This case was different from past ones; it involved crimes committed by the elderly. It resonated somewhat with them. These people, who had always been honest and upright, were very curious about the kind of old man Qin Mu described—one who stole someone else's melons and even deliberately sought revenge.
「Ten o'clock sharp.」
The projected black screen suddenly turned into a live broadcast of the criminal trial court.
"Here it comes! Huh? Why are there only so few people in the defendant's seat?"
"They are probably waiting in the detention room. The defendant's seat isn't big enough to accommodate so many defendants."
"That old man looks to be in his eighties. Surely he wouldn't covet someone else's few pumpkins, right?"
"God knows what they are thinking. Maybe they think taking them is no big deal, with no consequences."
"Why do I feel that they all seem very calm? Not worried at all about being sentenced?"
"..."
