Chapter 1200 The Cry of the Lamb (XII)

With a "pop" sound, in the dark room, the incandescent light bulb hanging from the ceiling lit up. The light was not soft, but rather dazzling. Lan

Amanda Waller sat on one side of the table, and Schiller sat on the other side. The heavy collar around Schiller's neck was fixed to the back of the chair. Amanda held a remote control in her hand. She looked at Schiller and said:

"The switch that holds the jaw in place will be turned on. Professor, you can speak now, but you'd better not try to convince me that being shocked would be unpleasant, right?"

There was a "click" and the sound of the lock being opened was heard, but Schiller remained silent and did not speak. Amanda looked into his eyes and said: "Do you think you have nothing to say to your former student? Or do you think you have nothing to say to your former student?" Are you ashamed of this, so you don’t dare to speak?”

Amanda's eyes were staring straight at Schiller, staring at Schiller's eyebrows sunk in the shadow of the boy's hole, she said word by word:

"You stopped me from taking revenge on those lunatics all because you were one of them. You colluded with them, and you must pay the price for it."

"Amanda..."

When Schiller's deep and hoarse voice sounded, Amanda instantly felt cold sweat covering her whole body. When she looked at Schiller's face again, it seemed that she no longer recognized the professor. Lan

Amanda found that her teeth were chattering and her fingertips were trembling. She desperately told herself not to be afraid, but she was still overwhelmed by panic.

"I'm sorry that your family died in a brutal serial murder, but I did nothing for you and blocked you from continuing to track down the murderer."

Amanda stared into Schiller's eyes and said in a slightly trembling voice: "You said I used the wrong method, but is your method the right one?! Schiller, you are the most arrogant lunatic in the world. !”

Amanda suddenly showed a sarcastic smile, she let out a "chi" and said, "Your plan to form a club of serial killers to control and influence them has completely failed."

"In less than two weeks since you left, that group of lunatics have completely broken free from the reins and started to go crazy unscrupulously, committing crimes all over the federation."

"What's even more ridiculous is that their death struggle seemed so feeble and lasted only more than a week. Later, the case was solved and the murderer was arrested."

"These arrogant lunatics like you failed to make any decent cry, and then they will spend the rest of their lives in a dark prison for serious criminals like you." Lan

Schiller raised his head slightly, as if looking at a non-existent window in mid-air, then he shook his head slightly and said to Amanda:

"You're the one who's really arrogant, Amanda."

Schiller lowered his head and looked at Amanda with his shadowed eyes. Amanda didn't see any resentment in his eyes, even though he knew clearly that it was his former student who planned all this and imprisoned him here. and used sensory deprivation torture on him.

This aggravated Amanda's inner fear, and she began to eagerly want to take the initiative and do something to protect herself.

So, she instinctively pressed the electric shock button. Schiller twitched again, and then squeezed out a sigh from his throat.

But unfortunately, Amanda didn't see the pain and anger in his eyes, but saw the excitement of the madmen before they took action that frightened her and appeared countless times in her nightmares.

"You're really crazy," Amanda said. Lan

"But do you know why I'm crazy?" Schiller asked.

"Schiller, please wake up. This is not a university class or your office. I am interrogating you now!"

"Look, Amanda, that's you. You don't understand me, you don't even know me. You don't know what I've experienced in the past few years, and you don't know what changes have occurred in my thoughts. You don't know anything. Just sit down. He was in front of me and felt strange and afraid of my performance.”

"You are really crazy." Amanda repeated it again, she gritted her teeth and said: "Why should I understand these crazy people?! They are my enemies! I wish they could disappear from this world forever!

"But you can't do it... uh..."

Amanda's trembling hands clenched the remote control tightly, but the tragic situation of Schiller's electric shock did not make her feel any sense of security, and her breathing became a little short.

"You damn lunatics, damn murderers!

! You should be locked up in a dark cell forever and spend the rest of your life in pain! This is the price you should pay. Why should I understand you? ! "Lan

"If you don't understand them, you can't make them feel pain." Schiller gasped: "Just like now, you think you are punishing me and causing me pain, but you are not."

"I know, you are crazier than them." Amanda stood up, walked around the table, walked to Schiller's side, looked at him and said: "A whole week of complete sensory deprivation can't make you cry for father and mother. , it didn’t even cause any confusion in your thinking, Schiller Rodriguez, you are so crazy that it’s scary!”

"You said that serial killers started committing crazy crimes, and then suddenly disappeared or were brought to justice?" Schiller suddenly asked.

Amanda, who was pacing behind him, sneered and said in a mocking tone: "Yes, this is the last struggle of these fragile little lambs. It has no strength and is so weak that it makes people want to laugh. ”

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Then, Amanda heard a series of deep laughter coming from behind, and the shock brought by the sound was stronger than the cold wind in hell.

"What are you laughing at?" Amanda stopped behind Schiller's chair and asked in a louder voice.

"I'm... happy," Schiller said. Lan

Before Amanda could continue speaking, Schiller spoke in the same low tone:

"Over the past few years, I've met a kid who shared your deep hatred for criminals, if not more than you did."

"He acted tough and indifferent, using his powerful body and advanced equipment to cover up his confusion and pain."

"He is not confused by his hatred." Schiller shook his head slightly and said: "But he feels pain for his talent, which is exactly the same as the serial killers, and even stronger than them. "

"He doesn't want to become a criminal himself, and for this reason, he is not even willing to take their lives on the way to fight criminals."

"He wanted to show off his power, but he sealed his strongest point so that it would never see the light of day."

"But now, I have opened the lock, and he understands what is real...Only criminals can deal with criminals." Lan

Just when Amanda was about to say something, there was a "bang", the door was knocked open, and Davis rushed in, with a trace of panic on his face. He took a deep breath, looked at Amanda and said: "William ·Denechet is dead."

Amanda frowned deeply. She first cast her gaze on Schiller like lightning, but then she realized that Schiller had always been within her sight and there was no way he could have done anything wrong. time.

So, she looked at Davis with dissatisfaction and said, "He is not one of ours. If he dies, he will die. Why are you panicking?"

"But he died at the FBI base in the metropolitan area!" Davis glanced at Schiller, and Amanda immediately understood that Davis was referring to the base where Schiller was questioned.

Davis gritted his teeth, walked over to Amanda and whispered: "William's death was very horrific. He was forced into a transparent box that was less than half a square meter. He died of broken internal organs caused by self-extrusion. , and... it was still alive when it was inserted."

Davis looked around, lowered his voice, and said, "We all know who William and Talia belong to. I know you can't stand them dictating and have always wanted to use these brutal criminals. , deal with them."

"But it is impossible for the FBI to accept that such a horrific murder occurred in its own base! This is a slap in the face of all violent law enforcement agencies in the United States!"

"I didn't do it!" Amanda gritted her teeth and said, "The experiment was finally successfully implemented, why should I cause trouble for myself?!"

Davis took a deep breath, put his hands on his hips, looked at Amanda and said: "The problem is, your experiment has not yet yielded results, and those crazy people have already become so cruel. Do you think other people will believe you?" Will the experiment be successful?"

"A group of rats are so crazy that they dare to pull teeth out of cats' mouths. Who would believe that we can tame them?!" Davis said in a higher tone.

"What's more, William and Talia's identities are very special. Don't forget that to catch these brutal murderers, the killer organization called the Assassin's League has contributed a lot!"

"Of course I know! Otherwise, how could I let them dictate my plans?!" Amanda said angrily.

She glanced to the side and said in a hateful tone: "They claim to be the most powerful killers in the world, so how can they not escape those murderers?! They have no ability, so do they still want to blame us? "

"Amanda! Now is not the time to be angry!" Davis looked at her and persuaded: "We must find the murderer as soon as possible. Whether it is to eliminate him or throw him into this prison, we have to give him justice as soon as possible. Only by giving an explanation and proving that we are experts in this field can the plan continue!"

Amanda took a deep breath, as if she had made a major decision. She looked into Davis's eyes and said, "Start the second phase in advance. I want to make those crazy people understand that they should cherish their freedom." time instead of provoking me again and again!”

Davis looked at her with wide eyes and said: "Are you crazy?! The first phase of the plan is not even halfway through. The craziest serial killers you have collected in the world have not been tamed at all. You You actually want to let them out like this?

! "

Amanda's expression remained cold, the muscles around her nose twitched, and she said in a firm tone: "A week of sensory deprivation has sent most of them into a frenzy, and they already know pain."

"Besides, we haven't completely lifted the physical restrictions. What about Dr. Fitzgibbon? How are the preparations for the mini-bombs that were supposed to be put into use in the second phase?"

Seeing Amanda's expression, Davis knew that she had made up her mind. He took a deep breath and said, "Dr. Fitzgibbon's research results were completed a year ago, but without cooperation with mind control, it will not be possible at all." The safety of the experiment cannot be guaranteed.”

Amanda slowly closed her eyes. After a moment of silence, she quickly walked back to the other side of the table, put her hands on the table, stared into Schiller's eyes and said, "Professor, it's your turn to appear."

"What are you planning to threaten me with?" Schiller asked calmly. Lan

"I have no intention of blackmailing you. This is what you owe me, the price you must pay to avenge the student who blocked you in the first place." Amanda said.

"You owe me this." Schiller tilted his head slightly and said, "I am preventing you from dying."

Amanda slowly stood up from the table, raised her head slightly, looked at Schiller from a different angle, and said, "I knew I couldn't expect you crazy people to feel guilty."

"Your most valued student Batman, the grandfather of Bruce Wayne's adopted son Dick Grayson, was murdered. The murderer's next target is the Graysons of Blüdhaven."

Amanda slowly lowered her body until she was close to Schiller's eyes, and said to him: "The murderer who wants their life is not simple, and ordinary people are fragile enough. If you don't help me, the accident will be worse than tomorrow." Come soon, the student you value will never be able to become a father."

Schiller looked Amanda in the eyes for the first time and lowered his head. Looking at Amanda from the top of her eyes, the original gentle and calm eyes disappeared, and for the first time, there was an indifferent emotion in her eyes.

Amanda stared at his eyes for a while, turned around with a cold expression, and said in the same cold tone: Lan

"Go and ask Dr. Fitzgibbon to come over. If you want this famous professor to cooperate, we need some special means."

After saying that, she walked behind Schiller, held the back of Schiller's chair with one hand, bent down, tilted her head, and said in Schiller's ear:

"Professor, you are not afraid of pain, are you?"