Wen Jinyang drove the car, and Qin Yuanping got into his car directly at the place agreed with Qin Yuanping.
They arrived at a detention center in Qingyang. When the guard at the gate saw Qin Yuanping, he gave them a military salute and quickly let them in.
They entered the small building next to them and were greeted by the director of the detention center. He was tall and had a big belly. When he saw Qin Yuanping, he immediately stretched out his hand: "Mayor Qin, why are you here in person?"
And I didn't say hello in advance. Fortunately, he was there, so he was frightened and was in a hurry.
"Take me to see it!"
Qin Yuanping's expression was indifferent and he waved his hand.
"Okay, okay, Mayor Qin, come with me." The detention director nodded hurriedly and bowed.
Wen Jinyang was still confused, so he followed Qin Yuanping all the way inside and entered the same dark corridor. The whole building was cold and dark. Wen Jinyang even felt a chill until they turned left and entered a room.
This was a very ordinary interrogation room, with only one table and three chairs. There was a large wall glass next to it. Suddenly the light flashed. Wen Jinyang turned his head and saw another room in the mirror.
.
Qin Yuanping glanced at the detention director who was following him, and he immediately understood what he meant: "Mayor Qin, I'm going out first. If you need anything, call me. I'll be outside."
"Um."
After the detention center director went out, Qin Yuanping stared at the man in the mirror and said: "This is a murderer who killed seven people in a row overnight, including his two children. After he killed his wife and two children,
. He also went to his mother-in-law’s house and killed his father-in-law, mother-in-law, and two brothers-in-law.”
Wen Jinyang had an impression that this case was a big one in Qingyang and was very sensational.
"His father-in-law and mother-in-law ran an ice factory. He hid his family in an ice kiln for a month. His wife and children were thrown into the sea by his gravel. He fled to the south and was only captured last month." Qin Yuanping still said.
Staring at the man, he was wearing a gray prison uniform, had a bald haircut, and was sitting on a chair with a cold expression, motionless.
"Uncle Qin, why did you bring me to see this person?" Wen Jinyang asked.
"His blood type and various physical indicators are very consistent with Qing'er." Qin Yuanping said slowly.
Wen Jinyang was stunned and suddenly realized: "Uncle Qin, you mean to donate his heart to Qing'er."
"He agreed to organ donation." Qin Yuanping's face showed no trace of happiness. "The High Court approved his death sentence a week ago. He could have executed it long ago, but I postponed it."
"Since we have suitable organs, why not arrange an operation for Qing'er?" Wen Jinyang said hurriedly.
"This is the heart of a death row prisoner, and a psychiatrist has evaluated this man and said he has a very strong psychological quality. He killed seven people in a row, went to the south to work, and even got a girlfriend. There is nothing abnormal about such a person.
I can't make up my mind whether I should give it to Qing'er." Qin Yuanping looked solemn, "I asked someone to find a suitable heart for me abroad, but nothing has been found. Now Qing'er can't wait any longer."
"Uncle Qin, what do you mean?" Wen Jinyang's face changed. Could it be that Qing'er's condition has worsened.
"Qing'er knew that your marriage to her didn't count. She couldn't stand the stimulation for a while and fell into a coma last night. Although she was rescued later, the doctor also said that Qing'er must find a suitable heart as soon as possible, otherwise she won't be able to survive for long."