Chapter 1173: The Cry of the Lamb (Part 2)

This time, the interrogation room had changed its appearance. For the first time, cold bars appeared, isolating the interrogation object from the interrogator. The chair was no longer so comfortable, and the iron rings used for fixing handcuffs and shackles flashed with a cold luster under the lights.

But like the other rooms, it was still dim, with only a small square window above the chair that could let in a sliver of moonlight. When Bruce walked into the room, Shiler's gray eyes, which could barely see the pupils, showed some gentleness in the cold moonlight.

Bruce walked to the front of the bars but didn't sit down. He turned back to look at the agent who had sent him in.

The agent nodded to him and said: "Mr. Wei En, considering your safety, please don't get too close to the suspect. No matter what he says, you must not extend your limbs inside the bars, and even more so, do not touch the lock on the door or throw anything into the bars."

After speaking, the agent turned and left, closing the door. Shiler looked up at Bruce across the bars and said: "Don't be so nervous. Sit."

"Pathological." Bruce said in a low voice.

Shiler nodded and said: "It took some effort to get them to find me a decent set of clothes. I don't like those dead colors; they make me look like a pedantic old scholar."

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

Bruce narrowed his eyes and stared at Shiler, asking: "Did you kill Jimmy?"

Shiler shook his head and said: "I thought that even when you were having your blood drawn, you would listen attentively to the me next door. I said I don't kill people, and I have no interest in physical abuse."

"Let's talk about the part concerning the female officer Angela first." Shiler said.

"After Angela found you, she hoped you could propose an effective plan, but she thought you would use the Wei En Group's influence to ensure the fairness of the trial."

"But you persuaded her. Can you tell me how you persuaded her?"

Bruce stood in place, staring fixedly at Shiler's eyes. His state was very tense, several times more tense than facing the arrogant Shiler. This Shiler professor, who appeared calm and gentle in front of him, made his hair stand on end.

"After Angela found me, she appeared very anxious, very worried that an unfair trial might cause Shiler to suffer an injustice. I used her anxious emotions to persuade her."

"I told her that I could mobilize the Wei En Group's influence to affect the judgment results from both political and business circles, and I could even directly manufacture false evidence by bribing FBI agents."

"Are you inciting her rebellious psychology?" Shiler asked.

Bruce nodded and said: "Angela Dodgson is a female police officer with a very strong sense of justice. Even if she had received Shiler's kindness, she wouldn't hope that someone would use such despicable means to affect judicial fairness."

"And according to her understanding of you, she couldn't even be sure whether you really abused those students. She wanted to save you and also wanted to ensure fairness, pursuing judicial procedural justice."

"So I said to her, if we don't use this method, we must find factual evidence favorable to Shiler."

"If these pieces of evidence indeed exist but were just buried, then digging them out and announcing them in court doesn't count as affecting judicial fairness."

"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 to look at his teaching level. However, we have no way to let Shiler give a lecture in court, so the best way is to collect some paper evidence."

"Angela possesses master's degrees in criminal investigation and verification from two well-known universities. She thought immediately that by observing the level of Shiler's students' papers, she could deduce his teaching level."

"Everyone knows that it is difficult for undergraduate papers to produce any forward-looking or innovative results, and research is often not deep enough. But if one or two outstanding ones can be picked out, at least it can prove that Shiler is seriously teaching his students, rather than just using his position to bully students."

"Very smooth logic." Shiler evaluated, but immediately after, he raised a question: "How did you get Angela to choose your paper? And how did you explain to her how you, a playboy who doesn't study, managed to write a paper far exceeding the average level?"

Bruce stepped back two steps, pulled over the chair he had pushed away before, and sat down. He touched his philtrum and then said:

"When she was looking for papers, I deliberately chatted with her about school life, so I was able to learn from her mouth that she possessed two master's degrees."

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

"Angela is older than me. When I deliberately complained about the boredom and lack of interest in learning in the chat, she instinctively hoped to guide me onto the right path, persuading me to study hard, cherish my school time, and not waste time."

Shiler's mouth curled up slightly. He leaned forward and asked with some interest: "And then?"

Bruce lowered his head and pursed his lips. His expression appeared somewhat conflicted. After being silent for a while, he still spoke:

"I pretended to be unintentional and mentioned to her my unfortunate childhood experience of losing my parents and taking on the heavy responsibility of the Wei En Group alone."

"Vulnerability." Shiler said a word. He looked at Wei En with a smile and said: "What surprises every man is that many times, what attracts women is not the strong, violent, and masculine parts of them, but precisely a sense of vulnerability."

Bruce took a deep breath and continued Shiler's words: "Men hate and worship patriarchy, women fear and obsess over patriarchy. If you suppress them blindly, their personality regresses, thus generating confusion and hatred. But if you step back, their personality advances, thus generating excitement and love."

"When I spoke of my unfortunate childhood experience, Angela understood my complaints and even thought that my lack of learning and dissolute behavior were understandable."

"When I regressed my personality to childhood, she would take a step forward, placing herself in the position of an elder or mother. Motherhood is one of the sources of women's sympathy."

Shiler nodded significantly, then looked into Bruce's eyes, signaling him to continue.

"So, when I proposed that I hoped she could look at my paper, Angela couldn't refuse, because she felt she couldn't hurt my self-esteem."

"In this situation, she couldn't say things like 'What kind of good article could you write,' thinking that wasting some time to encourage me was very worthwhile."

"So, she found my paper and read it roughly. Her university courses must have included criminal psychology, and the theme of my paper is related to this, so she could see that the level of this paper was far above the average level."

"Angela expressed surprise and doubt about this, and also developed suspicion. Her first suspicion was that I might have found a ghostwriter, but Officer Angela is someone who likes to seek truth from facts, and she prefers to find evidence herself."

"She asked me a few questions about points in the paper, and I answered truthfully, so she judged by herself that this article was indeed written by me."

"Following that, she felt puzzled. In my description to her, I was a student who almost never went to school, never handed in homework on time, and had very poor grades. She wanted to know how I wrote this kind of article."

"Did you tell her directly?" Shiler asked.

Bruce shook his head and said: "Too specific truth is indeed more convincing, but sometimes it also makes people lose the space for imagination. And if it's just a hazy and vague hint, the other party will feel that there are some reasons that can't be said, and it might not be a good thing to hear."

"I vaguely hinted that this matter had to do with Shiler. I guess Angela might have felt that Shiler helped me polish this article in the hope of obtaining help from the Wei En Group."

"So, Angela filled in the blanks to a reasonable degree by herself. Because Shiler had helped me in academic aspects, that's why I agreed to help her save Shiler when she found me, finding the same reason for my paper level and my willingness to help Shiler."

"Afterward, she felt that for a student with such poor grades to write this level of article, the persuasiveness of this evidence was strong enough, so she decided to make my paper public in tomorrow's public interrogation."

Shiler showed a smile again and looked at Bruce with smiling eyes, saying: "Since we're talking about this, let's talk about why you did this."

Bruce lowered his head slightly, pressed his eyebrows with his fingers, and said in a quite helpless tone:

"Although Professor Shiler let my paper pass, his final evaluation of my paper... He said he knew he would go to hell one day, so he decided to read this article to Satan every night so that I wouldn't meet him in hell." ===== CHAPTER 1174 =====