Night, 9:13.

Room 1109, Kitabayashi Apartment, Yamashina-ku, Kyoto.

Kitahara, Miyagawa, and Mikiko were sitting next to the kotatsu table in the small living room. On the clothes drying rack by the window in the living room, there was a small dryer. Although the dryer was buzzing, buzzing,

There was a buzzing sound, and I tried my best to dry the clothes, but still couldn't get rid of the faint musty smell of the clothes in a humid environment.

A few tea leaves in the cup on the table were floating alone on the water, brewing a very light brown color. Although the quality of the tea seemed to be very poor, it was already the best product that Mikiko, who had no job, could come up with to entertain lawyers.

Because the room was too small, there was a faint sense of oppression, just like the sense of oppression caused by the lawsuit during the day, when facing Professor Asakura Hiko and Lawyer Takezawa from the university.

"Isn't the lawsuit not going well?" Mikiko said. As soon as she said this, Mikiko felt that she was a little ridiculous. It was obvious that she had violated academic regulations and was deprived of her degree by the university. This so-called lawsuit had already been asked before

I visited all the law firms in Kyoto and got negative answers. This is a hopeless thing in the first place, so why bother asking if it will go well?

"At present, it is indeed disadvantageous for us." Kitahara said, "The evidence submitted by Kyoto University in court has violated the provisions of the Administrative Procedure Law that administrative agencies are not allowed to collect evidence on their own after the litigation has begun. But even though

In this way, the judge still allowed Kyoto University to continue to present evidence. Although Judge Kawada did not make a decision on this issue, his continued tolerance of Kyoto University's submission of these evidences fully demonstrates that the judge has recognized the legality of these evidences."

"In this case, we are equivalent to fighting in the same army with unlimited ammunition." Kitahara made some gestures and explained to the client in front of him.

"No...infinite ammunition?" Mikiko said, "What...what's going on?"

This sweet-looking girl frowned slightly.

"To put it simply -" Kitahara continued, "it is very easy for administrative agencies to strengthen or supplement the evidence in the process of administrative actions. Because many of the key evidence related to the legality of administrative actions are internal documents.

.It would be very easy for an administrative agency to supplement these internal documents after the fact."

"Take the Land Inspection Office in Kyoto as an example. One of the responsibilities of the Land Inspection Office in Kyoto is to monitor the buildings in the ancient capital to see if they violate the corresponding construction laws and conflict with the style of the ancient capital. Every month, a large number of residential areas are inspected because of their facilities.

They were punished by the Land Inspection Office for violating the style of the ancient capital. However, a large number of penalties were imposed by the Land Inspection Office without filing a case, which is contrary to the requirements of administrative procedures."

"However, it is very easy for the Land Inspection Office to supplement an internal filing and approval document afterwards. The same is true for Kyoto University. If they can supplement evidence at any time, then no matter how we point out the flaws, the other party will

Maybe we can find opportunities to make corrections.”

Mikiko listened to Kitahara's words.

My heart sank a little unconsciously.

The beating of the heart seemed to become a little heavier.

I hate it. I obviously have no hope anymore, so why do I still feel this way?

Mikiko tightened her hand slightly, then raised her head and asked: "Then...where is that piece of evidence? I showed it to lawyer Kitahara before. The Department of Life Sciences of Kyoto University had already replied in the weekly,

Those two papers have nothing to do with the university, so why do they still use these two papers as a reason to deal with me."

Beihara shook his head slightly, "I have reminded you before. This weekly did not directly publish the university's reply, but quoted it, which is difficult to use as direct evidence in court.

Today, the other party's attorney also raised this issue. This will actually have a relatively large adverse impact on the effectiveness of our evidence."

Miyagawa was listening to Kitahara's words, and her heart clenched unconsciously. As a witness to the trial during the day, Miyagawa was very aware of the terrifying strength of Asakurahiko and Takezawa. At this moment, she was listening to Kitahara's report about the daytime trial.

In this situation, Miyagawa also felt as if there was a big stone pressing on his chest.

Mikiko was stunned for a moment when she heard Kitahara's words.

She always felt that the reply from the Department of Life Sciences of Kyoto University in that weekly magazine was her best hope for this case. But now, the evidence material that she valued most was shattered so easily. Mikiko felt a little confused for a moment.

Can't accept it.

Why?

Why can they go back on their word like this?!

"In other words, can they still regret and deny what they said?" Mikiko's eyes became a little dim and she lowered her head slightly.

Mikiko suddenly felt a physical distaste for the university. She had already discovered it from the moment she stepped into this ivory tower.

This place is filled with all kinds of dishonesty, lies, and hypocrisy. Those in high positions are actually poor in knowledge and empty-headed. The only thing those in high positions can do is to squeeze the labor of young scholars and doctoral students and use what belongs to them to

Intellectual achievements were snatched away. Of course, these young scholars and doctoral students were also happy to be robbed, because without the names of these high-ranking people, their achievements could not be published. As a result, this mutual transaction between them formed a strange,

Weird, spectacular, ridiculous youthful self-sacrifice.

When the victim is being sacrificed and his chest is cut open with a sickle by the priest and his dignity is ravaged, he still has to shout long live three times and shout out gratitude and thanks for the support.

They say that the ivory tower is the most free place.

However, in this so-called "most free" place, there is only one definition of success or failure——

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No one here cares about how well you are doing academically, or whether the papers you publish in journals have made real contributions. People only care about your title. The vast team of young scholars rushed to the scene with the sound of a gunshot.

Talented people who have accumulated a lot of knowledge are running forward like hungry dogs looking for bones towards the finish line called "tenure teaching position" in front of them.

Here, there is only one upward channel, and it is the only one.

In universities, there is a more serious personal dependence than between feudal knights and retinues.

Everyone is equal before the truth.

Is everyone equal before the truth?

Here, everyone is equal before flattery. People in the ivory tower are scrambling to flatter those in high positions in order to get a small chance that is similar to an oasis in the desert. This is a paper that is no different from garbage.

It should also be touted as a masterpiece of economic development and benefiting the people, and an opportunity to change the destiny of mankind.

The most ridiculous thing is that academic debates have turned into a fig leaf for uneducated people. When you clearly point out that the works they wrote are garbage, these shameless people can blatantly reply: This is

Academic debate is a good thing, but it is a reflection of the value of the paper.

Mikiko's pupils trembled slightly. Why can they be so shameless! So shameless! Why can they even openly deny what they have said and it doesn't count. They don't even care about beating themselves up.

Refers to a deer as a horse.

That's a deer, not a horse!!!

Even if ten thousand people point at a deer and say it is a horse, it will not change the fact that the deer is not a horse.

Why do people in high positions have the privilege to lie?

How can someone who tells lies have the qualifications to demand others to be honest and trustworthy?

Why, this world is so absurd!

And why does such a ridiculous world exist for so long?

"So, Lawyer Kitahara." Mikiko raised her head, her eyes were empty, as if all positive emotions had been swallowed up, and those beautiful eyes became like dead glass that could only reflect light -

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"There's no way you can win this lawsuit, right?" Mikiko said.

The physical vibrations in the entire small apartment room seemed to have stopped, turning into a vacuum environment. Here, it seemed as if all sounds had disappeared, leaving only the distorted and frightening silence of outer space.

A sense of despair enveloped the living room as never before.
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