Chapter 291 "The Melting Pot" Court Session (4)

Qin's eyes were red, the shock and shock were deeply embedded in the bright red bloodshot eyes, and they almost burst open.

His body was shaking violently, giving the impression that he was about to roar in anger the next second, but in the end he still stretched out his hand.

Yes, how could he "roar"?

Jean: You are liars! You lied to me!

Across a table, he leaned forward, anger and despair only reflected in the rapid hand movements.

The silent mime, coupled with such a sad and angry look, even looked funny, as if the sound of some movie clip was turned off, making even the most exciting atmosphere funny.

Except for Zhang Mu and Zhan Changqing, no one had a smile on their face.

The judge once again reminded the order of the court, and Zhan Changqing reached out to pat Qin's shoulder with exaggerated concern and surprise.

With a "bang" sound, he was punched by Qin.

"Well played!!"

The sound in the audience suddenly rose.

Zhan Changqing staggered back and held on to the edge of the table. His expression was painful, but his mouth, which was half covered by his hand, evoked a subtle smile.

Oops.

The audience's heart sank.

"The plaintiff is emotionally unstable, control him first!"

At the judge's shout, two bailiffs rushed forward. During Qin's struggle, one of them grabbed his armpits and wrapped their arms around the young man's shoulder joints, forcing him to kick forward in vain.

fraud!

no! not me! They are the bad guys!

Qin raised her unfettered hands and gestured like crazy in the direction of Judge Liang Chenglei. She paused fiercely with each gesture and her speed was not fast.

But in the eyes of the judge, he was just an emotionally disabled person who might have mental problems.

Many people assume that disabled people are not normal physically and mentally.

They assume that there is only a thin line between deaf, deaf-mute and blind people and fools and lunatics.

It’s all something wrong with the body anyway, isn’t it?

If you are physically disabled, your emotions must be very extreme, and your brain must also be affected!

Yes, this is human nature and understandable.

The invisible discrimination was clearly reflected at this moment. No one cared about what Qin said. They just thought he was crazy and controlled him tightly like a mental patient.

"The plaintiff's mental condition needs further examination and appraisal." Judge Liang Chenglei said with a dignified demeanor, "This criminal prosecution cannot be established due to the plaintiff's special personal situation."

A disabled person who may have a mental problem still wants to say goodbye. No matter how you look at it, there is something wrong with him, right?

Qin stared, not even blinking, tears falling down one by one, as if he didn't want to cry, but his body shed tears spontaneously.

His hoarse and helpless cries echoed in the courtroom, and the camera showed him signing in sign language as if he was desperately trying.

The words on the screen on the side of the stage were flying and updating upwards. They were accusations mixed with Qin's blood and tears, but no one could understand except the audience who witnessed everything and the children who were huddled in fear.

"Ah, ah——"

Qin screamed, cried, and shouted.

“Please communicate with the plaintiff’s lawyer quickly!”

The judge frowned tightly.

How ironic that a deaf-mute person was considered "noisy".

Zhan Changqing hurriedly went up to "communicate" with Qin. His sign language was decent, his expression was full of concern, and he looked very normal.

But the audience and the children knew that all he really said to Qin were desperate words, which further stimulated Qin to go crazy.

A good child was driven crazy by Zhang Mu and Zhan Changqing in front of everyone.

"ah--"

Qin's hand was also caught, and she could only scream with red eyes.

Deaf-mute people cannot speak and cannot make sounds. They do not know how to use the muscles in their throats, so their voices do not have the intonation and rhythm of normal people. Instead of sounding pleasant, they sound hoarse and unpleasant.

Qin's cry was also flat, with no tones of two, three or four, only one "ah", a flat, painful "ah".

He screamed "Ahhh", as if a young crow had its wings torn off alive, its abdominal cavity was ripped open, and its internal organs were dripping with blood.

"Closed court! Closed court!"

The judge repeated loudly and uneasily, trying to end this farce quickly.

The bailiff dragged Qin backward, his feet clinging to the ground, and one of his inferior plastic sandals was broken off.

Suddenly, Qin used her strength and broke away from the two unexpected bailiffs.

At this moment, Qingke, like a little baby swallow, ran from the stage to the court, and threw herself into the arms of Qin who was screaming wildly with tears on her face.

She hugged Qin, her shoulders swaying and shaking.

Qin slowly calmed down and looked down at her.

Qing shed tears silently, raised her head, and shook her head slowly and desperately.

elder brother……

We can't win...

The children in the audience could see the faces of Zhang Mu and Zhan Changqing more clearly, and they knew better than anyone else how powerless Qin was.

Qing and Qin's eyes were red from crying.

elder brother.

The little girl let go of Qin and raised her hands.

She stretched out her thumb with her left hand, put the five fingers of her right hand together with the palm facing upward, and like a guillotine, she slashed the root of her left thumb, and then pointed at herself with her index finger.

Just kill me.

She "said" kill me.

Four ordinary bold characters are displayed in the center of the side screen.

A series of cries echoed in the audience, and the sounds of grief overlapped together.

Qin looked at Qing, her eyes glazed over.

His tears fell continuously and uncontrollably, as if they had been separated from his personal will, and in this way he carried out silent resistance.

Qing's hands gently held Qin's tear-stained face and gave him a sad smile.

Brother, if we can’t survive, let’s stop living.

Don't be sad, okay?

There was absolutely no sound in the court, and the two brothers and sisters crying silently were like the protagonists of a mime, pitiful and pathetic.

Qin's eyes, which were originally filled with resentment and unwillingness, dimmed little by little, without any light.

His trembling body collapsed completely, and he stretched out his hands silently and hugged Qing in his arms.

The stage lights also dimmed.

…

The brief stagnation made some viewers realize that this was just a work, a performance, not something that really happened.

But there were also more people who were once again attracted by the video on the big screen before they had time to react.

Those are Zhang Mu, Zhan Changqing and Liang Chenglei, and they are the "Luhuayuan" restaurant that appeared at the beginning.

The three of them chatted and laughed, changing cups and cups. Zhang Mu, with sincerity and gratitude, gave Liang Chenglei a banner in advance.

The scene changed again.

"Crack!"

There was a clear cracking sound, and Qin broke the glass of the cafeteria with the leg of the chair.

The camera panned over the combination lock on the canteen door. The small lock block was clean and advanced, in sharp contrast to the dilapidated and dirty interior of the canteen.

Qin jumped down with broken glass all over her body, and there was no movement except for the sound of footsteps.

He opened the door from the inside, and the children waiting outside ran in like a group of kittens.

Zhang Mu did his best and the caregivers were dismissed.

He didn't know what he was busy with outside. Qin and the others were the only ones left in the orphanage now.

No one to look after, no one to watch over, no one to cook.

The children stumbled around to find some moldy vegetables, holding unpeeled raw potatoes and gnawing one bite at a time.

Sunshine trotted over with a pitted potato and held it up in front of Qin.

Qin shook her head and asked him to eat by himself in sign language.

Sunshine nodded obediently.

The camera follows Qin's gaze and slowly sweeps over each child taking a big mouthful of food.

He walked to the kitchen silently, his eyes very calm.

Qing sat not far away, not eating, just looking at Qin silently.

She still had that smile on her face, miserable and sad, but with a little bit of expectation, as if she would soon escape from this hell and get eternal relief.

Qin slightly curled up the corners of his mouth at Qing. This was the biggest smile he could do.

This smile is fleeting.

Qin walked into the kitchen and picked up the kitchen knife.