The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1193 The Cry of the Lamb ([-])

With a "snap", in the dark room, the incandescent light bulb hanging from the ceiling lit up. The light was not soft, but rather dazzling.

Amanda Waller sat on one side of the table, and Schiller sat on the other side. Schiller's heavy collar was fastened to the back of the chair. Amanda held a remote control in her hand. She looked at Schiller and said:
"The jaw-fixing switch will be turned on, Professor, you can talk now, but you'd better not try to convince me that it must be bad to be shocked, right?"

With a "click", the sound of the lock being opened sounded, but Schiller remained silent and did not speak. Amanda looked into his eyes and said, "Do you think you have nothing to say to your former students? And ashamed, so dare not speak?"

Amanda's eyes stared straight at Schiller, staring at Schiller's pupils sunken in the shadow of the browbone, she said word by word:
"The reason why you stopped me from taking revenge on those lunatics was because you were also one of them. You were in cahoots with them, and you must pay the price for it."

"Amanda..."

When Schiller's deep and hoarse voice sounded, Amanda felt cold sweat all over her body instantly. When she looked at Schiller's face again, it seemed that she didn't recognize the professor.

Amanda found that her teeth were trembling and her fingertips were trembling. She told herself desperately not to be afraid, but she was still overwhelmed by panic.

"I'm sorry, your family members died in a brutal serial murder, but I didn't do anything for you, and I stopped you from continuing to track down the murderer."

Amanda stared into Schiller's eyes, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "You said I used the wrong method, but is your method correct?! Schiller, you are the most arrogant lunatic in the world !"

Amanda suddenly showed a sneering smile, and she gave a "chi" and said, "Your plan to form a club of serial killers to control and influence them has completely failed."

"In less than two weeks since you left, those lunatics have completely broken free from the reins and started to go crazy with reckless abandon, committing crimes all over the Federation."

"And what's even more ridiculous is that their dying struggle seemed so weak that it only lasted for more than a week, and then the case was solved and the murderer was arrested."

"These arrogant lunatics like you failed to make a decent cry, and then, like you, they will spend the rest of their lives in the dark felon prison."

Schiller raised his head slightly, as if looking at a window that didn't exist in mid-air, then he shook his head slightly, and said to Amanda:
"It's you, Amanda, who are really arrogant."

Schiller lowered his head and looked at Amanda with dark eyes. Amanda didn't see any resentment in his eyes, even though he knew that it was his former student who planned all this and imprisoned him here. And use sensory deprivation torture on him.

This aggravated Amanda's inner fear, and she began to desperately want to take the initiative and do something to protect herself.

So, she instinctively pressed the electric shock button, Schiller twitched again, and then squeezed out a sigh from her throat.

But it's a pity that Amanda didn't see pain and anger in his eyes, but saw what made her feel terrified, what appeared in her nightmares countless times, the kind of excitement before the lunatics took action.

"You're really crazy," Amanda said.

"But you know, why am I crazy?" Schiller asked rhetorically.

"Schiller, please be sober, this is not in a university class, nor in your office, I am interrogating you now!"

"Look, Amanda, that's what you are, you don't understand me, you don't even know me, you don't know what I've been through in the past few years, you don't know what has changed in my mind, you don't know anything, just sit in front of me, and feel strange and terrified of my performance."

"You are crazy." Amanda repeated, she gritted her teeth and said, "Why should I understand these crazy people?! They are my enemies! I wish they could disappear from this world forever!!"

"But you can't...uh..."

Amanda's trembling hands tightly clenched the remote control, but the tragedy of Schiller's electric shock did not give her any sense of security in her heart, and she even became a little short of breath.

"You damn lunatics, you damn murderers!!! You should be locked in a dark cell forever and spend the rest of your life in pain! This is the price you should pay, why should I understand you?!"

“If you don’t understand them, you can’t make them feel pain,” Schiller said, panting. “It’s like right now, you think you’re punishing me, you’re making me feel pain, but you’re not.”

"I know, you're crazier than them." Amanda stood up, walked around the table, walked to Schiller's side, looked at him and said, "A whole week of total sensory deprivation hasn't made you cry , didn't even confuse your mind, Schiller Rodriguez, you're so crazy that it's frightening!"

"You said that serial killers started committing crimes, and then suddenly disappeared or were brought to justice?" Schiller asked suddenly.

Amanda, who was walking behind him, let out a sneer and said in a mocking tone: "Yeah, this is the last struggle of these fragile little lambs. There is no strength, and the weakness makes people want to laugh." .”

Then, Amanda heard a series of low-pitched laughter coming from behind, and the shock brought by the sound was stronger than the cold wind in hell.

"What are you laughing at?" Amanda stopped behind Schiller's chair and asked in a raised voice.

"I'm glad I'm . . . ," Schiller began.

Before Amanda could continue speaking, Schiller said in the same low tone:
"Over the past few years, I've met a kid who has the same, if not more, hatred for criminals than you do."

"He was tough and indifferent, using his strong physique and advanced equipment to cover up his confusion and pain."

"He's not confused by his hatred." Schiller shook his head lightly and said, "It's his talent, his talent that is exactly the same as the serial killers, and even stronger than them. "

"He doesn't want to be the criminal himself, and for this reason, he's on the way to fight criminals, and he doesn't even want to deprive them of their lives."

"He wants to show his strength, but he just seals up his most powerful part, so that it will never see the light of day."

"But now, I have opened that lock, and he understands what is real... Only criminals can deal with criminals."

Just as Amanda was about to say something, the door was knocked open with a "bang", and Davis rushed in with a look of panic on his face. He took a deep breath, looked at Amanda and said, "William Denechet is dead."

Amanda frowned deeply. She first cast her eyes on Schiller like lightning, but then she realized that Schiller had been staying in her field of vision, and there was no time to commit crimes. .

So, she looked at Davis quite dissatisfied and said, "He's not one of us, he's dead when he dies, why are you panicking?"

"But he died at the FBI base in the metropolitan area!" Davis glanced at Schiller, and Amanda immediately understood that Davis was referring to the base where Schiller was being questioned.

Davis gritted his teeth, walked over to Amanda and whispered: "William's death was horrific. He was forced into a transparent box less than half a square meter, and died of internal organs broken due to self-extrusion. , and... when it was stuffed in, it was still alive."

Davis looked around, lowered his voice, and said, "We all know who William and Thalia belong to. I know you can't stand their finger-pointing, and you've always wanted to use these brutal criminals." , deal with them."

"But it is impossible for the FBI to accept that such a horrible murder occurred in its own base! This is a slap in the face of all violent law enforcement agencies in the United States!"

"I didn't do it!" Amanda gritted her teeth and said, "The experiment finally landed smoothly, why should I trouble myself?!"

Davis took a deep breath, put his hands on his hips, looked at Amanda and said, "The problem is that before your experiment comes to fruition, those lunatics are already so cruel, you think other people will believe you Will the experiment be successful?"

"A group of mice are crazy enough to pull their teeth out of the cat's mouth. Who would believe that we can tame them?!" Davis said with a raised tone.

"What's more, the identities of William and Thalia are very special. Don't forget that the killer organization called the League of Assassins did a lot to catch these brutal killers!"

"Of course I know! Otherwise, how could I let them dictate my plan?!" Amanda said angrily.

She glanced aside and said in a bitter tone: "They claim to be the most powerful killers in the world, so how can they not hide from that group of killers?! They are incapable of themselves, so they still want to blame us? "

"Amanda! This is not the time to be angry!" Davis looked at her and persuaded: "We must find the murderer as soon as possible, whether it is to eliminate him or throw him into this prison, we must hurry up and find the murderer. Only by making an explanation and proving that we are experts in this field can the plan continue!"

Amanda took a deep breath, as if she had made a major decision, she looked into Davis' eyes and said, "Start the second phase early, and I want those crazy people to understand that they should cherish their freedom." time, instead of provoking me again and again!"

Davis stared at her with wide eyes and said, "Are you crazy?! The first phase of the plan is not even halfway through. The craziest serial killers you have collected in the world have not been tamed at all. You You actually want to let them out like this??!!!”

Amanda's expression remained cold, the muscles around her nose twitched, and she said in a firm tone: "A week of sensory deprivation has driven most of them into frenzy, and they already know it hurts."

"Besides, we are not completely lifting the restrictions of physics, what about Dr. Fitzgibbon? How are the preparations for the miniature bomb that was supposed to be put into use in the second stage?"

Seeing Amanda's expression, Davis knew that she had made up her mind. He took a deep breath and said, "Dr. The safety of the experiment cannot be guaranteed.”

Amanda slowly closed her eyes. After a moment of silence, she quickly walked back across the table, put her hands on the table, stared into Schiller's eyes and said, "Professor, it's your turn to appear."

"What are you going to blackmail me with?" Schiller asked calmly.

"I didn't intend to blackmail you, this is what you owe me, the price you have to pay for avenging the students who blocked you back then." Amanda said.

"You owe me this." Schiller tilted his head slightly and said, "I'm preventing you from going to die."

Amanda slowly stood up from the table. She raised her head slightly, looked at Schiller from a different angle, and said, "I knew, I can't expect you lunatics to feel guilty."

"Your most valued student, Batman, the grandfather of Bruce Wayne's adopted son, Dick Grayson, was murdered. The murderer's next target is the Grayson couple in Bludhaven."

Amanda slowly lowered her body until she was close to Schiller's eyes, and said to him: "The murderer who wants to kill them is not simple, and ordinary people are fragile enough. If you don't help me, the accident will be worse than tomorrow Come soon, the student you value will never want to be a father."

Schiller looks Amanda straight in the eye for the first time, and he looks down.Looking at Amanda from above the eyes, the originally gentle and calm eyes disappeared, revealing a kind of indifference for the first time.

Amanda stared at his eyes for a while, then turned around with a cold expression, and said in the same cold tone:

"Go ask Dr. Fitzgibbon to come over. We need some special means to get this famous professor to cooperate."

After finishing speaking, she walked behind Schiller, supported the back of Schiller's chair with one hand, bent over, tilted her head, and said next to Schiller's ear:
"Professor, you are not afraid of pain, are you?"

　Critical

　
(End of this chapter)