After all, modern society has basically reached a consensus on human life, and it seems that there is no need to go into too much detail about how precious human life is.

But I don't admit that the deepest era has always been not such an era, singing and dancing are peaceful, and the prosperous era is peaceful.

He was thinking of the era of gunpowder, with wolf smoke billowing and wailing all over the field.

The so-called human life was probably the least valuable thing in that era, and people were like ants, dying in the twilight of life, but it was the most common thing.

It seems that the superior can never understand that ants also have hearts, and even the most humble and lowly people have the meaning of their lives.

It so happened that he had seen it, saw the ambition of the ants, and saw the growth of the grass.

"I just want to come over and oppose all those who don't take human life seriously, everyone around us, including ourselves, is a simple and independent individual, and the meaning of our life is always ourselves, not for others. But there are some people who are so vicious that they want to force others to death, or in the name of suicide. ”

Lu Cen Yuan smiled as he spoke.

"I can't get used to it, so I did it."

Above the courtroom, solemn and majestic.

Qian Yan was lucky, very, very lucky.

After all, it seems that there is no key evidence for him in this matter from beginning to end, except for the legendary suicide note, but he has not seen it.

The person who wrote this suicide note was lying on the hospital bed at this time, and no one knew it. His turnaround is still very big. Qian Yan rubbed his hands together like this, and silently comforted himself.

However, there are many things that he doesn't know, for example, how many hole cards Lu Cen Yuan has in his hand, and for example, there are some people who have come back quietly.

That's right, there was an uninvited guest in the courtroom.

Yes, that's right, that uninvited guest is the little reporter from before, the little reporter who woke up from his slumber, and the little reporter who returned from hell.

When the little reporter went to court, he didn't cry, he was smiling the whole time, but, in Qian Yan's opinion, the little reporter's smile was a little infiltrating, like a demon returning from the border of hell, and yes, people who committed suicide once did not care about some things.

"Mr. Qian, you noble people are so forgetful, I wonder if you have forgotten me, a person who should be dead?"

When the little reporter spoke, he still had a smile on his face.

"No, no, I don't know you at all, what do I remember with him or not?"

Qian Yan immediately, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances.

"Look-at the truth, I don't know him bullying people at all, you can't judge me guilty based on his words, or maybe Hongyu is a ghost, our family and theirs are commercial competitors, what kind of moths do they have, this is also completely within a reasonable range, in your words...... That's right, it's called motivated. ”

Qian Yan was like a child about to take an exam, caught a key word, and began to talk endlessly.

"Your Excellency, you have to believe me, they just have a motive, they have a motive to frame me, they can't produce evidence!"

"Oh?" Lu Cen Yuan smiled.

"If ......"

"What would I do if I said, I have proof?"

Lu Cen Yuan really wanted to see Qian Yan's wonderful facial expression.