night.

In Tokyo, Shinjuku District, in a yakiniku shop called Rokugesen, a man and a woman were sitting. At this time, it was almost 9 o'clock, and the tiredness after work had wiped away the usual etiquette and politeness of Japanese people.

And Jing. The entire barbecue restaurant was full of people talking loudly, and from time to time there was the crisp sound of knocking against wine glasses, and bursts of laughter broke out.

Miyagawa sat in his seat, his face slightly red, a little nervous, and his eyes glanced at the man opposite him from time to time. Although this was not the first time that he and Kitahara had eaten in a restaurant, the case on the Kawamoto Expressway was not over yet.

, when eating together, the two people will talk about the case at the dinner table while eating.

However, at this moment, there was suddenly no work content to cover up. Miyagawa was at a loss and didn't know what to talk about. There were Wagyu beef slices on the table in front of him. Miyagawa carefully picked up the slices of meat with chopsticks and put them on the table.

On the iron net in the middle of the table.

"Crackling", the delicate fat kept popping out of the meat slices, and a piece of bright red raw meat suddenly turned into brown cooked meat.

On the opposite side, Kitahara kept slicing meat, grilling it, dipping it in sauce, and eating it. The whole sequence of actions was very smooth and without any restraint, and he quickly wiped out a plate of wagyu beef.

The two of them had not spoken a word since the food was served. It was originally a celebration banquet for the Kawamoto Expressway case, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird. For a moment, Miyagawa didn't know how to break the silence.

"Miyagawa."

"Huh?" Miyagawa immediately raised his head when he heard Beihara in front of him finally spoke.

In front of him, Kitahara sandwiched slices of meat and dipped them in the sauce. Under the iron net, the device that was supposed to absorb the barbecue smoke seemed to have malfunctioned. A burst of light white smoke came out from under the iron net, and the expression of the man in front of him suddenly changed.

Some of them were covered. Even though the distance was so close, his face could not be seen clearly.

"It's time to go back to your father's law firm."

In the white smoke, Beiyuan's voice came.

Miyagawa was holding salad vegetables with her chopsticks when she suddenly froze. These simple words made her heart shrink suddenly. After hearing these words, Miyagawa finally understood why the atmosphere at the table today was so weird.

turn out to be……

It turns out... today is not just a celebration party.

It turned out to be a farewell party for myself.

"Kitahara...don't you want me to be by your side?" Miyagawa said with a trembling voice.

"No. It's just that it's obviously better for you to stay at your father's law firm. Why bother with me?" Beiyuan held the teacup on the table next to him and took a sip. "You can get better at your father's place.

The growth here. Mine is just a small law firm, not to mention still in debt. It is very different from your father's law firm."

Miyagawa lowered her head slightly, her hair hanging down, covering her eyes. The knuckles of the hand holding the chopsticks were a little white due to excessive exertion.

Pictures of this lawsuit flashed through her mind. From the first time she received the Terai couple, to seeing the couple quarreling at a loss, to the moment when she drafted a civil complaint and mailed it to the Kawamoto Expressway, and then to Tokyo Bay.

that rainy night.

"Kitahara, do you know what I feel the most about this lawsuit?"

As if he didn't expect that the girl in front of him would ask him a question, Beihara couldn't help but be slightly startled and raised his head to look at Miyagawa.

Miyagawa smiled: "In the past, I always thought that litigators were just writing and arguing in court. But it wasn't until I experienced this case that I realized... I realized that litigators are guarding

Someone else’s dream.”

“The most profound thing that impressed me during the process of receiving clients was the noon on the first day when Mr. Terai came to the law firm. He talked like a child about his dream of becoming an automotive engineer. From that moment on

, I realized that the case we handled may be just a case to us, but to the client, it is their life."

"This kind of experience is something I have never experienced before in my father's law firm. In my father's law firm, I only did some work on stock and debt issuance."

"Every day, we face and process the company's financial statements, as well as other information for due diligence."

"I thought...this is what legal work is about."

"I thought... legal work was so cold and boring."

"It wasn't until this case that I realized that behind the law, behind the case, are the lives of one person after another. It turns out that the court documents we submitted to the court, and every word we said in court,

The final impact is not just on the outcome of the case, but also on our client’s life.”

As he spoke, Miyagawa in front of him became slightly excited, as if there was a swaying wind and rain in his heart, as if he was about to make some important decision. However, Miyagawa took a deep breath and raised his head to look at Kitahara in front of him.

Even if the white smoke from the barbecue grill smeared her eyes, she still had to look at Beiyuan in front of her.

The next second, Miyagawa opened his mouth and said:

"So...so, Kitahara. I want to be a litigator."

"Please let me follow you."

The girl's voice was not loud, but it still clearly passed through the noisy voices around her and passed into the eardrums of the man in front of her very clearly.

Just like when Terai was in school, he was so excited when he saw buses that he dreamed of becoming an automotive engineer.

The girl in front of me also had her dream for the first time.

I no longer chose to study law because of my father's orders.

I no longer chose to work in a law firm because of my father's orders.

At this moment, she also had a dream.

A dream to become a litigator.

Beihara smiled when he heard Miyagawa's words in front of him. Unexpectedly, Miyagawa had so many insights from this lawsuit. Then he picked up another piece of meat and put it on the iron stand: "If you want to be a litigation lawyer, you may not necessarily

Just follow me. There are no more cases on your father's side."

"I don't know why..." Stimulated by the white smoke from the barbecue, Miyagawa blinked hard to get rid of the soreness in his eyelids, "I always feel that I can find an answer in Beihara. I don't know what I am looking for either.

What are you looking for, what are the confusions in your heart. But I always feel that what I have been looking for is right in front of me."

Just like the first time Kitahara and Miyagawa met at Eto Law Firm, Kitahara felt that under the girl's seemingly soft appearance, the inner temperament was actually extremely stubborn, so he could only smile and said, "That's it. Miyagawa.

Chuan, if you want to go back, you can go back at any time. Okay, come and eat. You didn't even use your chopsticks tonight."

After hearing these words, Miyagawa's heart that had been hanging just now was really relieved. He finally felt in the mood and picked up a piece of wagyu beef and placed it on the iron stand, "Kitahara, you are really powerful in this lawsuit.

"

"Actually, we won by luck this time." Beiyuan, who was sitting opposite, sneered slightly.

"Lucky...lucky?!" Miyagawa suddenly raised his head when he heard this, showing an expression of disbelief. Kitahara put so much effort into this lawsuit, but in the end he actually said it was just a fluke.

"Yes. You should thank Judge Kumagai for ruling on this case in accordance with the no-fault rule for breach of contract." Kitahara said, "I believe that this loophole will soon be filled. That is the spilled object dispute on the highway.

, it will no longer be judged according to the no-fault rule for breach of contract, but will be changed to a fault rule or a new liability principle will be set up specifically for this type of dispute. I estimate that in the future, the legislation will be revised, that is, as long as the highway company proves

If its maintenance behavior complies with national standards, it will no longer bear responsibility."

As he spoke, Kitahara took out his mobile phone and placed it in front of Miyagawa. However, he saw a news message displayed on the mobile phone: Gunma County, reporters discovered that someone had deliberately dropped items on the highway, faked the accident, and imitated the lawsuit against the highway company.

.

Miyagawa looked at the news, and the chopsticks in her hands suddenly stopped, and she was stunned. Every word in this news report was like a bright knife stabbing at her. The efforts she and Beihara had made before were now being wiped out.

Some people use it to blackmail highway companies.

The sense of justice that only belonged to the young man in his heart was suddenly aroused again.

Why would anyone do this?

Don't they know this is wrong?

Why, even though they know this is a bad thing, do they still do it?
Chapter completed!