Chapter 265 Five floating 102 Playing with fire

It's a very simple question, and it won't attract a second glance whether it appears in the corner of any magazine or book in this library.

But it happens to be here.

In Xing Conglian's mind, countless possibilities flashed through his mind. For example, some unfortunate child wrote a sentence casually, and they just accidentally turned it over. But in fact, he also knew very well that those so-called other possibilities were not valid.

From when Lin Chen received this text message, to when they were led here step by step, searched the bookshelf, turned to this hidden journal, and saw this sentence, it all means that someone deliberately wrote this question here, that People were sure that Lin Chen would see it.

This is obviously related to Lin Chen's past.

After probably knowing what was going on, Xing Conglian was no longer worried.

"what is this?"

He unfolded the book calmly, turned it around, pointed the book towards Lin Chen, pointed to the question about choice in the gap between the pages, and said it like a very common question.

"It's a question and an answer."

Lin Chen's answer was still very personal, but Xing Conglian didn't think he was hiding it.

"What's the problem?" Xing Cong looked directly into his eyes and asked.

"The last time I was forced to answer this question was when I met Feng Peilin on Taiqian Bridge last year." Lin Chen paused and said clearly and methodically, "He asked me for someone: In this In a world of grains of sand, in this very small and very big confrontation, I will choose which side I will take."

"Why are you so literary?" Xing Conglian frowned when he heard the word "Feng Peilin", even though it was an unexpected name, it completely represented a past story about Lin Chen that he had never touched.

Now, this past incident suddenly jumped out without warning. Lin Chen's back was straight, his eyes were cool, and he was obviously ready to open the scar.

Xing Conglian couldn't bear it, he calmed his breath, and continued to ask: "A grain of sand, small, and grand, what does each indicate, and what is the so-called 'choice'?"

"It's hard for me to guess clearly. 'A grain of sand' is personal consciousness, 'small' refers to theirs, and 'big' may be the moral and legal system of the whole society. Feng Peilin's whole sentence translated to ask me, they want to be anti-social, Ask me if I can help them, but don't take this sentence as a request, it's showing off." Lin Chen subconsciously rubbed his fingers on the table with a little irritability, "It's really annoying." He emphasized.

At this moment, Lin Chen finally has the breath of a living person, and he is not sad, he just simply hates these things.

"Since this matter is discussed, then there is a question I have to ask, why did you leave at that time?"

"Because Feng Peilin is dead." Lin Chen replied, "In fact, I know very well that his last step is to kill and then commit suicide, which shows that he has no water at all, and he has no reason to survive falling into the river. I designed this situation and used my I lured him to commit suicide, but I didn't tell you about it. It is not in line with legal procedures, and it is morally flawed. To be honest, I feel ashamed, so I chose to leave."

"So, you didn't like me at that time?" Xing Conglian asked suddenly, "Isn't it love at first sight?"

"How can you be more off-topic than Dynasty?"

"Very important issues are more important than those bad things."

"At that time, I just thought you were handsome, the type I liked, and I didn't see your inner beauty."

Lin Chen answered sincerely, Xing Conglian didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.

"What about you?" Lin Chen also paused and asked him.

"At that time, I thought you were beautiful inside and had a mysterious aura that attracted me, but now..." Xing Cong Lian hooked his fingers to Lin Chen, Lin Chen subconsciously leaned towards him, and he kissed in the sun Lin Chen's auricle said, "I think you look good now."

Lin Chen's face was blushing obviously, they had done everything, but Lin Chen was still shy in an inadvertent moment, Xing Conglian enjoyed this moment very much.

Probably because he finished flirting with Lin Chen, the atmosphere was not so heavy, and it was a little drowsy under the warm sunlight.

He closed the book, and at the most critical moment of the question and answer, he said solemnly: "Since Feng Peilin is dead, who is here to leave this sentence, who sent you a text message, and invites you to watch it."

"Xing Conglian..." Lin Chen dragged his tune and looked at him leisurely.

"arrive."

"You really haven't read the dossier back then." Lin Chen said, "I mean, Huang Ze is worried about me killing her sister."

"Although I haven't read the dossier, I have a general idea of ​​what it was like when Huang Ze came to Hongjing to trouble you for the first time." Xing Conglian honestly cast the blame, "It was Fu Haofei who wanted to tell me. "

Lin Chen was stunned for a while, this was obviously unexpected to him: "You already knew everything happened?"

"No, Fu Hao only said that it was a railroad problem. You were forced to choose between four and sixteen, but didn't tell me what kind of choice you made."

"He's really busy." Lin Chen lowered his head, his expression darkened, and he couldn't see any joking energy. But that was Lin Chen. After a while, he seemed to finally be ready, raised his head, looked directly into his eyes, and asked resolutely, "So, do you want to hear my version here?"

...

To buy wine after listening to the story, this was Lin Chen's agreement with him at the beginning.

Xing Conglian ran downstairs and bought two cans of Yongchuan Chunsheng at the convenience store. When he turned back, Lin Chen didn't run away. Instead, he laid the two chairs towards the window leisurely, with his feet on the windowsill and his knees on his knees. With the 1975 American Psychologist they had just found.

Lin Chen looked down at the collection of papers, and the back in a white shirt looked like the most popular senior among girls on campus.

Xing Conglian was at peace in his heart and felt that no matter what kind of story he heard, it didn't matter.

He walked over, stuck a beer can to Lin Chen's face, Lin Chen kissed the back of his hand, reached out to take the beer, stabbed, opened the easy-open can by himself, and took a big mouthful.

Xing Conglian didn't care about him, but sat down on the stool beside him, hooked his hand to Lin Chen's backrest, and, like Lin Chen, put his feet up on the windowsill.

Lin Chen drank wine, his cheeks were slightly red, but he was not drunk.

"Fu Hao told you about the railroad problem." Lin Chen asked, "What exactly did he say?"

"He said that 20 children were thrown on the tracks to play for some reason, and 4 of them persuaded the other 16 that there would be trains passing on the track we were walking on, so let's go to the other side, but the rest The 16 children did not listen and chose to stay where they were. At this moment, a train passed by and went straight to the 16 people, and you are the one who can pull the joystick and have the opportunity to sacrifice the minority to save the majority." Xing Conglian To sum up succinctly, "Fu Hao probably said this about the issue, but he didn't say the result."

"Do you want to know the result?" Lin Chen asked.

"I don't think the result is important." Xing Conglian replied.

Lin Chen never thought he would say such a thing, looked at him strangely, but almost said to himself, "How can it not be important?"

"Because this is a difficult problem with almost no correct answer." Xing Conglian took a sip of beer, "I remember this should be an ethical question?"

"In fact, it is the most famous thought experiment in the field of moral philosophy, first published by Philippa Ford in 1967 as a critique of utilitarianism and an attack on Kant's moral deontology. Neither was the original version, and this The experiment has now been changed into all kinds of strange things, but it still has a very profound meaning."

"Philosophers are always playing with fire, which is a very dangerous issue." Xing Conglian said, "In this issue, the obligations and responsibilities of track monitors, the value of life of the majority and the minority, and Once the debate reaches the end, it is easy to fall into moral nihilism. Both sides who think that the lever should or should not be pulled will be stubborn, insisting that their point of view must be correct, and there must be a moment in the confrontation, all People suddenly realize that there is no such thing as morality and immorality, right or wrong."

"Your point of view is always so special." Lin Chen raised the beer can and touched him lightly, "I want to hear from you in detail."

“Choices represent different values. Take the joystick as an example, if the trackman flips the joystick to make the train change direction, hit less and save more, then he is indirectly acknowledging the value that the lives of the many are more important than the few. And obviously, in modern society, this act is tantamount to breaking the social rules and depriving others of the right to life, that is, killing people."

"What if he doesn't choose anything?" Lin Chen asked.

"Not making a choice is also a choice." Xing Conglian replied, "He believes that he must abide by the rules of society and cannot save some people by depriving them of their lives. Behind this choice is actually the same trap. He is equivalent to admitting that after abiding by social rules, the lives of a few are more worth protecting than the lives of the majority. Since the value of each person's life is infinite, it is impossible to use the superimposed quantity to measure which is more important, why after adding social rules, this point Has it become measurable?"

"But it sounds like the latter choice is better?" Lin Chen smiled, his face was quiet, "After all, if it is generalized, rules come first, and rules maintain the normal operation of human civilization."

Xing Cong paused for a while, but did not expect Lin Chen to ask such a question: "If you really want to infer this, then the former choice to protect the interests of the vast majority of human beings and to ensure the survival of humanity happens to be the latter choice. We want to build a society Rules and the reasons for maintaining the normal operation of society.” He said here, and he also felt that the questioner was very unreasonable, “So in essence, these two choices are both moral utilitarianism views, the former situational utility and the latter rule utility, They have the same destination, and it doesn't make sense to ask questions like that."

"No, I think it's still full of meaning." Lin Chen objected to his point of view for the first time. He took a sip of wine and said drunkenly, "Philosophers have designed similar questions to think about human past experience and future destiny, through Speculatively exploring the internal moral thinking and external social system of human beings is a very beautiful thing in itself." He said firmly, and raised the extremely ordinary green wine can to face the sun, as if paying homage to someone from afar.

At this time, the temperature of the sun was not as terrifying as it was at noon, and it seemed gentle.

The trees outside the window are lush and green, and the scenery is very pleasant.

Xing Conglian raised the beer can and took a big sip.

During the question and answer, he was guided by Lin Chen to the core of the question, but he felt that it was irritatingly difficult just to think and answer such a virtual question.

But Lin Chen actually experienced such a moral dilemma, and such an experience did not fundamentally destroy him.He remains firm in his convictions and respects the world.

Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen's side face with a toast, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his face.

Lin Chen turned his head, and there was a hint of surprise in his expression.

"Hey, what's the matter." Lin Chen asked with his thumb rubbing his nose.

"Then Lin Chen, what choices did you make at that time?"