When it comes to understanding people's hearts, Kumiko never loses to anyone.
As long as the opponent reveals the slightest flaw, he will bite like a snake and deliver a fatal blow.
Of course, the prerequisite is that the other party shows a flaw.
"Without a doubt, women are the hardest people to deal with in this world."
Keisuke Kumiko couldn't help but sigh.
It was the same with the last case involving Miho Nishitani, and this one too.
Women are simply the most performative creatures in the world.
Pause.
"Well, enough idle talk. I don't care what happens to you."
Kumiko extended a hand toward Nanatsuki Koshimizu.
"The remaining fee is five million."
He came for this purpose.
However, Nanatsuki Koshimizu looked at him and spread her hands.
"What do you mean?" Keisuke Kumiko frowned.
"It's simple, we have no money," Nanatsuki Koshimizu replied.
No money! Did you really just say you have no money?
Upon hearing this, Keisuke Kumiko's eyes widened, and he jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Hey, let's make this clear. Who helped you with this matter? Who got you out of jail? It was me! And now you want to deny your debt?
Nanatsuki Koshimizu shook her head. "It's not that I want to skip the payment, I just don't have the money."
"Stop talking nonsense. Didn't you bring ten million last time?"
"That was last time."
Nanatsuki Koshimizu blinked, looking particularly innocent.
"Afterwards, I spent the remaining five million organizing the Detective Koshien event, so now I'm broke."
"Damn it!"
Kumiko almost lunged forward to grab Nanatsuki Koshimizu by the neck.
If you don't have money, go to a sex shop and sell yourself! Go out on the street and pick up clients! Become someone's mistress! In short, don't you dare run away today without paying me!
"…"
Nanatsuki Koshimizu looked at him, then turned to Ai next to her.
"Is your brother always like this?"
"Yes, he's always like this," Ai nodded. "This guy is a hopeless miser."
"Alright."
Koshimizu Nanatsuki turned back to Kumiko.
She took a deep breath, extended a hand, and tucked her hair behind her ear. Her delicate oval face took on a charming posture, and her pink lips moved slightly.
"Brother lawyer, I liked you from the first time I saw you. As long as you don't ask me to pay you back, I can do anything for you."
-Get lost! Don't try that with me!
However, facing the girl's attitude, Kumiko seemed completely unfazed.
He looked at the extremely seductive girl in front of him with utter contempt.
"You, a fairy-faced trans, before trying to seduce men, go get a full facelift, alright? At least try to reach the level of Takamine Aika!"
Nanatsuki Koshimizu's seductive actions froze instantly.
"Takamine Aika? Who's that? His girlfriend?"
She looked at Ai again with a puzzled expression.
"It's a character from a romance game on a console, the heroine…"
Ai sighed. "Don't worry, he's always like this."
"…"
"…"
The corner of Nanatsuki Koshimizu's mouth twitched.
After a long moment, she looked at Keisuke Kumiko and sighed.
You're the most incredible and difficult man I've ever met.
"You women are all the same. If you think you can solve every problem by taking your pants off, then every man should go get gender reassignment surgery."
Keisuke Kumiko replied without hesitation.
"What do I do? I have no money. You can't force me to sell myself, right?"
Nanatsuki Koshimizu spread her hands.
Keisuke Kumiko frowned and thought for a moment.
"You can sue that kid and get compensation," he said. "Didn't that kid named Conan play your voice recording in court? You can use that to sue him."
"But didn't you deliberately deceive him to apply psychological pressure?"
Ai added from the side.
If I remember correctly, the evidence was presented in court according to legal procedures, so it can't be considered a violation of the law.
Who said it's not against the law? Presenting evidence is one thing, violating privacy is another. They are two separate legal matters. Don't confuse the concepts.
Keisuke Kumiko stated.
Strictly speaking, the court is also a public place, and there were many reporters in the gallery. Conan secretly recorded other people's voices without permission and played them in public, which amounts to distribution. According to civil law, this constitutes a violation of privacy rights.
"So according to what you're saying, every witness who presents recorded evidence in court is breaking the law and infringing on others' privacy?"
"No, no, no, it depends on the extent of the damage."
At that moment, Kumiko gave a classic strange smile.
He turned to look at Nanatsuki Koshimizu, who was confused and clearly didn't understand any of this legal jargon.
"Miss Yueshui, we need your help, if you're willing to sacrifice a bit for the sake of a girl's innocence."
"No problem."
Nanatsuki Koshimizu shrugged.
What kind of girl's innocence? I lost that sometime after graduating high school.
Keisuke Kumiko raised an eyebrow. "You're really a typical example of a certain aspect of modern women."
"Same here."
Then, Kumiko and Nanatsuki Koshimizu discussed the civil lawsuit for a while.
As for Conan, who would later be the defendant…
Who cares?
The law is already lenient enough to grant minors certain rights and interests.
In these circumstances, if we continue to let these mischievous kids off the hook, then the existence of the law is just a joke.
…
It was getting dark.
Lights flickered on in the tall buildings.
In Tokyo, thousands of homes lit up, and neon signs blinked. It was as bright and lively as daytime.
Conan walked alone down the street with his head down, a dazed look on his face.
On another street far away, Ran Mouri anxiously searched for him, looking for the child who was late coming home.
Conan ignored it all.
His world was silent. The bustle of the city had nothing to do with him, the colorful world had nothing to do with him, and the anxiety of his family and friends had nothing to do with him.
Nothing mattered to him.
In his mind, only the words that Keisuke Kumiko had pronounced earlier in court kept echoing like bells.
"Am I really wrong?"
He kept repeating.
He walked like a corpse.
Before he knew it, he had somehow arrived at a phone booth.
He took out a coin and put it in.
Conan did this unconsciously. Subconsciously, he wanted to find someone to talk to and share his troubles.
But when he picked up the phone and wanted to dial, he suddenly froze.
Who would he call? Who could he call? Hattori Heiji?
The two got along well, but he was from Osaka and they had only met a few times.
Besides, he probably wasn't free now. After what happened today, his family wouldn't let him off easily and must be giving him a lecture.
Yusaku Kudo? Yukiko Kudo?
His parents spent all year abroad and lived far away. There was a gap between them. What could he even say when calling them?
Call Ran Mouri using Kudo's voice?
She doesn't even understand her own feelings.
After thinking it over, Conan realized the truth.
Someone like him really has no one to call or confide in.
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Some readers complained that the story should include more legal knowledge; otherwise, the role of the lawyers wouldn't be clear.
In fact, I will write what needs to be written, but the novel mainly focuses on the plot, not on being a legal primer, so I have to clearly distinguish the main points.
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