The weapon of the country

"If they don't even give me military status, I have no reason not to fight." Channing said, "I have nothing else to lose."

"Then now is the time to gamble with all your wealth."

Lawyer Lin was surprised, "You mean, appeal to the Supreme Court?"

Mo Rulan frowned, "It's too late. If you want to appeal to the Supreme Court, you have to be tried by the district court and the circuit court first. This can take several years!"

"But there is an exception." Lin Yuanzhe regained his composure, "If you sue the government, you don't have to go through the district court and the circuit court. The Supreme Court has the power of first instance. Suing the military should also follow this example. But... there has been no precedent before. , no one goes to the Supreme Court to sue the military.”

Qian Ning looked at Shen Han, who raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, "This is a fierce fight, we will never make it easy for them."

In the morning of the next day, Shen Han was overlooking the Biyin River.

There were several pedestrians around him, one of them was a young lady in a windbreaker.The beautiful lady came with coffee, Shen Han supported the railing with his hand, and pushed a small memory chip from under his finger to the lady.

She glanced at Shen Han questioningly.

"Brigadier General Shen, I suspect that you are using me, or the Post."

This is the lady reporter who ran towards the scene on the night of the biochemical attack in Xindu. After that night, her report was not like that of other reporters. She described Shen Xiao's heroic deeds and General Wei's shocking speech in full detail. Only ordinary people in Xindu panicked and escaped with fear, and how did they support each other in fear and despair.

In Xindu, there is a special relationship between journalists and politicians. Politicians use reporters to release inside information to influence public opinion and attack political opponents; reporters use the inside information obtained from politicians to achieve their own reputation and career, and sometimes they will stab politicians back. Write secrets such as "what I know so-and-so" and "the real so-and-so".

She's a reporter, a young female reporter, more hungry for fame, eager to prove herself than a young male reporter.

The chip stored Ginny's information, as well as the information of other female students that Channing thought had the same experience as her.

Shen Han didn't look at her, but at Biyinhe.In the eyes of others, he and she are just strangers who met by chance and chatted.

"Whether I'm using you or not is not important, Ms. Qiao." Shen Han said, "The key is what kind of reporter you are. If you are a realistic reporter, this chip contains information that will make you famous in one fell swoop; if You are an idealistic reporter, this chip is an abyss, would you like to stare into it?"

The lady reporter didn't speak, she clenched her fist and grabbed the chip, and then left with a coffee like a passerby.

Shen Han stood on the bank of the Biyin River, which separated the political center of the Federation. How many dark plots had she witnessed, and how much light and blood had she witnessed?

He didn't know if the lady reporter would launch an investigation. Even if she launched an investigation, could the results of the investigation be released before the trial, so that the public opinion could be on their side?Can they really take this case to the Supreme Court?

He can only do what he should do, no matter what this Miss Qiao will do with the information he gave her after this meeting.

It was relatively easy to meet the lady reporter, but this afternoon he needed to meet, and the person he needed to persuade made him feel even more difficult.

He made an appointment with the man at the Chapel of the Rosary.Shen Han strolled outside the chapel for a long time, until dusk fell and the water of Biyin River turned orange, he still didn't want to approach that building.

Lin Yuanzhe persuaded him that it is not shameful to ask his family for help.If the family member is Shen Xiao, it's really not shameful.We are used to helping each other, Shen Han thought, just like when he was young, he and Shen Xiao often relied on each other.It's just that it's shameful for us to ask our mother for help.

It's not because we have excessive self-esteem that we can't let the first paragraph ask our mother for help.Rather, we know that every time we need her help, we need her to pay, and she has paid enough for us.

Shen Han still remembers that while she was studying in law school, she worked as a nanny, took care of her employer's children, and raised two sons.The main reason Shen Xiao and he chose to go to the military academy was not because of her, but one of the reasons was to reduce her burden.Then they went to the battlefield, saw the blood and fire on the front line, and saw the strife and party struggle in the rear. Shen Han couldn't imagine that after so many years, he had matured, and one day, he had to ask his mother for help again when he encountered difficulties. , putting another burden on her shoulders.

He walked into the Rose Chapel, where Shen Li was chatting with the black-robed priest in a low voice.She took the initiative to hold up candles—in this era, only religious places like churches used candles in ceremonies—and lighted the lamps at the feet of the blue-robed Virgin one by one.

The light passes under her hands, illuminating a larger space.The candlelight reflected her chin, nose and forehead. In the yellow light, Shen Li seemed to be many years younger. The fine lines and roughness on her skin from lack of sleep and overwork were all smoothed out by the light, giving off a youthful radiance. For a moment, Shen Han seemed to be stuffed into a door, and traveled through time. Inside the door, he was still a boy less than ten years old, watching his mother pray.

"I've always been puzzled, how can you practice religion while practicing the law?" He approached, hands in his trouser pockets.

"It's very simple," Shen Li turned and smiled at him. "Law and religion are somewhat the same: they both tell me to do the right thing."

At that moment, Shen Han felt that his mother knew what he wanted to ask for.She had been waiting for him to come, waiting for him to ask.

With a bang, a bolt of lightning struck outside the Chapel of the Rose.

The rainy season in Xindu has already arrived, and tonight is another night of heavy rain.

"It looks like a storm." Shen Han said, looking at the candlelight blown by the wind.

"This storm will last for a long time." Shen Li said meaningfully.

Shen Han suddenly asked, "Mom, what would you do if you were alone in the wild and encountered a storm?"

"I will run."

"Escape?"

"No," she took her son's hand, which was already bigger than her own, "I will run, I will run into the center of the storm."