As night fell, Zhang Ping and his friends met the barrister Wang Yunhe in the small restaurant at the entrance of the police station.

The restaurant was not very big, so Wang Yunhe and several lawyers sat next to Zhang Ping.

"Lawyer Wang." Zhang Ping spoke on his own initiative, but his tone was not good.

Wang Yunhe showed a faint formulaic smile on his face: "Hello Zhang Ping, we're meeting again."

Zhang Ping's tone was cold and sarcastic: "I found that Lawyer Wang always appears with the people who are 'needed'."

Wang Yunhe chuckled: "I heard anger, confusion, contempt, and hostility in your tone."

"Ha, it turns out that Lawyer Wang knows it."

Wang Yunhe was still not annoyed. At this time, a restaurant robot served the dishes and said "thank you" to the robot. The robot jumped away excitedly.

Then Wang Yunhe said to Zhang Ping: "Zhang Ping, what do you think is justice?"

Zhang Ping thought for a while, "Of course...well..."

Zhang Ping was suddenly stunned and didn't know how to answer. Everyone has justice; but if you want to give a clear definition, the answer is difficult to explain.

Wang Yunhe asked: "Then I ask again, do you think the law is just?"

Zhang Ping opened his mouth, his voice a little low, but he still said, "Yes."

Wang Yunhe shook his head: "Law cannot be defined by justice or not. The standard for evaluating law is 'suitable and appropriate'. Law is just a social standard, and in principle is neutral.

Morality determines height, while law determines bottom line.

As lawyers, we must ensure the correct enforcement of the law.”

Correct execution? Let the death penalty turn into a reprieve and a life-lost? Zhang Ping said: I am not convinced! So, Zhang Ping asked toughly: "Like Sun Incheon, he was completely released because of insufficient evidence?"

Wang Yunhe shook his head: "Myth and conjectures cannot replace the law. I know you are angry, but from a legal perspective, there is still no evidence to prove that Sun Incheon is guilty."

Liu Jie next to Zhang Ping is already popular, "Hello, Lawyer Wang, I want to say that you are doing this and doing it so well. Can you fall asleep at night?"

"Why can't you sleep?" A confident smile appeared on Wang Yunhe's face, "As a lawyer, my duty is to maintain the fairness of the law, and my ultimate goal is to serve the society.

Maybe you think there are some bad things, but as long as the law can be enforced correctly, it will be the greatest contribution to society.

Those who judge cases based on personal preferences will eventually lead to the collapse of society."

As he said that, Wang Yunhe turned to look at Zhang Ping, "The reason why Feng Dehai came to you is not because he is so righteous, but because he is using the law to make profits for himself. I look down on him."

Zhang Ping opened his mouth, but suddenly sighed. Yes, Feng Dehai brought a group of lawyers to bite the Lanyang Machinery Maintenance Group until it was completely broken. Although it gave his own benefits, it also punished the greed of Lanyang Machinery Maintenance Group.

But the reason why Feng Dehai brought a group of younger brothers to sue for free was not because of justice. The starting point was because of interests, and he gave gifts with favors. Although this gift was a bit ingenious, it was indeed very effective.

Wang Yunhe continued: "A real lawyer is not what he said is "maintaining the justice of the law"; a real lawyer uses the law to maintain social stability and do his best for the development of the entire society.

Many people who say "maintain legal justice" are playing with the law rather than applying the law.

Of course, I have many things that are not good at doing, but at least I have a clear conscience.”

As he said that, Wang Yunhe took out his business card: "This is my business card. Maybe one day you will use it. Of course, I hope you will never use it."

Liu Jie glared.

Zhang Ping thought about it, but took the business card with both hands, "Thank you."

Wang Yunhe smiled, "Do you want to know why I defend Zhang Baiye?"

"Look at me with your ears."

"It's very simple. Zhang Baiye is a scumbag. Not to mention the death penalty, even if it is executed a hundred times or a thousand times, it is not enough to repay his sins.

But is it really meaningful to society to kill him?"

Zhang Ping fell into thinking.

Wang Yunhe continued: "Many people say that justice will not be absent, but only late. But I want to say that justice that is late is not justice. Justice is always absent, and what is not absent is 'judgment'.

To be tried, the law needs to be tried according to law. But trial does not mean convicting the other party in a narrow sense, but more to save society.

Or is it certainly a great pleasure to kill Zhang Baiye and open up his sins. But doing so does not solve a fundamental problem: the criminal organization behind him, how he took this step, and the social problems that led to his development to the present.

So from another perspective, if we can give him legal forgiveness, exchange the information we need, save more people, and even uproot the entire criminal organization, then even if he is completely pardoned, I will try my best to win it within the scope of the law.

Of course, I know you still don’t understand. But I want to say, I have a clear conscience.

And being alive does not mean there is no judgment. From then on, Zhang Baiye will live under the strange gaze of countless people; if he still has his parents and descendants, you should be able to think about what kind of gaze his relatives will bear.

Will their family's life, work, economy, etc. really not be affected?

This is the real judgment.

Give the other party a hope and give us a chance."

Zhang Ping was silent for a while and exhaled a breath of turbid air: "I've been taught."

"Ha, don't take it seriously. This is my thought, but it may not be suitable for you. It's too early to think about these things now."

After the meal, Zhang Ping remained silent, even if he returned to the police station. But when he saw Zhang Baiye again and Wang Yunhe defended Zhang Baiye, Zhang Ping suddenly lost his anger. But... he was still a little unwilling.

That night, Zhang Ping spent the night in the police station, and Professor Tan Yunxiang and Zhang Ping sketched. Now no one can see the "female ghost" directly, so they can only borrow Zhang Ping; therefore, Zhang Ping's sketching level is crucial.

The next morning, Fan Chengyun found Zhang Ping and Tan Yunxiang: "How is the painting now?"

Tan Yunxiang silently pointed to the portrait on the table.

"Is this a painting?" Fan Chengyun was extremely surprised. After looking closely, he found that he was really a painting and almost thought it was a photo.

Zhang Ping smiled silently next to him - krypton gold, that's how good it is; krypton gold has always been!

At noon, everyone came to the small mutton hotpot again, but Kangdinghe did not show up. He simply asked the boss and said that the other party did not come every meal, but he usually came once a day.

Fan Chengyun also contacted the police who were deployed here and said that Kang Dinghe had not yet gone out today; because his parents appeared.

Then we can only wait for the evening, and Zhang Pingbai had lunch. Director Fan said, and ate it openly; as a result, Zhang Ping ate eight kilograms of mutton alone - don't underestimate the appetite of cultivators.

Tan Yunxiang knocked on Zhang Ping's plate and issued a serious warning - if you eat too much, it's good to have a three-point fullness.

Dinner continued, and Kangdinghe finally appeared.

But at the moment Kang Ding and appeared, Zhang Ping's figure suddenly stiffened.

"What's wrong?" Fan Chengyun was alert.

Zhang Ping whispered: "It's like a poisonous snake looking at me, yes, that's the feeling!"

Fan Chengyun looked around and the spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul stage dispersed, but found nothing.

Not finding it does not mean there is no danger, but...extremely dangerous. Fan Chengyun's face turned solemn.

He didn't think Zhang Ping was joking! In fact, after a period of contact, although Zhang Ping occasionally made trouble, he handled the overall situation well and did things calmly.

Just say that the last time Zhang Baiye was arrested, if Zhang Ping hadn't been bold, careful and capable, that guy would have really escaped.

After scanning the spiritual consciousness twice, he didn't find any abnormalities. Fan Chengyun couldn't help but ask Zhang Ping, "Do you still feel it now? Can you feel the location?"

Zhang Ping nodded slowly: "Also, I feel like I'm at the counter."

But at this time, there was no boss or boss lady, and no one on the counter.

"Is it... a new kind of ghost?" Tan Yunxiang's voice became weaker and weaker.

Yes, this speculation makes sense. No one can see ordinary ghosts, but it is normal for those more advanced ghosts to be unable to see them!

And starting today, Zhang Baiye has begun to reveal some information one after another. Based on this information, this criminal organization is extraordinary and has a deep foundation, and has formed a cult sect.
Chapter completed!