Chapter 1185: The Cry of the Lamb (Part 14)

Crisp and hurried footsteps sounded in the bright corridor. In front of the glass curtain wall running through the whole corridor, the bright green of the broad-leaved green plant leaves added a few points of vitality to the metal wall full of high-tech feeling.

No matter who it is, when they come to Wei En Tower for the first time, they will make such an exclamation. This doesn't seem like a company building, but an alien base.

But at the same time, one has to admit that such a style, which is rigorous but not rigid, highlights a calm temperament, but also carries vitality, will indeed make people full of praise.

When Amanda Waller's figure appeared at the corner, her expression was not relaxed at all, but her brow was furrowed. Her body language was telling that she actually didn't want to come here at all.

But, there is no one in this world who can refuse Bruce Wei En's invitation. There never was, and there never will be.

When Amanda stopped in front of the office door, she took a deep breath. She understood that this time, the person she met was not a student of Gotham University or Schiller's proud disciple, but the controller of the Wei En Group, which is undoubtedly the world's number one in terms of scale, volume, and wealth.

Still the same sentence, the world must listen to Bruce Wei En's voice. When he invites someone to have a conversation, even if it's just talking about what he ate for lunch, the other party must try to guess the intention of this super group controller from his short few words, and Amanda is no exception.

The leading employee walked up, knocked on the door gently, and a thick and low "please come in" came from inside the room.

When Amanda walked in, Bruce, wearing a shirt and suit pants, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking down at this city.

His figure was tall and straight, his temperament was outstanding, and his face was handsome, perfectly matching the world's evaluation of him—"a peerless genius in the business world, a dissolute playboy under the pomegranate skirt".

"Ms. Waller, please sit down." Bruce stretched out his finger and pointed to the chair on one side of the coffee table in the reception area. Waller sat down with no expression and unbuttoned her long suit.

A waiter on the side walked up and wanted to take the handbag she was holding, but Amanda didn't pay any attention to it at all, just put the bag on one side of the table.

Bruce gave the waiter a wink. After the waiter sent the coffee over, he turned and left the wide top floor. The office was left with only two people.

"I heard that you have encountered some trouble recently?" Bruce said straight to the point: "I think Wei En Group should have places where we can help. At the same time, you should also be able to help me."

"You are much more straightforward than most entrepreneurs I have met." Amanda said.

Bruce heard the implication in her words. These were all small means of negotiation in the business world. It sounded like she was flattering him, but in fact, she was indicating that she had many partners and hadn't fallen into a helpless situation yet.

"I know that besides having the support of the FBI, you have also obtained the approval of many military personnel, and even in Congress, there are some people who hope your plan can serve them. You are a quite excellent manager and promoter, but I think no one in this world can refuse to listen to my conditions."

Bruce placed both hands on the desktop, crossed his fingers, and leaned his body forward, showing an aggressive posture.

He was a very strong male, so when he made this posture, Amanda subconsciously leaned her body backward until she leaned on the back of the chair. This was an attitude of avoidance.

"Mr. Wei En, I know what you are doing by inviting me here today." Amanda stared into Bruce's eyes and said: "We don't speak in riddles. In the prison and experimental field I built, your teacher is imprisoned. You hope to conduct some interest exchange with me, fish him out, and hope I won't hurt him. But I want to tell you that this is impossible."

Amanda stretched her head forward slightly, looked at Bruce's face and said: "My parents and younger brother died in a cruel serial murder case. I have an irreconcilable hatred for all serial killers in this world, including your teacher, who was also my teacher, Schiller Rodriguez."

"In this world, no one can stop me from taking revenge on them. Making them feel pain is my lifelong mission. I don't care whether anyone supports me or not, and I don't need more support. The cruelty of this group of criminals is the biggest bargaining chip I have to convince everyone."

"Any ordinary person should not empathize with such criminals." Amanda's eyes were full of coldness, and she continued: "They regard us as pigs and dogs, so we must regard them as enemies. In order to deal with them, we can do whatever it takes."

When Amanda's voice fell, she wasn't sure if she saw a trace of complex emotion in Bruce Wei En's eyes. It looked a bit like a student who saw a classmate who couldn't pass the exam exceeding himself.

And what shocked Amanda was that Bruce's first sentence was: "Ms. Waller, I think you are very right, I think so too."

Just when Amanda slowly widened her eyes, Bruce revealed a barely perceptible smile. He continued to lean his body forward, stared at Amanda and said: "Therefore, I am not asking you to release Schiller."

"Then what do you want to do?" Amanda suddenly raised her vigilance.

Actually, she wasn't afraid of Bruce wanting to buy or bribe her at all. Just as Amanda herself said, she did this experiment indeed with the support and help of many people. Perhaps these people who supported her had other motives, but Amanda was purely for revenge.

No matter which angle she stood from, she had justice and public reason. Her painful experience in the past made no one qualified to blame her for treating serial killers so cruelly.

And just as she said, ordinary people shouldn't empathize with this group of criminals at all. Rejecting them, hating them, and hating them is normal. And if someone feels they are pitiful, this is actually another kind of Stockholm syndrome.

Or rather, serial killers are not anti-moral or anti-legal, they are completely anti-human. Every human being has the responsibility and obligation to make them receive the punishment they deserve.

"I express sympathy for your encounter, and also understand all the measures you took against them in prison. But forgive me for being blunt, this is not a sustainable model, Ms. Waller. You don't have the ability to complete this experiment at all."

Amanda widened her eyes. She stared at Bruce dead and said: "What did you say?!

"I said, I fully understand your motivation. You hate these serial killers, which is very normal. Everyone should think so." Bruce opened his hands slightly and said: "I think the method you came up with is also no problem. This group of serial killers has no human rights, but it's not that anyone deprived them of their human rights, but they gave them up themselves."

"They regard themselves as creatures higher than humans, think they are not social humans, and are not even humans. Then naturally they don't enjoy the human rights that humans should enjoy. Since they gave up human rights themselves, then your method of treating them is no problem."

"The only problem is that you can't suppress them for a lifetime through the method you are using now. You absolutely can't do this."

"Why?!" Amanda raised her tone and said: "I have carefully prepared for this for more than ten years, and now everything is going smoothly. Why do you deny my results of so many years?!"

"What did you do to Schiller?" Bruce suddenly changed the topic and said.

Amanda paused. She looked into Bruce's eyes and said: "Even if you make more cover-ups, your purpose is actually still Schiller."

"Of course, you and I both know how special he is. He is the leader of the flock. To get the flock, you must first get him."

Hearing Bruce's words, Amanda snorted coldly and said: "But I'm afraid you don't have this opportunity anymore, because yesterday he entered the operating room and accepted a transformation surgery. And now whether he can move, or even whether he can stand up, is decided by me."

"Then did he bow his head to you?" Bruce asked.

Amanda's expression suddenly stiffened.

She recalled the scene yesterday. That man was cut open, his muscles were slashed, and he was almost taken out of his spine, almost bleeding out all his blood, only one step away from death.

He lay on the operating table in such a wretched posture, but still commented on Amanda high above, saying she had no talent and no talent.

There is no doubt that this ignited Amanda's anger. This kind of anger was just delayed, not disappeared. And today, after she came here, Schiller's proud disciple actually said this to her again.

Amanda took a deep breath. She had reached the edge of explosion. She stared coldly at Bruce and said: "I don't need him to bow his head to me! This group of damn criminals won't bow their heads to anyone. They are unrepentant!"

Bruce shook his head. He continued: "This is just because you didn't grasp their weakness. Besides, do you really think your those restraint measures can lock them up?"

Amanda stared at him silently. Bruce placed his elbows on the desktop, placed his hands crossed under his nose, and said in a very firm tone:

"Ms. Waller, I know that the results you have worked hard for so many years make you feel very proud. You think it is foolproof and will definitely achieve a result."

"Now, I deny everything you have done. It looks like I want to grab your results, but the fact is, if I really want to do this, I don't need to notify you."

Bruce lowered his eyelids and continued: "You should know that Wei En is not just a business group, or rather, the current Wei En Group is more than that."

"Heavy industry and military industry related to the national lifeline are the foundation of our foothold. Essentially, Wei En Group is a super complex group larger than the military-industrial complex."

"And, Wei En Group is a family group. Although I need to be responsible to some shareholders, most of the power is still concentrated in my hands."

"No one will object to me providing a considerable amount of funds in the name of charity, so that the Federal Anti-Violence and Terrorist Activities Department can make some achievements in a new prison."

Amanda's face became darker and darker, but Bruce nodded and said: "Yes, I know, this project is highly valued within the FBI, and many people are looking forward to its results, so I don't intend to interfere with your plan in such a rough way."

"I just hope that this plan can proceed more smoothly. Wei En Group can help your plan find omissions and fill gaps, making it more perfect. Please believe that in dealing with criminals, we have common interests."

Looking at Amanda's slightly shaken complexion, Bruce revealed a smile and said: "You should be considered my senior sister, so when I say you don't have the ability to do something, you feel offended, but I actually don't have this meaning."

"How about this, let's make a bet, how about it?"

Seeing Bruce's calm expression, Amanda knew that things couldn't be done, so in order not to let her hard work be violently plundered, she had to take a step back and ask: "... What do you want to bet?"

"You think that serial killers like Schiller will never bow their heads..."

"Then let's bet on whether I have the ability to make him bow his head."