The convener said after seeing that everyone was seated, clapping their hands, and attracting everyone's attention.

"Alright, now please listen to me. I'm not going to fix a rule that restricts everyone to speak freely, and you are free to discuss this case from now on. If you wish, you can discuss it first and vote later...... Alternatively, you could vote first?......"

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused, he continued.

"But please note that this is a murder case, and if we pass the verdict of the court, it will be equivalent to the defendant, and the young man will be executed. ”

Judge No. 7, the salesman was anxious to watch his ball game, and he was in a hurry to express his opinion.

"Let's vote right away! Maybe we'll get the result right away, and then everyone can go back to their own homes and find their own mothers......

Judge No. 10, the nouveau riche also said nonchalantly, "We can start voting." ”

Several other jurors agreed.

Seeing that everyone basically agreed with his proposal, the convener said with a smile:

"Alright then, let's start voting. Raise your hand if you agree with the court's decision!"

Seven or eight hands were raised at once. Several others hesitated but held up.

Everyone looked around at the others and saw that only two hands were not raised. One nine, one eight.

Juror 9, the old gentleman's hand, was raised at last slowly, and seemingly uncertainly.

The convener quickly counted the number of people who "agreed with the verdict".

Obviously, except for Peng Yichen, who didn't raise his hand, everyone else raised their hands.

"Good. What about those who are in favor of "innocence"?"

Peng Yichen slowly raised his hand.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the audience were on him.

The convener smiled helplessly,

"It is clear that eleven votes were passed, one was against"

Judge No. 3, the tall and stout man, looked puzzled and dissatisfied.

"Anyone else will vote against!?"

He looked at Peng Yichen and asked loudly.

"Do you really think that the judge should not sentence him to death?"

Peng Yichen slowly began to understand why the character he possessed would be so firmly opposed to this verdict.

All those present were so careless, as if they had no idea how much power they had in their hands, as if they didn't care at all about a young man who might lose his life because of one of their misjudgments.

Thinking of this, Peng Yichen slowly became firm.

He looked at the stout man in front of him and replied very seriously. "I don't know. ”

When the stout man heard Peng Yichen's answer, his emotions suddenly lost control, and he stood up and asked.

"Are you deaf and blind? If this boy is not guilty, there will be no criminals in the world. The outcome of the trial was clear that the defendant was a dangerous murderer. Do you understand what a murderer is?"

Peng Yichen still sat calmly in his seat, and still said firmly: "He's just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old child."

The stout man sneered, "Ha, isn't he an adult yet?...... He killed his own father and stabbed him in the chest with a folding knife nearly 10 centimeters deep! Is this also a child? Do you want me to tell you all the evidence and testimony in court?"

Peng Yichen looked at him seriously, so that the other party did not dare to look directly into his eyes, and his firmness surprised the other judges present.

"I know the process of the court very well, and I don't need you to repeat it. ”

On the other side, the No. 10 auditor, the local tyrant with an uncomfortable nose, also began to feel dissatisfied. He looked at Peng Yichen and complained.

"Do you really believe the lies that the young man is defending himself?"

Peng Yichen looked at all the auditors in the audience and raised his voice, he wanted everyone to know his attitude.

"I don't know if the young man is telling the truth. Perhaps, he has been deceiving people, but not necessarily. ”

The salesman next to him listened to him and complained dissatisfiedly: Since you are not sure, why did you vote against it?

Peng Yichen looked at the indifferent and selfish fat face in front of him, and felt the urge to punch him, but he held back.

He raised his voice again to make his attitude clear to everyone present.

"You have cast eleven votes in favor of the execution without any discussion. ”

He paused before speaking.

"Am I going to raise my hand easily and approve of sending a young man to death?"

The salesman listened to Peng Yichen's words and stood up angrily.

"Who told you I raised my hand casually?"

Peng Yichen didn't look at him anymore, but just replied: "No one said it." ”

The salesman laughed wisely.

"Haha, do you really think that I randomly raised my hand to agree with the verdict? I think that kid killed his father, this is my answer, you just say that the sky is broken, and you can't change my mind. ”

The anger and firmness in Peng Yichen's heart were slowly gathering.

"I don't want to change you, but this verdict decides a human life, what if we are wrong, what if those testimonies in the trial are wrong?"

The salesman sneered:

"Suppose we're wrong? Suppose the courthouse collapses right away? Anything can happen!!"

Peng Yichen's eyes also turned cold, and he looked at the salesman closely:

"Anything that could be, that's what I mean. ”

The salesman was a little nervous by him, and his body shrank back, "You're wasting time, you can solve the problem in 5 minutes, you know?"

Peng Yichen no longer looked at him, and said lightly sarcastically:

"It's a life, shouldn't we spend an hour talking about it? Your game doesn't start until eight o'clock. ”

Peng Yichen didn't have too deep a feeling when he wrote the script, but when he really sat in this conference room, he realized how difficult the protagonist's situation was at this time.

No one wants to seriously discuss the case, they don't care about the imminent execution... The young people in the room, everyone wants to get out of here quickly.

The No. 10 judge on the side, the nouveau riche suddenly stood up angrily and shouted at Peng Yichen.

"Tell me, why are we delaying ourselves for an hour because of this poor dick? I am tens of thousands of dollars a minute, delay my time, can you afford to pay for it?"

Peng Yichen looked at him and said word by word.

"You can choose to leave, you can choose not to be a juror. I'll tell you clearly, I don't know why we're sitting here for an hour. All I know is that the young man in the dock has not had the care of his parents since he was a child, and his mother ran away with someone when he was young. My father worked outside all day, and when he came home, he drank heavily and beat him. ”

Peng Yichen's eyes were full of compassion and anger, he knew that there were still many such poor children in the land of China.

Because of their parents' failure to fulfill their responsibilities, they have lived a life of no human and no ghosts since they were young, and finally become little hooligans and ruffians on the streets, is it all their own fault?"

He calmed down for a moment and said slowly.

He spent a year and a half in an orphanage, when his father was locked up for giving false testimony. Later, when he came out of the orphanage, he could only live on the streets, and gradually became what you call a little hooligan and a scoundrel ruffian, why? Because people have beaten him every day for more than ten years. He has lived a miserable eighteen years, why can't we give him a chance, and we are not willing to discuss this short hour, whether there are any doubts about his case?"

When everyone heard Peng Yichen's words, most of them felt a little embarrassed in their hearts, and they all talked about the case.

Some people are confirming the exact time of death of the deceased - around 12 midnight.

Some people questioned the defendant's confession, believing that the young man said that he was watching a movie at the cinema at the time, but could not name the movie.

Some believe that the testimony of the woman who lived across the road from the deceased's house can prove the guilt of the defendant, because the woman admitted that she saw the defendant kill her father.

Seeing that everyone was in a mess, the convener knocked on the table and proposed loudly to Peng Yichen.

"Well, since you voted against it and don't agree with us...... Then you should be responsible for telling us why we are against it, and maybe let us explain to you why we all chose to pass. ”

Juror No. 12, who was sitting on the right hand side of the convener, the white-collar worker, happily put forward his own suggestion.

"That's a good thing you did, now...... It seems that we have to convince this big brother that he is wrong and that we are right. Maybe one by one, and each one tells him his point of view, and he can get along......"

But he was obviously scolded too much by Party A's people in the advertising company, and he added a sentence very unconfidently.

"That's just my offer. ”

The convener was glad that someone chimed in and said with a smile.

"Your idea is very good. Then let's state our opinions one by one in order. ”