In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1208: The Cry of the Lamb (20)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

Amanda stood in the center of the office at the FBI base in Lavella County, Metropolitan Area, and said in an angry voice:

"It's impossible for me to control all the killers in this world, and it's impossible for me to be responsible for all the murders in this world! Even if this case happened in the FBI."

"However, Miss Amanda, you have to understand that nothing good has happened to the FBI since your lamb plan was carried out. Without your plan, perhaps this murder case would not have happened in In the base."

Opposite to Amanda, an old man in a suit with gray hair pushed his glasses and said: "You have to understand me, I am only responsible for the FBI organization in the metropolitan area, and the higher authorities just want to be able to I got a positive answer from you, after all, you refused to answer my calls a few days ago."

Amanda turned her head aside, and she said with a straight neck: "My lamb plan has nothing to do with this eucalyptus. I have nothing to explain!"

"Amanda, your attitude is not helpful to solve the matter. I know that this brutal murder that happened at the Ravela County base may not necessarily be directly related to your Lamb Project. You Probably didn't know it, but the question is, how many people think they're connected?"

"This eucalyptus has disgraced the FBI in the entire metropolitan area. We need someone responsible for this. Do you want that to be you?"

Amanda took a deep breath, with an expression of humiliation on her face, but soon she pursed her lips and lowered her tone, and then said: "Sorry, something happened to me recently, so I'm not in a good mood, I will work hard to adjust my state and give everyone an explanation."

The old man stepped forward and patted Amanda on the shoulder, and walked past her. Amanda closed her eyes, and the muscles around her mouth and neck kept trembling.

After everyone left, Amanda shook her head vigorously, when Davis opened the door and said to her, "Amanda, we have to go back."

But Amanda seemed to explode suddenly. She turned her head and stared at Davis fiercely and said, "What did you call me?"

Davis froze for a moment, then said, "Amanda?"

"You used to call me Ms. Waller! Because I was your boss, and I still am, and you are disrespecting me and disrespecting me!"

Davis was a little surprised and said: "But we have worked together for such a long time, and it is a little bit of honor to call it honorific? I won't let my subordinates insist on calling me by my last name?"

But Amanda stepped forward quickly, stared into Davis' eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Because you got on Wayne's line, he bought you, and you took his money, you feel I have something to rely on, so I don’t take me seriously...you are all like this!"

"Amanda, calm down, it's good news that Wayne is willing to take over this mess, otherwise, we will have to bear the responsibility of the FBI."

"What a mess?!

" Amanda screamed in a raised voice, "You think my plan is a mess? ! You already thought so, right? "

"Of course not, otherwise, why should I join this project? It's because I agree with your philosophy that I work under your hand. I haven't made any big mistakes for so long, right?" Davis Also seemed a little irritable.

"Amanda, things have already happened, and we can only be considered unlucky. You just happened to implement the plan to contain serial murderers, and you ran into a vicious murderer doing it in the FBI base. Even if no one else The evidence proves that these two things are related, but you can't stop them from thinking in this direction."

"Wayne is right. Now we don't have the ability to implement this plan. If he is willing to take over, then we will cooperate with him. As long as the final result is good, isn't it enough?" Davis He tried hard to persuade.

Amanda clenched her fist tightly, she took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision,

She showed a somewhat reluctant smile at Davis and said: "Sorry, Davis, I lost control of my emotions just now, what you said is right, as long as my hard work over the years does not go to waste , let's go back first."

Davis didn't think about it, and took the plane with Amanda back to the super prison in Florence, Colorado. As soon as he entered the prison, Amanda said to Davis:

"The death of a prisoner due to improper custody was also a bit troublesome. I am afraid that the Colorado State Assembly will be held accountable for this. You'd better go there and ask them to see if they have any intentions."

Davis thought for a while, pushed his glasses and said: "I'm not worried about the parliament, but I'm afraid that some media will notice this. It just so happens that a congressman I know owns two newspapers. I'm going to make an appointment with him." Have a meal."

Amanda nodded and said, "Thank you."

After Davis left, Amanda clenched her fists again. She paced the corridor at the door of the office for half an hour, but finally said to a security guard next to her: "You go to the No. 3 cell. The prisoner is brought to the interrogation room, and I will conduct a special interrogation on him.”

"However, Miss Amanda, the prisoner in Cell No. 3 has been marked with the highest risk level. Mr. Wayne forbids anyone to contact him, and even canceled all mental examinations."

"Who is the person in charge of this prison?" Amanda stared into the eyes of the security guards and said, "Are you planning to write the bribery on your face?"

"Sorry, I'll go right away."

Amanda went down the stairs and soon came to the inquiry room.

After pushing open the door, Schiller, who was sitting in the center of the room, was raising his head, asking the security personnel to adjust the position of his mask.

Schiller was still unable to speak, but Amanda read a sentence from his eyes: "Amanda, we meet again."

Amanda, holding the key, stood in the middle of the room, looking at the prisoner covered with security measures, but felt that she was the prisoner who was forced to stand.

Schiller blinked, and Amanda read another sentence between the changes in his eyes: "Did they put a lot of pressure on you?"

Amanda gently turned her head to one side, her Adam's apple was trembling, her arm muscles were tense, and her eyes were red.

"Open his mask." Amanda said, trying to suppress her trembling voice.

The security personnel took off Schiller's mask. Schiller let out a soft sigh first, and at the end of the sigh, he said in a low voice:

"Stupid girl..."

Amanda could no longer control her emotions. She was like a volcano that had been brewing for a long time but never had a chance to erupt. She was shaking like an electric shock.

She staggered a few steps, put her hands on the table, looked at Schiller with tearful eyes and said, "They want to take it all away, Wayne, Davis, the FBI , they are all robbers, **** robbers..."

Schiller raised his eyes and looked at Amanda and said: "As a researcher of psychology, you should be very clear that it doesn't mean that a person who speaks softly and has a good attitude towards you means that he is on your side. It's not that a person who speaks sharply and hits the nail on the head must be your enemy."

Schiller leaned back on the back of the chair, no longer stared at Amanda, but looked at the air next to him and said: "Miss Waller, actually, I don't understand, what kind of hatred do we have that can make You have always firmly felt that only I am your enemy?"

"What is it that drives you, makes you treat everyone as teammates in order to deal with me, or even ignore them at all, do they have common interests with you?"

"Have I wronged you with my evaluation of you?" Schiller stared Amanda in the eyes and said, "If you were not a stupid girl, you would know that there are many people who would allow you to propose a plan and You work hard to make it happen, but you will never be allowed to get its fruit.”

Amanda was panting constantly, her hands on the table were closed into fists, and her nails were deeply pierced into the flesh. Schiller glanced at her hands and said: "If you are not without talent, you will not If you don't have any resistance, let Wayne take your rights."

"It is true that there are many people in this world who work for money, but if you really have enough charisma and are a good leader, will those subordinates who betray you feel at ease and feel no guilt at all?"

"If you are not too emotional, blinded by hatred, and will not remember until there is no way out, is your mentor and savior capable and willing to help you?"

Amanda stood there in a daze. After a while, she slowly turned her gaze over, looked at Schiller and said, "...are you willing to help me?"

"Since the two of us first met, we haven't had any conflicts. It's your unilateral feeling that I have an enmity with you, but I don't actually think so, because I'm not a simple-minded, emotional person. Stupid girl."

Amanda pursed her lips and straightened her body. She glanced at the collar on Schiller's neck and said, "Even if I treat you in this cruel way?"

"So you know, this method is very cruel." Schiller blinked again and said, "Because of your ignorance and wishful thinking, I was tortured with sensory deprivation for two weeks, and I also underwent an extremely cruel torture. Inhuman surgery, you also let the switch of the controller fall into Wayne's hands."

Amanda wiped her eyes, and her tone became a little anxious: "I don't know, you were actually..."

"Don't mention it again." Schiller shook his head and said, "I will want to help you, just because I have to teach Bruce Wayne a lesson."

Amanda couldn't take her eyes off Schiller's face, she couldn't do anything now, or rather, she didn't dare to.

The face of Schiller in front of him was pale, his eyes were deeply sunken in their sockets, and he looked dim, but everyone could read the madness and nervousness in it.

Every natural born killer in this world is a control freak, a sadist, and a psycho.

They have never been the only ones who have violated other people's territories, and if someone dares to offend them, they will definitely retaliate tenfold.

"You know what? I don't care that Bruce Wayne makes me confess, or puts me in jail, or that he tortures me, or tries to use some device to control me, or that he Concerned about bloodshed, pain and humiliation."

Schiller always behaved very gracefully, never hysterical, only his gray eyes could show his indifference and madness.

Amanda heard Schiller say in a low breathy voice:

"But he lost the most basic manners. When he saw me again, he didn't even say hello to me. I hate rude people."

"He has to pay the price for this and get enough painful lessons."

When Schiller moved her eyes to Amanda, Amanda took a step back instinctively, she lowered her head, covered her mouth with her hands, and couldn't say a word.

In an instant, all the expressions on Schiller's face disappeared, and the terrible oppressive feeling disappeared, and he became calm and elegant again. He looked at Amanda and said in a leisurely way: "Tell me about the current situation. The situation."

"The FBI has completely distrusted me. They put a lot of pressure on me and asked me to explain the murder that happened at the Ravella County base. They just want me to be responsible!"

"Davis and most of the security staff are on Wayne's side. He also has a remote control to control the nano-nerve control device. The chances of us being able to resist him are already very slim." Amanda Said very embarrassingly.

"That's for you." Schiller shook his head lightly and said, "I'm different from you. I haven't spent so many years living alone. I still have quite a few friends."

Amanda opened her mouth, she looked at Schiller with a complicated expression and said, "Bruce Wayne is really your good student, you two are exactly the same...Sorry, professor."

"Remember that phone call?" Schiller looked up at Amanda.

Amanda frowned deeply. She recalled the scene that day and asked, "Who is Lucifer?"

"A son who has had conflicts with his father and has been entangled for thousands of years~IndoMTL.com~ Schiller summed it up very briefly. Before Amanda could speak, Schiller grabbed her It said earlier: "He can't provide us with any direct help..."

"But because he is also a father's son and knows me very well, he can bring me the ally I want most."

"What are we going to do?" Amanda asked.

"Do nothing, you get out of here and let me stay here until the night."

"Why?" Amanda asked very puzzled.

"Because the night belongs to Batman."

There was nothing special about the night in Colorado, it was equally deep and dark, and the inquiry room with only one small window turned into complete darkness as night fell.

Schiller sat quietly in the middle of the room, with a very calm expression, as if waiting for someone to come to the appointment.

The hands of the clock turned to the position of 1:05 in the morning. In an instant, there was a slight movement in the quiet room, and Schiller then said:

"It seems that Lucifer did not disappoint me."

The black shadow who had just entered the room paused for a moment. When those gray eyes swept over him, he knew that he had found the right person.

"You seem to know that I will come." A deep voice sounded.

Schiller didn't answer, he just looked at the black figure who entered the room, he was tall and strong, with a long cloak wrapped around his body.

The faint light shone on him, and the shadow elongated behind him, covering the corner of the entire room and most of the ceiling.

At the end of the shadow, the most striking thing is the two long pointed ears.

"Long time no see... Or, it's nice to meet you for the first time, Batman."