Su Nan raised his eyes and asked Song Tingchuan:

"And what do you think?"

Song Tingchuan shrugged his shoulders, "From my point of view, the agreement of no one to conduct random inspections is a democratic resolution, and even if the original proposer withdraws his consent at the last minute, it will not prevent the passage of the law 'minority obeys the majority' from taking effect, so he becomes a victim...... In fact, it is in accordance with the democratic process, and there is nothing wrong with it. ”

After all, this society has always been the law of the jungle, isn't it?

Su Nan was silent for a long time and then shook his head:

"No, this case reflects the question of whether life can be compared."

Su Nan stopped, looked at Song Tingchuan, and said word by word:

"Life cannot be compared, and the prohibition of killing is an iron law of human society."

"We can sacrifice our lives for others, which is a noble moral sentiment, but we have no right to have others sacrifice their lives for us."

"Morality is a kind of self-discipline, not other discipline."

"If there is only a utilitarian comparison of values in the law, then the entire moral order will collapse and society may disintegrate."

For example, if you accept the dispassionate utilitarian calculation that life can be comparable, what about right and wrong that can be sacrificed to the mentally ill and intellectually disabled in the case of food shortages? Right and wrong can the organs of innocent old people be arbitrarily cut in order to save promising young people? ”

"Song Tingchuan, the premise of social existence is respect for life, if there is no respect for life, society will not exist."

The society at that time was not called society, it was called the primeval jungle.

Morality is no longer morality, but the law of the jungle.

Song Tingchuan sighed and rubbed Su Nan's hair:

"You should come to study law, Old Man Luo must like you very much."

"Huh?"

"Because you're almost exactly like him."

Su Nan blinked and looked at him:

"So what you just said about your opinion is just a test of me?" Dotted Library

She thought that was Song Tingchuan's inner thoughts.

Song Tingchuan curled up a strand of Su Nan's hair and played with it, and said with a low smile:

"Or else?"

Su Nan glared at him, "You scared me to death, I thought you were ......"

She also thought that Song Tingchuan was still stuck in that layer of darkness and did not come out.

What Su Nan didn't notice was that Song Tingchuan's fingers stiffened at that moment.

In fact, that's exactly what he thinks.

He likes Su Nan's kindness, but he doesn't shy away from his own unkindness.

Because he can do anything in that environment, in order to survive.

But looking at the palpitations in the eyes of the little girl in front of him, he still chose to hide it.

With her, at least he wouldn't let himself go into such an extreme situation.

It doesn't matter what he thinks.

The only thing he had to do was to protect her kindness.

Song Tingchuan shifted the subject:

"Later, Old Man Luo recommended another book."

"Huh?"

"Rawls's Theory of Justice."

Su Nan has not heard of this book.

"What are you talking about?"

"Before people are born, they are covered by a 'curtain of ignorance.'"

"This curtain makes people temporarily not know what class they will be in, what gender, what ethnicity they will be in after birth, nor do they know their education level, whether they are healthy or sick, whether their families are poor or rich, so what kind of society will you choose?"