Chapter 1143: appeal

When there is only one myself in the world, nothing seems to be superfluous.
If this is the case, why bother to come to the prosecutor's office day after day to seek hope that is impossible?
Mu Zi felt that someone should persuade the old lady. Morality and law are always two different things. You can condemn the other person for being immoral, but you cannot punish the other person for being immoral.
At least in Huaya, the act of killing cats and abuse of dogs is only immoral, not against the law.
Mu Zi thought for a while, and pulled out a thick case study.
The colleague next to me saw it and asked curiously: "What are you looking for?"
Mu Zi replied as he flipped through the book, "I'm checking whether there are cases where pets are regarded as specific memorial items."
The colleague immediately understood: "Do you want to help that old lady increase the claim limit?"
When it comes to pet-related cases, everyone will think of the old lady outside the procuratorate.
"Yes, that dog is not a rare breed. If you are sued for infringement of property rights, five hundred is the limit." Mu Zi sighed, "If you can ask for spiritual compensation, it would be much easier."
Not all cases can request spiritual compensation. The law clearly stipulates four situations. Only cases that meet these four conditions can request spiritual compensation.
And one of them is a specific commemorative item with symbolic personality. When it is damaged by infringement, the owner of the item can sue for compensation for mental damage.
However, it is not known whether the judge will support the fact that pets are counted as "specific commemorative items with personality symbolism."
Several other colleagues in the office also gathered around and discussed together. Everyone felt that mental compensation is a perspective that can be used and it is worth a try.
Some people poured cold water: "I think the old lady may not be asking for money. She treats the dog as her own son and daughter. Think about it, your son and daughter were killed by someone. Can you be willing to lose a lot of money?"
After listening, everyone fell silent.
After a while, someone said: "The old lady wants the other person to go to jail."
Sentenced a person to jail for killing a dog? ……how can that be?
The colleagues dispersed and returned to their positions to work.
Mu Zi pursed her lips and thought, she felt that she should have a face-to-face conversation with the old lady. No matter what the previous prosecutor did, she hoped to explain every possibility of this case to the other party.
Hope is indeed slim, even if it goes to court, the final result may not be more than five hundred.
But if you do nothing, then five hundred will always be five hundred, nothing more, it will not change.
Mu Zi thought it over, got up and went out, trying to find the old lady.
Unexpectedly, the old lady who always hovered at the door of the procuratorate was not there at this time.
Mu Zi took a few steps forward, and when he was about to give up, he saw a slumped figure across the street, dragging a hemp bag, bending over to pick up a mineral water bottle on the ground.
It's the old man.
Old people bending over are completely different from young people.
You need to support your legs with both hands, bend down little by little, pick up the mineral water bottle, and then hold your legs and slowly straighten your body. It is said to be straight, but in fact it is not straight, it is still half-arched.
Every movement is very slow, like a rusty clock, every move is extremely difficult.
Very strange, Mu Zi thought of herself.
Since her belly is getting bigger and bigger, it's getting harder and harder for her to bend over. Once she wanted to pick up something, but she didn't bend it for a long time. When Murong Cheng saw it, she smiled at her ignorantly for a long time.
But now, she looked at the old man in front of her, but she couldn't laugh at all.
Mu Zi walked over and asked, "Old lady, do you plan to sue again?"
The old man raised his head questioningly, looked at Mu Zi, his eyes fell on her conspicuous belly, and then moved to her chest to find the badge.
Mu Zi said: "I'm still intern and don't wear a badge, but I can help you fight for an appeal."