"Lawyer Jones, your qualification for the crime of explosion lies in the fact that the suspect used explosives to cause physical harm to people. Please note that the law says "explosives", not whether it is a bomb or a firecracker.

. Firecrackers can still hurt people, right?"

Annick has been listening in the audience. Jones used the logic of a white horse and a false horse to make this idiot Peng Pei faint. The crime of explosion does not necessarily stipulate that it must be a bomb to be convicted. Annick was not prepared to argue with the other party in front of this pile of people.

Is the metal pipe a bomb or a firecracker?

"I think in principle I have no objection, but doesn't it prove that no one was injured in the last three incidents?" Jones vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he could only leave some space to answer.

"At the scene of the fourth bombing, which was the bombing at the entrance to Eggsburg University on September 10, an unfortunate person was injured and he is still at the scene."

Annick's response was like a slap in the face.

"You mean yourself?" Meseski came back to his senses.

"Dear judge, please allow me to do something ungentlemanly next. All this is purely to show evidence."

"allow."

Hearing this, Annick began to unbutton and take off his outer clothes one by one. Several slender wounds were exposed on his thin back, which were already covered with black scabs.

"Then why didn't the news report that anyone was injured? Who else can prove that you were injured at the scene of the bombing?" Jones retorted.

"I went to treat the wound before the news reporters came. As for the witnesses, the janitor and school doctor of Eggsburg University can testify."

Upon hearing this, Jones stood up and began his speech again.

"It was just an accidental injury, and we are willing to pay compensation. After all, the law is not omnipotent. When there is a ambiguity like this, we must listen to the voice of the people. Do you think Mr. Meseski would deliberately and premeditatedly harm a former

An unrelated stranger?"

"I don't think so." The Leaf immigrants in the gallery replied in unison. After hearing this, Jones continued his speech.

"The so-called law is the reflection of the will of the people. The three people in the court should not listen to the voices of the three hundred people present when making the judgment. The people chose Mr. Meseski, just as the people chose you as the adjudicator."

"Bringing public opinion to court is the end of it, Mr. Jones. The law has never been a representative of public opinion. Instead, it is a yoke to prevent people from going wrong and a rein to control a fierce horse. The law is the result of the wisdom of countless people over the years.

, it is clearly written in black and white that what you can do and what you do will require you to pay the price."

After hearing Annick's rebuttal, Jones continued to ask.

"Chief Annick, right? Don't public opinion matter? Don't the voices that form the cornerstone of this country matter?"

"Mr. Jones, you have been confusing a concept, which is to use a few people to represent the whole, even if your opinions can represent the thoughts of the 20,000 livres immigrants. Have you ever thought about the thoughts of the remaining million residents of Eggsburg? You were arrested when you went out today

The bomb frightened all citizens, not the Leaf immigrants who share the same blood as Mr. Meseski. The victims were the silent majority, not just those present."

Annick's answer was slow and powerful, like a stone thrown into a calm lake.

"Mr. Sheriff, do I understand that you are discriminating against Leaf immigrants? Are Leaf immigrants not citizens of this country?" Jones thought he had caught Annick's loophole.

"First, I have already said that if you use a part to represent the whole, that is your problem. Second, it is you who are opening up the cracks of discrimination."

The Leaf immigrants in the gallery could not sit still.

"You're talking nonsense."

"How much benefit did you receive from Count Duy?"

Some people threw the paper balls in their hands

"Quiet, bailiff, please take the gentleman who threw the paper ball out." The old judge knocked the hammer and signaled to continue.

"Why are we creating discrimination again? Aren't we eliminating discrimination?" Meseski asked rhetorically.

"Of course you are creating discrimination. Whether you admit it or not, what do ordinary Eggsburg citizens think when they see this news? A Leaf immigrant was almost acquitted after committing several bombings. Their subconscious will not

Will Leaf immigrants be equated with bombing criminals?”

Meseski was speechless.

"Then you at least admit that Mr. Meseski is a hero, right?" Jones continued.

"Hero? No, on the contrary, I understand what Mr. Jones thinks but I don't sympathize with his behavior at all. Heroes draw their swords and swing at the strong, while cowards attack the innocent and weak."

"We don't agree with you," Jones continued.

"Our position determines that it is difficult for us to reach a consensus. Let's put it this way, what we have to convince is the three judges on the court rather than convincing each other."

"No, is Rio Tinto not guilty of ignoring the safety of miners and treating life as a child's play?"

Jones banged the table and yelled.

"Rio Tinto is guilty, but your actions are wrong. Even with the simplest logic of an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, the target of your revenge should be Rio Tinto's talented company, not the citizens. Today you followed public opinion and bombed the school bus station. Is it right?

Aren’t you afraid that the citizens of Eggsburg who were intimidated by you will also use the banner of public opinion to put bombs at the door of your homes?”

"So how do we make Rio Tinto pay? Hold Boyle accountable?"

Annick smiled and turned around to look at the auditorium and said: "You can obviously unite to support Mr. Grenadier, but no one has thought that the biggest legal weapon is not the bomb, but the one owned by each of your families.

s things."

"What is it?" a little girl in the auditorium asked nonchalantly.

"It's votes. You have 20,000 immigrants gathered together, which is enough to shake the parliamentary list of a constituency. Although you can't decide which party will be elected, there are at least three or four thousand adult male citizens with fixed property, which is enough to shake

A regional council seat.”

"Can we still do this?"

"He's not lying to us."

There was discussion in the auditorium.

"What if both the Whigs and the Conservatives are in cahoots with Rio Tinto?"

Jones questioned.

"You are just trying to attract attention by creating so many explosions. There are also legal means. Apply for a march or organize a collective strike." Annick paused at this point, then pointed at the crowd and said.

"Everyone in the gallery, in my opinion, you are also cowards. Are you here today because your relatives and friends were involved in the accident in March? Answer me, why didn't you raise any objection immediately after you received the compensation? Instead,
Chapter completed!