Senior Superstar

Amidst a barrage of sand sculptures and whispered discussions at the scene, the first act of "Twelve Citizens" began.

Twelve people with different images walked into the classroom, and some people immediately expressed their dissatisfaction.

"What kind of broken house is this? It has been useless for a long time. Ho! Smell the musty smell!"

"I'm suffocated to death! Oh, why is the electric fan broken?"

"Is there any water in the water dispenser? Get me a cup quickly. If I had known that this mock court trial had lasted so long, I wouldn't have come here! I haven't got my car money out yet."

"Hurry up, stop talking so much nonsense. Hurry up and tidy up, hurry up and leave quickly, I have a lot of things to do!"

In the abandoned classroom there was only a dilapidated long conference table, a few piles of debris, and a pile of dusty chairs.

Everyone hurriedly put the chairs in front of the conference table, wiped the dust on the table, and then numbered them according to the numbers pasted on the table, preparing for the next discussion according to the professor's requirements.

The environment of the abandoned classroom was not good, and the weather was hot. Most of the twelve people seemed a little anxious.

After being seated, someone immediately made an opinion.

"Guys, I don't know if you are busy or not. My company is so busy that I can't afford to delay. I think we should quickly vote with a show of hands and give a 12:0 voting result and then Hurry up and go home."

"That's right, it's not a festival, who is not busy? I'm sorry, let me answer the phone, hello! Mr. Liu, right now, right now! You wait a moment, I'll go right away. Oh, it's not something about the child's school Son, I’ll be right there right away! It’s agreed tonight, I invite you! Hey, look. My friends are waiting, everyone, so let’s get started right away?”

That's it, the first round of voting begins.

"Let me start with this. Everyone has seen the trial just now. Everyone has heard the whole process of the lawyers and witnesses, right? This... If you agree that the rich second generation is guilty, please raise your hand!"

immediately. Eleven hands were raised in unison, in favor of guilt.

There was only one seated at number eight, an old man in a white shirt with the cuffs rolled up high, who looked dusty and dusty, as if he had just finished a business trip, and put his hands together firmly on the table.

Seeing that Mr. No. 8 did not raise his hand, the man in the silk Tang suit in No. 10 was not happy.

He opened the folding fan in his hand, and slammed it twice anxiously. Then he snapped the fan shut and pointed at Number Eight. With an authentic Beijing film, he sneered: "Is there really a naysayer? Look at everyone, this is the Chinese!"

A voice immediately echoed: "The Chinese just don't report to the group!"

Those who didn't speak, most of them looked at No. 8 with dissatisfaction.

On the live broadcast page, among the arms raised high, only Li Shixin did something special, and the barrage was full of hahaha;

"Lord Xin, don't take the usual path!"

"Lord No. 8: Oh? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I hate No. 10, it's a fucking map gun when I come up."

"The actor of No. 10 is Lu Shiming! Hahaha, this guy specialized in playing traitors in the early days. This little folding fan in a Tang suit is just one point away!"

Among the comments of netizens, the plot continues;

Facing everyone's prejudice and incomprehension, No. 8 smiled kindly: "I didn't mean to make things difficult for you, I just think this case is not a certainty. Although the Internet and society are scolding this rich man The second generation, but everyone, there is no absolute in everything. Assumption, we are assumption, this child did not kill anyone?"

"Why didn't you kill someone? Didn't you say it on the Internet and in the news? You didn't listen to the trial just now?!"

"It's just coming, is it a waste of time, isn't it!"

Amidst the condemnation and complaints, the young man sitting in seat No. 1 pursed his lips. As if realizing that he was sitting on a number with a special meaning, he stood up.

"Everyone, since No. 8 has a different opinion, I think it's better to do this. Let's take turns speaking according to the order of the number of seats, and let No. 8 go over the evidence and arguments in the trial just now. Although it will take a little time, the big guys After all, I came here for my relatives and children, if we really want to say that we are guilty of voting casually, it seems that we didn't take it seriously, did we pay the professor a few minutes of effort?"

Facing No. 1's proposal, everyone thought about it and nodded.

The first person to speak was the burly No. 2 who could be seen even in a suit.

"I think, from the perspective of the law of proof, all the evidence can't prove the innocence of the rich second generation. So."

"You stop first."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the smiling Mr. Eight.

"We are the judges now. We don't need to prove whether the murderer is the child. It is the job of the public security department to prove whether he killed or not. It doesn't matter which legal system it is, whether it is a civil law system or a maritime law system. From a judicial point of view, as long as It is because there are doubts in the process of proving that the child is the murderer, and this will not work, and he cannot be convicted.”

After being popularized by Mr. No. 8, No. 2 sat back in his seat resentfully.

In the live barrage.

As No. 8, played by Li Shixin, corrected the behavior of the jury twice, he changed the direction of the jury with his own actions, which made netizens have a strong curiosity about the background of this character;

"Blindly guess that this person is a lawyer, and he knows the judicial process very well!"

"It feels like a judge? But it doesn't look like it in appearance. Judges rarely travel on business. When Mr. Xin came to the stage just now, his trousers and leather shoes were covered with dust, and he was carrying a leather bag and suit jacket. It was obvious that he had just left He came back from a long distance. From the appearance, he looks like an old salesman who has worked in a company for decades."

"God what a salesman!"

"It should be a policeman! I feel righteousness on my face! The prophecy is here. If I'm not a policeman, I'll do a handstand. I've been slapped in the face after standing upside down several times. Change my posture this time. If I'm not a policeman, I'll just lie down and eat shit!"

Amidst the speculation and curiosity of netizens, the plot is still going on;

Number two's speech ended, and number three, played by Li Kang beside him, stood up.

He was wearing a yellow taxi driver uniform, and he was holding a transparent thermos cup full of goji berries in his hand.

His emotions seemed extreme compared to everyone else's.

"No. 8, I said you are idle! What kind of land did you wash for such a bastard?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you hear the evidence and witness statements in court just now? On the night of the incident, the old neighbor downstairs from the deceased clearly heard the beast shouting 'I'm going to kill you'. Except Well, a woman in the opposite building got up in the middle of the night and saw this little beast running down the stairs with her own eyes."

Speaking of this, No. 3 took a sip of wolfberry water, looked at Mr. No. 8 contemptuously, and deliberately raised his voice: "This is the testimony of the old man who had an accident in the police. What is iron-clad evidence? This is called iron-clad evidence! Don't you understand yet?"

Facing No. 3's speech, No. 8 nodded and did not refute.

In silence. It was number four's turn to speak.

This is a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance. He is wearing an expensive outfit, a shiny watch and a Mercedes-Benz car key on the table, which shows that he has a considerable net worth.

Just as he was about to speak, the mobile phone on the table was accidentally touched by his palm.

A voice on WeChat rang in front of everyone.

"Husband, when will you finish the work. I'll wait for you in the big classroom of the moot court just now. Let's go to Starbucks later, shall we?"

A sweet and greasy voice made some people present show knowing and ambiguous smiles.

"Hey, you look like you're over forty this year, right? The old cow eats tender grass! When will the one in the family graduate?"

"Girlfriend, girlfriend."

"Mistress, I think so?"

Number Four explained awkwardly, and was unwilling to get entangled in his private life, so he talked about the case instead.

For this case, he didn't have too many extreme ideas, he just wanted to present evidence and speak with facts.

And the reason why he thinks the rich second generation is guilty is because according to the evidence shown in the trial just now, the rich second generation did not have direct alibi on the night of the crime.

"According to the police's evidence, the crime happened at around twelve o'clock that day. Later, at one o'clock in the morning, the rich second generation was arrested at a friend's house at a party. Regarding the period from twelve o'clock to one o'clock, the rich second generation's explanation I was in a bad mood and locked myself in a friend’s room. But everyone, in the follow-up investigation, none of the children at the party could prove that the rich second generation was there at the time. Based on this, I think the rich It is very likely that the second generation participated in a reunion of classmates, trying to create an alibi for themselves, and then sneaked out while the children were having fun, and then committed murder. So I think this rich second guilty."

Hearing No. 4's well-founded analysis, everyone present nodded silently.

Next, No. 5, who had a long scar on his face and didn't look like a good person, didn't comment, and skipped directly to No. 6.

Number Six claims to be a doctor and respects Mr. Eight's concept of never giving up. But he couldn't think of any reason to prove the innocence of the rich second generation.

On the 7th, when this big man with a big gold chain and fancy clothes spoke, he expressed his dissatisfaction.

"I said, everyone, what are we doing here? This rich second-generation bastard killed or didn't kill, and whether he is guilty or not has nothing to do with our dime? If you say it's messed up, I'll come over and send it to the students Express delivery, I asked the school leaders to catch me here to make up the numbers. When the supermarket in front of me is busy at this hour, it’s okay to waste time with you here!"

"Hey! Who isn't? If it wasn't for my own children, who would be willing to stay here? It's hot and stuffy!"

"Okay, okay, I don't think there is any doubt in this case. Anyway, I think I'm guilty."

Because No. 7 didn't put forward a point of view, everyone started discussing in a hurry, arguing about their own ideas.

Boom!

It was at this moment that juror No. 10 slammed the table and stood up with a huff.

"I said everyone, let's break up, what are we discussing?

This proverb is good; the dragon begets the dragon and the phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make holes.

Who is this rich second generation? The adopted son of a nouveau riche from other places, can this be a good person? The adoptive father of the little beast started farming in the countryside of Honan. farmers!

Think about it, who are the people who commit crimes these days? Aren't the petty thefts on the street, the robbery at night, the digging of gutter oil and the stealing of manhole covers all the people from Honan?

So I say, you're welcome! What kind of murderer, what kind of suspect, you will definitely not blame them! Even if there is no such crime, he must have done other unconscionable things behind his back! "

Following a line from the No. 10 native of the capital, several characters on the stage followed the barrage in the live broadcast room.

The temple was blown up!