Chapter 2989

Counting the heartbeat of Williams in front of him, after confirming that he was unconscious, Schiller slowly restrained the strength on his arms, and then when he took back his arms, he used the thumb dislocation method to get rid of the handcuffs, reached out and dragged Williams, letting him sit on the chair next to him.

Schiller searched him for a while, but didn't find the handcuff key, so he deliberately made some movements to attract the subordinates outside.

He pushed the chair to the center of the room, let Williams's two hands go around the back of the chair, pretending that his hands were handcuffed. Schiller himself hid behind the chair and shouted to the people outside.

"Prepare a car for me, otherwise your boss's life will not be guaranteed."

"What are you doing? You lunatic! Let him go quickly!"

Schiller didn't need to look to know that he was aimed at by the muzzle, but he still said unhurriedly: "I know it's not easy to find a job in this era. He gave you a very good price, allowing you to afford to support your family."

"But I hope you can use your brains and think carefully. If you are really just an ordinary security guard, patrolling and watching surveillance easily every day, why would he pay you so much money? Do you think he is a fool?"

The few people outside looked at each other. It was obvious that Schiller hit the nail on the head. Williams was a businessman, not the gang bosses in Cat Getan before. All his employees were hired by him with money. Although having such a high-paying job in this era was enough to make people work for him, it also couldn't help but make people think about how this kind of thing that violated economic laws happened?

No capitalist is kind. Williams's size couldn't be called a big capitalist, but he was ultimately an old and cunning businessman. Everyone who got along with him could feel his shrewdness. How could such a shrewd businessman be willing to spend an extra sum of money in this era of economic downturn?

Since this money was spent, how could he not want dozens or even hundreds of times the return?

Actually, this group of people who got the money also had a premonition that what Williams did definitely wouldn't be anything good, but people are good at deceiving themselves. As long as the cold rain hadn't hit their faces, they could hypnotize themselves. And now, being ruthlessly exposed by Schiller, they finally realized and became scared.

Cat Getan now is different from before.

Schiller still intended to say something, but before he could speak, he heard someone step forward and say to his companions: "I'm a bit familiar with this voice, you step back and let me see."

Schiller had a bad premonition. Could it be that he ran into those bastards who betrayed their master?

Having taught at Cat Getan University for so many years, because of extremely high requirements and extremely bad temper, many students wanted to spar with Schiller. Of course, not physical duels, but academic confrontations.

Cat Getan never lacked geniuses, and there were still quite a few wild ways, almost succeeding. However, most people went to study behavioral science after studying and studying, and then they had to shake in front of Schiller after they researched some results. Although Schiller performed very indifferently every time, he really had thought countless times about releasing that shredder from his office.

Fortunately, a head that poked out from the side made Schiller feel very strange, but the other party called out in surprise and then said: "Professor Schiller, why are you here? Don't you remember me? I am Andre... a 1994 graduate of Cat Getan Vocational and Technical College, majoring in weapon engineering!"

Schiller recalled carefully and then said: "Is your surname Lawrence? How did you get here?"

"Of course, to make money." Andre put down his pistol. He turned his head to the few people behind and said: "Put down the guns, Professor Schiller is not someone you can offend. How have you been lately? Professor."

"The weather has been too hot lately... Speaking of which, do you know what this fatty is doing?"

"Not very clear, he didn't tell us either, but I guess it's some work of killing and dumping bodies. Often some strange corpses are transported to the crematorium. I feel this crematorium was built for this."

"Do you know why those people were killed?"

"Why?"

"They were silenced because they knew too much." Schiller kicked Williams's calf and said: "This guy is a child abuser, having abused and killed at least over a hundred children in ten years. You know what this means."

Andre gasped.

Of course, he came from a gang family, and it's not like he hadn't seen perverts, but the operating logic of gangs determined that whoever attacked children would become the target of public criticism.

The original Cat Getan was so rotten, and gangs left survival space for homeless children wandering the streets, because without children there would be no youth, and whoever ruled the jurisdiction without youth would be annexed due to insufficient manpower for shootouts.

People only pay more attention to children's rights in two situations. One is that the social living standard is high enough, and the high moral sense cultivated requires people to protect children well. The other is that the ruler needs a large amount of labor, so they must encourage childbirth and advocate the protection of children.

Only one kind of person will not care about the survival and development of the children's group at all, and that is those who have no morality and do not care about the future. They simply do not care about the impact of vicious child abuse cases on the birth rate. They are not even tyrants, do not feel that they rule this country and should be responsible for this country, but are just cowardly and greedy bloodsuckers.

"I don't know." Andre emphasized: "If I had known he was doing this kind of thing, I wouldn't have come. Consider me unlucky."

But soon, his face became ugly, because he suddenly remembered that if Williams was doing this kind of thing, then sooner or later he would find an opportunity to kill them all, because this kind of thing was even less presentable than crimes like drug trafficking, smuggling, and murder.

In Cat Getan, if you do the above work, people will only be surprised that you still have a side job, but once people know that you are a child abuser and have committed numerous crimes, then your business definitely cannot continue. No one will help such a person, because this has the risk of affecting reputation and dragging oneself down.

Once Williams's crimes are announced, his real estate company and he himself will be completely finished. Then, in order not to let the crimes be announced, he is afraid he will do anything.

The few people behind Andre obviously also thought of this point. One of them cursed and then said: "Jim introduced me here. Two days ago, he had a car accident for no reason. And do you remember that Angel? He also disappeared suddenly."

"Has anyone of you seen the old employees from the previous batch?" Andre's tail tone gradually lowered and said: "There were still a few when we first came, now it seems they are all gone..."

The atmosphere in the room fell silent.

"Professor, please help us." Andre immediately revealed a pleading look, put his hands together toward Schiller and said: "I know I don't learn well, but my dad also contributed when transforming the living hell. He even donated money to the primary school there. You must help us this time!"

"I was just about to ask, since your surname is Lawrence, how could you do this kind of work?"

"The family changed to a company system, everyone has to go to work, but my dad has a very bad temper and offended too many people. When washing ashore, he didn't stand in a good position. Now he has been squeezed to the edge. Although life can still go on, money is also tight. I just wanted to earn some pocket money."

"It's not me saving you, but you saving yourselves. Only the evidence you provide can topple this guy at once. Don't let him have a chance to turn over, so that you can eliminate future troubles."

Andre thought for a while and then said: "We all came recently and don't know much, but we can help you find the employees who have been here since this crematorium opened. Perhaps they will know something."

"Take me there."

About ten minutes later, a somewhat thin Mexican-American woman took off her mask, hung her gloves on the door of the utility room next to her, and said timidly: "The boss hired me to clean. Did he do anything illegal?"

"It's a very serious matter, Aunt Dana. You have three children, right? You brought them across the border to the United States from thousands of miles away, but do you know what this bastard did? He killed at least over a hundred children and sent all those who knew the truth into the crematorium's incinerator!"

Andre's tone was very exaggerated, which obviously scared the thin Mexican woman in front of him. She opened her eyes wide, revealing an incredible expression, but then as if remembering something, she fell into memory and froze there.

"You remembered something, right? Please be sure to tell us, so that he can no longer do evil!"

The female cleaner called Dana muttered a few dialects they couldn't understand, and then said in English with a heavy accent: "Can you guarantee that he will go to jail?"

Andre gritted his teeth and said: "If he doesn't go to jail, then he dies. I guarantee you'll be fine."

"Okay, you follow me."

Schiller discovered that this woman looked a bit timid, but in reality, that might just be a disguise of hers. Being able to smuggle into the United States with three children, this is definitely a ruthless person.

Sure enough, she didn't hesitate at all when it was time to take action. She led a few people all the way to a room in the crematorium. As soon as the door opened, Andre shivered, because this place was full of ash urns.

"These are all the unclaimed ashes recently, which should also include the people you said were killed." Dana said: "They should have no names. You can take them back to check who they are."

"Thank you very much, Madam. Are your children in middle school?" Schiller asked while walking inside.

Dana seemed to have just noticed Schiller's existence, turned her head to look at Schiller carefully, and slowly nodded.

"Then consider Cat Getan University."

"We couldn't afford the tuition." She said very simply: "And we will never take out those expensive loans. We can't afford them."

"Perhaps I can provide some help." Schiller took out a business card and handed it to her, didn't say anything more, went in and went with Andre and the others to find the ash urns.

There were not many ash urns here, because local residents seemed to have opinions about this newly opened crematorium, and many people didn't come here. Occasionally, there were some homeless corpses unclaimed by the government, and they all had names.

Soon they found four or five nameless ash urns, which seemed to be deliberately placed together. Williams seemed to be very interested in bones. He not only collected children's bones but also kept the ash urns of those silenced people, which provided great convenience for the investigation.

If you don't have this ability, don't be a collector, Schiller thought. When the serial killers' club was still active, the craziest killer he had seen just wove the victims' hair into a blanket. The hair had also undergone countless chemical processes, and then he didn't dare to spread it openly at home, only daring to hide it in the basement.

Contrary to many people's stereotypes, in fact, the vast majority of serial killers are not that rampant. The main reason they can become serial killers instead of being caught after doing one case is, to put it nicely, caution, and to put it bluntly, it's actually cowardice.