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With the end of the second act, Li Shixin and Lu Shiming fought tit-for-tat, and the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded like a pot of cold water poured into boiling oil!

"Damn chicken! This episode is so enjoyable, I got goosebumps all over my body after watching it!"

"Damn! I was so excited watching the dialogue on the 8th, I picked up the rolling pin and beat up my husband. Don't talk about it, I'm going to get a divorce tomorrow."

"The blood is boiling! What is an old drama? Just when you think that this episode is dead, someone will tell you right away that it was just an appetizer! You can always find surprises in such people and such performances! "

"A passer-by, this is my first time watching a drama. But after watching this drama, I realized, what the hell are the movies I watched before! If it was at the scene, in the front row, how much would it be? shock?"

"Xinye's acting skills exploded! The broken ballpoint pen and the blood on his hands look so real. Not to mention the characters on the stage, even through the computer screen, I was scared. One jump. It's so imposing!"

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Hearing two soft beeps from the system, Li Shixin looked at Lu Shiming, who was bewildered, and smiled secretly.

Grandma, play this with the old man?

I don't know how Lao Tzu has gradually reached the upper reaches of the cruel ecological chain in the entertainment industry?

What kind of old man is the old man?

It's someone who can even give up her face and life for the sake of support!

Playing with the atmosphere with me, playing hard with me?

I'm so ruthless, my son will still sacrifice to heaven, I'll tell you Hong Kong!

Amidst the barrage of excitement, the third act of "Twelve Citizens" began.

Following Mr. No. 8's righteous speech, everyone present fell silent, and No. 10, who had been bored, sat back in his seat in desperation.

However, the stereotyped image of the rich second-generation murderer and preconceived prejudices still permeated the dilapidated classroom like the plague.

While everyone was silent, taxi driver No. 3, who had always had extreme views, took out the murder weapon to speak out.

"Let me tell you guys, since we want to be reasonable, let's talk about it. I took a closer look at the evidence during the mock trial just now. The knife that this little bastard killed his own father was a pretty switchblade. Coincidentally , This little bastard had one before. But after the incident, the bastard said the knife was gone. How do you say that?"

At the scene, No. 1, who was carrying a notebook with him, turned on the computer and found a video shot by the crowd on the Internet. And the screenshot enlarged the bloody knife at the scene of the crime.

Judging from the screenshots of the video, the knife has a unique shape. It is a switchblade knife with a shiny and sharp blade.

And in the comments below the video, netizens are talking about the specialness of the knife.

"Look, this knife is definitely not cheap. How can there be such a coincidence that the murderer's knife is the same as the suspect's knife, but the suspect said that the knife was lost. Is this not clear to justify yourself? How about number eight, you Is there anything else to say?"

Faced with No. 3's attack, No. 8 didn't say much, and directly took out the briefcase that he had kept beside the chair, and took out something from it.

With a slight "pop", a cold light flashed, and a switchblade exactly the same as in the video was thrust into the table by No. 8 forcefully!

Amid everyone's astonishment, No. 8 pointed to the bullet knife on the table: "I just found the same model on Taobao, free shipping for sixty-six, and a key chain as well."

With puzzled and curious eyes, No. 8 leaned on the back of the chair, "This doesn't explain anything. According to No. 3's theory, can I say that if there are ten such knives, there will be ten knives like this?" Such a suspect? You know, even if there is a probability of one in ten thousand, it is possible."

Looking at the bullet knife reflecting the cold light on the table, everyone in the classroom once again fell into an argument, but compared to Mr. No. 8's suspicion, most people still did not change their views on the guilt of the rich second generation.

Seeing that the scene became chaotic again, No. 8 simply proposed.

"Okay, everyone, stop arguing. How about this, let's have another round of secret ballots. I abstain from voting. If the remaining eleven people still vote guilty, then I have nothing to say. I respect everyone's ideas , let's end here. But if one of the people is changed to not guilty, then we will continue to discuss until the matter is cleared up. Okay?"

Facing No. 8's proposal, everyone readily agreed.

The secret ballot has begun.

Here, as everyone passes their written notes to number one sitting at one end, the stage rotates so that each character who is writing a ticket faces the audience.

Voting ends soon.

As the organizer of the order, No. 1 opened the tickets one by one and began to announce the results.

"Guilty." "Guilty." "Guilty."

As No. 1 loudly read out the votes insisting on guilt one by one, No. 8's face gradually became helpless, while the expressions of No. 3, No. 10 and others gradually became complacent.

"Not guilty."

Suddenly, a completely different result appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone's expressions changed!

Hearing the result, No. 10 once again raised the eyebrows, "Who voted? Who the hell voted? I'm going to fucking find this traitor!"

As he said that, he glanced at No. 5 who had quarreled with him just now. But after hesitating for a moment, he pointed the finger at No. 11 Ho Nan Fat Security Guard who had an argument with him just now and looked more annoying: "Did you vote for it?"

"I didn't vote!"

"It wasn't him, I voted for it."

While the security guard was in a hurry to explain, the house girl No. 9, who had been sitting on the chair as if dozed off, spoke.

On the stage, An Xiaoxiao, who had silently observed the whole scene of the teachers and seniors playing, took a deep breath as she looked at the bosses on the stage.

Damn it!

Sausage or vegetables, just shivering today!

Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit.

I am Xiaoxiao, I will never eat shit!

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In the small body, power surged up!

But in terms of performance, she timidly raised her hand.

"Hey! I can't see it. The ones who really do big things and cause damage are the characters who are deeply hidden among the crowd."

"No, why do you think this rich second generation is innocent?"

Facing the sarcasm from No. 3 taxi driver and No. 10's questioning, An Xiaoxiao lowered her head.

With a voice like a mosquito, he hummed: "I don't think he is innocent."

"Don't think you still vote him not guilty?! Aren't you sick?"

"I" lowered my head lower, "I just think he should have a chance."

"What?"

"I mean when I was young, my classmates hated me. Once a girl in my class lost her tuition and miscellaneous fees. I happened to be on duty at noon that day, and the classmates all said that I stole it.

But I didn't steal it! I really didn't steal it! They didn't believe me anyway, and it only took one afternoon. The whole school knew that I was a thief. During the break between the second class in the afternoon, when I came back from the bathroom, the table was filled with white correction fluid, Shame on the thief. Do you know what that feels like? You will not know.

At that moment. I was really desperate. If it wasn't for my head teacher to give me a hand, maybe I wouldn't be living in this world that day. "

The house girl No. 9 finished talking about her past.

In the silence, she quickly raised her head and glanced at everyone.

"So I thought, if that boy really didn't kill anyone, then if someone is willing to say a word for him now, maybe...maybe it can really save his life."

As the girl fully expressed her point of view, among the abandoned teachers, it was so silent that even a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

Seeing An Xiaoxiao's almost perfect interpretation of the core of "inferiority" and "prejudice and violence" of the character she set up as house girl No. 9, Li Shixin nodded secretly.

Sure enough, there are no wasted beef jerky and sausages in this world!

An Xiaoxiao, for the sake of eating with one bite, your acting realm has been sublimated!

PS: Where is the monthly pass? Where is the reward? Four watch, four watch, comrades. This is one small step for the fool, but one giant leap for the old man! The charge that got rid of the salty fish posture, and the starting gun that has been re-armed! This is really, great day!