The protest outside the teaching and research building has lasted for several hours. In the open space, the students' shouts gradually changed from accusing Shimokawa to asking him to come out of the teaching and research building immediately and respond to the students' demands. From time to time, there were waves of shouts.

, like a huge storm, hitting the building in front of me. The chilling chill at the scene became a little stronger.

In the corridor on the first floor of the building, Shimogawa, Hirose, and Miyagawa are standing.

"Lawyer Kitahara, will he come?" Hirose looked at Miyagawa with a pale face and couldn't help but ask.

Three hours have passed since she called Beihara.

The student protest in front of me was originally said to end at 12 o'clock, but now it not only has not ended, but there are more and more people. And the slogans are getting more and more exciting. At the entrance and exit of the building, there are students watching, observing Xiachuan.

Did you escape the building?

The students who gathered threatened that if Xiachuan did not come out to respond before 1 o'clock, they would enter the teaching and research building, go to Xiachuan's office, pull him out, and force him to respond in front of everyone.

And now, it's less than 10 minutes until 1 o'clock.

The commotion from the crowd outside became louder and louder.

The thin row of security guards at the door could not stop the torrent of students.

"Don't worry, he will definitely come." Miyagawa said from the side, "As long as he promises you to come, he will definitely come."

Miyagawa reached out and gently pressed Hirose's shoulder.

There was a firmness in the female voice.

"I'd better face this kind of thing personally." Shimokawa looked at the figure outside the building, "Lawyer Kitahara just litigated the case for me. He has no obligation to handle these matters for me. The students outside are here for me. Wait.

Wait for Hirose, and Lawyer Miyagawa, please stand far away from me, otherwise it won’t affect you."

"No, Teacher Shimokawa. Kithara specifically asked you not to go out to deal with the situation." Miyagawa said, "If you go out and have contact with students, no matter what happens, it will be detrimental to the teacher. If you talk to them in a pleasant manner, you will be in trouble in the eyes of others.

It seems that Teacher Shimokawa was frightened by the students' power. If you are angered by the students' fabricated claims, then it will reinforce the image of Teacher Shimokawa as a villain now."

After hearing these words, Shimochuan smiled bitterly, hesitated to speak, and had no choice but to continue standing where he was.

Time passes minute by minute.

Hirose looked at the clock display on his phone, his heart beating faster and faster.

She just heard how people talked viciously about her and Teacher Shimokawa.

In this current atmosphere, she had an increasingly strong premonition that the students outside would really rush in and grab Teacher Shimokawa.

Currently, the atmosphere on campus has become extremely depressing and solemn because of Vice President Takeuchi.

All these emotions are just missing a trigger.

As long as there is this fuse, the dissatisfaction that has been suppressed for a long time will pour out in an instant.

One can imagine what would happen to Shimokawa if he was found out as a bad teacher at this juncture.

Thinking of this scene, Hirose's fingers couldn't help but tighten the phone.

There are less than 2 minutes left until 1 o'clock.

Looking at the students in front of him who seemed to be getting closer and closer to the building, Hirose even felt that his heart was about to beat out of his chest.

The moment the phone clock showed 12:59——

"I'm late, sorry."

Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from behind everyone.

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The open space outside the building.

Imai raised his hand and looked at his watch. He was very satisfied with today's actions. Later, the situation got a little out of control, and students who came from unknown places even said they entered the building and pulled out Shimokawa. He couldn't control this.

Imai decided to leave at 1 o'clock.

Looking at this scene, Shimokawa probably wouldn't respond.

It's better not to respond.

Anyway, today's task has been completed. Based on the scene of today's gathering, the university will definitely think that they have cut off their relationship with Xiachuan.

Imai lowered his head and began to pack up the protest tools, preparing to pack the microphone and speakers.

Just at this moment.

There was a sound of leather shoes in the teaching and research office building.

I don't know why, but it's strange. There are hundreds of people gathered in the open space, making it very noisy, but the sound of footsteps reaches Imai's ears so clearly.

He glanced at the building with his peripheral vision, and suddenly, a familiar face came into his eyes. Within less than 1 second of seeing this face, the memory of the confrontation with a lawyer in the classroom that day immediately came to his mind.

Entering his mind, Imai's eyes immediately opened uncontrollably.

I saw a man in a gray suit, dragging a black box nearly half a person's height in his hand, staggering out of the teaching and research building. His posture was casual and undisciplined, with a look of cynicism on his face.

His smile and aura seemed incompatible with the chilling atmosphere surrounding him. He was like a tourist wandering around who mistakenly entered the scene of a major event.

However, he walked directly towards the gathered students.

No change of direction.

It was obvious that his target was someone among the students.

For some reason, Imai felt nervous. He immediately grabbed the microphone and shouted loudly: "The person in front of me is Shimokawa's lawyer! We don't want a lawyer to talk to us! We want Shimokawa himself to come out and talk to us."

!!”

In an instant, reporters in the square heard that the person approaching was Shimokawa's lawyer, and there was a commotion. Countless cameras immediately turned to focus on the man in a gray suit, and a flash of light went off.

Kitahara listened to Imai's words with a smile on his face. He just continued to walk forward and came to a place less than 3 meters away from Imai. He then placed the half-person-high black box next to him and placed it next to him.

A red knob on it suddenly turned to the right. The next second, he also took out a microphone and said with a smile:

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hello everyone. I am Mr. Shimokawa's attorney Kitahara Yiichi."

A gentle word.

However, at the moment when he spoke, the black box half a man's height behind him started to vibrate suddenly. When the sound waves were transmitted to the microphone and then along the wires to the eardrum of the box, the man's voice in front of him was amplified by more than one degree.

More than a hundred times. Just a simple opening statement, and it blew towards Imai like a Category 10 hurricane.

At the same time, there is also a harsh eardrum noise.

The two voices converged into one, as if explosives were detonating in the ears.

For a moment, Imai felt a ringing in his ears, and then his heart skipped a beat, as if he was grabbed by an invisible giant hand and squeezed violently. He couldn't help but cover his ears.

Everyone in front of the open space was immediately stimulated by the huge sound emitted by the loudspeaker and covered their ears with their hands. In just a few seconds, the entire square became silent.

Imai came back to his senses and immediately spoke to the microphone and said to the man in front of him, "Why do you use such a loud device! Do you have a guilty conscience?! You must have a guilty conscience! You don't have to speak loudly to be reasonable, and you don't have to speak loudly to be reasonable! Do you understand!

"

Beihara still maintained the expression on his face, but raised his hand to twist the red knob of the speaker next to him to the end, and said calmly into the microphone:

"If you are justified, you should speak louder."

"Otherwise, if the voices of rotten people like you are everywhere, then the world will be in trouble."

Suddenly, the black box stirred up sound waves again, and Beihara's words exploded like thunder directly in front of the clearing.

Imai felt that his ears were going deaf, and he couldn't help but cover his ears again.

Seeing such a dramatic conflict scene, reporters at the open space quickly pointed their cameras at the two men.

Imai raised his head and looked at the lawyer in front of him. A trace of fear suddenly arose in his heart. Obviously there was no one behind the lawyer. There were obviously hundreds of people beside him to help. However, he was afraid.

I don't know why, I'm just scared.

However, before he could speak, he heard another voice coming from the other side.

"Imai." Kitahara looked at the doctoral student in front of him coldly, "Now is your last chance. Please admit loudly into the microphone that what you did today was instigated by the university, Fujimura and the Graduate School of Humanities.

, using degrees as coercion, forced the students in your teaching and research department to stand here today and tell lies. This moment, this occasion, is the best time for you to tell the truth."

"If you think about it, please pick up the microphone in your hand and respond."
Chapter completed!