The morning on the island is cold. Before the sun rises completely, the chill brought by the sea breeze is like a cold hand, caressing all creatures on Kochikoti Island.
At dawn, two figures were walking along the garden corridor of Herbert Manor.
One of them is Feng Bujue; while the other is Zuo Yan holding Vidok.
"Is it really okay for you to be like this?" Brother Jue said leisurely, "Leave the rest of the mess to a half-drunk uncle?"
"I've already arranged how to do it, it's the same with him or without him." Zuo Yan replied, "It's you..." He looked up at Brother Jue, "You'doing this'... Is it really okay?"
"What's wrong?" Feng Bujue asked in a very calm tone, "People like John should have gone to prison to pick up soap at least ten years ago."
"I think... this is where our three views don't agree." Zuo Yan continued.
What he said next not only represented himself, but also represented Vidok: "I said it before, and I also firmly believe that... we detectives have no right to judge anyone, what we can do... just Just 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... Do you believe in the 'law'..." Feng Bujue read thoughtfully.
"If I don't believe in the law, what else can I believe in?" Zuo Yan said.
"You can try religion." Feng Bujue laughed, "Let the 'God's spokesperson' tell you, 'Who will God judge' and 'How God will judge'."
"Heh..." Zuo Yan understood what Brother Jue meant, and he also smiled, "Don't you think law is as unreliable as religion?"
Feng Bujue didn't answer his question directly, but paused, and said, "I have a friend who is a lawyer, he once said... His favorite line in a movie is-'If you want to seek justice, go to Whorehouse, if you want to get fucked, go to court'."
"Very...interesting point of view." Zuo Yan didn't know how to answer this, but Vidok replied in his heart.
"You said that what a detective 'can do' is to find the truth, so what I want to tell you is..." Feng Bujue said, "What is the 'truth'...it doesn't matter.
"Our judicial system doesn't care about the truth, what the judicial system pursues is relative justice, the deterrent force of the rule of law, and efficiency that must be maintained above a certain level.
"Our judges don't care about the truth, they just perform their duties, monitor and control the trial process, and announce the outcome.
"Our jurors don't care about the truth either. They just fulfill their civic duty and accept and choose the relatively more credible narrative instilled in them by a certain party's lawyer."
"And our lawyers ... don't care about the truth; on the contrary to detectives, what lawyers can do is to put aside the so-called 'truth' and provide the best defense for their clients; the professional ethics of this profession require them to ignore themselves. Personal moral benchmarks and emotional tendencies become players who can determine the outcome of the game called 'law', and 'truth' is at best a bargaining chip for them.
"But... can you say that our system is wrong? Can you say that every link in this system, everyone is wrong
"Obviously not, in fact ... they are all right, they are all doing what they should do, the right thing.
"Only in this way can we maintain this 'relatively fair' system and maintain the stability of this society based on the rule of law."
When Feng Bujue said this, he glanced at Zuo Yan, then inadvertently shifted his gaze down and glanced at Vidok.
"No..." After a while, Zuo Yan said, "I don't agree with this statement... Although there are many things you said, I really can't refute; but at least... I can be sure that the 'truth' still has meaning.
"In countless cases in this world, perhaps not every 'truth' can be exchanged for 'justice', but if no one pays attention to and pursues 'truth', then we will not even be able to obtain 'relative justice', The judicial system that humans have been perfecting over the years will also collapse."
"Hehe... You think so..." Feng Bujue read with a smile, "Interesting..." He paused for half a second, looked at Vidok, "Very interesting..."
"No, it's not interesting..." Zuo Yan continued on behalf of Vidok, "But sometimes, 'boring' is good." He raised his head and looked at the morning glow in the distance, "If our judicial system really collapses, Let us go back to the era when a few people distribute power and judge everything in the name of God, and that would be interesting."
"Heh... I'm not saying your point of view is interesting." Feng Bujue said, "I'm interested in the fact that 'you hold a different point of view from mine'..."
"Oh?" Zuo Yan wondered, "Isn't this normal? We've only known each other for less than a day. If we find that our three views are highly consistent, wouldn't it be rare?"
"Hmm..." Feng Bujue smiled inscrutably upon hearing the words, "Oh... yes, that's right."
In fact, his "yes" is not entirely in agreement with Zuo Yan's words, but just what he thinks in his heart at this time-a writer's own three views, personality, ability, cognition...compared with the characters created by him , should be inconsistent.
The most difficult thing to describe in this world is "people", and for a person, the most difficult thing to examine and describe objectively and accurately...is himself.
Since he couldn't even write clearly what he was like, 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... treat your inference as the final conclusion, but will the follow-up be like this?" The progress you wish... I can't guarantee it."
"Hehe... don't worry." Feng Bujue said, "I can guarantee that both John and Sam will get the ending they deserve... at least the ending that satisfies me in my heart."
"Huh?" Zuo Yan squinted and laughed dryly, "What you said... sounds a bit like the tone of a religious leader who 'speaks on behalf of God' in the Middle Ages..."
"Then you can treat it as a 'god' and tell you directly." Feng Bujue replied with a smile, and then stopped suddenly, "Okay... it's almost time, I have to go... goodbye, Zuo Yan, goodbye... Vidok."
"Time?" This sudden change of subject and farewell made Zuo Yan hesitate for a few seconds before turning around, "Are you going to the pier to catch a boat?"
However, when he turned his head, the mysterious detective named "Feng Bujue"... had disappeared.