Chapter 1181 Who Can Make Schiller Plead Guilty? (Part 2)
The moment he saw the black-haired woman, a pair of red eyes appeared behind Bruce, and a face exactly like his pressed against his ear and said to him: "You should be careful, there is something wrong with this woman."
In an instant, the space condensed again, and two Bruces with different eye colors stared at the black-haired woman named Thalia.
Then, they began to express their opinions one by one.
"Her hair is so delicately taken care of. It is divided into three layers. The first layer is thin curls, the second layer is big waves, and the third layer is straighter base, which will make her hair look fluffy.
It’s not messy, but if you want to achieve this kind of hairstyle, you need to spend at least three hours styling it.”
"Her hands are well maintained, without any traces of training. Her wrists are slender, and her jewelry is worn just right. However, there is a big problem with her nails. The protective film of the nail polish she uses is matte."
At this time, the blue-eyed Bruce looked at the gray-eyed Bruce next to him, and the gray-eyed Bruce said:
“Human beings are all phototaxis, and everyone likes bright things. It’s just the stereotype of gender aesthetics that will make women pursue bright jewelry and jewelry more. However, grooming nails is not necessary for survival, nor can it bring any benefits.
For additional benefits, women will be more inclined to have colorful, bright, and complicated decorations.”
At this time, blue-eyed Bruce spoke again: "The protective film used by most nail shops is to make the nails brighter. The frosted matte texture is not common. It is very likely that it was customized by her.
"
Then, the two Bruces looked down at Thalia's feet. Thalia was wearing a pair of sandals, only two toes were exposed, but the nail polish on her toenails was still the same.
"There is nothing reflective about her body." Bruce with blue eyes said, "This is very abnormal."
"Female killers are different from men in that they do not need a lot of physical training because they do not use extreme violence to kill each other. Their beauty, attractiveness, or weak appearance is the best weapon."
"At the same time, seizing the opportunity, acting quickly, and being sufficiently concealed are what female killers must pursue."
Bruce moved his eyes away from Thalia and looked at William again. Likewise, the other two appeared again.
"William is a very serious and rigorous person, with a slight mysophobia and a very typical academic personality. Therefore, his suit must be meticulously cared for, and there will be no shortage of sleeve cuffs and straps to make the shirt flat."
After the gray-eyed Bruce finished speaking, the blue-eyed Bruce pointed to a wrinkle in William's suit at the waist and said: "This is neither because the shirt is wrinkled nor because the suit is not ironed flat. He pinned it on the waist.
knife."
With a "swish", Bruce looked back, showed a smile, gently shook Thalia's hand and said, "Hello, beautiful lady, I'm so lucky that I didn't see you in the police station."
The tone is still very exaggerated, which is very consistent with his playboy persona. Thalia does have touching beauty, and Bruce squints his eyes, as if he is fascinated by her.
But suddenly, Bruce seemed to have just woken up and said to the two of them: "Jimmy just told me that Professor Rodriguez's public questioning is about to start, and I have to go there quickly."
After saying that, he hurriedly walked through the corridor and ran down the stairs. Looking at his back, Thalia gently brushed her black hair and snorted coldly.
William's face gradually darkened, looking a little gloomy. He looked at Thalia and said, "It's too risky for us to do this."
"Don't worry, one bait can catch two big fish." Thalia slowly narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice: "We will succeed."
On the other side, Bruce seemed to be running downstairs in a hurry, but in fact, after he circled downstairs, he walked back through the stairs on the other side.
And this time, he did not stay at the level where he met Thalia and the others. Instead, he found a staircase along the direction they came from and walked up one level.
Standing at the end of the dim corridor, when Bruce pressed one hand against the wall, his eyes flashed with three kinds of light: blue, gray and red. The light spread from the tips of his fingers, and a network of intertwined colors covered the entire body.
A corridor quickly disappeared again.
"found it."
The moment the deep voice reverberated, the heavy sound of the heels of leather shoes on the cold floor sounded at the same time, like an ensemble symphony.
Bruce quickly came to the door of an office on the right side of the corridor. Without hesitation, he opened the door and walked in. There was no one here, and the curtains fluttered gently in the wind.
Bruce quickly walked to the curtain and gently opened one side of the curtain with his hand. A body was lying crookedly on the balcony with a bloody hole in his chest. It was the black detective Jimmy Andris.
Bruce didn't have any shock or hesitation. He quickly took off his suit jacket, took off his shirt, and placed the clothes far away from the body.
Then, he picked up Jimmy's body with his naked upper body, walked out of the office quickly, came to the utility room at the end of the corridor, laid Jimmy's body flat on the ground, took off his coat, and bandaged his chest
Stop his bleeding.
After the blood stopped pouring out in large amounts, he stuffed the body into the cabinet in the utility room, then took cleaning tools from the utility room to clean up all the blood stains along the way.
After returning to the balcony, Bruce wiped off all the blood on the floor and on the railings. Then, he went to the bathroom next to the office, washed his hands, got dressed, and returned everything to their original places, as if nothing had happened.
, the man in suit and tie left the scene.
When Bruce opened the door to the auditorium on the first floor, most of the people conducting public consultations were already in place. Bruce saw Roman, Thomas, and many classmates he was familiar with or unfamiliar with.
When Bruce turned his head away, no one saw a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.
The agents responsible for conducting questioning all wore neat uniforms, entered neatly from the gate on one side, and sat down behind the long curved table.
The jury is seated in the seats on the left, and the hearing officers are seated in the seats on the right.
Bruce, Thomas and other parties involved or people related to the parties were all sitting in the middle seats.
This time it was a public confrontation between the two parties, but there was no public inquiry, so there were no reporters.
After everyone was seated, Schiller walked to the table accompanied by two agents.
There is a large open space in front of the long curved table, which occupies almost one-third of the auditorium, but there is only a small single chair there, like a lonely boat floating on the vast ocean.
Schiller walked steadily to the chair and sat down. He was dressed appropriately and energetic. He was not handcuffed or restrained in any way. Before trial, he was still a top scholar.
But at this time, the agents in charge of questioning broke out into a low discussion, because Jimmy, who was supposed to be sitting in the main seat, did not arrive on time.
At this moment, another agent dressed similar to Jimmy walked in from the door next to him. He explained a few words to the others and then sat in Jimmy's seat.
Schiller's expression was calm from beginning to end. When being questioned, he answered all questions truthfully, without any self-defense, nor did he show anger or grievance.
During the confrontation between the two sides, Roman took the lead in speaking. He spoke impassionedly and emotionally, and kept telling the audience how Schiller controlled and suppressed him and abused him mentally.
He was very emotional and told many details. For example, Schiller asked him to kill someone for him by threatening not to pass his thesis or delay his graduation.
Thomas's words were even more intense. He said that his disfigurement was entirely because Schiller mentally controlled him and asked him to harm himself. After he bled for him, he still felt dissatisfied and asked him to do more.
The emotions of these two people were very real. In the end, they both started crying and shouting like crazy, just like two poor students who had suffered mental abuse.
"Don't embarrass me."
Schiller seemed a little unbearable. He gently pressed his finger on one side of his eye and said: "Even idiots like you can blindly get the correct answer, so why on earth..."
"You see, this is how he suppresses us. He constantly insults us and abuses us mentally!" Roman suddenly screamed.
"Shut up."
When Schiller's gaze was directed towards him, Roman seemed to have been strangled by the neck, unable to make a sound.
Schiller suddenly stood up from his seat, and the security personnel on both sides put their hands on the guns at their waists.
Schiller raised his head high, his eyes stayed on everyone's face for a few tenths of a second, and then he said:
"I thought that there would be nothing more painful in this world than teaching someone who never seems to be able to teach."
"But now, I find that no matter how failed my teaching career is, no matter how painful the teaching process is, it is still better than watching two complete fools here trying to get the answer by exhaustive methods."
"I have long said that the exhaustive method is the worst method in the world, but some people don't even know how to use this method."
When Schiller finished speaking, Roman, Thomas and Bruce, who was sitting in the back row, all looked stiff.
Now, Bruce can at least be sure of one thing. The Schiller in front of him is real, because no one can defeat everyone with one sentence like this professor.
"Originally, I wanted to escape reality for a while, but it turned out that I couldn't let myself be refuted by such a stupid idiot, so..."
"...I object to all their accusations." Schiller sat back on his chair and looked at the agent directly opposite him and said: "I have an alibi for all the scenes they described.
For all my actions, someone can prove that I am not like this."
Sure enough, Schiller refuted the accusations made by Roman and Thomas one by one, and silenced them.
After several rounds of confrontation, the FBI agents began to present the substantive evidence that had been investigated. Angela, who was holding the document in her hand, glanced back. Bruce remained expressionless.
After entering this process, Angela immediately stood up and said:
"To judge whether a professor is competent, apart from his style of teaching theoretical knowledge in the classroom and the details of his daily interactions with students, the best way is to look at his own academic level and the academic level of his students."
"I think that no one here will question the academic level of Schiller Rodriguez, and the information retrieved by the criminal investigation team from the education information system shows that the students taught by Professor Rodriguez,
They all also have good academic standards.”
"Next, I will show several psychology papers created by students under the guidance of Professor Rodriguez."
"According to our investigation, Bruce Wayne, the student with the lowest GPA, the most absences, and the least satisfactory grades during his four-year study career, still created an undergraduate course that is far superior to that promulgated by the American university education system.
A psychology paper at the level required by the Department of Biological Psychology.”
"This is enough to prove that Professor Schiller Rodriguez has a very high teaching level and pays enough attention to the academic development of students. So next, please circulate this paper..."
Schiller stood up with a swish. He raised a hand and said loudly: "Wait! Don't move!"
"I plead guilty!"
Everyone looked at him dumbfounded.
"Wait a minute, Professor Rodriguez, are you saying you want to plead guilty to the charges?"
Schiller shook his head slightly, but then he said: "I do not admit the so-called mind control and abuse charges of these two idiots, but I admit murder and illegal imprisonment."
The sudden change in the situation shocked everyone on the field.
In the vast auditorium, Schiller stood alone in front of the empty space. When the professor's voice sounded, everyone's hair stood on end.
"At this time, there is a body in this building."
"Crack, click, click", the sound of guns being loaded sounded one after another, and the dust surrounded Schiller, and he saw countless black holes in the muzzles of the guns.
"That's the body of Jimmy Andris, the detective in charge of investigating me... Yes, I killed him."