How does a prisoner on death row spend the night before his death

I was in a detention center, years ago. It was chaotic.

Now the situation is not clear, in the past, people were shot at the moment, and we had to improve the food in the detention center one day in advance.

Generally, the food in detention centers is not good, and the day before the collapse, the entire detention center will improve the food together.

Our detention center is the old three fried chicken leg and ribs stew with beans or beef stew with potatoes.

The day before he died, he was given cigarettes, sugar, peanuts and toothpaste in a big washbasin full of them.

That's a batch to take the next day.

You usually have to take a batch for major holidays.

The rest depends on the idea.

On the last night before the death of the condemned prisoner, the general prison guard will tell the warden in advance that XXX will leave the next day.

In fact, the dead old prisoners themselves know, have improved, should also die.

Give him a bath, ask him what he wants to eat, and usually a family member will give him a suit of clothes, better to wear before he dies.

It was difficult to put on the shackles, so we had to put them inside, and we bathed and changed him the first day before he left.

The last meal is usually delivered at 4 o 'clock in the morning, and the armed police will pick up people at 6 o 'clock.

The last meal, generally controlled within 4 dishes, what you want to eat will be satisfied, generally do not give wine.

Even if you know the death row prisoner is dying, the house has to comfort him, brother, maybe there is a change.

You can't say it. You're gonna get shot, because it's easy to get excited and act out.

In our house, there was a Jilin man named Kitten, who was a medium-sized rogue leader in a city in Jilin Province.

People look unusually handsome, not the kind of greasy handsome, delicate features, with a bad air, anyway, the level of appearance is very high.

More than 10 people went to his arcade to make trouble and took out a knife to give people the whole death of 2, seriously injured 2, lightly injured 3.

The night before he died, between 9:00 p.m. and 5:00 a.m., he smoked eight packs of cigarettes.

The whole hallway is like a chimney.

After 1 o 'clock, call me, want to chat with me, I will sit with him at the gate of the prison.

Tell me about all the things he's done over the years, how he was bullied at school, and one day he snapped.

Began to pick up those students who bullied him, may be born with something in the blood, suddenly from a harmless teenager into a little rogue.

Then quit school, mixed society, 17 years with a big brother in Tianjin, mixed to more than 24 years old and saved a lot of money.

Back to the local arcade and bath center.

Tell me about his fights over the years, and I'll give him a pat on the back, tell him to relax.

Finally asked me if he was unfilial, his parents were both graduate students, and the result was that one of them got shot.

I said you can't think like that. At least you have a son to raise your family.

Look at me. No hanging hair, no sons. I'm gonna have to die.

Even if you're gone, your bloodline will be carried on by your son, and your family will continue.

There are three unfilial, no offspring is the biggest, you leave a child for your parents, you are filial.

When he heard it, he felt much happier.

And asked me, Chen, after I die, can you burn me a Marlboro, I used to smoke this every day when I was in Guangdong.

Jilin is not easy to buy.

I promised him, I said I'll buy it for you, you rest assured, what kind of you want.

He said Marlboro was fine, and it would be better if there was a foreign one.

The last meal was delivered at more than 4 o 'clock, and he ate a mouthful of dumplings and three dishes, as well as a bucket for the whole family, which had been brought in the night before.

I ate two dumplings, and then I left them.

He told me that before his grandmother died, he asked him to study hard, and he failed to do so, and he was sorry for his grandmother.

His grandmother finally died of cerebral thrombosis, he was still in school before he died, and he knew only 3 days later that he did not know how to face his grandmother like this now, and I was another enlighten.

It's past 5:00, and he's telling me about all the things he's done, all the bad things he's done over the years.

I asked him, old brother, regret it? .

When he says he doesn't regret it, he regrets leaving the curtains open at the arcade, killing them all.

If you kill two, you die. If you kill 10, you die.

After a while, he said, in fact, it should not have been like that, and let them beat me up without so many things.

Also do not have to take this shot, it is better to go to the countryside to farm, at least can have a good life.

He told me that after Chen went out, he would go to see my son. Although you are not old, I feel that you are reliable. Tell him not to go astray and go to school.

Don't love to study, quit school, find a job, we don't lack money, children don't get into trouble.

I said you don't worry, I will go out to see your son, tell him about society.

I asked him if he wanted to eat a little, a ride for a while, don't be hungry halfway.

He said yes, I made him instant noodles, took spiced egg pork skin and a bottle of Coke.

At this time, the whole person was frowning, without any expression, and said nothing.

When I was eating, I suddenly broke down, and my hands shook horribly.

I touched his hand, wet and cold, like death.

At 5:55, when the big iron gate of the highway slammed, he grabbed my hand.

Dead people have the temperature, you may not understand, touch the dead will know.

The cold of the dead is different from the usual cold

Tell me, Chen, I have to go, and you will calm down after you go out, and protect you after my brother dies.

Don't forget what I gave you. I said don't worry, brother.

Our hands clasped together.

When discipline came, we began to give the kitten a little punch.

Kitten wearing a suit, very handsome, he itself long handsome, unfortunately, not to get married, but to go to the execution ground.

At 6:10, there was another loud noise at the iron door, and the cat turned white and asked me if it was time to go.

I said our brother before this time, don't lose it, don't be like the "B" next door Yes, shit his pants and can't stand up.

You can rest assured that I will do what I promised you.

The cat smiled, no.

All the while he was shaking, shaking like hell.

With these words, two armed police officers appeared at the gate of the prison, opened the door frame and took the cat away.

The kitten stood up straight when it was carried away. We all leaned over the door and peered out, trying to see more.

There was a loud bang at the iron door, and no more sound of the cat could be heard.

It was later learned that the cat had refused to see his parents before he died.

Wrote two suicide notes and handed one in to the court.

One to discipline, to discipline that one to write a full eight pieces of paper, write what, do not know.

The cat's end is self-evident.

Are kittens good people? Of course not. You kill a man, you shoot him.

But let him kill those two, I've seen them, and they're not good birds.

A tragedy.

The kitten was just one of them, but the one that impressed me most was a 52-year-old middle-aged man.

We all call him Zhang Xueyou because he looks like Zhang Xueyou and sings well.

He is very kind and always has a smile on his face.

He was miserable. His own son, in his 40s, died

How he died.

At that time, his son was in high school, running between classes, running, and had a heart attack.

The hospital ambulance arrived, people have been unable to survive, the parents did not arrive at the hospital, the child has died.

Losing a child in middle age is a great pain in life.

Subsequently, his wife changed into depression, the serious kind, because it is a business unit, went home to recuperate, keep for 3 years.

Unit leaders see that they are really too unlucky, the salary bonus is a lot of open, at home.

One day, he came home from work and found his wife missing. He knew her condition was serious, so he looked for her everywhere.

After a day of searching, the police were called in the evening, and then the aimless search followed.

Not found.

Half a month later, found his wife, in the Songhua River.

His life, like a play, after he found his wife's body half a month later.

His mother had another cerebral infarction and died alone at home, and his father was already dead.

He stayed at home for three days after dealing with his mother's death.

On the fourth day, I went out to dinner and left the restaurant after an altercation with someone at the snack bar and bought a hammer at the snack bar.

Standing opposite the restaurant, waiting, after the man came out, followed up, hit the back of the head with a hammer, fell to the ground and made up a few hammers.

And then he didn't even run, just sat there, waiting for the cops to pick him up.

The day before he left, Jacky Cheung sat at the prison gate.

The whole night in singing, very quietly, is a very meticulous man, the last night, also afraid to disturb us.

I was a light sleeper and got up and sat next to him.

He didn't say anything, and continued to sing, without melody, but very well.

She sang pretty well. A CAI Qin your eyes, listen to my admiration for him.

I talked to him in the middle, never talked to me, and at 4:00, he sang his last song.

The food delivery man is here.

He asked for a simple dish, a shredded potato, a bowl of chaos, a small dish of pickles.

He ate quickly, very carefully, a chaos to bite two bites before swallowing, a few pieces of potato shreds to eat.

Last sweep, there's no soup left.

He started telling me about his family, how he and his wife, Joi, met.

Talking about the discovery of his wife's body, the whole person smiled, tears down the corner of his eyes.

It was quiet and I could hear tears falling to the ground.

I saw so many tears for the first time in my life.

Obviously is sad to the extreme, but to use a smile to hide themselves.

But I can feel that this woman is important to him, and if this woman hadn't died, he wouldn't be where he is.

The woman's suicide took the last trace of warmth out of his heart.

I said to him, "Tell me the story of this woman, no wine, have some Coke."

If we meet again, we'll have a few drinks, and I'd love to hear the story of this woman named Ruoy Yi.

He starts talking about his wife, his son, his face glowing, talking about his son, proud.

His son was an excellent student in that high school, ranking in the top 10 of his grade in the examinations.

He talked for a while, and he said to me, you know, I'm really looking forward to it.

I'm going to meet them. I miss them so much.

I am not superstitious, but it is impossible for me to find a trace of them in this world.

What if I die? Maybe we'll see them, huh?

You have no idea how much I miss them. When I go to sleep these days, it's like a movie in my head.

All of them, lingering, this time dead, maybe our family will be together.

I quickly said, yes, people have afterlife, your wife and children must be waiting for you.

He was happy to hear it, and I thought so, too, because usually no one talks to me.

During that time I touched his hand, warm, even with a touch of hot, like a hot ruby.

Unlike the kitten, he is warm, does not feel the breath of death, and even has a feeling of being born again.

Afterwards, he stopped talking and began to sing, or that CAI Qin song your eyes.

When the armed police mentioned people, he did not have a trace of fear, giving me the feeling that he seemed to yearn for death.

All red and smiling. They were then escorted away by armed police.

When he left, he looked back at us with a smile.

There was a bang of the door closing and Jacky Cheung left us.

Then suddenly came the song he had been singing all night.

Though speechless, it is difficult to forget

Those are your eyes, bright and beautiful