The Good-For-Nothing Demon King's Road To Killing Gods

In a taxi late at night in Tokyo, Xu Qinghuan was sitting in the passenger seat, and three girls, Xia Yi, Gui Zi and Wen Ting, were sitting in the back seat.

With Wen Ting's help, the three quickly got a taxi and accurately reported the name of the hotel, solving the problem.

Wen Ting said enthusiastically that there were too many hotels with the same name in Tokyo, and she was worried that the taxi driver would find the wrong hotel, so she volunteered to get in the taxi. Wen Ting naturally had her own little thoughts. Firstly, it was New Year's Eve in a foreign country and she was alone with nothing to do. She finally met a fellow villager. Secondly, she might be able to meet the man named Shen Mengyu again.

When they parted a few days ago, she left her business card with Shen Mengyu, saying that if anyone needed help, he could contact her. Over the past few days, she had been secretly expecting to receive a call, but to no avail.

Taxi fares at night in Tokyo are very expensive. Xu Qinghuan said helplessly that he and Xia Shanshan went out in a hurry and did not bring any money. The girl named Takako next to him even lived by playing in the autumn breeze at the shrine.

Wen Ting immediately said generously that she could pay for the fare herself.

Wen Ting sat sensiblely between Xia Yi and the Japanese girl.

From time to time, she peeked at the silver-haired Xia Yi next to her. Her beauty really shocked Wen Ting. When she was in the tour group, she noticed Xia Yi wearing a pink wig. At that time, she only thought that this girl was really good-looking. Now, Xia Yi's silver hair and her cold expression only added to her sense of coldness.

Wen Ting turned to look at the Japanese girl on the other side. She was wearing an unfitting fat black down jacket. The pockets of the jacket were torn and exposed, and the feathers were stuck all over her body. She looked slovenly, but she was pure and beautiful. Eyes that smile like crescent moons are looking out the window.

Guizi noticed that Wen Ting's gaze lingered for too long, and turned to Wen Ting with a polite smile.

Wen Ting asked herself that although she was now in college in Japan, she was born under a red flag and grew up under the sun. She was a Chinese girl with normal views on right and wrong. She was very disgusted with mistresses who interfered with other people's feelings. But at that moment when she saw the girl's bright smile, she His three views were shaken.

How can you be so virtuous! How can you be so virtuous!

"Brother Xu, how many keys should a lock have?" In the car, Wen Ting pondered what to say for a long time.

"At least three." Xu Qinghuan answered without looking back, although she didn't know why Wen Ting suddenly asked this.

Wen Ting was so angry that she said to herself, "Brother, you are such a coward. If two are not enough, you need three." She asked, "Why three?"

"Because I keep losing my key, and no one opens the door when she's not at home." Xu Qinghuan pointed at Xia Yi, "I have to put a spare key under the carpet at the door."

Wen Ting looked at Xia Yi for help. Unexpectedly, this sufferer was also a guy who couldn't understand words, so she actually nodded.

"Blame it on me, I didn't give a good example." Wen Ting was helpless.

The taxi was silent for a while.

"Brother Xu, if one key opens too many locks, do you think the locks will be happy?" Wen Ting spoke again.

"You're so weird asking these questions? What does it have to do with me whether the lock is opened or not? Who cares about the idea of ​​a lock?" Xu Qinghuan turned to look at Wen Ting with a strange look on his face.

Wen Ting's face turned red from suppressing it. Fortunately, it was dark in the taxi and no one could notice it. She felt that Xu Huan must have understood the meaning of her words, and he actually dared to say such words in front of his wife and mistress. It was really hateful. After all, in this situation, if you don't understand what you are talking about, you will be a fool.

Xu Qinghuan sat in the passenger seat and browsed videos on his mobile phone in boredom. When he asked passers-by to borrow a hotspot, he had already charged himself another 30 yuan in phone bills.

Suddenly Xu Qinghuan burst out laughing and raised his phone in front of the three of them.

"Look, look!"

The three people thought it was something big and stepped forward.

On the screen of the mobile phone was a crude picture, which showed a train running with one person and five people tied to the two tracks in front of it. There was a little man beside the track holding a pole that controlled lane changes.

This is the famous trolley problem. The problem is that one and five innocent people are tied to two tracks respectively. The train is running on the track with five people tied up. You have the operating lever that controls the lane change. Will you pull the operating lever to change the lane? Tao sacrifices that one innocent person to spare the lives of five other innocent people.

"Tch, such a cliché question." Wen Ting complained, took one look at it and stopped looking at it.

"It's not that simple, look here." Xu Qinghuan pointed to the little man holding the pole in the picture.

"I will save them all." Xia Yi suddenly spoke and answered the question seriously.

"Are you excited or not? Do you understand the scenario setting? If you don't pull the lever, the five people will die. If you pull the lever, the other person will die. There is no option to save them all." Xu Qinghuan explained.

Xia Yi frowned and remained silent.

Takako also frowned and murmured: "This is too difficult to choose. I don't want anyone to die."

"That's not the key point. Look here..." Xu Qinghuan was interrupted again by Xia Yi before she could finish her words.

"No." Xia Yi said.

Xu Qinghuan became interested. He did not expect that the brave man would answer this question seriously.

"Then you have to watch those five people die, are you sure?"

"I have no right to decide the lives of innocent people." Xia Yi said calmly.

"It's very interesting." Xu Qinghuan asked again, "Let's put it another way. Killing one person can save 10,000 people. Would you do it?"

"It depends on whether that person is guilty and whether he deserves death." Xia Yi replied.

"That man was very innocent."

"There's nothing to say, no killing." Xia Yi replied.

"What if that person is guilty but not guilty enough to die?" Xu Qinghuan asked.

"do not kill."

"What if that person is not only guilty, but also has a bad reputation, and everyone wants him to die, but his crime does not lead to death?"

"do not kill."

Xu Qinghuan suddenly laughed.

"So you are really naive. When everyone wants a certain person to die, no matter how innocent the person is, he has committed an unforgivable death penalty."

"Crime will be punished by law."

"Laws are made by men."

"Justice is in my heart." Xia Yi replied.

"But you will also be deceived, and others will force that person to confess, right?" Xu Qinghuan asked coldly.

The other two people didn't understand why they were arguing over this old-fashioned issue. Wen Ting secretly thought that these two people were really not suitable as a couple, and they could quarrel over such a trivial matter.

Xia Yi thought for a while: "I will do my best to find out the truth and give him a fair trial. If the crime is not worthy of death, then I will not let him die."

"Even if you are against everyone?"

"Even against everyone."

Xu Qinghuan and Xia Yi looked at each other in silence.

After listening to it for so long, Wen Ting couldn't help but think about this issue and expressed her thoughts: "Actually, rationally speaking, it is quite cost-effective to sacrifice one person to save a group of people."

"Then if the person who is going to be sacrificed is your relative or friend, or the person who is being sacrificed is you, would you still think so?" Xia Yi said lightly.

Wen Ting was stunned for a moment. When thinking about this problem, she always felt that this was just a problem. Even if it really happened, it was far away from her and it was someone else's business.

But what if the person tied to the track is himself? Can you still calmly say that sacrificing one person to save five people is a good deal?

"I will not pull down the operating lever, I will try my best to save those five people." Xia Yi concluded her answer, "Of course, I will also kill the madman who tied these people here. .”

"You know how to control the operating lever. Do you think you have a choice? In fact, you are just an ordinary person passing by with a toilet stick."

Xu Qinghuan clicked on the next page on the screen to reveal this boring joke.

He sat silently in his seat, looked at the changing night scene outside the car window, and said something in a voice that only he could hear.

"Thanks."