The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1183 The Cry of the Lamb ([-])
This time the interrogation room has changed again. For the first time, there are cold railings, separating the interrogated object from the interrogated object. The chairs are no longer so comfortable, and the iron rings used to fix the handcuffs and shackles are flickering under the lights. With an icy luster.

But like the rest of the room, it's still dimly lit, save for a small square window above the chair that lets in a little moonlight, and Schiller's gray eyes with barely visible pupils when Bruce enters the room.But it showed some gentleness in the cold moonlight.

Bruce walked to the railing, but instead of sitting down, he looked back at the agent who had ushered him in.

The detective nodded to him and said: "Mr. Wayne, considering your safety, please don't get too close to the suspect. No matter what he says, you are not allowed to put your limbs into the railing, let alone Try the lock on the door, or throw anything through the bars."

After finishing speaking, the agent turned and left, and closed the door. Schiller raised his head, looked at Bruce across the railing and said, "Don't be so nervous, sit down."

"Sick." Bruce said a word in a deep voice.

Schiller nodded and said, "It took a while to get them to find me a nice suit. I don't like those dead colors that make me look like a stuffy old pedant."

"And I will appear here, of course, to announce that you have achieved very good results in the make-up exam. You have handled all aspects very well. Which aspect do you want to hear first?"

Bruce narrows his eyes at Schiller and asks, "Did you kill Jimmy?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "I thought that even when your blood was drawn, you would concentrate on listening to me next door. I have already said that I don't kill people, and I have no interest in physical abuse."

"Let's talk about the part about the female police officer Angela first." Schiller said.

"After Angela found you, she hoped that you could come up with an effective plan, but what she thought was that you would use the power of the Wayne Group to ensure the fairness of the trial."

"But you persuaded her, can you tell me how you persuaded her?"

Bruce stood there, staring into Schiller's eyes. His state was very tense, several times more tense than facing the arrogant Schiller. The calm and gentle Professor Schiller in front of him made his hairs stand on end.

"After Angela found me, she was very anxious. She was very worried that an unfair trial might cause Schiller to be wronged. I used her anxiety to persuade her."

"I told her that I could mobilize the power of the Wayne Group to influence the outcome of the verdict from the political and business circles, and even directly bribe the FBI agents to fabricate perjury."

"Are you provoking her rebellion?" Schiller asked.

Bruce nodded and said, "Angela Dodgson is a policewoman with a very sense of justice. Even if she has received favor from Schiller, she doesn't want someone to use such despicable means to affect judicial justice."

"And, based on what she knows about you, she's not even sure whether you really abused those students. She wants to save you, but also wants to ensure fairness and pursue justice in the judicial process."

"So I said to her, if we don't use this method, we have to find factual evidence in Schiller's favor."

"If the evidence does exist, but it's just been buried, then we dig it up and publish it in court, it doesn't affect justice."

"Angela felt very anxious and had no ideas, so I said to her that the best way to verify whether a teacher is qualified is his teaching level. However, we have no way to let Schiller give a lecture in court, so the best A good way is to collect some paper evidence."

"Angela has a master's degree in criminal investigation and inspection from two well-known universities. She immediately thought that by observing the level of Schiller's students' thesis, he could determine his teaching level."

"Everyone knows that it is difficult for undergraduates to produce forward-looking or innovative results in papers, and the research is often not deep enough, but if you can pick out one or two outstanding papers, it can at least prove that Schiller is serious He is teaching his students, not just using his position to bully them."

"Very smooth logic." Schiller commented, but then he raised another question: "How did you let Angela choose your paper? How did you explain it to her? How does a playboy who is not an academic write a paper that is far above the average level?"

Bruce took two steps back, pulled the chair he had pushed away and sat down, touched his cock, and said:
"When she was looking for papers, I deliberately chatted with her about her study life, so I learned from her that she has two master's degrees."

"This female police officer is serious, serious and responsible, and has been working on the front line for a long time, which makes her feel that she has the responsibility to guide and correct every citizen in society."

"Angela is older than me. When I deliberately complained about the boring study in the chat, she instinctively hoped to guide me on the right path, and persuaded me to study hard, cherish the time on campus, and not waste time."

The corner of Schiller's mouth raised slightly, he leaned forward, and asked with some interest: "What about after that?"

Bruce lowered his head and pursed his lips, his expression seemed a bit tangled. After a moment of silence, he still said:

"I pretended to be unintentional, and mentioned to her that my parents died when I was young, and I took on the heavy responsibility of the Wayne Group alone."

"Vulnerability." Schiller uttered a word. He smiled and looked at Wayne and said, "What surprises every man is that a lot of times, what attracts women is not their strength, violence, and masculinity." part of the character, but precisely a sense of vulnerability."

Bruce took a deep breath, and continued Schiller's words: "Men hate and worship patriarchy, and women fear and obsess over patriarchy. If you blindly oppress them, their personality will regress, resulting in confusion and hatred. But if you step back, their personality moves forward, which creates excitement and love."

"When I told about my unfortunate childhood experiences, Angela understood my complaints, and even thought that my ignorance and dissolute behavior were justifiable."

"When I regressed my personality back to childhood, she would take the initiative to take a step forward and put herself in the position of an elder or a mother. Maternity is one of the sources of female compassion."

Schiller nodded sharply, then looked into Bruce's eyes, motioning for him to continue.

"So, when I asked her to read my thesis, Angela couldn't refuse, because she felt that I couldn't hurt my self-esteem."

"In this case, she couldn't have said something like, 'Just look at what you can write,' and she thought it was well worth wasting some time encouraging me."

"So she found my dissertation and did a general reading. Her university courses will definitely include criminal psychology, and the topic of my dissertation is related to this, so she can see that this dissertation levels far above average.”

"Angela expressed surprise and doubts about this, and at the same time, she also had doubts. Her first suspicion was that I might have found a ghostwriter, but Officer Angela is a person who likes to seek truth from facts, and she prefers to find evidence by herself. "

"She asked me questions about several points in the paper, and I answered them truthfully, so she figured out for herself that I had indeed written the paper."

"Then, she felt puzzled again. In my description to her, I was a student who hardly went to school, never handed in homework on time, and had very poor grades. She wanted to know how I wrote such a article."

"Did you tell her straight up?" Schiller asked.

Bruce shook his head and said: "The truth that is too specific is indeed more convincing, but sometimes people will lose the room for association, and if it is just a hazy and vague hint, the other party will feel that some of them cannot be said. It may not be a good thing for me to hear the reason."

"I vaguely hinted that this matter has something to do with Schiller. I guess, Angela may think that Schiller helped me polish this article, hoping to get help from the Wayne Group."

"So, Angela made up all this to a reasonable level, because Schiller had helped me academically, so when she found me, I immediately agreed to help her save Schiller, for my The level of thesis and my willingness to help Schiller's actions find the same reason."

"Afterwards, she felt that a student with such poor grades could write an article of this level, and the evidence was convincing enough, so she decided to submit my thesis to the public inquiry tomorrow. In, made public."

Schiller smiled again, looked at Bruce with a smile in his eyes and said, "Now that we're talking about it, let's talk about it, why are you doing this?"

Bruce lowered his head slightly, pressed his fingers on the center of his brow, and said in a rather helpless tone: "Although Professor Schiller passed my thesis, his final evaluation of my thesis...

"He said that he knew that he would go to hell one day, so he decided to read this article to Satan every night, so that I would not meet him in hell."

(End of this chapter)