Along the way, Lin Chuang found no murder notice, and he didn't know how the people knew that the prison was going to kill people.
Longhua Prison is located in the eastern suburbs of Shanghai, with no village in front and no store in the back. Its main entrance is in the west, with high walls, an electric fence, an iron gate and watchtower, and tight security.
To the east of Longhua Prison, there is a depression that Shanghainese call a "mass grave."
The reason for this name is that this is the place where officials in the past dynasties executed criminals.
Lin Chuang and his party followed the flow of people to the "mass grave" and found a place with a wide view to look down. They saw crowds of people around the pit, filled with people watching the excitement. There was a white line drawn with lime along the edge of the pit.
A group of policemen stood on the line facing the people with guns drawn, their bayonets gleaming with cold light.
The pit was full of agents in plainclothes. Wu Sibao was wearing sunglasses, holding his waist, smoking a cigarette, and Niubi stood in the middle of the pit. Xiong Xingshun and Lu Chaosheng were following him like two generals.
An old policeman held a whip in his right hand and a tin trumpet in his left hand and shouted: "Don't cross the line, anyone who crosses the line will be shot!"
A young student got to the front, but was squeezed from behind and almost crossed the line.
The old policeman whipped him, right on the young man's shoulder, and cursed: "Mom, why are you squeezing me? Grab the milk and eat it. Go back to your mother after eating the milk!"
An old man behind him pulled the young man back and said with a smile: "His mother's milk is out of water, and she can't eat it anymore."
"Hahaha……."
Everyone laughed, including the old policeman.
Lin Chuang didn't laugh.
He felt a little sad: "What's so funny? This is killing, not watching a monkey show. Can you have some sympathy?"
Even though he thinks this way, he is also very clear that it is very difficult to make the people respect strange life or look at murder with a solemn mood. Even for himself, if he is not worried about the students, he may see the murderer
They are all "evil people" who committed crimes, so they must be very happy.
"Sir, look to the right."
Yi Lianhua reminded in a low voice.
Lin Chuang kicked up his feet and looked over the head to the right. He saw a truck on the right with two machine guns mounted on the truck. Behind the truck, Mao Yiming led a special agent team and policemen to surround a group of well-dressed men and women.
Some of these people were wiping away tears, some had solemn eyes, and some had angry faces.
Needless to say, these people are the parents and teachers of the students who came to protest.
Lin Chuang thought to himself: "Li Shiqun is really bold. If he wants the arrested students to be sent to prison, at least the parents and teachers of the students should know about it in advance. Otherwise, if he is instigated by someone who is thoughtful, he will just fall into the firewood like a spark.
Didn't it catch fire all at once? How will you clean up then? Is it really a killing spree? Isn't this nonsense?"
Thinking of this, Lin Chuang was secretly anxious, but he really had no choice.
However, besides being worried, he was also vaguely looking forward to it. He felt that someone must have reported Zhu Daoshan about this scene. Based on his understanding of Zhu Daoshan, he would definitely order to stop it.
However, Lin Chuang was disappointed.
Soon, Li Shiqun and Wan Lilang led people to the execution ground.
"Bring the prisoner!"
After Li Shiqun stood still, he ordered sternly.
"Yes." A secret agent saluted and ran to the prison.
Not long after, a group of police officers escorted several prisoners into the depression.
Lin Chuang counted them and found that there were ten people in total.
"Ah? There are still students?"
The prisoners were marched into the "mass grave", and the crowd became commotion.
The six people in front were all unkempt, with ragged clothes and dull eyes, while the four people in the back were dressed in student clothes. Although the clothes were torn and stained red with blood, judging from their age and temperament, they were obviously students.
The four students are three boys and one girl.
"Down with the traitors!" At the front was a tall boy with an excited look and very calm steps, shouting slogans as he walked.
"Down with the traitors!"
Following closely behind him was a girl with short hair and a very determined look, shouting slogans as she walked.
The two students behind these two people, one looks very strong with a dark face, and the other looks very weak with delicate features.
The dark-faced man did not shout slogans, but searched the crowd with wandering eyes, as if he was looking for someone.
Qingxiu was obviously frightened. There was sweat on her forehead. She lowered her head and said nothing. She walked staggeringly.
"Zhao'er!"
"Miaoyun!"
Two screams came from the encirclement of the secret service team. Lin Chuang took a look and saw that the ones calling were a middle-aged woman and a middle-aged man wearing glasses.
The faces of the middle-aged men and women were full of grief and anger, and they shouted and pushed the police officers in front of them with all their strength.
Lin Chuang guessed that "Miaoyun" should be the female student, but "Zhaoer" did not know which one it was.
Looking back at the execution ground, the female student obviously heard the middle-aged man's call. She paused, but finally did not look back.
The dark-faced student who was wandering around heard the shouting and turned around. When he saw the middle-aged woman's face clearly, he immediately fell to his knees and shouted: "Mother! My son is unfilial, let's leave first!"
After shouting, he kowtowed three times, "dong dong dong", then stood up and followed the group of prisoners, and never looked back.
"Zhao'er!"
The middle-aged woman shouted heartily and rushed out from the police circle, frantically chasing away the black-faced students.
I really don’t know how she broke out, and where does her strength come from? A weak woman can break out from the strong hands of a male policeman, but the man cannot break out. The only explanation is that she is a mother.
Just as he was about to rush to "Zhao'er", Li Shiqun waved his hand coldly, Wu Sibao raised his gun, and with a "bang" sound, the woman fell to the ground.
"Zhao'er......"
The middle-aged woman covered her right leg with her hand, and blood seeped out from between her fingers.
"Buzz..."
Immediately there were shouts of exclamation from the crowd.
"Scold the guy next door!" Wu Sibao shouted with a dark face: "You are all damn honest. If anyone dares to attack the execution ground again, I will kill him first!"
Perhaps frightened by Wu Sibao's ruthlessness, the rioting crowd calmed down, and no one, not even the parents and teachers, tried to attack the police anymore.
Seeing all this, Lin Chuang's anger gradually rose.
Although Li Shiqun's viciousness makes people hate him, so does Wu Sibao, which is a huge disappointment.
Lin Chuang cursed secretly: "Wu Sibao, Wu Sibao, I thought I could influence you to become a good person. Let alone go to the opposite side of Li Shiqun, but at least you should be a kind person. I didn't expect that you can't change your damn dog."
Eat shit!”
"Prepare!"
Lin Chuang was still angry when he saw Li Shiqun shouting.
As he gave the order, the execution team formed a group of three. Two people held up a prisoner and pushed the prisoner to the ground. The third person raised his gun and pointed it at the back of the prisoner's head.
"How pitiful! How much crime can four student kids commit? They died so young, ugh!" an old man in front of him sighed.
At this time, Yi Lianhua's hand quietly grasped Lin Chuang's arm.
Lin Chuang could clearly feel her hands shaking...
