"Suspect Guo Jianjun, male, Han nationality, 33 years old, born on November 11, 1975. Suspected of organizing and leading criminal syndicate; intentional homicide; intentional wounding; intentional arson; intentional robbery; intentional trading and illegal possession of firearms; intentional explosion; rape; smuggling; indecent assault; coercion and organizing prostitution; illegal gambling; extortion; bribery; illegal detention; disrupting financial order. The above crimes have all witnesses and material evidence. After a public trial, the charges are found guilty. After deliberation by the collegial panel, I hereby pronounce the verdict. "
At this point, the judge looked around and saw everyone standing up. He looked down at the verdict in his hand and read, "Suspect Guo Jianjun is sentenced to death and deprived of political rights for life. This verdict is final and cannot be appealed. It will be carried out immediately. Guangdong High People's Court, April 4, 2008. Dismissed! "
In the solemn courtroom, the crowd immediately applauded and cheered. Someone shouted, "Get rid of evil for the people!" The judges on the main bench left one by one.
The defendant on the dock was wearing a prisoner's uniform and had a shaved head. Two armed policemen pushed him out by the arm. His hands and feet were wearing heavy handcuffs and shackles, dragging on the ground.
His footsteps were slow and heavy. Although he had been sentenced to death and would be carried out immediately. But he did not have the lifelessness of a prisoner before death. Instead, the corners of his mouth were raised, and there was always a faint smile.
When he walked to the door, the bright sunlight shone on his bald head. Guo Jianjun stopped and took a deep breath. His heart warmed, and he suddenly felt a sense of rebirth. The cold handcuffs in his hands also seemed to have a trace of warmth. His gaze fell on the crowd of commoners.
"This is Guo Jianjun? He doesn't look like a bad guy! Why didn't he learn good things at such a young age? " A white-haired old woman stared at Guo Jianjun, probably because she was old and couldn't see clearly. She wanted to see what this notorious villain, who was famous throughout the province for doing all kinds of evil, looked like. The rest of the crowd was also moving. The cameras in the reporters' hands were flashing non-stop. Unfortunately, the surrounding armed police would not let them get close.
Guo Jianjun bowed deeply in the direction of the old woman. The white-haired old woman shouted, "Child, remember to be a good person in your next life!"
Guo Jianjun smiled, and the armed police behind him pushed him. He staggered down the steps. The door at the back of the prison van, which had been waiting for a long time, was already open. A few armed policemen shoved him into the car and followed. The car door closed and the siren blared. Under the watchful eyes of the people, the convoy of several cars roared out of the gate of the court.
The convoy headed towards the suburbs. A middle-aged armed police officer with two bars and one star on his uniform was sizing up Guo Jianjun. In modern terms, he should be a handsome young man. If it weren't for his attire, no one would be able to tell that he was a prisoner on death row who had committed all sorts of crimes. What was the reason that made such a person come to this step?
Looking at the passing scenery outside the window, Guo Jianjun seemed to feel the gaze of the person opposite him. He turned around and said to the officer with a smile, "Big Brother! Can I have a cigarette? "
The middle-aged officer had carried out such missions many times, but this person's expression and actions did not seem like someone who was about to die. He could not help but immediately become vigilant and scrutinize the criminal in front of him. The armed police soldiers on both sides also stared at him in unison, their fingers touching the triggers.
Guo Jianjun shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "This isn't a Hong Kong or Taiwan police drama. Are you afraid that I'll escape? Or are you afraid that someone will come to break the prisoner van? I'm already like this, is that even possible? This is the world of the Communist Party. Not many people in China dare to do such a thing … "
But no matter what he said, the armed police did not say a word and closely watched his every move.
"Hey! It's just a cigarette! Why are you so nervous? " Guo Jianjun glanced at the epaulets and collars of the few people, then looked out the window and sighed, "I was also a soldier in the past. I've carried guns, made meritorious deeds, received awards, bled and sweated!" After saying that, he did not say another word and looked out the window in confusion, as if he had thought of something.
The officer and the soldiers were a little surprised to hear his words. The officer's vigilant expression relaxed, and the soldier's finger unconsciously moved away from the trigger.
The officer looked up and down Guo Jianjun's body, paused, and finally asked, "You were also a soldier? Armed police or People's Liberation Army? "
"The one at the back." Guo Jianjun turned around and smiled. The officer hesitated for a moment, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one up, and carefully handed it to Guo Jianjun. The latter thanked him, put the cigarette in his mouth, and took a deep breath before exhaling.
Facing the former's questioning gaze, Guo Jianjun slowly said, "I was a soldier in 1993, an infantryman. I stayed at the border for three years. After I retired, I returned to my hometown in the countryside. There was only my old mother and father, no siblings. But when I came back, I found out that my father passed away in the second year of my service due to illness and lack of money. Because he hoped that I would have a bright future in the army, he did not want me to have a mental burden. Before he died, he told my mother not to tell me. When I returned home, my father was gone, and my mother was bedridden. Although I was grieving, the living still had to live, and my mother's illness still had to be treated. But the allowance I had for my retirement and usual savings was less than 3,000 yuan. After taking my mother to the city for various checkups, I bought some medicine, and the money was almost enough. With the help of my comrades and fellow villagers, I pooled some money to let my mother stay in the hospital. But the cost of hospitalization was too high for us villagers, and we couldn't afford it at all. I could only entrust my mother to my comrades in the city, and I went to the south to work, hoping to earn some money for my mother's medical treatment. " At this point, the cigarette in his hand, which he had smoked twice, burned his hand, and fell into the car.
A foot wearing leather shoes reached over and stamped out the cigarette butt. The officer took out another cigarette, lit it, and handed it to Guo Jianjun, saying, "Continue!"
"Thanks!" Guo Jianjun waved his handcuffed hands, put his mouth on the cigarette, and took a deep puff. He continued, "After arriving in this city, my fellow villager helped me find a small job at a construction site. Every day, I would carry bricks and carry cement from upstairs to downstairs. 800 yuan a month, including food and shelter, and my salary would be paid every six months. Although it was hard and tiring, it was really nothing for someone like me who came from an infantryman background. You have to know that 800 yuan a month was half a year's income for a family in the countryside. Heh! Half a year later, the house at the construction site was built. But when it was time to pay the salary, the boss disappeared. A group of workers came here to work. In this unfamiliar place, where could they go to get their wages back? They went to the local government and said that there was no way. After going a few more times, they were not even allowed to enter the government's gate. In the end, they could only leave it unsettled. My mother's illness was still waiting for money, and I had no skills, so I had to find another construction site and continue to work as a coolie. Hey! In the end, I ran into a situation where I didn't get paid after doing the work. "
"Why don't you complain?" The officer frowned. A few armed police soldiers were also attracted by the story of this death row prisoner. They all stared at him curiously. They didn't expect the famous Guo Jianjun to have done such work.
"Complain?" Guo Jianjun took a puff of his cigarette and sneered, "Brother, you've been in the army for too long. It wasn't now, so it's useless to complain to anyone. Now there's no other way. Even the country's prime minister came to ask for wages for the migrant workers, so there's the saying of complaining. In the past! I'll let you try it. "
The middle-aged officer looked a little embarrassed. He took the cigarette butt from the prisoner's hand, threw it down, and stepped on it. He lit another cigarette and asked curtly, "What happened next?"
"Hmph! Then? My mother's illness worsened, and she urgently needed money for surgery. My comrade even sold his house in order to pay for my mother's treatment. Houses were cheap at that time! They sold it for tens of thousands of dollars. If it were sold now, the price would be ten times higher. In the end, the money from selling the house was almost spent. I was also anxious. Just then, I met the boss who owed me money. In the end, I didn't get paid, and I was beaten up by a group of people. Dragging a body full of injuries, I also got angry. I contacted a few of my former comrades-in-arms and told them about the matter. I wanted to take revenge. Ha! They were indeed brothers who had gone through fire and water with me on the border. In the end, they all came. After discussing it, we kidnapped the boss and blackmailed him for a million dollars. We also threatened the boss, saying that if he dared to report it, we would kill his whole family. The boss was also timid, so he really didn't report it, "Guo Jianjun said with a smile.
"How could a soldier do such a knowingly illegal thing?" The officer shook his head and said.
"Unfortunately, it was too late when I got the money. My mother didn't get the money and left. " Guo Jianjun's voice became low. Suddenly, he looked at the officer and said agitatedly, "So what if I'm a soldier? If this was the anti-Japanese war era, I wouldn't hesitate to shed my blood for the country. Everyone says to protect the country, protect the country, but I can't even protect my own parents, so what's the point of me insisting on this soldier's belief? Now, go and take a look. What kind of people are enjoying themselves in those places of luxury? Are they ordinary soldiers who protect the country, or are they ordinary people! "
"Is this the reason why you betrayed the country and harmed the interests of the country? Have you forgotten the sentence in your military oath … The interests of the country and the people are above everything else? "The officer also became agitated. The armed police soldiers in the carriage looked at the two of them in shock. This was the first time they encountered such a thing during a mission.
"Harmed the interests of the country, maybe! But you said that I betrayed the country, and that's too serious. Please take back your words. I, Guo Jianjun, have dared to do anything these years, but I don't dare to betray the country. Only traitors would do such a thing. I can bear any crime, but I don't dare to bear the crime of being a traitor. If I have to bear this crime before I die, I won't be able to die in peace. "Guo Jianjun stared at the opposite side and sneered.
The few armed police soldiers didn't understand what Guo Jianjun meant. The middle-aged officer's emotions calmed down. He stared at him thoughtfully for a while and said slowly, "Don't you regret coming to this point?"
"Regret?" Guo Jianjun laughed and said, "Can one regret in life? Is there any use in regret? People who are in this line of work know that sooner or later, you will have to pay the price. It's just a matter of time. At most, you will be a good man again after 18 years. "
"18 years, a good man again?" The officer couldn't help but laugh and said, "Have you read too many wuxia novels?"
"Ah! Not more and not less. Oh right, let me introduce you to a place to read novels. Go to Qidian website when you have time. There are quite a lot of novels there. "Guo Jianjun said.
The middle-aged officer nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you! I'll take a look in the future. "
The prison van jolted. It was obvious that they had reached the outskirts and were not far from their destination. Guo Jianjun glanced at the armed police soldier sitting in the innermost corner. The soldier had been wearing a black hood and had not taken it off since the beginning. He couldn't help but ask the officer, "Later, will that brother send me on my way?"
The officer nodded and didn't say anything else. Guo Jianjun shouted to the armed police soldier wearing a black hood, "Brother! Oh, please! Later, be steady and give me a quick death. "But no one paid attention to him. Maybe it was because they were almost at their destination.
Before he died, Guo Jianjun leaned his head against the wall and swayed with the van. Yesterday's prosperity was like a dream. He had beauties in his arms, but in the blink of an eye, it was like a fleeting cloud. An old song came to his mind. He couldn't help but murmur, "Last night, last night's stars have fallen and disappeared in the distant Milky Way. I want to remember, but I've forgotten …"
The van slowed down and came to a sudden stop.
Guo Jianjun was dragged out of the van. He looked up at the sky that had become overcast with lightning and thunder. After the police and armed police negotiated, they pushed him to the designated place of execution.
The executioner was loaded with bullets. The black muzzle was aimed at the prisoner, and his finger was on the trigger. Just when he was about to pull the trigger, he heard a clap of thunder in the sky. Guo Jianjun, who had already closed his eyes, suddenly opened them. A purple bolt of lightning struck from above. He only felt his body go numb and gradually lost consciousness. Before his consciousness dissipated, he asked himself in his heart, "Do I really deserve to die? Do I deserve to be struck by lightning?"
The death row prisoner's charred body instantly collapsed. The police and armed police were all stunned. After the commander came back to his senses, he called the forensic doctor over to check. After a while, the forensic doctor stood up and shook his head. "He's already dead!"
Standing in front of the blurry corpse, the commander looked at the camera in front of him. Fortunately, he had recorded it. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain himself. He then took the executioner's gun and pressed it against the corpse's heart. Bang! He added another shot and muttered, "You were executed according to the law, not by lightning!"
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