7 p.m., Tokyo, Shinjuku District.

The commercial street next to a department store was crowded with people. At this time, it was already time to get off work. Countless white-collar workers were walking through the street after work. In addition, there were already tourists on the street. They were almost pushed forward by people.

The word "shoulder to shoulder" is not an exaggeration at all when used here. The colorful lights emitted by the nearby street lamps and the electronic screens in the department store shine on the somewhat irritable faces of the crowded crowd.

Among the crowds, there was a man and a woman, walking against the current. The man kept pushing away the crowds in front of him. Like a fish swimming back in the river, he passed through many obstacles and came to an inconspicuous restaurant next to him.

Next to the small restaurant, he pushed open the door and entered. The woman following him followed him closely into the restaurant.

The bell at the door rang. The cool air conditioner inside formed a sharp contrast with the stuffy heat outside. The refreshing air conditioner in the store seemed to be able to penetrate into the pores of the human body, driving away all the hot and boring boredom in an instant. The surrounding brown wooden boards

The decoration style, coupled with the dim lighting, makes it seem like a cabin in winter.

Got...saved.

Kitahara quickly pulled on his tie, found a two-person seat in the store, pulled out the chair and sat down directly, not caring about ordering first, and quickly asked the waiter to bring two cups of lemon tea first. Kitahara was most afraid of this kind of crowded scene.

, he has an almost instinctive fear of any group action. This seems to be a mental illness, but he has sought out a doctor, and the doctor can’t explain the reason. In his last life, he wanted to avoid the crowds during rush hours during the commute.

, and even bought a small bed to sleep in the law firm, and took a shower in a nearby gymnasium shower room.

Miyagawa also sat on the seat, with a few drops of sweat hanging on his forehead, and his face became a little red due to the hot weather, but a smile couldn't help appearing on his face. Miyagawa quietly glanced at Kitahara again.

If there were no Beiyuan in today's court hearing, the result would be unimaginable.

If she had to deal with it alone, she would probably receive a ruling from the Shinjuku District Court rejecting the lawsuit at this moment. Thinking of this, Miyagawa couldn't help but admire Kitahara even more. Kitahara, he has really changed a lot, just two or three years after graduation.

I haven’t seen him in years, and Beihara looks like a mature lawyer.

"Kitahara, I'll give you some for today's dinner. I'll treat you." Miyagawa held the menu card with a smile on his face, deciding to reward today's great hero, and began to scan the names of the dishes carefully.

"I'm very happy." Beihara didn't mean to give in politely. "Why, after you came out of the court today, you looked so happy? It makes it seem like we have received a winning verdict."

"Of course. Now the case is about to enter the substantive trial stage. Since the previous procedural defense has been passed, I think we are sure to win this case." Miyagawa raised the corner of his mouth with some pride, and at the same time, he took the order paper and took it.

I started scribbling with a pencil on the dining table.

"So much confidence? Why do you think our case will win?" Beihara took a cup of frozen lemon tea that the waiter had just brought over, held the straw in his mouth, took a big sip, and said vaguely.

.

"Don't we have the video taken at the nursing center that day?" Miyagawa said with a relaxed face, "I think if this video is released in court, we will definitely win." After answering, Miyagawa put the hand in his hand.

The order sheet was handed to the waiter.

"What if the other party proposes illegal evidence exclusion? For example, this video was recorded without the other party's consent, which violates the right to privacy." Kitahara looked at Miyagawa's somewhat proud expression and said deliberately.

As soon as these words were spoken.

A small dining table suddenly seemed to be transformed into a battlefield for the court's attack and defense.

There were some noisy sounds of people drinking and drinking around, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking them out.

It seemed like this couple was the only one left in the entire restaurant.

The bar counter in the distance of the store seemed to have turned into a high judgment platform.

The figure of the chef behind the bar seems to have become a judge.

"You... wait for me to think about it." Hearing Beihara's unexpected question, Miyagawa was a little flustered for a moment. Just now, he was thinking about how to order delicious food for Beiyuan, but there were still some channels in his mind.

Unable to switch, Miyagawa lowered his head, holding his cheek with a jade hand, and began to think seriously.

"Pull slowly." Beihara urged with a smile.

Miyagawa's face, which was already a little red due to the hot weather outside just now, suddenly became even more blushing, and his voice sounded like a panic, "Don't... don't rush me." After a few more minutes, it seemed to suddenly happen.

After thinking of the answer, Miyagawa showed a somewhat arrogant smile and said:

"The video recording in this case was outside the house involved. There was no illegal shooting inside the house. At the same time, the maintenance center is also a public place. The other party is a highway employee and is working for the public. The video in this case is not

There is no issue of infringement of the other party’s privacy, so it should not be excluded.”

Beihara looked at Miyagawa's serious tone of reply, and his expression was somewhat imitating his own. He couldn't help but feel amused, so he nodded in affirmation and said: "Yes. I can give 80 points."

As if he had received encouragement, Miyagawa's interest suddenly spiked, like a happy little antelope, and said: "Kitahara, Kithara. Ask me more like this in the future. Ask me more like this in the future."

In court, I can answer questions as fluently as you."

In an instant, it felt like I was back in high school. A girl with a smile, holding a textbook in her hand, said to a slightly shy boy: "Come on and whip me."

However, Kitahara still suppressed his smile slightly: "However, we cannot place our hope for the entire case on such a video. If the judge just does not agree with our point of view, he will insist on denying the legality of this piece of evidence.

What should we do? Our trump card is not this video, but a class action lawsuit."

As soon as the words "group action" were uttered, the atmosphere that had been filled with laughter just now suddenly became a bit solemn.

When Miyagawa heard these four words, the smile on her face froze. She still remembered the day when the accident rate and accident fatality rate of the Kawamoto Expressway were calculated. She would never forget the data she saw at that time.

A shock to the heart.

Bottom...hole card.

Those lives lost on the highway have now become a card in his hand against others. Miyagawa suddenly felt a little guilty, and unconsciously tightened his skirt slightly with one hand.

"However, we can't just stop at what powerful trump card we want to play. We also need to consider what the Kawamoto Expressway's trump card is." Kitahara continued.

"Kawa...Kawamoto Expressway's trump card?" Miyagawa heard this word, raised his head and opened his mouth slightly, "Kitahara, you mean that Kawamoto Expressway also has a card that can completely defeat us."

"Frankly speaking, I don't know if Kawamoto Expressway has such a trump card." Kitahara said, "Because of this, we have to think about this issue carefully." Kitahara is deeply aware of the difficulty of a legal battle for the same listed company.

, the lawyers on the opposite side will definitely have a king bomb of their own.

However, in the secret, Beiyuan has quietly laid a trap. The question is to see if the other party will step in. If the other party can successfully take the bait, then the chance of winning should be good...

How much can it reach?

Probably 98%.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Kitahara suddenly raised his head and asked: "Miyagawa, is this Nishi-Shinjuku?"

"Yes." Miyagawa nodded like a kitten.

Kitahara remembered that the headquarters of Kawamoto Expressway was on the top floor of the Shinjuku Center Building in Nishi-Shinjuku. He wondered if he could see the headquarters of Kawamoto Expressway from here. Kitahara turned his head and looked out the window.
Chapter completed!