The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

"Is justice still called justice when it's late?" Jiang Hua's voice became a lot louder after drinking. She looked at Zhang Tong and said sharply: "You said someone lent you 100 yuan in 1990 and repaid you 100 yuan in 2010. Do you think this method of borrowing money is fair?"

"Of course it's not fair!" Zhang Tong replied immediately, even a fool knows what the prices have risen in the past twenty years. In 1990, one dollar could buy four steamed buns, okay? Add another 50 cents and you can buy a bowl of soy milk.

Now four raw pan-fried bowls of soy milk cost seven or eight yuan the cheapest. The price of goods has increased by more than five or six times. If you still pay back the money according to the price of the year, then this is a scam.

It seems that someone has indeed done such a thing. India bought the ruble frantically when the Soviet ruble depreciated, and then repaid the debt owed to the Soviet Union.

Of course, the end of doing this is to completely destroy the relationship with Russia afterwards. So Russia then tried every means to pit India. So there is a price to pay for being unethical.

Jiang Hua waved his hand: "Yes, you all know that if you pay back the money 20 years later, and still pay the money at the original price, it is very bad, even disgusting."

"Then what about the retrospective of the law?" Jiang Hua's eyes widened at this point: "You said that if there is a rapist, he committed a crime in 1970, but he was not arrested until 2010. "

"He was 40 years old when he committed the crime, and he was 80 years old when he was arrested. He lived through 40 years of life calmly. But he said such nonsense in court." Jiang Hua waved his fist, Zhang Tong I felt the ground tremble.

"He said that he has been tortured by guilt all the time for the past forty years, and he has had trouble sleeping and eating every day. He has been tortured. What he said in court burst into tears. And the media came to intercede for this old beast."

bang~! Jiang Hua slapped the table loudly: "This is all fucking nonsense! If you can't sleep or eat, why don't you turn yourself in? Don't talk about your difficulties, no difficulties can be bigger than breaking the law and obeying the law!"

"The laws of heaven and morals are long, and no matter how great the world is, it is only a word of Dharma!" Jiang Hua was very excited when he said these words. It was the first time Zhang Tong saw Jiang Hua showing such a stubborn side.

It's not the kind of domineering she was when she was handling the case, and it wasn't the occasional girlish appearance next to her mother after get off work. It is the deepest part of her character, and some of the most persistent things.

There is something in everyone's heart that supports this person to live in this world, and to live with a purpose.

These things may be family, maybe friendship, maybe love, or the desire for career, or the reverie of the distant place.

And Jiang Hua is like everyone else, she has her own obsessions in life. But unlike all living beings, Jiang Hua's obsession is broader, and he is practicing this obsession very purposefully.

"But in this world, there are always some people who say all kinds of sarcastic remarks. They think that an 80-year-old man should not be punished. But impunity is the greatest injustice to all law-abiding people in this world!" Jiang Hua was filled with righteous indignation, and drank again while talking A sip of wine, fortunately not a lot, only one or two.

But Zhang Tong's wine is fifty-six degrees, which is a bit strong. So Jiang Hua still burped.

"Hi~".

"You're a little drunk." Zhang Tong wanted to take the cup from Jiang Hua's hand, but Jiang Hua did not let Zhang Tong get it.

"Where is this?!" Jiang Hua continued: "Just say it, a person committed a crime and was arrested after 40 years. He spent 40 years of his life comfortably , but put another person's life in the dark for forty years. And in the end, he couldn't even get punished."

"Even if he got punished, what's the point? Forty years have passed. The best time of his life has passed. What if he is arrested and jailed? What's there to be afraid of? To put it bluntly, What is there for an eighty-year-old prisoner to feel guilty and reflect on? His life has come to an end, and he is just waiting to die in another place." Jiang Hua sneered: "You say this kind of late justice is still justice ?"

Zhang Tong pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "It can only be said that it is better than not coming."

"Yeah, it's just better than never coming." Jiang Hua shook his head: "Let's talk about it. From school to work, being late for 30 minutes is counted as absenteeism for half a day, and being late for one hour is counted as one day. Come on, the wages for the day will not be paid, and there will be a fine, there is no such thing as being late.”

"Since this is the case, why can justice be late? After thinking about it, I got the only answer, that is, the law enforcers are hindered by various things. There are objective and subjective ones. Justice will not be declared by itself, and the law will not be practiced by itself. .They all need to be done by the hands of law enforcement." Jiang Hua pointed to himself.

"And I am a law enforcement officer. I will not allow any criminal to slip away from my nose. Even if the opponent's background is prominent, even if the opponent's backing is strong. But the offender is breaking the law! I will arrest them all and send them to court. court." Jiang Hua also drank three or two drinks unknowingly. She seemed a little inexplicably excited, maybe she had never shared similar thoughts with anyone else.

"If the court can't judge them, then I will deal with these people under the rights I can use. It has nothing to do with background, identity, and everything. If you commit a heinous crime, you should plead guilty." What Jiang Hua said made Zhang Tongruo feel Thinking, he inexplicably thought of Huangfu Qingsong. Jiang Hua's personality probably caused her to have old grievances with people like Huangfu Qingsong.

"Some people say I'm naive, but so what? There are already so many [realists], so many [rationalists], so many [sage-protectionists] in the world, and the [rationalists] in this world do not lack me Jianghua One. Let the rationalists be rational! This is their choice. And I will let me, a naive person, stand on the cusp of the storm to protect them, so that these rationalists can continue to live well." Jiang Hua really a little drunk.

She rapped with a touch of Sichuan opera: "I am Monkey King, Monkey King! Today I will break through this Lingxiao Palace~."

Zhang Tong smiled: "You are really drunk. I will take you back."

Jiang Hua grabbed the wine bottle and waved it, pretending to hold a wish stick: "Hey~! He Fang, the evildoer, quickly report his name." Jiang Hua, who was a little drunk, was so funny that Zhang Tong couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Hua held the wine bottle and rapped sternly:

"As soon as there is a wind and thunder from the earth, there will be piles of bones.

A monk who is a fool can still be trained, but a demon who is a ghost is sure to cause disaster.

The golden monkey stood up and Yuyu clarified Wan Liai.

Cheers to Sun Dasheng today, only because the demon fog has come back again. "

Looking at the flushed and drunk Jiang Hua, Zhang Tong felt that he liked her more and more. It's like the sun and the moon cycle alternately, regardless of the day and night.