AM, 9:53.

Kyoto, Sakyo Ward District Court.

This local court building is T-shaped, with a simple appearance and seems to have weathered the weather. It does not have the aggressive brightness of modern trial buildings. However, under this somewhat old appearance, there is a faint sense of majesty.

It looks like a throne that is not ornately decorated. Although there are no rare treasures to decorate it, the throne is still a throne, and it still symbolizes the power to dominate the world.

Today is the hearing date for the copyright dispute case between Shimokawa Yoshihiko and Fujimura Yoshihiro, Kyoto University, and Kyoto University Press.

On the fifth floor of the trial building, the elevator opened with a "ding". Kitahara held his briefcase and mobile phone, reading the text message about the court session, preparing to find the location of today's court session.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, Beihara noticed that there was already a long queue for a courtroom on the right. There was no doubt that that was where the court session was to be held today.

The plagiarism case between Shimokawa and Fujimura is extremely eye-catching because it involves the reputation of Kyoto University, the highest institution in Kansai. Needless to say, some student representatives who are keen on school affairs want to attend, and many senior figures in the school also want to attend.

He rushed to the court in person to observe. Relevant personnel from the city hall in charge of university education also appeared in the court. Many celebrities who graduated from Kyoto University also sat in the seats, which attracted onlookers for a while.

exclamation.

When some reporters saw this scene, they no longer knew whether they should be concerned about the lawsuit itself or the big names sitting in the seats.

Kitahara walked forward, pushed through the crowd, and walked into the court. Miyagawa dragged his suitcase and followed closely behind him.

Kitahara was about to open the fence and enter the trial area, when Utsunomiya happened to be standing in front of the fence.

This famous professor of the university wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a brown trench coat, and a bright red scarf hanging around his neck. His eyes are cold, and the temperament that has been soaked in the study for a long time is different from the temperament that is fighting in the law field.

They fought so fiercely and entangled themselves, forming a contradictory yet subtle feeling, with an oppressive aura.

Seeing Kitahara coming in, Utsunomiya did not give way. On the contrary, he deliberately took a step forward and blocked the wooden fence. The lenses reflected his somewhat cold gaze, and he could only be heard saying without emotion: "It's still too late to give up now.

"

"What does giving up mean?" Beihara raised the corner of his mouth and said in a rather frivolous tone, "After all, this is a court. Can you use legal terms to help me understand what giving up means?"

At this moment, the two men stood face to face with each other, separated by a wooden fence that only reached their waists.

The corners of Utsunomiya's eyes twitched slightly. Seeing the young man in front of him contradicting him so bluntly, and then recalling the scene of the disciplinary hearing, he couldn't help but feel a faint surge of anger.

"If the lawsuit is withdrawn now, things may turn around." Utsunomiya said solemnly, "If the court decides that Shimokawa loses the case, then your client will never be able to get over it. The university will severely investigate Shimokawa's attempts to tarnish the reputation of the university and will take various measures.

legal means to safeguard the University’s rights.”

"It is Fujimura who ruined the reputation of the university, not my client." Kitahara said coldly, "Did you instigate the strong official statement issued by the university some time ago?"

"Exactly." Utsunomiya let out a scornful laugh, "You should be very clear about the current attitude of the university. Take the initiative to withdraw the lawsuit so that we can get together and part ways. If you insist on going your own way, then what awaits you is an abyss. Have you told me properly?

The client, Professor Shimokawa Jun, will lose the lawsuit.”

"Have you ever thought about what happens if you lose?" Kitahara shrugged, "Issuing such a tough statement will only arouse the resentment of others. When faced with accusations of academic misconduct by others, the university's investigation procedures actually

We have to wait for the results of the judicial judgment before we dare to make it public. When it comes to investigating and dealing with academic misconduct, we are only obedient, but we are trying to block everyone's mouth. Do you think that the kind of statement you concocted will give Kyoto

What a hassle college is.”

Utsunomiya grinned wider as if he had heard something ridiculous.

He never expected that the young man in front of him would be so ignorant.

Standing in front of this young man, I am one of the leading authorities in intellectual property law in the East.

The two are not at this level at all.

If it were not for the existence of this blackmail lawsuit, this young man named Beihara would not have the qualifications to speak.

Utsunomiya smiled scornfully again, "You actually think you will win. I'm very curious about where your self-confidence comes from. I've checked your information. Public information shows that you even have the copyright

You have never been represented in any dispute cases. You have zero practical experience in intellectual property rights. I really want to know what you rely on to have this confidence."

Yes, the blackmail lawyer opposite has zero practical experience in intellectual property.

To Utsunomiya, this was like a five-year-old child who could be knocked down with just one slap.

Beihara paused and said, "The source of my confidence is very simple. I wonder if Professor Utsunomiya has ever heard a sentence in Chinese. This sentence in Chinese is very simple, with only ten characters."

The young male lawyer smiled and spoke softly.

His voice that seemed to have some kind of bewitching power immediately echoed:

"Those who have attained the truth will receive much help, but those who have lost the path will receive little help."

Beihara said.

The moment he heard this sentence, Utsunomiya's eyes suddenly widened a bit, and he heard the irony of this sentence in Chinese.

Utsunomiya already felt irritable inside.

In his imagination, the young man should have yelled under his provocation, and could only rely on the roar of his vocal cords to cover up his guilty conscience.

It is definitely not like now, where he responds calmly and even quotes Chinese to mock himself.

This...this doesn't look like a young man at all.

The corner of Utsunomiya's mouth twitched, and then he said rather fiercely, "A successful man, Do you help me? You have no qualifications to say this. I already know that you were taken compulsory measures by the Kyoto police. You are a criminal!"

You know! You are a criminal!! Criminals have no right to stand in court."

"Look at what you are like now. You can only bite others like a wild dog by constantly filing blackmail lawsuits. The University of Tokyo will be ashamed of you! The legal profession will be ashamed of you!" Utsunomiya

The body leaned forward slightly, and the expression on his face was almost touching Beiyuan's face.

Kitahara sneered, "I don't know if I am a disgrace to the University of Tokyo and the French academic community. But I do know that if Kyoto University continues to maintain this tough stance and does not choose to take the initiative to deal with it, it will soon become a

A disgrace to the entire Toyo University. And you, Professor Utsunomiya, will also drag down Kyoto University’s Faculty of Law, which has finally established the foundation of intellectual property law, and become a waste of time.”

"Moreover -" Kitahara stopped talking, took a deep breath, looked at the figure of Utsunomiya in front of him, suddenly exerted force on his feet, and kicked the waist-high wooden door in front of him, "From the fence of the court, give
Chapter completed!