Ji Yuting's cell phone vibrated. It was a call from Si Nian.
In order not to wake up the two children, Ji Yuting had to go outside quietly.
"What result?"
It seemed like the call at this time of the year was nothing more than new progress in Yu Xiang's case.
In fact, it goes without saying that he also knew that Yu Xiang had committed such a heinous crime and there would be no other consequences except the death penalty.
"Brother, it's the death penalty. Once the Justice Bureau review is correct, the execution will be carried out within seven days. Yu Xiang will finally get the punishment he deserves."
After a moment of silence, Ji Yuting said, "Well, what else does he wish for?"
After all, Yu Xiang was also his closest partner and best friend. If he hadn't gone astray, he wouldn't have ended up like this. He was a poor man.
Si Nian responded, and then said: "Brother, Yu Xiang said he wanted to see you one last time, and... he wanted a drink."
"knew."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Yuting entered the ward, whispered a few words into Shengge's ear, then picked up his coat and walked out. He happened to have something to say to Yu Xiang.
Driving to the National Bureau of Investigation, Ji Yuting took two bottles of good wine and asked the National Bureau of Investigation canteen to prepare some good dishes.
This should be the last time he and Yu Xiang have dinner together for many years.
When people from the National Bureau of Investigation saw Ji Yuting arriving, they all said hello: "Hello, Mr. Yu."
"Um."
Because Yu Xiang is a serious criminal, he is kept alone in a surveillance room where his movements can be monitored at any time.
Ji Yuting took the exclusive elevator to the place where Yu Xiang was imprisoned. Yu Xiang was sitting in the corner, his clothes slumped, without the previous pride.
The shirt he was wearing had not been changed. It had been exposed to the rain that day, was stained with dirty soil, and was stained with blood. There was a bandage on his left leg, which was where Ji Yuting had shot him.
When Yu Xiang heard the voice, he slowly raised his head, his eyes dark.
"You came."
His voice was hoarse, and his lips were dry, cracked, and a little white.
Opening the door, Ji Yuting sat directly opposite him and slowly put the things in his hands on the table.
Yu Xiang looked at him in surprise, not understanding what Ji Yuting meant.
Ji Yuting poured a glass of wine for each of them, raised his glass and looked at Yu Xiang in the corner, "Don't you want to drink?"
"You come on your own, so you're not afraid that I'll kill you? Anyway, I've killed so many people, and I won't leave you alone."
As Yu Xiang spoke, he lamely came to the table, took the wine glass, and drank it.
The high-concentration liquor was a bit spicy and his throat was burning, but he smiled freely, "Good wine!"
Ji Yuting drank the wine in his hand.
"You won't kill me. Even if you really thought I killed Jingjing before, you never thought of killing me. I know that even if you lose your humanity, you will still miss the time when you fought side by side with me."
"You want me to die, but you are also afraid that I will really die. Only I understand your conflict and struggle."
Yu Xiang is alone, and his belief in revenge has sustained him until now. Ji Yuting is complicated for him.
Facing Ji Yuting's affirmation, Yu Xiang sneered, but did not refute and continued drinking.
Perhaps knowing that he didn't have much time left, Yu Xiang chatted a lot with Ji Yuting and drank a lot of wine. The two of them seemed to be back to the time when they were on missions together.
Yu Xiang was a little drunk. He lay on the table and looked at the person sitting in front of him, feeling a little blurry.
"Ji Yuting, speaking of it...I still envy you. You have everything, a lover, children and a respected status, but I..."
He smiled bitterly, and before Ji Yuting could answer, he slammed the table and sat up, glaring at Ji Yuting fiercely.
"Don't think that I will let you go. Ji Yuting, you owe me a life. Even if you go to the underworld, I will make you pay for it, and you will pay for Jingjing..."
Ji Yuting didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he continued to talk nonsense.