Chapter 46 The scene of the demonstration meeting of China's first journalist's private prosecution case

On June 25, 2002, I appealed to the Second Intermediate People's Court of Beijing according to the law, and at the same time added new evidence—authoritative evidence notarized by the Beijing Notary Office, and the argumentation opinions of three famous legal experts on this case .Regrettably, on October 28, 2002, the Criminal Division of the Second Intermediate Court of Beijing still made a decision to "reject the appeal and uphold the original ruling". On July 3, 2002, after I lodged a complaint with the Beijing No. 2 Intermediate People's Court in accordance with the relevant procedures, the filing court filed the case according to the law, and the relevant judge also found me and my attorney to conduct an investigation. Now, more than a year has passed.During this long time, I have been quietly waiting for news from the court. In June 2004, when my lawyer asked the judge in charge of the case of the Beijing No. 2 Intermediate People's Court several times, the other party claimed that the verdict had already been issued!They also said that confiscation or confiscation had nothing to do with them... Later, until the end of October 2004, the attorney Zhou Jianying came to ask for a copy. At this time, the legal time was nearly two years behind the legal time.I know that this lawsuit will be a long process, and I have made up my mind long ago that no matter how difficult the road to litigation is, I must fight this lawsuit to the end.Otherwise, it is a kind of desecration to the sacred profession of journalists.

During the Spring Festival in 2004, when I was moving again, I accidentally found a telephone directory of Nanfang Daily Newspaper Group.This is a well-printed booklet, which is full of the staff directory and telephone numbers of the entire Nanfang Daily Newspaper Group and its departments at that time.Just like a vagrant who has been wandering outside for a long time suddenly sees something in his hometown in a distant river and lake, a complex emotion suddenly surges in my heart, although there is a lot of bitterness and bitterness in it.At this time, a biting cold wind was coming in from the window. I ignored the blade-like cold wind that made my hands ache, so I turned on the light to see more clearly.I raised my hands and started from the beginning, turning back page by page, how many names and phone numbers I used to be familiar with on it!Especially the contacts of "Southern Metropolis Daily": Wei Dong, Liu Qing, Qiu Xiaohong, Zeng Huafeng, Wang Qingcao, Ross Wen...

Suddenly, from the long list of familiar names and phone numbers, I saw the names of me and Deng Shixiang again, and even the pager number behind our names: Shi Ye, pager, 95961-25971; Deng Shixiang , 95961--25970.I couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, with mixed feelings!well!If it wasn’t for that newspaper leader who arranged for us to go unannounced, if we hadn’t experienced a life-and-death adventure, if our paging hadn’t been robbed during the unannounced visit, if we hadn’t configured Chinese paging together, if we didn’t share a password at that time, If Deng Shixiang hadn't told Chen Liangqin our paging number, if Chen Liangqin hadn't gotten through to my paging number, if I hadn't meddled in other people's business, maybe I would have taken a different path, I might have lived a different life...

Am I doing it correctly?I often ask myself painfully in the dark: Is it worth it for me to do this?I reflect on this question almost every day?But the answer is always in the night, in my nightmares... The road is long and long, and I will search up and down.