the command room on the second floor, and began to call: "Command room!" Command room! The execution room is ready, please instruct whether to execute it! ”

The commander in the command room gave the order into the walkie-talkie: "Execute!" ”