"Oh, really? Within a second of him taking my letter and leaving, I should have picked up my phone and called the police and said he was missing, and you would have promised me that you wouldn't be mentally ill after I did that.
Do you want to call the hospital?"
Sivana saw the change in Schiller and hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "Officer, you can't be so aggressive. Professor Schiller has nothing to do with these cases. He is just unlucky and happened to..."
"I don't think there are so many 'just right's..."
Sivana wanted to say something, but was forced back by Schiller's death gaze. Schiller gave up his disguise, sighed, crossed one leg over the other, stared at Clay and said:
"I have to say, Mr. Agent, your disguise is terrible. Such a leading inquiry is a method that only agents can adopt. The police will not do this."
"Because your boss arranged unprofessional agent training for you. He will never tell you that agents are gods flying around in the sky. You are only responsible to your boss. You are only responsible for asking questions from the interrogation subjects.
Your superiors want the result, and if anything happens, your superiors will be responsible for it."
"There is an invisible rule in your system, that is, the underlying agents do not exist, they are invisible people. Whoever makes the decision is responsible, and the executor does not bear any responsibility."
"No boss will push you out to take the blame because others are dissatisfied with the results of the confession, because every one of you knows that you are just guns."
"But the police are people walking on the ground. The police system is much more complicated than you think. In addition to finding out the truth, the police at the bottom also need to appease the people, deal with reporters, and even please those who may threaten their superiors' jobs.
people."
"Because if they don't do this, they may lose their jobs, have no wages, and starve to death. They may also offend their bosses and be kicked out of the main team, with no possibility of promotion, and may even be criticized.
I had to run to another city in despair."
"So their questioning is not that simple at all. They need to calm the emotions of the people being questioned first, let them calm down first, and then express that this is their duty to prevent the other party from blaming them, and then look at the physical evidence.
Ask for clues, because it’s easier to ask for the next step and it’s easier to communicate.”
"Instead of forcing a specific fact on me that you have conceived in your mind, like you, use leading questions to let me tell you the answer you want to get."
"The reason why you do this is because you have always done this in the agent's system. Your superior will tell you what answer he wants before the interrogation begins, and then you will use this answer as the result and compare the previous
Use the clues as a process to connect the story you want in your mind."
"When facing the person being interrogated, the only job you have to do is to try every means to guide the person to tell the story you imagined."
Clay felt the change in Schiller's gaze. He felt like a fish being skinned, with the internal organs and bones clearly visible in the eyes of the man opposite.
"Your boss gave you an answer about me, and you also found clues in these murders, so you made up a story about me."
"I am a serial killer hiding in the community. When I first moved here, I met the postman again. Because I heard the postman complaining a few words about me for sending so many letters, I started to murder him.
"
"When he came to receive the letter, I told him that he would have something to deliver later and asked him to come over. I also used a high tip to seduce him and let him come to my house later in the evening.
"
"I brutally killed him in my house, cut him into pieces and hid him, but I didn't expect that Mr. Piero, who was closer to the post office, saw the postman passing by in the yard. He was the only one.
Someone who knows that the postman comes to my house in the evening."
"When he greeted me early the next morning, he unfortunately leaked the news. I knew that this would make the police focus on me as the only suspect, so I had to kill him."
"But there is already a body hidden in my house. If there is another one, the strong smell will soon attract the police. I am a veteran and I will not make such a stupid mistake, so I decided to put Mr. Piero's death
Frame it on others."
"But I just moved here not long ago, and I have almost no understanding of the living habits of other residents. There is only one acquaintance in this community, and that is the principal, Mr. Sivana. I know that he often works overtime until late at night, so he gets up very late in the morning.
He won’t move around the room at all times.”
"The relationship between me and this gentleman is not good, just like I had friction with the former president of Gotham University, or I don't want this school to have a president at all. If I can use this body to make him go away, then
It could not be better."
"But I knew that if I just threw the body away, it would be easy for the other party to find me and for the other party to remember my physical features, so I instigated my niece to put on loose clothes and use my nimble skills to climb over the back wall.
Throw the body bag over."
"And I drove to the post office to find out what people at the post office thought about the missing postman. At the same time, I guessed that they would report the case. I could also think of ways to extend the time for filing the case. For example, I said something like, 'I saw that the postman was tired yesterday and he was not in a good mood.
"Very good" and the like, this can mislead the postman's colleagues and the police, making them think that the postman just skipped work to take a rest, prolonging the search time."
"After making sure that there was no problem there, I drove back, pretending to be a completely innocent victim, and walked back to you without any scruples. As a perverted murderer, I watched you being fooled by me and laughed...
"
Schiller ignored the silence in the room and the shocked looks of the new police officers gathered at the door or in the room, and continued:
"You ask me if I have seen the postman. If I say yes, you will then ask what is the relationship between the two of us. If I say he received a lot of letters from me, you can ask how he looked at that time.
How about it, even if I say that he is in good condition, you will say that I have added so much workload to him, and it is impossible for him to not complain at all..."
"Then you can naturally lead the topic to whether I am a person who can tolerate other people's bad attitude towards me. The fact is of course that I can't. Even if you ask all my colleagues and friends, you will never be able to tell that I
It’s the conclusion of a gentle person, and all I can get is that I have a bad temper.”
"So, you have perfectly deduced my motive. Because the postman was rude to me, I, a mentally disturbed lunatic, wanted to kill him."
"The method is better for reasoning. I knitted myself a perfect human skin. I became a successful university professor. I had money to buy a luxury villa. I met Bruce Wayne and many other celebrities. I enjoyed a high reputation in the academic world.
."
"And I wear a suit and tie every day so that people can recognize me at a glance. I am a person with a very high social status. This way I will not be suspected in any situation I go to, let alone arouse suspicion in front of the postman."
"So I had the opportunity to trick him into my home, hit him with any blunt instrument while he was not paying attention, and then cut his body open and dump it in various places calmly."
"Maybe this isn't enough. You need to make me more perverted. I didn't throw away his body..."
Schiller stood up as he spoke, walked to the refrigerator, stood in front of the refrigerator, turned to look at the old policeman at the door and said: "Excuse me, can you help me lift this thing up? Anyway, you guys
Standing there, I originally planned to come over and open the refrigerator to reveal the truth when he gives the order."
The old police officer didn't seem to be surprised. He walked up to Schiller and waved to several other young police officers. Clay opened his eyes slightly and stared at him and said: "What are you doing?! What you need to obey is
My order!"
"Look, it's like this again." Schiller showed a sneer and said: "It is never within the scope of your responsibilities to listen to the opinions of suspects or onlookers, but the police must do this, otherwise they will suffer complaints and be punished.
Deduction from wages.”
"This is especially true for Gordon's police officers. They spent an unimaginable amount of energy to establish their own prestige in this sinful city. The police officers who can remain today will never just obey anyone's orders. They are such
Guardian of the city and its citizens.”
With the combined efforts of several police officers, the heavy and huge refrigerator was lifted up. The moment it was lifted, the freezer door fell down and one of the drawers was half opened.
Inside is a half-human arm.
At this time, the police officer from the Physical Evidence Section walked in. Although he did not understand what was going on with the strange and solemn atmosphere in the room, he still reported conscientiously: "Boss, the body has been assembled. Except for the scalp, fingers and genitals, it is missing."
In addition, two-thirds of the right forearm is also missing..."
Everyone's eyes fell on the half of the arm in the freezer of the refrigerator, which perfectly matched the police's description.
Clay stood up, narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Schiller, no matter what rhetoric you use to argue, physical evidence cannot be denied. I think you need..."
Sivana pushed him away, with such force that Clay fell to the ground. The bald man's right eye was shining brightly. He almost frantically knocked aside several policemen and rushed to the refrigerator.
before.
Because in his field of vision, the entire freezer layer of the refrigerator was filled with unparalleled and huge evil power.
He reached out and pulled open the drawer where the arm was placed. Under the arm were countless deep red meats frozen in layers, and in the deepest part of the drawer, Sivana saw a hoof.
The moment he opened the drawer, endless purple energy was released from the small refrigerator grille, almost filling the entire room and spreading outward.
The right eye became brighter and brighter, and evil energy began to surge towards Sivana's right eye.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"
Sivana let out a scream, covered her eyes and knelt down, curling up in pain.
And in the hazy vision between his fingers, he only saw the smile on Schiller's face, which was cold, bad, and childlike.
I thought about it, but my guess was not wrong at all.
