When they reclaimed the sea and swallowed up their homes, they used love as their shield; when power and capital encircled and suppressed them, they used their side by side as their blades. Chen Yan and Su Mei, from the secret alliance of the inspection team to the companions of the beach restoration, during the 11-year struggle, love is the tacit understanding of late night evidence collection, the concern of the test of life and death, and the soul resonance under the mangroves. "The Trial of the Sea" makes ecological justice and hard-core love two-way gods!
In 2013, Chen Yan, a former official of the National Development and Reform Commission, entered into the southern coastal reclamation project with the dream of "ecological city building". As soon as I received the environmental impact assessment report, I saw that the "mangrove survival rate" on page 17 had been changed from a 30% death warning to "5% controllable." Late at night, secretary Zhao Tianxiong handed over the sea view house agreement, and in Gao Zhiyuan's office, the note "speed up the progress" was placed under the petition letter from the fishermen, and he was shocked to realize that he had entered into a trap of power and capital.
On the night when the seawater flooded the village, Chen Yan stuffed evidence into a fisherman's house and had red paint thrown at his door. On the day after his divorce, his car's brakes suddenly failed on a bridge by the river. In a desperate situation, Su Mei of the State Oceanic Administration came with "confidential" original monitoring records: "To overturn the situation, we must rely on real evidence."
From the loss of the first instance in the Maritime Court (the key witness recanted his confession), to the Provincial High Court's testimony of "Gao Zhiyuan's bribery recording" in court, to the Supreme Procuratorate's hearing of Zhao Tianxiong's overseas confession - this "private prosecution" has faced life and death at every step. But after Gao Zhiyuan Shuanggui and Zhao Tianxiong were imprisoned, Chen Yan saw that the newly planted mangroves turned yellow overnight, and the torn pages of the environmental impact assessment from that year were buried under the tidal flats.
It wasn't until the sunset dyed the sea and the fish were swirling around the reef that he understood: What the sea wanted was never "conquering", but someone who dared to expose the lies in the darkness and plant light back into the intertidal zone.
