Father Mavie

Chapter 145 Philip Green (Please Subscribe!!!)

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In the gloomy and damp prison cell, the smell was reeking, dirty, and the thin, skirt-like bedding couldn't see the original whiteness at all, exuding a strong musty smell, and there were large areas of yellow spots on it.

The only light is the moonlight coming in through the iron windows on the high wall. If it is cloudy, there will be no light at all, and the prisoners can only shiver on the quilt at the same position as the chamber pot.

The watchmen guarding the prisoners walked past the prison door with long sticks in their hands, and the tips of the sticks kept hitting the iron railings, making clanking noises.

This is Ungersar, the largest prison in County Wexford.

It houses not only unconvicted people awaiting trial, thieves, robbers, but also a bunch of death row inmates.

It was extremely cold tonight, and the cold wind kept pouring in from the unclosed windows. The prisoners had to wrap their quilts tightly and curl up like watermelon worms, trying to retain the last trace of warmth.

Until the arrival of a few people broke this desperate silence.

Beside the table, the night watch officer leaned on the kerosene lamp, scanned the contents and signatures of the documents in his hand, raised his hands in salute, personally led a few of his subordinates, took the keys to the cell, and accompanied the 'guests' who obviously shouldn't be here, Enter the area where death row prisoners are held.

Just in case, they even brought revolvers that would only be used in emergencies, held the long sticks tightly, smashed aside the curious prisoners lying on the railings on both sides, and cursed to open the way.

Prisoners are not afraid of sticks, their eyes are fixed on the small white shadow in the crowd, they have not seen such pure white for a long time, it is bright and full of holy breath, as if as long as they get close, they can and drive away the filth from them.

If someone dared to whistle, the night watch officer would furiously order his subordinates to open the cell, pry open the mouth of the whistler, and stab it with a stick.
You don't need to waste much effort, you can see bleeding from the receding gums due to lack of nutrition, and rotten teeth that are not very strong fall out.

And the howls of pain from the prisoners.

Junia followed closely behind Mavi, holding the bear in her arms, and glanced around with her big blue eyes, observing the hungry, yellow and skinny faces of the prisoners.

"Are you afraid?" Ma Wei asked softly, "This is a sight you must see."

Junia shook her head: "I just feel sorry for them."

"Some people in this world deserve sympathy, some people don't deserve sympathy, and some people... can't sympathize."

"where are they?"

"Absolutely most of them are people who don't deserve sympathy."

If it were ten or twenty years ago, when the bloody code was rampant, stealing 20 shillings or cutting down trees in the noble territory would be sentenced to hanging, many death row prisoners are indeed worthy of sympathy.

However, in 1846, under the impetus of Sir Samuel Romilly, a member of the House of Commons, the famous writer Charles Dickens sent four letters to the "Daily Mail", "New York Times" and other newspapers in order to completely abolish the death penalty. Letters on the subject.

Later, the "Homicide Law" and the "Invasion of the Person Law" were promulgated, stipulating that the death penalty can only be imposed when convicted of eight heinous crimes including murder, treason, and piracy.

Since then, the number of death row inmates has decreased significantly, but there are still many.

Cell 18.

A man wearing a ragged prison uniform stood in the middle of the cell looking at the bright moon outside the window, dragging a heavy iron ball on his feet, with his back to the cell door, and did not turn his head because of the noise behind him.

"Open the door," said Marvie.

"Father, are you sure you want to go in?" The night duty officer glanced at the man, and reminded him kindly: "These are all murderers, I don't know what will happen, if you have anything to say, just say it through the railing Now, there's no need to risk yourself."

risk it?
Ma Wei looked at the bat resting on his shoulder, and then at Levin behind him, holding the goddess' little hand in his hand, he...
I really don't think the other party can hurt me.

This is not arrogance, but his preparation in advance.

Even if the other party is just an ordinary human being.

"It's okay, I want to talk to him about something, please open the door."

".it is good."

The night watch officer didn't ask any more questions, took out the key, and inserted it into the lock hole of the cell door.

squeak
The sound of the door opening behind him finally attracted the attention of the man in prison uniform. He turned around, his hair was disheveled like a chicken coop, his face was covered with stubble, and his black eyes looked at everyone who entered the cell.

Marvie looked him up and down, "Philip Green?"

"it's me."

After confirming the other party's identity, Ma Wei nodded and said, "Sir, please give us some private space."

"Call me if you have any questions." The night duty officer closed the cell door, gave the man in prison uniform a menacing look, and retreated to a distance with a few of his men, ready to rush up.

Sitting on the only stool, Mavi picked up Junia, asked Levin to put the kerosene lamp on the table, and took out a judgment from his arms:

"Philip Green was arrested on October 10 for murdering his own brother. After investigation, he was found guilty of murder. The circumstances were serious and he was sentenced to hang."

"What do you want to say?" The man in prison uniform stared at him coldly, "Could it be that you are my brother's friend and came to mock me?"

"I don't know your brother who is a merchant."

Ma Wei shook his head: "Many people only know that your brother is very rich, and you killed him to get his property, because according to the limited inheritance rights and primogeniture system in the "Inheritance Law", if there is no man in the family, then All the property will be transferred to the name of the relatives and men, and the wife of the deceased only enjoys the right to share the property, not the right to sell it, and they even face the plight of being kicked out of the house by their husbands and brothers."

Philip's gaze was always calm, without causing any waves.

"but."

Tapping the table with his index finger, Ma Wei said lightly: "If you will find out after in-depth investigation, Philip Green, you have a daughter who is seriously ill and needs to be sent to the capital for treatment. It will cost a lot of money. As a coal miner, you can't get it out at all, so you can only ask your younger brother who is a businessman for help, hoping to get his help."

"Unfortunately, according to your sister-in-law's confession, the younger brother you had high hopes for did not provide financial assistance, but only a symbolic donation of a few gold pounds, so you killed him and obtained your younger brother's money during the police investigation of the case." Wealth, sold assets, and handed over to doctors in the capital."

"Presumably, your daughter has been treated, so you have nothing to fear now, but if I tell the police about this, the court will definitely re-judgment and force you to return the property to your brother's widow. Of course, you are now on death row. , the debt problem will naturally fall on my 11-year-old daughter, and if the interest is included on the 200 gold pounds, she will not be able to pay it off in 30 years."

jingle!

The iron chain suddenly tightened, and Philip, who was red-eyed and wanted to rush up to grab Mawei's neck, suddenly tripped over the heavy iron ball on his feet, knocked his head on the corner of the table, and drew a long and thin wound, bleeding profusely. .

"You're angry."

Looking at Philip, whose eyes were red and wishing he could rush forward and tear himself to pieces, Ma Wei looked calmly: "Although you are trying to save your own daughter, getting money by killing others is still against the law. Are you A criminal who cannot be sympathized should be punished, but your seriously ill daughter should not pay the price for your reckless and wrong decision, she is innocent."

Four 50-pound gold coupons were placed on the table, and Ma Wei said softly: "The Church of Truth is willing to pay off your daughter's 200-pound debt, and continue to support her to study and live until she is 22 years old."

The man in prison uniform glanced at the gold pound coupons on the table and took a deep breath: "What do you want?"

"I'll buy your life, Mr Philip."

(End of this chapter)