Chapter 270: Chapter 78 The Heartbroken_2 Chapter 270: Chapter 78 The Heartbroken_2 This…
truly has a unique mood.
But just as the policewoman said, this is the prisoner’s right and it must be carried out.
the staff began to play “Ode to Joy.”
After the orchestra’s soothing prelude, the violin’s introduction suddenly started, and the high-spirited intense rhythm instantly filled the entire execution chamber.
It was a symphony known to people all over the world.
“Ode to Joy” was originally a poem written in 1785 by the German poet Schiller; Beethoven later composed music for it, which became the main part of the fourth movement of his Ninth Symphony.
This was Beethoven’s greatest masterpiece in his lifetime.
It symbolized a bright and passionate future for humanity.
Listening to this dignified and elegant symphonic music…
Ji Xinshui’s expression also became serious and respectful; he closed his eyes to feel the joyous golden temple.
The executioner inserted a catheter needle into Ji Xinshui’s vein.
Ji Xinshui was fearless.
The lethal injection consisted of three shots.
The first shot was an anesthetic, which would gradually put him to sleep.
And the supposed muscle relaxant and the lethal injection of the second and third shots had already been replaced by Lin Xian with saline, which had no effect.
He would slowly fall asleep to the great “Ode to Joy.”
he would find himself in the halls of the Genius Club, facing the longed-for Copernicus.
The executioner pressed the injection button.
Ji Xinshui wore a devout smile.
The second injection…
Ji Xinshui’s smile remained.
the coroner stepped forward, checked the data on the equipment, and nodded:
The policewoman snorted, handed over the confirmation document, and asked the coroner to sign:
“These devils who have no regard for human life, they really deserve more than death.”
After signing, the coroner sighed:
“Ah, isn’t it the truth.”
In Brooklyn, Mi Country, at Greenwood Cemetery,
a tall woman with handsome features, striking as though she’d just stepped out of a Hollywood film, stood in front of an erected tombstone.
The tombstone was very clean, with recently engraved lettering—
Next to this erect tombstone was another that had been carved, but lay flat on the ground, not yet raised.
It, too, bore freshly carved lettering—
Looking at the two tombstones, the woman snorted:
you two just weren’t cut out for this sort of killing game.
Wouldn’t it be nice to live quietly?
I don’t know what you two are always up to…”
The woman tossed her long hair over her shoulder, letting it dance in the wind:
“You just had it too easy from the start, too peaceful, which is why you never took life seriously.”
She lowered her head, looking at Ji Xinshui’s tombstone:
“Old man, today’s the day of your execution, isn’t it?
I’ll have to make a trip to China in a few days to bring back your ashes…
Ah, you two really know how to trouble people.”
“Do you remember picking me up from the war-torn ruins in the Middle East?
It was all fire then, bombs had flattened everything.
To this day, I still remember when you picked me up…
my parents, siblings, all my relatives, they were like torn rags lying in the rubble.”
“There were charred bodies everywhere, not one intact.
You said I was a miracle, asked my name.
I told you my name was Angelica.
You said it was a good name, like an angel, and from that moment on you adopted me.”
“I’m grateful to you…
and I always planned to take care of you in your old age, but I never imagined it would be this kind of care.
you sure know how to save me trouble.
Just wait, in a few days I’ll go to China to bring you back and bury you next to Ji Lin.”
Angelica sighed, then turned back to look at Ji Lin’s tombstone:
“And as for you, little brother, it seems…
you made a pretty good friend?”
“Heh, it’s hard to imagine anyone willing to make friends with someone as boring as you.”
She laughed softly, tossing her tousled brown hair back over her head and putting her hands in her pockets as she walked away into the setting sun:
“But if I get the chance…”
“I’d really like to meet him.”
The roaring red McLaren drifted tightly around the corner of the elevated highway on the outskirts of the city!
The slipping rear wheels left shocking black marks on the cement surface, trailing pungent white smoke as they raced on.
“Wow, Su Su, that was awesome!”
The female companion in the passenger seat exclaimed and applauded:
It’s just like in ‘Initial D’!”
Su Su frowned, accelerating towards the next bend:
“He could have taken that corner even tighter…
I don’t want to lose to him again.”
The female companion chuckled awkwardly.
Ever since that race at Tianma Racetrack, Su Su had changed.
Day and night, she practiced her driving.
All to beat that man just once.
“Did you see the news, Su Su?
That blind date of yours, he seems to have helped the Donghai City police crack a major case!
Caught a lot of criminals, too!”
“You have no idea, the news has been hailing him as a hero, almost as if Sherlock Holmes were alive!
And the officials in Donghai, they’re even planning to hold a special commendation ceremony for him, awarding him an honorary title and everything.”
Su Su chewed her bubble gum and snorted disdainfully:
“Turns out he does have some skills.”
Now, all over the radio, local Donghai news, and short video platforms, they’re all talking about him.”