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As soon as the jurors were startled by a stab from a stout man, the university teacher came up to them and asked if they had ever seen people fighting each other with folding knives.

Most of the people here come from good backgrounds, and they rarely see bayonet fights in the streets, and even if they don't see too many people fighting shirtless.

All of them said they had not seen the scene of someone fighting with a folding knife.

The university lecturer seemed to recall something he didn't want to remember.

"I've seen it. At that time, they were fighting less than 20 meters away from me. ”

Peng Yichen hurriedly asked, "How do they all use folding knives?"

The university lecturer said, "No one is going to hold a folding knife upside down, and it's too slow to attack the other person." The street hooligans all pointed the tip of their knives at the target, from the bottom up, and stabbed them directly the moment the blade bounced out. Anyone who has ever used a folding knife has carried a knife like this. ”

Peng Yichen said happily: "Can you be sure?"

The university lecturer replied affirmatively, "I'm pretty sure." ”

Peng Yichen asked again: "That young man often uses a folding knife. Do you think he's going to attack his father with the hilt of his sword upside down?"

The university lecturer thought for a moment and said affirmatively: "No way, his father is much taller and stronger than him, and if he holds a knife upside down, his attack speed will be too slow and he will not succeed at all." Therefore, if he is really the one who killed his father, then he must attack the other party quickly and secretly from the bottom up to have a chance of succeeding. ”

The stout man turned around and excitedly asked the university lecturer, "How do you know?

The university lecturer said angrily: "If someone was there at the time, what are we sitting here for?"

The stout man seemed to be reasonable, and shouted: "Then why do you tell us these nonsense things you make up? I don't believe a word of what you say!"

The agent also helped: "I don't think anyone can determine how the child killed someone, after all, this murder may just be an emergency." ”

Peng Yichen ignored the two of them, but looked at the white-collar worker's eyes seriously and asked, "What do you think?"

The white-collar worker was full of confusion and kept saying, "I don't know." He turned back to his place and sat down.

Peng Yichen walked behind the salesman again and asked, "What about you?"

The salesman's face was full of impatience, and while fanning himself with his hat, he replied nonchalantly, "I don't know what you want to do, but I'm tired of this place." If this continues, how long will we have to survive? I've had enough. Now I have changed my mind and chosen to oppose the outcome of the trial. ”

The stout man asked angrily, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

The salesman looked at his watch and said, "You heard it all, I've had enough, I voted no." ”

The stout man wanted to strangle the slick guy: "What do you mean you're fed up? That's not a reason for you to change your choice!"

The salesman's face sank, "Listen, you just need to mind your own business, what I choose is my own business." ”

The engineer on one side was furious at this time and rushed to the salesman.

"He's right, 'fed up' is not a reason for you to choose against. What kind of person are you? You just agreed with the trial of the court and with the opinions of others...... Now, just because you have football tickets in your pocket, you can change your choice at will. The reason is just that you're tired of these discussions?"

He questioned the other man in a loud voice, like an angry bull.

The salesman craned his neck, "Listen to me, buddy." ”

The engineer ignored him at all, and the momentum on his body rose higher and higher.

"Who told you that you have the right to play with other people's lives like this......?

The salesman was forced to sit still, jumped up and shouted, "Why are you talking to me like that?"

The Engineer immediately retorted, "Of course I can talk to you like that. If you choose to object, it must be because you believe that the defendant did not kill, not because you are bored, and if you feel that he has killed, you must persevere. Aren't you a man who didn't do what you thought was right?"

The salesman is in ruins.

The engineer asked him sonorously, "Agree or disagree?"

"I've already said it, against. ”

"Why?"

"I don't have to explain it to you......"

"You have to say it, why?"

The momentum of the engineer forced the salesman to subconsciously take a step back.

He replied like a scoundrel, "I ...... I just want to oppose the outcome of the trial, no...... Can't you?"

The Engineer looked at his face as smooth and limp, and tried to say something, but he didn't. Shaking his head disdainfully, he returned to his seat.

Peng Yichen took the opportunity to propose to the convener, "I ask to vote again." ”

The convener agreed to his proposal: "Okay, someone has asked for another vote, and we will vote by show of hands in the fastest way." Please select the 'Agree to pass' raise hand...... Please raise your hand for the person who selects 'Oppose Passage'. ”

Except for the stout man, the broker, and the nouveau riche, everyone voted 'no'.

"The vote was nine to three, with the opposing side having the upper hand. ”

The stout man didn't say a word, and stood by the window.

The nouveau riche got up angrily and rebuked loudly: "I really don't understand if you people are all funny. ”

He foamed at the mouth and finally spoke out his deepest prejudices.

"The details that you keep mentioning, the so-called doubts, don't matter at all. Haven't you seen that little rascal, I can smell the 'dick silk' smell on him from a distance of more than ten meters. Do you believe that he said he lost his knife, that he was watching a movie at the time of the crime?"

He began to get hysterical.

"You know how much these people love to lie, they were born like this, they never worked hard, they tried to cheat me out of the money in my pocket. Listen to me, those people don't need a reason to kill people at all!!"

He has become a shrew, spewing the stench of rot inside.

"They fight on the streets every day, and the better ones are just getting a temporary job and living on the wages of the cheating boss. Even if these people die poor, no one cares about them, they are born with the inferiority of laziness, violence, force, deception, and deception. You know, their violence, their inclination, their inclination are innate!"

Unwilling to speak to the man again, the old gentleman was the first to leave his seat and stood far away in the corner of the room, as if hiding in a garbage heap.

"Where are you going? Those poor people don't think the same way as we do, they don't have any sympathy at all......"

The engineer also stood with the old gentleman, with his back to him, not at all willing to look at the man again.

"They're always in a mess, and they don't care if someone gets killed. Yes, there is one or two good people in them once in a while......"

Peng Yichen couldn't stand this guy's nonsense, and got up and stood beside the old man.

"I know one or two pretty good thugs, but that's the exception, you know?"

Almost everyone in the audience stood by the wall, by the window, with their backs to him, silent, and let him talk there.

"Listen to me, they're all big bad guys, there's no good guy in them. This...... What the hell is going on? I just said what I thought, and I didn't say you, why did you ......."

By the end, his voice grew quieter and quieter, almost turning into a begging tone.

"Listen to me, listen to me......"

The agent sat across from him and stopped him from continuing with a look of disgust.

"Please sit down and keep your mouth shut. ”

The nouveau riche left the conference table, walked to a small chair by the wall, sat down, muttered, and gradually stopped talking.

His discrimination and prejudice were finally struck down by the loudest silence......