The morning on the island was cold. Before the sun rose completely, the chill of the sea breeze was like a cold hand, gently caressing the creatures on Kochi Koti.
At dawn, two figures were strolling in the garden corridor of Herbert Manor.
One of them was Feng Bujue, and the other was Zuo Yan, who was holding Vidocq in his arms.
"Is it really okay for you to do this?" Brother Jue said leisurely, "Leaving the mess to a half-drunk uncle to deal with?"
"I have already arranged what to do. It doesn't matter if he is there or not." Zuo Yan replied, "But you …" He looked up at Brother Jue, "Is it really okay for you to 'do this'?"
"What's not okay about it?" Feng Bujue asked in a calm tone, "A person like John should have been sent to prison at least ten years ago to pick up soap."
"I think … this is where we have different values," Zuo Yan continued.
What he was about to say was not only for himself, but also for Vidocq, "I have said before, and I firmly believe that … we detectives have no right to judge anyone. All we can do … is find out the truth."
"Then who do you think has the right to judge others?" Feng Bujue asked immediately.
"Of course it's the judicial system," Zuo Yan replied.
"So, that's how it is … You believe in 'law', huh?" Feng Bujue mumbled to himself.
"If I don't believe in law, what else can I believe in?" Zuo Yan said.
"You can try religion." Feng Bujue laughed, "Let 'God's Spokesperson' tell you who 'God's Spokesperson' is going to judge 'and' how God will judge. '"
"Ha …" Zuo Yan understood what Brother Jue meant. He laughed, "Do you think law is as unreliable as religion?"
Feng Bujue did not answer his question directly. Instead, he paused and said, "I have a friend who is a lawyer. He once said … his favorite movie line is' If you want to seek justice, go to a brothel. If you want to be f * cked, go to court. '"
"Very … interesting point of view," Zuo Yan did not know how to respond to this, but Vidocq replied in his heart.
"You said that a detective's' job 'is to find the truth, then what I want to tell you is …" Feng Bujue said, "What the' truth 'is … doesn't matter.
"Our judicial system doesn't care about the truth. The judicial system pursues relative justice, the deterrence of the legal system, and the efficiency that must be maintained above a certain level.
Our judges do not care about the truth. They only perform their duties, supervise and control the process of the trial, and announce the results.
Our juries do not care about the truth either. They only perform their duties as citizens. They accept and choose the relatively more credible explanation given to them by a certain party's lawyer. "
"And our lawyers … do not care about the truth. Contrary to detectives, a lawyer's' job 'is to put aside the so-called' truth 'and provide the best defense for their clients. The professional ethics of this line of work requires them to ignore their personal moral standards and emotional inclinations. In the game called' law, 'they become the players who can decide the outcome of the game. The' truth 'is at most a bargaining chip that they can use.
"But … can you say that our system is wrong? Can you say that every link and every person in this system is wrong?
"Obviously not. In fact … they are all right. They are all doing what they should do, what is right.
"Only in this way can we maintain this' relatively fair 'system and maintain the stability of this society that is built on the foundation of the rule of law."
When Feng Bujue said this, he glanced at Zuo Yan. Then, he inadvertently looked down at Vidocq.
"No …" After a moment, Zuo Yan said, "I don't agree with this statement … Although I can't refute a lot of what you said, at least … I can be sure that the 'truth' is still meaningful.
"In countless cases in this world, perhaps not every 'truth' can be exchanged for 'justice,' but if no one pays attention to and pursues the 'truth,' then we won't even be able to obtain 'relatively fair'. The judicial system that humans have perfected over the years will collapse because of this."
"Haha … So that's what you think …" Feng Bujue said with a smile. "Interesting …" He paused for half a second and looked at Vidocq. "Very interesting …"
"No, it's not interesting …" Zuo Yan continued on behalf of Vidocq. "But sometimes, it's good to be 'boring'." He raised his head and looked at the morning glow in the distance. "If our judicial system really collapses and we return to the era where 'a few people distribute power and judge everything in the name of God', then that would be interesting."
"Haha … I'm not saying that your point of view is interesting." Feng Bujue said, "I'm just … interested in the fact that you hold a different point of view from me."
"Oh?" Zuo Yan was puzzled. "Isn't that normal? We've only known each other for less than a day. If we find out that we have the same point of view, that would be rare, right? "
"Hmm …" Feng Bujue heard this and smiled mysteriously. "Haha … Yes, that's right."
In fact, he didn't completely agree with Zuo Yan's words. It was just that he thought that a writer's own point of view, character, ability, and cognition … should be different from the characters he created.
The most difficult thing in the world to describe clearly was "people," and for a person, the most difficult thing to objectively and accurately examine and describe … was himself.
Since he couldn't even write clearly about himself, how could the characters he created be the same as himself?
"Speaking of which …" After a while, Zuo Yan said again, "Even if I turn a blind eye to this case and treat your inference as the final conclusion, I can't guarantee that the follow-up will progress as you wish …"
"Haha … Don't worry." Feng Bujue said, "I can guarantee that John and Sam will get the ending they deserve … At least in my heart, the ending that I'm satisfied with."
"Huh?" Zuo Yan narrowed his eyes and laughed dryly. "What you said … It sounds a bit like the medieval religious leaders who 'spoke on behalf of God' …"
"Then you can just take it that 'God' spoke to you directly." Feng Bujue replied with a smile, and then suddenly stopped. "Okay … It's about time, I have to go … Goodbye, Zuo Yan, goodbye … Vidocq."
"Time?" This sudden change of topic and goodbye made Zuo Yan hesitate for a few seconds. He turned around and asked, "Are you going to the dock to catch a boat?"
However, when he turned his head, the mysterious detective named "Feng Bujue" … had disappeared.
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