Chapter 438: Mystery in the Metropolis (End)

The figure fell from the sky, and the moment it touched the ground, time slowed down. The bright red blood spread like waves. The tassels of the gorgeous tablecloth were hit by the splashing blood drops and swayed violently back and forth. The silver candlesticks fell down, and after the candlelight went out, only the curling smoke lines remained.

At the moment of the loud noise of the fall, all the elegant ladies and young ladies fell to the ground in panic. The gentlemen were not much better. They ignored the damage to their expensive leather shoes during the trampling, and like sardines in the unloading fishing net, they pushed each other, screamed, and began to run away desperately.

Schiller turned his head and saw Lionel took two steps back, then covered his mouth with his hands, as if he was terrified by the scene in front of him. His face was pale, his fingertips were a little trembling, and his eyes revealed disbelief.

But soon, he took a few deep breaths, tried to calm himself down, and then shouted: "Don't move! We have security personnel!!!"

His shouting did not have any effect. Those violent screams covered all the sounds. People tried desperately to stay away from the body and this terrible place. During the shoving, many people fell down and blocked the way. The situation was even more chaotic.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three gunshots came, and everything became quiet. The whole banquet hall seemed to be paused. Everyone opened their mouths and looked at the group of people who walked in from the main entrance.

The leader was dressed in a special police uniform and held a pistol in his hand. The people behind him were dressed similarly. It can be seen that they are from an organization, but they are completely different from the police in the metropolis.

"FBI."

The leading man walked to the center of the banquet hall and said, then he showed his ID with a "snap" sound, and showed it to the left and right. After putting it away, he reloaded his pistol, and then waved his hand. The two agents behind him walked forward to check the body of Mayor White.

At this time, Lionel walked out of the crowd quickly, his face was still a little pale. He walked around the messy body and walked towards the leading agent, then shook hands with him and said, "Benjamin, you are finally here, I was just about to send someone to invite you!"

"This charity dinner is jointly organized by the Luther family and the city government. How could this happen?" Lionel's facial features were squeezed together, and his face showed an unprecedented fatigue.

He showed a very sad expression, and then said: "I know that the security situation in the metropolis is not optimistic recently. The police chief can't give an explanation, so the mayor and I agreed to let the agents move in. Who knows..."

The agent called Benjamin frowned deeply, his expression was very indifferent, but many people attending the meeting burst into dissatisfaction.

The banquet has not even officially started, and the protagonist of the banquet, Mayor White, has turned into a corpse, which seems to tell everyone who came to the banquet that the cumbersome security checks of the agents are useless.

Many people in the crowd asked loudly, "What is going on? Why did the mayor die?!"

"How did you check?! Couldn't you even find a gun?"

"Didn't you search me very carefully?"

"Yes, you didn't even let me bring a fan, how could you let someone bring a gun in?!"

This banquet invited almost all the celebrities in the East Coast, including wealthy businessmen, politicians, scholars and well-known media people. After the initial panic, this group of people gradually calmed down and began to constantly denounce the group of agents in the center of the field.

Among them, a famous talk show host on a Chicago radio station waved his fist and shouted angrily: "Look! This is the result of sacrificing our privacy! This is their conspiracy to promote the surveillance law!"

"That's right! Why are you still blocking the door?"

"Go away! I want to go home! I don't want to be in the same room with this terrible corpse!!"

"Get out of the way! Let me leave..."

Benjamin's face remained unchanged. He looked around with a cold expression, stroking the lines on the pistol with his thumb. He spoke, and his cold voice echoed in the room.

"The mayor is dead, and no one can leave now."

"What do you mean? Do you want to lock us up here?!"

"How can you do this?! You are illegally detaining us!!"

Various dissatisfied voices rang out in the crowd again, but the agent named Benjamin seemed to be unheard. He waved his hand, and several agents rushed in from the door of the banquet hall and blocked the place layer by layer.

What made the crowd even more terrified was that all the agents were fully armed. Several participants who reacted too strongly were knocked unconscious by the anesthetic spray and then dragged to a corner by the agents.

At this time, no one dared to protest loudly. Some people gritted their teeth and cursed in a low voice. Some people frowned and thought they were unlucky. Some smart people secretly took out their mobile phones or other communicators to contact some friends they knew to get rid of this trouble.

At the moment the body fell, Bruce had secretly pressed a communication device on the back of his watch. This satellite signal communication device would connect to the laboratory in his manor and the equipment in the bat cave, providing him with data analysis support at any time, but just now, he found that all the signals were cut off.

The agents were checking clues around Mayor White's body, and Bruce was watching coldly beside him. Schiller, who was also standing still and observing the situation, was also standing aside.

He was standing closer to the inside than the mayor fell, so the crowd outside did not affect him. He still stood there, holding a glass of wine, quietly watching the group of agents searching up and down near the body.

Although the distance was far, Schiller was looking over there when the body fell, so he saw very clearly that Mayor White died of a gunshot to the head, but he fell from the top of the patio, which made him, like all the people who jumped from the building, suffer another internal organ rupture.

After discovering that all communication tools had lost signal, Bruce began to move towards Schiller without leaving a trace, but he found that his professor shook his head with a glass of wine in his hand and turned to walk deep into the hall.

Not only Bruce noticed Schiller's unusual movement, but Benjamin also noticed it. This abnormality was too obvious. Only Schiller was moving in the entire banquet hall.

Others at most looked in the direction of Mayor White's body, while Schiller strode over the candlestick that fell on the ground and walked towards the back of the banquet hall.

While other agents drove all the people to the wall, Benjamin strode over and blocked Schiller's way, then looked at him coldly and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Schiller gave a reason that Benjamin couldn't refute. Logically speaking, even if the sky fell, you couldn't stop people from going to the bathroom. This is a reason that can be used with confidence in any scenario.

However, the person who dared to move first when the body had just landed and the agents were patrolling the place must not be an ordinary person.

Benjamin still looked at Schiller with the scrutinizing and cold eyes that only agents have. Schiller also looked at him, with no change on his face, as if he was just stating a simple fact.

"This is a special situation. Please cooperate." Benjamin still didn't move, but Schiller didn't plan to retreat. The two of them were deadlocked here. At this time, Lionel also strode over and smiled at Benjamin: "Benjamin, let me introduce you. This is Professor Rodriguez, a world-renowned psychology expert and a master of criminal psychology. He has participated in the investigation of many serial murders..." "Moreover, he is the distinguished guest I invited here. I also want to hire him as a tutor for my son." "My son, Lex, is almost an adult. I originally wanted to introduce him to the social circle at this dinner. He is already waiting in the reception room upstairs. I was just about to introduce him to Professor Rodriguez. You see..." "Mr. Luther, I'm just doing my job. The last time the mayor of the metropolis was elected, he was invited to the party. He ... The turmoil has been very ugly. If we don't investigate it strictly, do you want the whole world to laugh at us? "

"I know, of course I know, Benjamin, you have been in the Metropolitan for a long time, we have been together for a few months, don't I know you?" Lionel did not retreat at all because of Benjamin's cold face. He still maintained the kind smile that made people feel good, and said:

"But Professor Rodriguez is not going to leave here. He just goes to the bathroom. What's wrong with that?"

"If I let him go, everyone here will want to go to the bathroom in less than two minutes."

"I can prove that I am not a suspect." Schiller said shockingly, and Benjamin immediately set his eyes on his face, and then stared at his face.

"Yes, I can prove it." Lionel said hurriedly: "When the body fell, Professor Rodriguez was talking to me. We were standing here, and everyone could see it. It was definitely not us who did it."

"That's not what I meant."

To Lionel's surprise, Schiller denied Lionel's explanation. He just looked into Benjamin's eyes and said, "I think you should have sent my name to the intelligence agency you can contact through the secret device on your wrist."

"Now, my resume should have appeared on your phone. You might as well open it and take a look."

Benjamin's eyes did not move. He just took out his phone from his pocket calmly and looked at a text message on the screen.

When he was halfway through reading, his fingers paused slightly, and then he didn't continue reading. He put the phone back into his pocket and said to Schiller, "The results of the investigation will be out in 5 minutes at the latest. I hope to see you here before then."

"No problem, Mr. Lionel, do you want to go with me? This is a rare opportunity. Maybe he won't let anyone go to the toilet tonight."

Benjamin didn't look at the two of them, but turned away. Lionel hesitated for a moment, but still followed Schiller's steps.

"What's in your resume? Why did he agree?" Lionel looked at Schiller and asked.

"You should have read my resume, too?"

"Oh, yes..."

"Do you think I would have shot him in the head if I had done it?"

Lionel opened his mouth, he was somewhat unable to refute, but soon, he recalled Schiller's somewhat amazing resume, and had to admit that compared with the basically indescribable murders in his resume, Mayor White's death was too mediocre.

On the way to the bathroom, Schiller talked to himself: "A gorgeous ball with laughter and laughter, a group of celebrities from the political, business and art circles, a group of omnipresent agents whose purpose is unknown, and a corpse falling from the sky..."

"This opening is too much like the scene in some old-school detective novels. I think the person who did it must be a fan of this kind of novel."

Lionel heard Schiller muttering to himself in a low voice: "The topic is very good, but the timing is a bit bad..."

"Professor Rodriguez, do you think this is related to the serial killer who has been active in the metropolis recently?"

Schiller shook his head and said: "I have not seen the crime scene of the so-called serial killer, so I can't be sure whether he is a real serial killer."

"What do you mean?" Lionel asked very puzzled.

"The criminals who commit serial murders are different from the real serial murderers. The real serial murderers are born killers, cold-blooded, ruthless, and enjoy killing..."

"And today..." Schiller stroked his wrist, stopped at the door of the bathroom, turned his head and looked at Lionel and said, "The person who did it today should be just a crappy criminal who killed for some kind of benefit."

"How did you come to this conclusion?" Lionel asked with some doubts.

"Do you know what I would do if I did it?"

Lionel looked at Schiller and asked him, "How to do it?"

Schiller turned his head away, not looking at him, but said to himself, "At the beginning of the banquet, the host will introduce the important guests, right?"

"The host will shout 'Next, please welcome our most respected mayor-Mr. White!', and then..."

"Our respected mayor will fall from the sky."

Schiller turned his head and showed a smile that made Lionel creepy.

"Accurate, humorous, and full of drama."

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