Chapter 1172: The Cry of the Lamb (Part 1)

When Shiler's words fell, the whole room was silent.

Female officer Angela was the first to walk out from behind the semi-circular long table, came to Shiler, looked into his eyes, and said, "Professor, although this is not a public interrogation facing the media and the public, every word you say will be recorded, and you must be legally responsible for it!"

"I am certainly aware of that." Shiler looked into her eyes and said, "I am more aware of what I am saying than any of you. What you need to do now is put handcuffs on me and then go find the corpse."

"Where is the corpse?" Angela narrowed her eyes and asked.

"3rd floor."

"Specific location."

"This is the scope of work for FBI agents." Shiler turned his head to look around and said, "I killed someone on your turf. Surely you don't need me to tell you the location of the corpse, right?"

The agent who had replaced Jimmy walked up. He signaled to Angela with his eyes, and Angela stepped back two steps somewhat unwillingly.

This white male agent pushed his glasses, looked at Shiler, and said, "Hello, you can call me Dai Weisi. Professor Rodriguez, I hope you understand that the severity of malpractice and murder charges is completely different. You may face a heavy prison sentence of 40 years or more."

Shiler looked at him silently, so Dai Weisi nodded and turned to his subordinates behind him, saying, "Start the search. Report immediately upon finding the corpse."

Soon, one team of agents after another left the assembly hall. The clock hanging in the center of the wall in front of the assembly hall ticked away, the minute hand rotated forward grid by grid. As time passed, the expressions of everyone in the seats changed.

Dai Weisi's face grew darker and darker. Talia and William, sitting in the middle seats, narrowed their eyes. Angela's expression was solemn, and Bruce was expressionless. Obviously, some parts of the development of the situation exceeded their expectations.

After a full 43 minutes had passed, an agent finally walked in. The moment he pushed open the door, everyone's eyes focused on him.

"We found the corpse of Jimmy Andris in a cabinet in the utility room on the 3rd floor. He died from his heart being pierced. The time of death was about 1 hour and 30 minutes ago. It cannot be determined yet whether the utility room was the primary crime scene."

"What about the murder weapon?" Dai Weisi asked.

"None found, but according to the observation of the wound, Andris's heart was pierced by a pen. The murderer pierced his heart from the back of the body. The technique was very skilled, and the movement was clean and neat."

Instantly, everyone's eyes were on Shiler again. An agent held a pistol in both hands and moved slowly toward Shiler.

Shiler raised both hands. Another agent walked up, searched him up and down, and then found a fountain pen in his pocket.

Dai Weisi put on gloves, took the fountain pen, and placed it before his eyes. He turned the pen body with his hand but found no residual blood or other traces.

"Did you kill Jimmy in the utility room?" Dai Weisi asked.

"The utility room cannot be the primary crime scene." A voice sounded, but it didn't come from Shiler in front of Dai Weisi, but from the back of the assembly hall.

Bruce left his seat, walked down the steps, and said, "The last person Jimmy saw before he died, besides the murderer, was me. He had just finished questioning me. Based on your understanding of his character, would he stay in the utility room with so many important materials?"

"Mr. Wei En, we should listen to the murderer's confession." Dai Weisi stared at Bruce, who was walking over.

"But the murderer will lie." Bruce didn't give an inch. He glanced at Roman and Thomas, who were standing in the seats somewhat blankly, stepped forward, and looked into Dai Weisi's eyes:

"I don't care about any so-called mental control and abuse, because I feel that only weak-willed people would go there and cry and complain."

"But Roman and Thomas can be considered my friends. The Wei En Group has business dealings with the Sionis and Elliot families. If the two of them are involved in a murder case, I feel that I have the necessity to ensure that you can act impartially and not let any criminal go."

Dai Weisi saw Bruce's meaning. Dai Weisi knew that before this, Bruce Wei En's stance must have been on Shiler's side, because this professor's reputation was closely linked to him. If he could help, he certainly would.

But the premise was that Shiler was only accused of malpractice by his students, which was completely within the range that the Wei En Group could reverse.

But if Shiler committed murder inside the FBI base, that was completely hopeless. And at this time, as a businessman, Bruce Wei En should quickly distance himself, or even kick him while he's down, so that the other party would never have a chance to turn things around.

Sure enough, he is a shrewd businessman, Dai Weisi thought. Turning his face is faster than turning a book, and the change of stance is effortless.

"Mr. Wei En, I really didn't expect that you actually have a talent for criminal investigation?" Another figure walked up and stood beside Dai Weisi, looking at Bruce, saying: that was William DeNechette.

"I'm not a detective." Bruce said. He shook his head slightly and said, "However, anyone with normal intelligence should be able to think that the first stop for Jimmy, holding important materials, could not be the utility room."

"Then where do you think his first stop was?" Black-haired Talia walked out from behind William, looking at Bruce with interest.

"I'll say it again, I'm not a detective, let alone an agent. This is your duty." Bruce shook his head slightly, spread his hands, and said: "I am just providing you with a clue that you might have forgotten. The rest is none of my business."

After speaking, he paced slowly to the side of the semi-circular long table, rested his hands on it, and looked at the group of people opposite him: "I pay so much tax every year to support you, not for you to ask me here where the murderer killed someone."

Dai Weisi cleared his throat, pushed his glasses, and said: "Sorry, Mr. Wei En. None of us want such a tragedy to happen. Now we need to talk to the suspect alone. Please wait here for a while."

After speaking, Dai Weisi signaled behind him. Two agents walked up, put handcuffs on Shiler, and took him out of the assembly hall. And Dai Weisi glanced at Bruce, who had sat down again, and turned to leave.

Bruce had just sat down when he found a shadow covering the ground in front of his feet.

He looked up, and the sexy woman with long black hair was standing beside him, leaning over, her long hair brushing against Bruce's forearm.

"Got a smoke?"

Before Talia's long hair left, Bruce used his index finger to lightly hook the tip of her hair.

"... Sure."

Shiler walked through the long corridor and came to a room that was an interrogation room in name. There was only one chair in the center of the room, and nothing else.

Without anyone's instruction, Shiler walked over and sat down, placing his handcuffed hands on the crossbar connecting the two armrests of the chair.

Dai Weisi followed closely behind. When the agent guarding the door closed the door, Dai Weisi turned on the lights in the room, looked at Shiler, and said: "Professor Rodriguez, let's not beat around the bush... Someone wants you to shut up."

Before Shiler could respond, Dai Weisi stretched out a hand, as if to soothe him, and said: "Of course I know that you have the ability to make all this public. We could have a long lawsuit to carefully analyze whether you abused your students and whether you committed murder and illegal imprisonment."

"But please think rationally, does doing so really have any benefit for you?" Dai Weisi stood in front of Shiler, looking down at him:

"Yes, those two children who accused you might not have any substantive evidence, and even whether you murdered Jimmy has no decisive evidence, but none of that is the point, do you understand?"

Dai Weisi took a fountain pen out of his pocket and looked at Shiler, saying: "I think you should have discovered long ago that a pen that doesn't belong to you was placed in your jacket. This is just a small means, not an outstanding frame-up."

"But if you insist on fighting us to the end, this kind of small means will appear in your life for the next few decades, one after another, until you die of old age."

Dai Weisi sighed softly and said: "Professor, you should understand that we have been very merciful. Precisely because we respect your status in academia and your academic achievements, and believe that you are one of the rare talents in the Federation, we didn't use more forceful means."

"Otherwise, why would you think that a leftist scholar who has already made it clear that he is related to the Americas incident could be treated so gently?"

Dai Weisi's gaze gradually became cold. Shiler looked into his eyes and said: "It seems this isn't the first time you've done this."

"You know I care about my education career. First, you incited my students, using their ignorance and stupidity to make some harmless accusations against me. You didn't expect that this kind of accusation could refute me."

"As long as I come here, there are traps waiting for me one after another. You found a chief examiner with a sense of justice and good popularity, killed him, and framed me. As the suspect being investigated by him, I have both the motive and the ability to kill him. As for the evidence..."

Shiler's gaze looked at the fountain pen in Dai Weisi's hand and said: "To you, evidence is not important. You have plenty of ways to manufacture evidence that convinces the media and the public."

"If this still can't refute me, the next person to die should be Roman or Thomas. I will be portrayed as a ruthless murderer who killed his own students to escape punishment."

"If this still can't pull me into the abyss, you will show Bruce Wei En, whom you deliberately lured here, that I might threaten the interests of the Wei En Group. You will use the Wei En Group to incite the media and nail me to the pillar of shame."

"Just as you said, if these still can't shake my status and make me shut up, in the rest of my life, this kind of drama will be staged countless times. One day, I won't be able to hide."

"Professor Rodriguez, I admire your wisdom and foresight very much." Dai Weisi began to pace in place and continued: "You anticipated these and pleaded guilty directly in the assembly hall, which is advancing by retreating, wanting to negotiate conditions with us."

"In my career, there aren't many people as sensible as you. Most people think that their noble social status and good reputation will accompany them for a lifetime, so when we want to talk to them, they show disdain."

"But in the end, these people can only denounce our insidiousness and unfairness in remote and cramped black prisons."

Dai Weisi didn't avoid using some negative words to describe his work. He stopped, turned to look at Shiler, and said: "But we are the ones who do this work. Considering that you are willing to lighten the burden of my work, I am willing to give you a chance to negotiate conditions with us."

Shiler nodded, as if accepting his fate. He said: "I know what you want, so I won't propose conditions like 'Can I get away with this'."

Dai Weisi nodded, seemingly satisfied with Shiler's attitude. Shiler continued: "I hope you can satisfy my three requirements."

"Go ahead."

"You went to so much trouble just to make me go to jail. I can guarantee that I won't cause you any trouble on the way to prison or during my sentence, but I have a requirement regarding the location of the prison."

"You aren't going to say you want to go to Cat Getan's Blackgate Prison, are you?" Dai Weisi rested his hands on the crossbar between the armrests of Shiler's chair and looked into his eyes: "Everyone knows that little Falcone is your proud student. What's the difference between you serving your sentence in Cat Getan prison and going home?"

Shiler shook his head, looked up at Dai Weisi, and said: "On the contrary, I can serve my sentence anywhere, except Cat Getan."

Dai Weisi frowned and narrowed his eyes, seemingly wanting to know what the significance of Shiler's request was, but Shiler immediately started talking about the second requirement:

"Before I go to serve my sentence, I hope to see Bruce Wei En, and I hope that my conversation with him will not be monitored by anyone."

"Are you counting on him to save you?"

Shiler shook his head again and said: "I hope he can help me tell my proud student not to look for trouble with you."

Dai Weisi heard the warning in his tone. Shiler's implication was that if he wasn't allowed to see Bruce, or if their conversation was monitored, Shiler would definitely find a way to let the new Godfather find trouble for the FBI.

Dai Weisi certainly knew he couldn't show that he was afraid of a mafia boss, but the fact was that Cat Getan was indeed too evil. Shiler was willing to bow his head, so he didn't need to create extra trouble.

"The third requirement is..." Shiler looked down at his suit and showed a look of disgust, saying: "You put things in my jacket pocket without my consent, which makes me feel very uncomfortable, so before I leave, I hope to change into a different set of clothes."

Dai Weisi released his hands, stood up straight, lowered his eyelids, and looked down at Shiler. After a while, he said:

"Many people don't understand our work, thinking that our lifelong pursuit is to oppress others and manufacture unjust cases, but we are just tools of the state machine. The state's position only has interests, not justice."

"Professor, you chose a way that is most decent for the FBI to handle this matter. You treat us and our work with the greatest respect, so naturally, we don't mind maintaining your decency as much as possible."

Dai Weisi personally opened the chair and handcuffs for Shiler, extended a hand to him, and looked into his eyes: "We have agreed to all three of your conditions, and after you are released from prison, we are willing to provide the greatest help for your future employment as much as possible. You should know where to find me."

Shiler extended a hand and shook hands with Dai Weisi. Both of them were as calm as if they weren't enemies, but old friends who had known each other for many years.

In the FBI corridor, Angela quickly caught up with Bruce and stopped him, looking at him: "What on earth are you doing? Weren't we here to save Shiler?!"

Bruce walked forward expressionlessly and turned to look at the female officer: "You should ask what Shiler is doing. It wasn't me who made him admit to the murder charge."

"But, but..." Angela stammered, pressed one eye with her hand, and said: "Jimmy couldn't have been killed by Shiler. He didn't have the time to do it. Just a fountain pen can't represent anything."

"You have to tell that to the FBI people." Bruce said while walking forward quickly: "Ask them why they deliberately ignored the obvious timeline evidence and just wanted to convict him based on a pen."

Angela took two quick steps forward, blocked Bruce's way, and looked at him: "Bruce Wei En, don't you think you're a bit strange? You act as if you have victory in your grasp, but you actually haven't done anything. You seem very active, but also very passive. What on earth are you thinking?"

Bruce had just opened his mouth to answer when a series of rapid footsteps came from behind. The two turned their heads and saw a group of agents walking toward them.

"The murder charge against Shiler Rodriguez is established. Due to the extremely vile nature and method of his crime, he will be immediately detained, and after a non-public trial, he will be sent to prison to serve his sentence."

"Professor Rodriguez hopes that he can see you before he sets off... Please come with us, Mr. Wei En."

Bruce Wei En stared tightly at the agent's eyes and asked him: "What color clothes is Shiler wearing?"

"What?"

"I'm asking you, what color clothes is Shiler wearing now?"

"Uh... a dark red suit, light blue shirt, dark blue tie."

In an instant, Bruce's hand trembled, then he lowered his head and let out a long breath. ===== CHAPTER 1173 =====