Yuan Ershao's evil life

At noon, when Wen Qiao walked out of the court, the weather outside was unusually refreshing.This time is really just right, the Chinese New Year is approaching, and the chief judges, judges, and the lawyers in charge will go home after the judgment of this case.In winter, Nanjing may still have a little snow, and things in this world will be much cleaner, at least it seems so.

Standing on the highest step at the entrance of the court for a while, Wen Qiao smiled casually for a moment.At this moment, Fang Jing just walked out of the gate and passed him.The two had just experienced a moderate argument inside, and after the confrontation, there was only this moment of peace left.

Fang Jing didn't stop.Wen Qiao didn't speak.

The two left just like that.

Lawyer is a very magical profession. No matter how strict the law is, there are always some vague boundaries. Lawyers are like lone heroes walking in this gray area with a knife. They maintain the order of the world in their own way.For them, what is human ethics and morality, above order is the ultimate judgment.

So there are always lawyers to defend those who are not punishable, such as rapists, serial murderers, and even Class A war criminals of World War II have lawyers to defend them.Are these lawyers wrong?Under the moral judgment, these people will be nailed to the pillar of shame along with the prisoners.Because in the eyes of ordinary people, public opinion is surging and justice is mighty.

However, there is actually an order in this world.law.

Laws are made by human beings, but they are above all people, especially in modern society, the rule of law and even declarations are above the country.It has to be said that the birth of law is actually the most eye-catching stroke in the long evolution of human beings.Humans have created something that animals can never create. They are born as humans and stand in the sky and the earth. Who is not living under the law?What lawyers defend is actually this kind of order.

But what exactly is the law?Under the grandeur, his birth was actually very utilitarian, for the sake of control.In order to control the subjects, the ancient monarchs made laws, and the so-called national parties are still the same.For thousands of years, the law has never changed, but the law in this world, under the influence of various factors, has finally gradually acquired its own dignity.

Wen Qiao remembered that when he first entered college, he studied law really just for one word, to play.To him, the law is like a toy created for him by a group of so-called legislators. He likes to explore the loopholes and contradictions of this toy. Those vague areas are his world, which belongs to him alone.

Ordinary people may not know that for the same case, changing the court and changing the lawyer may be the difference between the death sentence and the release in court.This is the fun of the law. You say it is fair, but it is actually just a tool.In the hands of a legislator, it is a tool of control, and in the hands of a lawyer like Wen Qiao, it is a tool for writing crimes.

There is nothing too fantastic, and the sanctity of the law is a colossal hoax.However, the law is indeed a belief worth defending. It is not sacred, but it is great.Fairness, liberty, equality, these things in the law are picked out casually, and there are countless people who have been martyred for them throughout history.

As a person who has studied law, Wen Qiao actually has no awe of the law, after all, it is just a tool.But Wen Qiao had to say that he was very happy with the law. He liked the messy and boring things under the well-dressed appearance of the law.

In fact, what Fang Jing disliked Wen Qiao the most was not that he defended Du Ziheng.No matter who a lawyer defends is his choice, and no one can criticize him. After all, lawyers are not moralists.What Fang Jing disliked Wen Qiao the most was his methods, forging witnesses and destroying evidence. To put it bluntly, he knew the law and broke the law.

A real lawyer walks on the edge of the law, but never above the law.The law itself is the lawyer's weapon, his sharpest knife.In this case, if Wen Qiao had defended Du Ziheng, it would not be difficult to avoid the death penalty.

But Fang Jing was not, he took a more seemingly more direct path.Wen Qiao felt that this was meaningless.What is the use of jurisprudence to suppress people only by power?It's not difficult to have power in the palm of your hand, but it's rare to keep one's heart.

Wen Qiao felt that it was a pity after all the back and forth in the courtroom. Fang Jing has such good logic, and the posture of holding a knife is also beautiful. This talent and aptitude are really superior, but for some reason, she chose such a path. .Wen Qiao sighed in her heart, probably she really was not from the same way, and she didn't agree with each other in different ways.

The wind blew up Wen Qiao's bangs, revealing a pair of lazy and beautiful eyes.

"I don't know what happened to Yuan Gu's stomach?" Wen Qiao murmured suddenly.Almost as soon as he thought of Yuan Gu, the name, Xu Cheng, flashed into Wen Qiao's mind again.He didn't have time or bother to check, so he called Yuan Yin directly.

Here Wen Qiao roughly explained the situation.After listening, Yuan Yin first replied, "Yuan Gu has already gone home." After a moment of silence, he then said quietly, "Wen Qiao, the more secretive things in this world, the more unbearable they are." curiosity."

Hearing his friend's pretentious words, Wen Qiao suddenly curled his lips, "Let me tell you something, Yuan Yin, I seem to have a little interest in your brother."

"You mean something to everyone." Yuan Yin replied tepidly.

"Your brother is different. I think he has an aura that makes me fascinated by it."

Yuan Yin was silent for a moment, obviously disgusted by Wen Qiao's sudden expression of true feelings.Then Yuan Yin's voice sounded indifferently, "You can think clearly."

"If you think about it, it's all like this. It's just the difference between what you told me and what I found out by myself." Wen Qiao laughed.

Yuan Yin curled the corner of his lower lip, and said slowly, "One hour later, XX Hospital, Special Ward, No. [-]."

He hung up the phone and stuffed the phone back into his pocket.Before leaving the court, Wen Qiao turned around for the last time.In the gray and deep winter, all the tones are gray and cold. The badge of the court hangs quietly at the top, and the bright red on it seems to be the last bright color of this winter.

Wen Qiao suddenly lowered his head humbly, facing the majestic court, facing the high hanging badge, neither humble nor overbearing, only said four words.

"The judgment is mine."

Raising his eyes again, all the laziness and contempt were suddenly swept away in his eyes, leaving only the magnificent light quietly blooming.

That is, the real edge.

Many years ago, I can't remember how many years, Wen Qiao, who was wearing a black academic uniform, stood on the snow-white marble, and, like all his fellow students who studied law, made a final oath to the solemn code before leaving school.Everyone came forward one by one, some made long speeches, some were righteous, some shouted loudly "to defend the dignity of the law to the death", and some solemnly said "Prove the Tao with the law, even if you die nine times, you will not regret it."

Only Wen Qiao came up to the stage last, slowly drew a scale-like cross on his chest, and said four clear and correct words, "I am the judge."

The audience was shocked.

That year's arrogance, high spirits, and arrogance left a deep impression on everyone present, so much so that Wen Qiao's mentor always kept silent when recalling this student many years later.

If such a person, coupled with his family background, really chooses to stand on the opposite side of the so-called justice, black and white in this world may really be reversed.Just when everyone was focusing on his choice, Wen Qiao suddenly went abroad to play business. Maybe it was because he was not talented enough and didn't work hard. After a few years of working together, there was no big movement.When everyone hears about him again, it's gossip about him hanging around all over the world. Occasionally, senior people think of Wen Qiao and say frivolously, oh, remember, that guy is very good at playing.

After many years, Wen Qiao stood in this position, facing the badge hanging high, and said these four words again.

This time, a humble gentleman, also resigned and gave way.

There were not so many people watching, not so many enthusiastic gazes, and there were not so many cheers. Only Wen Qiao stood quietly on the high stage.Then, Wen Qiao suddenly patted herself on the head, "Fuck, I'm going to be late."

He turned his head, kicked, jumped, and ran down the steps, and ran towards the street. Finally, he stood on the side of the road and yelled at the passing vehicles. "taxi!"

Yuan Yin doesn't like people being late.