Chapter 1183: The Cry of the Lamb (Part 12)

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

Amanda Waller sat on one side of the table, while Schiller sat on the other. The heavy collar on Schiller's neck was fixed to the back of the chair. Amanda held a remote control in her hand. She looked at Schiller and said:

"The switch fixing the jaw will be opened, Professor. You can speak, but you'd better not try to persuade me. The taste of being electrocuted must not be good, right?"

With a "click," the sound of the lock opening sounded, but Schiller still remained silent and didn't speak. Amanda looked into his eyes and said: "Do you feel you have nothing to say to your former student? Or is it that you are ashamed of this, so you dare not speak?"

Amanda's eyes stared straight at Schiller, staring at the pupils sinking into the shadows under Schiller's brow bone. She said word by word:

"You stopped me from taking revenge on that group of madmen at the beginning, completely because you are also one of them. You are in collusion with them. You must pay the price for this."

"Amanda..."

When Schiller's low and hoarse voice sounded, Amanda instantly felt cold sweat covering her whole body. When she looked at Schiller's face again, she felt as if she didn't recognize this professor anymore.

Amanda found that her teeth were chattering, and her fingertips were also trembling. She desperately told herself in her heart not to be afraid, but she was still drowned by the emotion of panic.

"I am very sorry, your family died in a cruel serial murder case, but I didn't do anything for you, and even blocked you, not letting you continue to pursue the killer."

Amanda stared at Schiller's eyes dead, and said in a slightly trembling tone: "You said I used the wrong method, but could it be that your method is right?! Schiller, you are the most arrogant madman in this world!"

Amanda suddenly revealed a mocking smile. She made a "chi" sound and said: "Your plan of forming a serial killer club to control and influence them has completely failed."

"That group of madmen completely broke free from the reins in less than two weeks after you left, and started to go crazy wantonly, committing crimes frantically all over the federation."

"And what's more ridiculous is that their deathbed struggle looked so powerless, only lasting for a week or so. Subsequently, the cases were solved, and the killers were arrested."

"These madmen who are as arrogant as you didn't make any decent cry, and next, they will also be like you, spending the rest of their lives in a dark maximum-security prison."

Schiller lifted his head slightly, as if looking at a window that didn't exist in mid-air, and then he shook his head gently and said to Amanda:

"The truly arrogant one is you, Amanda."

Schiller lowered his head, looking at Amanda with eyes sinking into the shadows. Amanda didn't see any resentment in his eyes, even though he knew clearly that it was her former student who planned all this, imprisoned him here, and used sensory deprivation torture on him.

This increased the emotion of fear in Amanda's heart. She began to urgently want to occupy the initiative to do something to protect herself.

Thus, she instinctively pressed the electric shock button. Schiller twitched again, and then squeezed a sigh from his throat.

But unfortunately, Amanda didn't see any pain and anger in his eyes, but saw the kind of excitement before madmen acted that had appeared in her nightmares countless times.

"You are really crazy." Amanda said.

"But do you know why I went crazy?" Schiller asked back.

"Schiller, wake up. This is not a university classroom, nor is it your office. Now I am interrogating you!"

"Look, Amanda, you are just like this. You don't understand me, and don't even know me. You don't know my experience in these few years, don't know what changes my thinking has undergone. You don't know anything, just sat in front of me, and felt strange and fearful about my performance."

"You are really crazy." Amanda repeated it again. She gritted her teeth and said: "Why should I understand this group of madmen?! They are my enemies! I wish they would disappear from this world forever!

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

Amanda's trembling hand clenched the remote control dead, but the miserable state of Schiller being electrocuted didn't make her heart gain any sense of security. Even her breathing became somewhat rapid.

"You group of damn madmen, damn killers!

!! You should be locked in a dark prison forever, spending the rest of your lives in pain! This is the price you should pay. Why should I understand you?!"

"If you don't understand them, you will never be able to deal with them." Schiller said while panting: "Just like now, you think you are punishing me, making me feel pain, but actually it's not."

"I know, you are crazier than them." Amanda stood up, walked around the table, walked to Schiller's side, looked at him and said: "A whole week of complete sensory deprivation couldn't make you cry for your father and mother, and didn't even make your thinking produce a little confusion. Schiller Rodriguez, you are crazy enough to make people afraid!"

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

Amanda, who was pacing behind him, let out a sneer and said in a mocking tone: "Yes, this is the last struggle of those fragile little lambs, powerless, weak enough to make people want to laugh."

And then, Amanda heard a series of low laughter coming from behind. 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 raised her tone to ask.

"I am... feeling happy." Schiller said.

Before Amanda could continue speaking, Schiller said in the same low tone:

"In the past few years, I met a child who, like you, has deep hatred for criminals, even more than you."

"He appeared tough, cold, and used a powerful physique and advanced equipment to cover up his confusion and pain."

"He was not confused because of his hatred." Schiller shook his head gently and said: "But because of his talent, because of his talent that was completely consistent with serial killers, and even stronger than them, he felt painful."

"He didn't want to become a criminal himself. For this, on the road of fighting criminals, he didn't even want to deprive them of their lives."

"He wanted to show his strength, but he sealed his most powerful place, letting it never see the light of day."

"But now, I opened that lock. He understood what is truly... only criminals can deal with criminals."

Amanda just wanted to open her mouth to say something, "bang," the door was knocked open. Dai Weisi rushed in, his expression still carrying a hint of panic. He took a deep breath, looked at Amanda and said: "William Denechet is dead."

Amanda frowned deeply. She first cast her gaze on Schiller like lightning, but soon, she reacted. Schiller had been waiting in her field of vision, and it was impossible for him to have time to commit the crime.

Thus, she looked at Dai Weisi with some dissatisfaction and said: "He is not one of our people, if he dies, he dies. What are you panicking about?"

"But he died in the FBI base in the Metropolitan area!" Dai Weisi glanced at Schiller. Amanda immediately understood that Dai Weisi was referring to the base where Schiller was being questioned.

Dai Weisi gritted his teeth, walked over and approached Amanda and whispered: "William's state of death was very terrible. He was stuffed into a transparent box of less than half a cubic meter, died of internal organ rupture caused by self-extrusion, and... when he was stuffed in, he was still alive."

Dai Weisi looked left and right, lowered his voice even more, and said: "We all know who William and Talia are people of. I know you can't stand them pointing fingers, and have always wanted to use these cruel criminals to deal with them."

"But the FBI cannot accept such a terrible murder case happening in its own base! This is slapping the face of all violent law enforcement agencies in the United States!"

"It wasn't me who did it!" Amanda gritted her teeth and said: "The experiment finally landed smoothly, why would I find trouble for myself?!"

Dai Weisi took a deep breath, put his hands on his hips, looked at Amanda and said: "The problem is that your experiment hasn't had a result yet, and that group of madmen has already been cruel to this point. Do you think others will believe your experiment can succeed?"

"A group of mice, already crazy enough to dare to pull teeth in a cat's mouth, who will believe we can tame them?!" Dai Weisi raised his tone and said.

"What's more, the identities of William and Talia are very special. Don't forget, the killer organization that calls itself the League of Assassins has contributed a lot to catching these cruel killers!"

"I know, of course! Otherwise, how could I let them point fingers in my plan?!" Amanda said quite angrily.

She cast her eyes to one side and said in a hateful tone: "They call themselves the most powerful killers in the world, how could they not dodge that group of killers?! They don't have the ability themselves, and still want to blame us?!"

"Amanda! Now is not the time to fight for breath!" Dai Weisi looked at her and persuaded: "We must find the killer as soon as possible, eliminate him, or throw him into this prison, we must quickly give an explanation to prove that we are experts in this area, so that the plan can continue!"

Amanda took a deep breath, as if she had made a major decision. She looked into Dai Weisi's eyes and said: "Start the second phase in advance. I want to let that group of madmen understand that they should cherish their free time, instead of provoking me again and again!"

Dai Weisi widened his eyes and looked at her and said: "Are you crazy?! The first phase of the plan didn't even reach halfway. The craziest serial killers you searched for all over the world haven't been tamed at all. You actually want to let them out just like that??!"

"!"

Amanda's expression was always cold. The muscles around her nose twitched, and she said in a firm tone: "A week of sensory deprivation has already made most of them fall into madness. They already know pain."

"Besides, we are not completely lifting physical restrictions. Where is Dr. Fitzgibbon? How is the micro-bomb that should be used in the second phase prepared?"

Seeing Amanda's expression, Dai Weisi knew that her mind was made up. He took a deep breath and said: "Dr. Fitzgibbon's research results were completed a year ago, but without mental control, the safety of the experiment cannot be guaranteed at all."

Amanda slowly closed her eyes. After being silent for a while, she walked back to the opposite side of the table quickly, put her hands on the table, stared into Schiller's eyes and said: "Professor, it's your turn to appear."

"What do you plan to threaten me with?" Schiller asked calmly.

"I didn't plan to threaten you. This is what you owe me, the price you must pay for blocking your own student from taking revenge at the beginning." Amanda said.

"This is what you owe me." Schiller tilted his head slightly and said: "I was blocking you from going to die."

Amanda slowly stood up from the table. She lifted her head slightly, looked at Schiller from another angle, and said: "I knew it, I shouldn't expect you group of madmen to have any sense of guilt."

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

Amanda slowly leaned her body down until she was close to Schiller's eyes, and said to him: "The killer who wants their lives is not simple, and ordinary people are fragile enough. If you don't help me, accidents will come faster than tomorrow. The student you value will never be able to become a father."

Schiller looked directly into Amanda's eyes for the first time. He lowered his head and looked at Amanda from above her eyes. The originally gentle and calm eyes disappeared, and for the first time, a kind of cold emotion was revealed in his eyes.

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

"Go and invite Dr. Fitzgibbon over. To make this famous professor cooperate, we still need some special means."

After saying this, she walked behind Schiller, held the back of Schiller's chair with one hand, bent down, tilted her head, and stuck to Schiller's ear and said:

"Professor, you won't be afraid of pain, right?"