Regarding the chaotic and disorderly murmurs that came out of Lu Xin's mouth, both No. 8 and the old security guard couldn't help but twitch their Adam's apple, feeling an unprecedented sense of chaos. They looked at Lu Xin nervously, forgetting what they had just argued, and even the law enforcers outside the small building. They only felt a primitive fear rising from the bottom of their hearts.
Even the little deer on the sofa was attracted by Lu Xin at this time, and opened his eyes weakly.
The words "sad" from Lu Xin penetrated into her ears, and her body suddenly started to tremble uncontrollably.
"You..."
The old security guard was Lu Xin holding the gun, feeling the shotgun in his hand, as if it was alive and out of control.
Although he is very sure that he has no ill intentions towards Lu Xin this time and is on the same front as him.
But I couldn't help but feel fear.
He wanted to ask something or explain something, but when he spoke the first word, he found that his voice was shaking badly.
"What you are discussing now is so boring..."
Lu Xin held the shotgun in one hand and cast a look at them.
Facing this look, both No. 8 and the old security guard couldn't help but tremble. This look was very shrewd and sharp, and seemed to have the power to see through people's hearts. It happened to appear on Lu Xin's face, and seemed out of place. After being surprised, he suddenly realized that when Lu Xin said these words, he was no longer using his usual tone of voice.
"Obviously everything is under the control of others, but you are scrambling to take on this responsibility..."
Lu Xin smiled slightly, his tone full of contempt and teasing. He first looked at No. 8 and said softly:
"Don't you know that you've always been ridiculous?"
"Including your boss, the guy who calls himself Sword Bearer."
"He's never been a judge, he's just..."
While speaking, he raised his other hand, pointed at his head, and said, "His executioner."
"He thought he could have authority, but he didn't know that he was not born to be the master."
"..."
As he spoke, there was even a sneer in his eyes, "Including you law enforcement officers, you are all a joke."
"Because the source of your so-called judgment is not judgment."
"Everyone thinks they have the ability to judge other people's rights and wrongs, but in fact, it's just a prejudice."
"You evaluate, you accuse, you vent, but there is no judgment."
"Because you originate from this essence, there are only two ways you can successfully judge others."
"..."
It can be clearly seen that Lu Xin has a sarcastic smile on his face at this time, lightly revealing the essence of Midnight Court.
"One is that if your power is strong enough, you can overwhelmingly contaminate others, completely control their minds, and then take out the evidence of guilt from their mouths and force them to commit suicide. It's like you usually hate someone, but you happen to have enough power to carry out your hatred and disgust, erasing the person you think is wrong from the world, or inflicting harm."
"..."
"The other way is for the other party to take the initiative to plead guilty, so that he will take the initiative to accept your contamination."
"It is precisely because your trial is essentially a kind of pollution, so once the contract is reached, you yourself cannot violate this result. It is as if your words are trying to cause harm to others, and they have indeed hit the pain points in those people's hearts."
"But the funny thing is that those who take the initiative to plead guilty are often people who still retain kindness in their hearts and easily blame themselves."
"So..."
His smile was suddenly full of sarcasm, "Are you bullying honest people?"
"..."
Lu Xin spoke quickly, with a sneer on his face, and the words stung No. 8 like a needle.
No. 8 was originally confused and in pain, and because of the changes in Lu Xin, he felt a strange kind of panic. However, when Lu Xin quickly explained the essence of their trial in a sharp way, he still felt angry. It was the anger of his own beliefs being questioned. He suddenly raised his head, looked at Lu Xin fiercely, and shouted, "No, everything you said is wrong..."
"What we pursue is justice, and what we judge is those who have escaped their sins..."
"Our job is to give the weak souls in this world a little final comfort..."
"This world needs someone to stand up..."
"Otherwise, we will only be in deathly silence and darkness forever..."
"..."
"Someone in this world really needs to stand up."
The sarcasm on Lu Xin's face became even stronger, and he said coldly, "But unfortunately, this world is not perfect."
"The victim is not perfect and cannot receive your perfect sympathy, and the perpetrator is not perfect and cannot bear your perfect anger."
"How can you pretend to have your perfect sense of justice in such an imperfect world?"
"According to your logic, the trial is just mechanical pollution. There is never any crime or goodness..."
"So your so-called pursuit of justice is just harvesting souls and satisfying a small sense of superiority..."
"Nor do you judge those who have escaped their sins."
"You are only judging people who are weaker than you, or people who are kind."
The more he spoke, the sharper his voice became, like a sword cutting open No. 8's heart, shining it under the sun to examine the imperfections of the heart bit by bit, just like Teacher Lu peeling away his past and confessing all the dark thoughts in his heart.
"Even you know that he is not the culprit of the orphanage."
"If I had to find one culprit, it would be Old Director."
"However, you didn't dare to go to Old Director. You even temporarily convinced yourself that he had saved your life and many other children in the orphanage, so he was not that evil. You used this to allow yourself to temporarily endure your hatred for him."
"You come here first to find..."
As he spoke, he raised his hand again, pointed at his head, and said at the same time, "It's because he is relatively weak."
"He is weaker and has the power you envy, so you have to judge him first and then take away his spiritual power."
"Only if you take away his spiritual power can you dare to think about judging that Old Director."
"But what has become of this?"
"Does this trial have to be carried out in order to achieve another trial?"
"Did you see that?"
"Your trial is not pure at all..."
"..."
"..."
The more he talked, the bigger the smile on his face became, as if he was watching a particularly funny joke:
"Do you even understand it yourself?"
"Pursue fairness for the sake of a trial, and pursue a trial for the sake of fairness, the results are completely different."
"If you really want to judge, then judge everyone according to unified standards and treat them equally. This is called fairness. But when you can only judge people who are weaker than you, you implicitly let everyone who is stronger than you go. You also let go of a group of people who have done wrong things but never think that they are wrong. Your fairness has been compromised, and it is no longer fair..."
"..."
When he said this, his face was full of contempt and cynicism, and he whispered the answer:
"The judgment that cannot judge everyone should be judged..."
"..."
"I..."
No. 8's face had become extremely pale, and cold sweat was flowing down layer by layer.
His face was full of reluctance to admit, and the words he wanted to refute kept coming to his throat.
However, every word disappeared the moment before it was spoken.
Because he realized that these words were powerless, and he could not answer the other party's questions at all.
He didn't know who was speaking at this time.
But the other party's understanding of power seemed to be on a different level than his.
Click, click, click...
At this moment, the pair of eyes in the sky suddenly became clearer, and the blood color flowed down with the light.
The entire Qinggang was shaken by huge spiritual power, and cracks suddenly appeared on the glass on the windows of the teaching building.
In the yard, groups of law enforcers also looked up at the eyes in the sky, then unified their postures, raised their wrists, and looked at the time. They all seemed to know that the countdown had already reached zero, but there were still people who had not been judged. Therefore, they could no longer wait for No. 8 upstairs, but walked forward at the same time, and dense ripples appeared in the air around the teaching building.
Upstairs, sensing the appearance of the law enforcer, Lu Xin finally smiled and gave up on torturing No. 8.
Then, he turned around slightly and looked at Teacher Lu.
Teacher Lu subconsciously stepped back when Lu Xin looked at her. Many times before, she would say that the current Lu Xin was not the Lu Xin she had seen before, but she knew in her heart that Lu Xin had always been Lu Xin, and he had never changed...
But at this moment, she really discovered that Lu Xin seemed to be a different person.
She almost blushed like a flashback on her face, and reluctantly explained, "I understand..."
"I should be judged too..."
"I was not so kind back then, and... I shouldn't have accepted your gratitude for so many years..."
"..."
Listening to her words, a smile slowly appeared on Lu Xin's face.
He said softly, "You did have some small thoughts and emotions back then, but I still want to thank you..."
"I didn't forget to take him with me when I escaped."
"..."
After a pause, his voice became gentler, with a tendency to return to its original tone, and he said softly, "But you don't have to blame yourself. Even if it's not 100% kind, you are still worthy of gratitude for doing something kind."
"Just like even if you don't have any bad intentions, you still have to be punished if you cause harm to others."
"..."
His voice gradually became thicker and more natural. At the end, his eyes were clear and he nodded gently:
"I don't like you that much anymore."
"But, I still won't let anyone judge you, including yourself."
"..."
As he spoke, he had slowly walked forward, and his last words were to the old security guard:
"Go plug those kids' ears."
"You should not see such a bloody scene at such a young age..."