In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1189: The Cry of the Lamb (1)
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When Schiller's voice fell, the audience was silent.
The female police officer Angela came out from behind the long semi-circular table first, came to Schiller, looked into his eyes and said: "Professor, although this is not a public questioning for the media and the public, But every word you say will be recorded, and you must take legal responsibility for it!"
"Of course I know." Schiller looked into her eyes and said, "I know better than all of you what I'm talking about. What you have to do now is handcuff me and find the body .”
"Where is the corpse?" Angela asked with narrowed eyes.
"Floor 3."
"Exact location."
"This is the scope of work of the FBI agents." Schiller turned his head and looked around, and said, "I killed people in your territory, so I will tell you the location of the corpse. ?”
The agent who replaced Jimmy stepped forward, he gestured to Angela with his eyes, and Angela took two steps back unwillingly.
The male detective in white pushed his glasses, looked at Schiller and said, "Hello, you can call me Davis, Professor Rodriguez, I hope you understand the seriousness of malfeasance and murder Quite different, you could face a heavy prison sentence of 40 years or more.”
Schiller looked at him silently, so Davis nodded, turned his head and said to the subordinates behind him: "Start a search, find a dead body, and report immediately."
Soon, team after team of agents left the auditorium. The clock hanging in the center of the wall in front of the auditorium was ticking, and the minute hand rotated forward one by one, As time went by, the complexions of everyone in the seats changed.
Davis' face became more and more serious, Thalia and William, who were sitting in the middle seat, narrowed their eyes, Angela's face was serious, and Bruce's face was expressionless. Obviously, there was a certain part of the development of the situation It exceeded their expectations.
After 43 minutes, an agent finally came in, and the moment he opened the door, all eyes were on him.
"We found the body of Jimmy Andris in the cabinet of the utility room on the third floor. He died of a pierced heart. He died about 1 hour and 30 minutes ago. A crime scene."
"Where is the murder weapon?" Davis asked.
"Not found, but according to the observation of the wound, Andris' heart was pierced by a pen, and the murderer pierced his heart from the back of the body. The technique was very skillful, and the movements were crisp and neat."
In an instant, everyone's eyes were on Schiller again, and an agent slowly approached Schiller with a pistol in both hands.
Schiller threw up his hands, and another agent stepped forward, groped up and down him, and found a pen in his pocket.
Davis put on the gloves, took the pen, and put it in front of his eyes. He turned the pen around with his hand, but found no blood or other traces left behind.
"You killed Jimmy in the utility room?" Davis asked.
"The utility room cannot be the scene of the first crime." A voice sounded, but it did not come from Schiller in front of Davis, but from the back of the auditorium.
Bruce got out of the seat, walked down the steps, and said, "I was the last person Jimmy saw before he died, except for the murderer. What do you know about him, would he go to the utility room with so many important materials?"
"Mr. Wayne, we should listen to the murderer's explanation." Davis said, staring at Bruce who was coming.
"But the murderer can lie." Bruce didn't budge. He glanced at Roman and Thomas who were standing in a daze on the seat, stepped forward and looked into Davis' eyes and said:
"I don't care about the so-called mind control and abuse, because I think only weak-willed people would complain there."
"But Roman and Thomas are also my friends. The Wayne Group has business dealings with the Hiennis and Elliott families. If the two of them are involved in a murder case, I think, I It is necessary to ensure that you can enforce the law impartially and that no criminal will be spared."
Davis saw what Bruce meant, and Davis knew that before that, Bruce Wayne's position must be towards Schiller, because the reputation of this professor is closely related to him, if he can help, Definitely want to help.
But the premise is that Schiller is only accused of malfeasance by his students, which is completely within the scope of Wayne Group's reversal.
But if Schiller commits murder within the base of the FBI, it is completely hopeless. At this time, Bruce Wayne, as a businessman, should quickly put aside the relationship, or even add insult to injury, and let the other party Don't ever turn around.
Sure enough, he is indeed a shrewd businessman, Davis thought, turning his face is faster than turning a book, and the change of position is not sloppy.
"Mr. Wayne, I didn't expect you to have a talent for criminal investigation?" At this time, another figure stepped forward, stood beside Davis and looked at Bruce and said, that was William Denetchet .
"I'm not a detective." Bruce said, he shook his head slightly and said, "However, anyone with normal intelligence should be able to imagine that Jimmy, who holds important information, went to the first stop on the third floor. It can't be a utility room."
"Then where do you think his first stop will be?" Thalia the black-haired came out from behind William, looking at Bruce with great interest.
"I'll say it again, I'm not a detective, let alone an agent. , the rest is out of my control."
After finishing speaking, he walked slowly to the long semi-circular table, put his hands on it, looked at the group of people opposite and said, "I pay so much tax every year to support you, don't you ask me here?" , Where did the murderer kill the person?"
Davis cleared his throat, pushed his glasses, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wayne, we don't want such a tragedy to happen, and now we want to talk to the suspect alone. Wait here for a while."
After finishing speaking, Davis turned his eyes back. Two agents stepped forward, handcuffed Schiller, and led him out of the auditorium. Davis glanced at the seated man who had sat down again. Bruce, too, turned and left.
As soon as Bruce sat down, he found a shadow covering the ground in front of his feet.
As soon as he looked up, a **** woman with black long hair stood beside him, and bent down, her long hair brushed over Bruce's forearm.
"Is there any smoke?"
Before Thalia's long hair left, Bruce gently hooked the tip of her hair with his index finger.
"...Of course."
Schiller walked through the long corridor and came to a veritable interrogation room. There was only a chair in the center of the room, and there was nothing else.
Without anyone's instructions, Schiller walked over and sat down, and put his handcuffed hands on the crossbar connecting the two armrests of the chair.
Davis followed closely behind. When the agent who was guarding the door closed the door, Davis turned on the light in the room, looked at Schiller and said, "Professor Rodriguez, we don't know what to say." Secret words... someone wants you to shut up."
Before Schiller could respond, Davis stretched out a hand and said as if to appease: "Of course I know that you have the ability to make all this public, and we can have a long discussion. Lawsuit, to carefully analyze whether you have abused your students, and whether you have murdered and illegally imprisoned."
"But please think about it rationally. Is it really good for you?" Davis stood in front of Schiller, looked down at him and said:
"Yes, the two children who accused you may not have any substantial evidence, and even whether you murdered Jimmy, there is no conclusive evidence at all, but this is not the point, do you understand?"
Davis took a pen from his pocket, looked at Schiller and said, "I think you should have found out, a pen that didn't belong to you, was in your coat, This is just a small trick, not a good frame."
"But if you must fight us to the end, such small means will appear endlessly in your life in the next few decades, until you die of old age."
Davis sighed softly and said: "Professor, you should understand that we are already very kind, because we respect your status in the academic world and your academic achievements, and think that you are one of the few in the Federation. There are more rare talents, so we didn't use tougher methods."
"Otherwise, why do you think that a left-wing scholar who has identified his involvement in American events can be treated so softly?"
Davis' eyes gradually became cold, and Schiller looked into his eyes and said, "It seems that this is not the first time you have done this."
"You know, I am very concerned about my educational career. First, I incite my students, take advantage of their ignorance and stupidity, and make some trivial accusations against me. You have no hope that such accusations can refute me. "
"As long as I come here, there will be many traps waiting for me. You have found a presiding judge with a sense of justice and good popularity. The suspect he investigated, I have both the motive and the ability to kill him, as for the evidence..."
Schiller looked at the pen in Davis's hand, and said: "For you, the evidence is not important. You have a lot of ways to create evidence that convinces the media and the public."
"If this can't refute me, the next one to die should be Roman or Thomas. I will be portrayed as a ruthless murderer who killed his own students in order to get rid of the crime."
"If this still can't pull me down, you will show Bruce Wayne, whom you have deliberately attracted, that I may threaten the interests of the Wayne Group, and you will use the Wayne Group to incite the media, Nail me to the pillar of shame."
"Just as you said, if these still can't shake my position, let me shut up, in the rest of my life, this kind of drama will be staged countless times, and one day, I can't hide .”
"Professor Rodriguez, I really admire your wisdom and foresight." Davis began to pace in the same place, and then he said: "You expected this, and you confessed directly in the auditorium, which is to retreat , want to negotiate terms with us."
"During my career, there are not many people who are as aware of current affairs as you are. Most people believe that their high social status and good reputation will accompany them throughout their lives. Therefore, when we want to communicate with him When talking about it, the performance is dismissive."
"But in the end, these people can only denounce our insidiousness and injustice in a remote and cramped black prison."
Davis did not shy away from using some negative words to describe himself, he stopped, turned to look at Schiller and said: "But this is what we do, it seems that you are willing to ease my work a little For the sake of the burden, I am willing to give you a chance to negotiate terms with us."
Schiller nodded, as if accepting his fate, he said: "I know what you want, so I won't ask 'Can I get away with this' or something like that? condition."
Davis nodded, seemingly satisfied with Schiller's attitude, Schiller then said: "I hope you can meet my three requirements."
"Say it."
"You have spent so much effort just to let me go to jail. I can guarantee that I will not cause you any trouble on the way to prison or during my sentence, but I have a request for the location of the prison .”
"You don't mean to say, you want to go to Blackgate Prison in Gotham, do you?" Davis put his hands on the armrest of Schiller's chair, looked him in the eyes and said, "Everyone knows, little Falcone is your favorite student, what is the difference between you going to Gotham Prison and going home?"
Schiller shook his head, looked up at Davis and said, "On the contrary, I can serve my sentence anywhere, except Gotham."
Davis frowned and narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to know what the meaning of Schiller's request was, but Schiller immediately spoke about the second request:
"Before I go to serve my sentence, I hope to see Bruce Wayne, and I hope that my conversation with him will not be subject to any monitoring."
"Are you counting on him to save you?"
Schiller shook his head again and said: "I hope he can help me tell my favorite students not to trouble you."
Davis heard the warning in his tone. Schiller's implication is that if he is not allowed to see Bruce or monitor the conversation between them, Schiller will definitely find a way to let the new The Godfather got in trouble with the FBI.
Of course Davis knows that he can't show that he is afraid of a gang leader, but the fact is that Gotham is really too evil, Schiller is willing to bow his head, and he doesn't need to make extra troubles.
"The third requirement is..." Schiller looked down at his suit, showed a disgusted expression, and said, "You put things in my pockets without my permission. It made me very uncomfortable, so I wanted to change my clothes before I left."
Davis let go of his hands, straightened up, lowered his eyes, and looked down at Schiller. After a moment of silence, he said:
"Many people don't understand our work, and think that our lifelong pursuit is to oppress others and create unjust, false and wrong cases, but we are just a tool of the state machine, and the state's position is only interests, not justice."
"Professor, you have chosen the most decent way for the FBI to handle this matter. You have the utmost respect for us and our work, so naturally we don't mind, and we will keep it as much as possible. Your decency."
Davis personally opened the chair and the handcuffs for Schiller, stretched out a hand to him, looked into his eyes and said, "We have agreed to all three of your conditions, and after you get out of prison After that, we are willing to provide the greatest help for your future employment as much as possible, and you should know where to find me."
Schiller stretched out a hand and held Davis together. Both of them acted calmly as if they were not hostile, but old friends who had known each other for many years.
In the corridor of the FBI, Angela quickly caught up with Bruce, stopped him, looked at him and said, "What the **** are you doing? Aren't we here to rescue Schiller?!"
Bruce walked forward with a blank expression, turned his head to look at the female police officer and said, "You should ask Schiller what he is doing ~IndoMTL.com~ I didn't make him confess to murder."
"But, but..." Angela stammered, covered one eye with her hand, and said, "Jimmy couldn't have been killed by Schiller, he didn't have time to do it, just with a pen, It doesn't mean anything at all."
"You have to tell the FBI people about this." Bruce said as he walked forward quickly, "Ask them why they deliberately ignore the obvious timeline evidence and use only a pen He must be convicted."
Angela took two quick steps forward, stopped in front of Bruce, looked at him and said, "Bruce Wayne, don't you think you're a little weird? You act like you have a chance to win, but you In fact, you didn’t do anything, you seem to be very positive, but also very negative, what are you thinking?”
Just as Bruce opened his mouth to answer, there was a series of hurried footsteps behind him. As soon as the two turned their heads, they saw a group of agents walking towards them.
"Schiller Rodriguez was charged with the murder charges. Due to the extremely bad nature and methods of committing the crime, he will be detained immediately, and after a closed trial, he will go to prison to serve his sentence."
"Professor Rodriguez hopes that he can see you before leaving... Please come with us, Mr. Wayne."
Bruce Wayne stared closely into the eyes of the detective and asked him, "What color is Schiller wearing?"
"What?"
"Let me ask you, what color is Schiller wearing now?"
"Uh... dark red suit, light blue shirt, dark blue tie."
For a split second, Bruce's hands trembled, then he lowered his head and let out a sigh of relief.