Chapter 3027: Mercury Notes (24)

"Now!"

Schiller's suddenly raised tone pulled everyone out of their fantasies. They didn't react for a while, and even Ellie, who was standing there, was startled.

"Tell me, Miss, what kind of mind does the murderer have?"

Ellie took a deep breath and said.

"He is a... very cruel person."

Before she could say the next sentence, Schiller followed her words and said, "Yes, but you are crueler than him, because you so coldly want to use such empty and talentless clichés to prevaricate me. Do you hate me very much? Miss?"

Ellie's face immediately flushed red.

At this time, a boy next to her stood up and said, "Professor, you cannot conduct personal attacks on students."

"'No talent' is not a personal attack." Schiller shook his head and said very seriously, "This is just an evaluation of mine. You can choose not to accept it... but then again, have you really not accepted it? Have you not realized that what I said is correct?"

"Alright, this... Mr. Holder, do you have any brilliant insights?"

"He is a pervert. He craves women, but insults them, so he cut open their bodies, took away their reproductive organs, and peeled off their skin and stuffed it with straw. This is a humiliation."

"I take back what I said before. If Miss Ellie just has no talent, I will write a transfer recommendation letter for you with my best writing. If anyone disagrees, I will go and persuade them."

The boy called Holder clenched his fists tightly.

"You want to ask me, what did you say wrong? You think you just said the content displayed in the handout. In your opinion, this is his motive. In your opinion, it might be the same."

Schiller moved his gaze away from Holder's face and looked at the others, saying, "But do you think you can catch the murderer with this? A pervert who humiliates women?"

The atmosphere fell silent again. Others naturally knew that this was impossible. Taking a step back, who would write the word "pervert" on their face?

"This is unreasonable, Professor." Another boy stood up and said, "We cannot see enough psychological characteristics of the other party from these case materials. Even if we see them, if he doesn't say it, we cannot determine who the criminal is. Even if it makes sense, we cannot get a search warrant without evidence."

"Why can't it be approved?"

"Because there is not enough evidence."

"Do you want to convince others with evidence?"

That boy was choked, but still nodded and said, "We must pay attention to true evidence. We can't just catch people blindly based on our own imagination, right?"

"The police catch criminals based on evidence, and the court judges criminals based on evidence. What a perfect system. Then why do you have to intervene in the capacity of someone other than a police officer and a judge?"

Schiller looked at them and said.

"Because you feel that you are very special, far above ordinary police officers and judges, and should possess status above them, but you are unwilling to bear the responsibilities brought by this status."

"You know that the Justice League will inevitably have power greater than that of police and judges in ordinary society. If you can join it, it shows that you are above the vast majority of lives on this planet, which is proof of your talent and ability."

"But you are unwilling to bear more responsibility for this power, only thinking about using the same set of methods in the ordinary human social system. Because if you do things wrong according to this set of methods, it is the fault of this set of methods, the loophole of the law, and the incompetence of society, not your fault."

"Methods that have been developed for so many years have mistakes, so you don't have to blame yourself even more. Even if you say it to the sky, it is that human society is not perfect enough, and what does it have to do with you?"

"You want the status above ordinary society, but you dare not make choices above the law, and dare not take responsibility for such choices, so you keep talking about the law paying attention to evidence."

"If you like a system that takes evidence in interlocking rings, then leave here, go back to Earth, join an industry that has this system, and be a police officer or a judge, instead of being a third party and shamelessly intervening."

Schiller stopped his pace, stood in front of the podium and looked at them, saying, "Superman used his super hearing to hear the process of plotting a crime and caught the criminal in one fell swoop. Do you think there is any problem with this?"

The students were silent for a long time before someone slowly shook their head.

"But this is actually illegal evidence collection, because recording must be done with the consent of the other party to count as evidence. Wiretapped recordings are not accepted by the court, and wiretapping without even a recording is even less likely to be approved for a search warrant."

"But the content he heard is still a kind of evidence." Someone said, "This can effectively prove that someone is committing a crime. If I heard it, I would also go to fight crime."

"Then do you have super hearing?"

That student shook his head.

"Assuming this group of people is plotting next to you, you don't have super hearing and don't know what they are saying. The next day your neighbor is killed. Do you think you should be responsible for this?"

That student hesitated, but still nodded and said, "They should have some abnormal behavior before they do it. If I can see it, I should be able to stop them."

"What if there isn't?"

"Should... there always be some, right?"

"If there were, ordinary police would have caught them. What do you need to do?"

That student was speechless.

"This is the problem, children." Schiller tapped the podium lightly and said, "What you need to learn here is what ordinary police cannot do, because it is obvious that the vast majority of opponents you will face in the future are beyond the capabilities of ordinary police."

"If you set your highest goal as an excellent criminal police officer, then you can definitely become the most excellent criminal police officer in ordinary human society, but even such a criminal police officer cannot catch criminals who can fly."

"Footprints disappear before the window. You exhaust all methods and cannot find half a clue of his escape, and the fact is that the criminal flew away."

"In a room that is completely impossible to break into, a person dies. Everyone has checked all the clues they can find, confirming that it is impossible for a second person to enter the house, and the fact is that the criminal killed someone with magic thousands of miles away."

"Tell me, when facing such criminals, how do you rely on solid evidence and rigorous reasoning to make him pay the price he deserves?"

"But if we know these things, know that someone can fly, know that someone can use magic, after excluding all impossible answers, the remaining one must be the answer." Someone said.

"You are very confident in your reasoning, which is a good thing, but how do you use your reasoning to convince the jury?"

The student who spoke sat down again.

"The fact is that it won't work." Schiller shook his head and said, "The evidence we can find on super criminals, like the inference made by Miss Jenna, cannot convince the jury."

"Even the nonsense she deduced based on the results might be more convincing to the jury than your conclusion that the criminal will fly after excluding all possibilities."

Everyone's eyes turned to Jenna.

Jenna was still performing heartbreak, mainly because she found that Schiller had noticed her, and she didn't want to have eye contact with this monster, so she had been covering her face with her hands.

The students performed very quietly, but this time it was no longer a silent refusal, but thinking about what Schiller said.

The vast majority of them think Schiller's words make sense.

The problem is that the atmosphere of this school is too ordinary, just like an ordinary school in human society. Except for the huge fireball hanging outside the window, it seems to be no different from Earth.

This didn't make them realize deeply and thoroughly that they had completely separated from the society of ordinary people.

It didn't make them realize that the purpose of their learning here is to deal with those super criminals who far exceed the capabilities of ordinary people.

And against super criminals, no matter how rigorous the evidence collection is, it is nonsense in the eyes of the jury. Even if you filmed high-definition images of the criminal flying, for the sake of social stability, they would also say you fabricated it out of thin air.

Just like Schiller said, the kind of nonsense that Jenna made up that is based on religion and theology and touches on all aspects might be easier to be regarded as effective evidence.

So in fact, all evidence is for the accuracy of the reasoning results, not to prove it to anyone, but to be able to catch the real murderer.

Then conversely, as long as you can lock onto the real murderer, any method is the same.

Even if you really engage in theology, and God told you the name of the murderer, as long as the result is accurate, there is no problem at all.

"You must be thinking." Schiller spoke again: "If any reasoning method is fine, how do I confirm that my reasoning method is effective?"

The students started to concentrate, and the atmosphere in the classroom gradually tended to be calm, rather than the kind of dead silence.

"Of course, it is through the learning and testing during this period." Schiller said, "If you achieve an accuracy rate of more than 90%, it naturally proves that your reasoning method is effective, and then it is no problem to continue to reason about the murderer according to this method."

Suddenly, a student raised his hand and said, "Then what if someone improves the accuracy rate by peeking at the answer?"

"Peeking at the answer where?"

"Uh, in the teacher's office?"

"Then why didn't you see it?"

"Can't do this! This is... this is against morality..."

"Are you saying that you want to be a moral model while being an agent?"

"Uh..."

That student couldn't answer again, because obviously, the word "agent" has had nothing to do with morality since its birth.

"The existence of an agent itself is to cheat, otherwise there are already police, why do you need agents?" Schiller said lightly, "She can enter the teacher's office and successfully see the answer is her ability. What you need to do is reflect on why you can't, instead of accusing her of cheating."

Another student wanted to speak, but Schiller interrupted him before that and said, "If you think she is using a beauty trap, then I can only tell you that a beauty trap is actually the trick with the highest success rate in stealing intelligence in agent work. Those who can use it will use it. If you can't use it, reflect on whether you are not beautiful enough first."

That student sat down with a red face.

"Think carefully, has anyone strictly warned you that you must not do anything?" Schiller said, "Even the most righteous Superman, has he instilled moral concepts in you when teaching?"

"I believe they haven't done so, because they understand very well where your future path lies. You dare not walk it, but you have been disciplined by social rules and moral standards for too long."

"What is truly pedantic, old-fashioned, and lacks the courage to break free from constraints is you. This is not justice, just stupidity."

"And the truly smart people..." Schiller dragged out a long sound, looked at Jenna, and Jenna instinctively lowered her hands slowly. At the moment of eye contact with him, Jenna said the second half of the sentence she wanted to say.

"... just like living in a monkey group."

As soon as this was said, Jenna gasped, and cursed a dirty mother-tongue swear word in her heart.

It's over, there's no way back, she thought. Schiller is indeed a monster. This time I'm really going to be pitted to death.

Sure enough, all the gazes cast at her were more hostile than before. This hostility was no longer the kind of cold mockery that she would be exposed at any time, but a burning fighting spirit.

Jenna could already see her future of being constantly challenged by everyone and having no peace. Just being isolated, in a blink of an eye, the Boss is actually myself.

"Tell me your opinion, Miss." Schiller showed her a slightly indifferent smile.

Jenna could only bite the bullet and say.

"My pleasure, Professor."