Schiller's suddenly raised voice pulled everyone out of their fantasy. They didn't react for a moment, and even Ellie who was standing there was frightened.
"Tell me, madam, what kind of mind does the murderer possess?"
Ellie took a deep breath and said.
"He is a... very cruel person."
Before she could say the next sentence, Schiller continued her words: "Yes, but you are more cruel than him, because you are so callous and want to use such clichés without any content or talent to perfunctory me, you are very annoying
Me? Miss?"
Ellie's face immediately turned red.
At this time, a boy next to her stood up and said, "Professor, you cannot personally attack students."
"'No talent' is not a personal attack." Schiller shook his head and said seriously: "This is just an evaluation of mine. You can choose not to accept it... But then again, did you really not accept it? No.
Do you realize what I said is right?"
"Okay, Mr. Holder, do you have any suggestions?"
"He is a pervert who desires women but insults them so he cuts their bodies open, removes their reproductive organs, skins them and stuffs them with straw, which is a humiliation
.”
"I take back what I said before. If Miss Ellie just has no talent, I will use my best writing style to write you a letter of proposal for changing departments. If anyone disagrees, I will convince him."
The boy named Holder clenched his fists tightly.
"You want to ask me what you said is wrong. You think you just said what was shown in the handout. In your opinion, this is his motive, and in your opinion, it may be the same."
Schiller looked away from Holder's face, looked at the others and said, "But do you think you can catch the murderer with this? A pervert who humiliates women?"
The atmosphere fell silent again. Of course others knew that this was impossible. Taking a step back, who would put the word "pervert" on their face?
"This is unreasonable, Professor." Another boy stood up and said: "We can't see enough of the other party's psychological characteristics through these case materials. Even if we can see it, if he doesn't tell it, we can't be sure.
Even if it makes sense who the culprit is, a search warrant cannot be issued without evidence."
"Why can't it be approved?"
"Because there isn't enough evidence."
“Do you want to convince people with evidence?”
The boy was choked, but he still nodded and said: "We have to rely on real evidence, and we can't just rely on our own imagination, right?"
"The police use evidence to arrest criminals, and courts use evidence to judge criminals. What a perfect system, so why do you have to get involved as other than police officers and judges?"
Schiller looked at them and said.
"Because you feel that you are special, far above ordinary police officers and judges, and should have a status above them, but you are unwilling to bear the responsibilities that this status brings."
"You know that the Justice League is destined to have greater power than the police and judges in ordinary society. If you can join it, it will show that you are beyond the vast majority of life on this planet, and it will be proof of your talent and ability."
"But you are not willing to take more responsibility for this power. You just want to use the methods of ordinary people's social system, because if you do something wrong according to this method, it is the fault of this method.
It's a loophole in the law and society's inability, not your fault."
"The methods that have been developed for so many years are all wrong, so you don't have to criticize yourselves harshly. To say that breaking the sky is because human society is not perfect, so what does it have to do with you?"
"You want to be above ordinary people in society, but you don't dare to make choices that are above the law, and you don't dare to be responsible for such choices, so you keep saying that the law is about evidence."
"If you like the system of interlocking evidence collection, then leave here, return to the earth, join an industry that has this system, and become a police officer or a judge, instead of being a third party who shamelessly intervenes."
Schiller stopped, stood in front of the podium and looked at them and said: "Superman used his super hearing to hear the process of conspiring to commit a crime and captured the criminal in one fell swoop. Do you think there is a problem with this?"
The students were silent for a long time before someone slowly shook his head.
"But this is actually illegal evidence collection, because the recording must be made with the consent of the other party in order to be counted as evidence. The wiretapping recordings are not admissible in court. It is impossible to obtain a warrant for wiretapping without even recording."
"But what 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 fight against the crime."
"So you have super hearing?"
The student shook his head.
"Suppose this gang is plotting next door to you, you don't have super hearing and don't know what they are talking about, and your neighbor is killed the next day, do you think you should be held responsible?"
The student hesitated for a moment, but still nodded. He said, "They should have some abnormal behavior before they take action. If I can see it, I should be able to stop them."
"What if not?"
"It should... there will always be."
"If there were, ordinary policemen would have caught them, so what do you want them to do?"
The student was speechless.
"That's the problem, kids." Schiller knocked on the podium lightly and said, "What you are going to learn here is something that ordinary police officers cannot do, because it is obvious that most of the problems you will face in the future will
Most opponents cannot be arrested by ordinary police officers."
"If you set your highest goal to be an excellent criminal policeman, then you will definitely become the best criminal policeman in ordinary society, but even such a criminal policeman will not be able to catch flying criminals."
"The footprints disappeared in front of the window. You tried every means, but you couldn't find any clues that he escaped. The fact is that the criminal flew away."
"A person died in a secret room that was completely impossible to break into. Everyone checked all the clues they could find to confirm that it was impossible for a second person to enter the house. The fact is that the criminal was thousands of miles away.
People who are killed by magic."
"Tell me, when facing a criminal like this, 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, and know that someone can do magic, after eliminating all impossible answers, the remaining one must be the answer." Someone said.
"It's a good thing that you're confident in your reasoning, but how do you convince a jury with your reasoning?"
The student who spoke sat down again.
"The fact is that it doesn't work." Schiller shook his head and said: "The evidence we can find on the super criminals, like the inference made by Miss Jenna, cannot convince the jury."
"Even her nonsense based on the results will be more convincing to the jury than the conclusion you get after eliminating all possibilities that the criminal can fly."
All eyes turned to Jenna.
Jenna was still acting heartbroken, mainly because she realized Schiller had noticed her and she didn't want to make eye contact with the monster, so she kept covering her face with her hands.
The students were quiet, but this time it was no longer a silent refusal, but thinking about what Schiller said.
Most of them thought Schiller was right.
The problem is that the atmosphere of this school is too ordinary, just like an ordinary school in human society, with teachers and students. Except for the huge fireball hanging outside the window, it seems to be no different from the earth.
This did not make them realize deeply and thoroughly that they were actually completely separated from ordinary people's society.
They were not made aware that the purpose of their studies here was to deal with super criminals who were far beyond the abilities of ordinary people.
As for super criminals, no matter how rigorous the evidence collection is, it will all be nonsense in the eyes of the jury. Even if you capture high-definition images of criminals flying, for the sake of social stability, they will still say that you fabricated it out of thin air.
As Schiller said, the kind of nonsense that Jenna made up based on various aspects of religion and theology may be more easily regarded as valid evidence.
So in fact, all the evidence is actually for the accuracy of the inference results, not to prove it to anyone, but to catch the real murderer.
On the other hand, as long as the real murderer can be identified, the method is the same.
Even if you are really into theology and God tells you the name of the murderer, as long as the result is accurate, there is no problem at all.
"You must be thinking." Schiller said again: "If any reasoning method is acceptable, how can I confirm that my reasoning method is effective?"
The students began to concentrate, and the atmosphere in the classroom gradually became calmer, instead of the dead silence.
"Of course it is through this period of study and testing." Schiller said: "If you achieve an accuracy of more than 90%, it will naturally prove that your reasoning method is effective, and then continue to use this method to infer the murderer.
no problem."
Suddenly a student raised his hand and said, "What if someone improved the accuracy by peeking at the answers?"
"Peep where's the answer?"
"Uh, in the teacher's office?"
"Then why didn't you see it?"
"You can't do this! This is... this is against morality..."
"Are you saying that you want to be a moral role model while being an agent?"
"Well……"
The student couldn't answer again, because obviously, the word agent has had nothing to do with morality since its birth.
"The existence of agents itself is to cheat. Otherwise, there are already police, why do we need agents?" Schiller said lightly: "It is her ability that she can enter the teacher's office and successfully see the answer. What you have to do is
Reflect on why you can't do it, 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 honey trap, then I can only tell you that honey traps actually have the highest success rate in stealing intelligence in secret service."
It's a strategy that everyone who can use it will use. If you can't use it, first reflect on whether you are not beautiful enough."
The student sat down again with a blushing face.
"Think carefully, has anyone ever sternly warned you what you must not do?" Schiller said: "Even the most righteous Superman, has he instilled moral concepts in you during lectures?"
"I believe they have not done this because they know very well where your future path is. You dare not take it because you have been disciplined by social rules and moral standards for too long."
"You are the ones who are really pedantic, old-fashioned and don't have the courage to break free. This is not justice, it is just stupidity."
"And the truly smart people..." Schiller drawled and looked at Jenna. Jenna instinctively lowered her hand slowly. The moment she looked at him, Jenna said what she wanted to say.
The second half of the sentence.
"...It's like living among monkeys all the time."
As soon as these words came out, Jenna took a breath and cursed the most filthy curse words in her native language in her heart.
It was over, there was no way out, she thought, Schiller was really a monster and he was really going to be tricked to death this time.
Sure enough, all the glances directed at her were more hostile than before. This hostility was no longer the kind of cynicism that felt that she would be exposed at any time, but a burning desire to fight.
Jenna could already see herself being constantly challenged by everyone and having a never-ending future. She was being squeezed out just now, but when she turned around, she realized that the boss was me.
"Tell me what you think, miss." Schiller gave her a slightly cold smile.