[Comprehensive British and American] HE saves the world

"Do you think you've won, Johnny Jackson?"

Ada crossed her hands in front of her lower abdomen and leaned back on the back of the wheelchair. She felt soft and thick long hair surrounding her, like seaweed embracing a sunken ship in the deep sea.She even had the urge to laugh because of this metaphor, although it was only for a short second.

Or maybe she wasn't amused by the metaphor.

"You know, I once guessed who killed Euphemia." She smiled softly, "I guessed the Riddler, the killer crocodile, the Falconi family, and even Her parents and siblings. But in the end I crossed these people out of my guess, why do you think?"

The red-haired boy is still smiling, but his eyes have lost the smile: "Because they are stupid and low-level, they don't even have the most basic brains. They can't do the kind of unsolved cases that people can't solve."

Hearing this sentence, the smile on Ada's lips deepened, bringing out a dark shadow.

"No, it's because none of them are cowards, Johnny. None of them are. If they kill someone, they're not afraid of being known." She laughed, "But you're afraid, Johnny. You're a coward. "

"..."

The red-haired young man was not smiling this time, the muscles in his cheeks twitched slightly, his small eyes looked from behind the lens like snakes, and slid across her face viciously.

"You think that kind of brainless criminal is very brave?" He shook his head exaggeratedly, "I can't see that you are still an admirer of that kind of idiot, Dr. Lampelucci, wouldn't you be with those superficial women with big breasts and no brains?" Same, write love letters to serial killers, right?"

"No no no..."

There was a series of contemptuous flicks on Ada's lips, she shook her head lightly and subtly, "looked" in his direction with eyes that could not see anything, and showed an extremely contemptuous smile.It's like "watching" a vexatious child.

This series of movements made the tense muscles on Johnny's cheeks start to tremble, but Ada tilted her head at him as if she didn't care at all, and rested her elbows on the armrest of her wheelchair leisurely.

"You don't think your crimes are brilliant, Johnny?" She released her crossed hands and made a gesture of spreading them. "Come on, 6.35mm? Ladies pistol? My God—Johnny, You should be ashamed of this, really, deeply, deeply ashamed. You don't even want to [be like a man] let this [was done by a man]. God, I mean, God, you're such a soft|ball."

"..."

"..."

Bruce Wayne and David Rossi turned their gazes at the same time, looked at the delicate mouth in disbelief, and even couldn't help wondering if there was something wrong with their ears just now.

But Ada didn't care about their unbelievability at all. Rather, she became extremely calm when she became popular to a certain extent. She was as calm as a devil now, and she tapped her wheelchair armrest with her fingers leisurely.

"You coward." Facing the flushed male college student, she announced proudly, "Not only do you not have the guts to bear the consequences of your crime, you also don't have the guts to fight your victim head-on. You lurk in the shadows , calling her from behind, and then shot her while she was not paying attention—you dare not let her see your face. Because you know, if it is a frontal confrontation, with your thin arms and legs No chance, you can't even subdue a woman taller than you - God, Johnny, you're not as tall as Euphemia!"

The red-haired male college student was shaking with anger.He is not as good at concealing his emotions as he thought, he is good at acting as if nothing happened, he was so angry that he was trembling with his breath, after a few heavy gasps, his face was still flushed, but his tone was calm because of trying to suppress it down.

"It's really low-level to say such things, Dr. Lampelucci." He forced a smile, "You don't think I'll be angry because of this, do you?"

"Liar." Ada sneered, "You are so angry that you want to blow my head off now, oh, but unfortunately you can't do it, because you have already thrown away the gun, right? How dare a coward like you keep it?" What about that kind of evidence? Let me guess, where did you throw that gun?"

Johnny Jackson's fist clenched suddenly.

"Calm down, boy."

A hand was on his shoulder, pushing him back into the chair when he was almost standing up, Johnny struggled a bit, but to his surprise, he couldn't get away from the hand of the famous Gotham playboy for a moment. .Bruce Wayne took a step back, raised his hand slightly, and shrugged at him.

"Whoa—I mean, whoa—you guessed exactly as I thought. Nothing new, no surprise."

Ada laughed even harder because of Johnny's actions. She nestled lazily into the wheelchair, resting her cheek with one hand, and lightly tapping the corners of her eyes with her fingers.

"Let me guess where you dropped it... the artificial lake at Gotham University, right? The one you can see from the window."

Johnny Jackson's breathing stopped abruptly.Then, as if he suddenly remembered that this would only aggravate his own suspicion, he refuted violently.

"What the hell are you talking about? Even if there are guns in the artificial lake, what does it matter to me? Do you think you can rely on this to frame me?" He turned his head and raised his voice to David Rossi, "Rossy Mr. Xi, as a former FBI, do you just watch this person slander me like this? She should not have the right to interrogate others!"

"Gosh, you're so new that I'm starting to get bored, 'little' Johnny."

Ada raised her eyebrows slightly, deliberately emphasizing the pronunciation of the word "small".Then she put down her hand and raised the corners of her lips in utter contempt.

"I said, don't you just leave a tape on purpose, stating how you plan to murder Euphemia? Please tell me I'm wrong, 'Little' Johnny is not bored enough yet This level, right?"

Johnny Jackson gritted his teeth as if trying not to show his true emotions, but his silence revealed enough in itself.

"Ask her out," he said. "Should I have the right to refuse to talk to this crazy woman?"

David Rossi didn't mean to speak, he just shrugged his shoulders, signaling his helplessness.

"Freedom of speech, boy," he said.

Ada laughed again, not sure if it was because the FBI was talking about free speech or because he had a bit of a snarky sense of humor.She took out the phone from her pocket, shook it in front of Johnny Jackson, then opened the flip and fumbled for the buttons on it.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Jackson, do you find it strange?" She smiled and changed her name, "Why haven't the police come yet?"

Johnny Jackson's pupils dilated slightly behind the lenses.

Ada smiled and pressed the dial button, and dialed Sakiko's phone number.

"Hey, is it Sakiko?" Her eyes rolled up, "Did the police find where he hid his pistol and videotape?"

"Found it, miss. As you guessed, the videotape is hidden in the dark compartment of his desk, and the pistol is in the lake. Since he stole the pistol from another girl, I We also found the surveillance video left when he stole the pistol three years ago."

"That's impossible!" Johnny Jackson jumped up, "This is a false accusation! I clearly—"

"You obviously?" Ada raised her eyebrows just right.

Johnny Jackson stopped talking immediately, and bit his lip tightly.

Ada laughed softly.

She knew exactly what he was trying to say.

——He obviously destroyed the surveillance camera, leaving no evidence of stealing the pistol|gun.

Three years is enough time to wipe out the evidence of a murder.What's more, Johnny Jackson, who has a strong anti-reconnaissance awareness, used guns that did not belong to him when committing crimes, put on shoes that were one size larger, covered up his appearance, and sank the pistol into a manual after the murder. Going to the lake, pretending to be an enthusiastic crowd to call for the commemoration of Euphemia... He really knows how to cover up his crimes.

The evidence that can convict him is really nothing but the videotape in which he confessed to murder.It is completely impossible to rely on this evidence to send him to prison.

However, Ada will not give him a chance to escape the law.

"You left more evidence than you thought, Mr. Jackson." She smiled. "You really don't do things as cleanly as you think."

——He actually did it cleanly enough.

But Ada has AI.Let me emphasize again, the super-advanced AI capabilities at the forefront of interstellar universe civilization are more terrifying than most people think.

AI does not have the authority to monitor and interfere with others.However, it is different for electronic products.

A surveillance record that Johnny stole her registered pistol from a classmate—the pistol that was used to murder Euphemia in the future—to recover such a surveillance, it is difficult for AI It is not difficult.

And, as it had assured her, it was an absolutely authentic surveillance video that no one could fault.

"I guess the police will soon find out that the breech of the pistol|gun you stole matched exactly to the bullet that killed Euphemia, and you had no credible alibi for that day. "

Ada pushed the wheelchair and approached Johnny Jackson, who was pressed by Bruce Wayne on the chair.

Facing the murderer who killed her once, she slowly, slowly bloomed a flower-like smile.

"I hope you can reflect on yourself in prison and really realize what you did, 'little' Johnny."

she said sweetly.

"No psychiatrist will give you a psychiatric certificate, boy, not a single one. You'll be shown to have committed this murder while fully conscious and fully aware of what you were doing, hopefully Your family can get you a good lawyer, Johnny—but only if you have a good lawyer willing to take the case. By the way, you won't be locked up in Arkham in this situation, It will only be sent to Blackgate Prison. What will happen after that? First degree murder, by the time you can get out of prison, 20 years have passed, right? Will your family still accept you after that? There will be people in this society who will accept you Are you? The best years of your life will be spent in prison. The bright future you once had within reach has become an unattainable dream. You can only live like a louse or a flea. You open—I hope you don't forget that it was the daughter of the House of Brittany that you killed."

Ada leaned closer to the boy, whispering in his ear in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"I'm sure there will be many people—many, many people—who would like to have a good discussion with you at Blackgate Prison about this great news you've made."

She stepped back and smiled sweetly.

"Good luck, boy."

The author has something to say:

The video tape is the plot of the original work, and the short story is expressed in the form of video tape.If it wasn't for Nunnali's inability to stand up, the hostess would never have talked to this grandson today.

She will give him a set of Mortal Strike (Physical).

But sometimes words speak louder than blades!

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