Chapter 1187 Who Can Make Schiller Confess? (Part 2)

The black agent took the document and strode out of the room, but Bruce did not leave. Instead, he stood in front of the table for a few seconds and then sat down slowly.

He propped his elbows on the table, crossed his fingers and clenched his fists, pressed them under his nose, and squinted his eyes.

As his azure eyes flashed a gleam, the time in the room began to flow backwards.

Jimmy walked in backwards, put the document next to him, and then sat down. Bruce faced him again.

"He is a very experienced FBI agent." Bruce said, and when he looked up, he saw another self standing behind Jimmy.

Bruce, who was sitting at the table, gradually lost his blue pupils and his eyes turned completely white, which looked a bit scary, but the Bruce standing behind Jimmy gradually had a pair of blue eyes, calm, rational, and full of wisdom.

Bruce, who was standing behind Jimmy, took a step to the left and came to Jimmy's side, pointing at his hand on the table and said, "There are very obvious signs of training on his hand. His shooting skills should be quite good."

"How old is he?" asked Bruce, who had lost his pupil.

"According to the skeleton and hair condition of black people, he should be 35 to 40 years old. Because he has received strict physical training, he looks younger and stronger than ordinary people."

Bruce, who had blue eyes, looked at Jimmy's completely still expression, and then said, "The training marks on his body show that he was once a field agent, and 35 to 40 years old is the prime age for field agents. So, why is he sitting here and collecting civilian intelligence?"

Bruce, who had white eyes, blinked lightly, and time began to fast forward again. Jimmy stood up, packed up the documents, pulled out the chair, and turned to walk to the door.

Bruce, who had white eyes, blinked again, and time began to flow slowly. Jimmy opened his mouth and wanted to confirm the situation with the security guard outside the door, so he showed his teeth.

Time stopped again. Bruce with blue eyes looked down at Jimmy's mouth. He changed several angles repeatedly. After seeing the situation clearly, he still said in a very steady tone:

"His teeth are not in good condition. An impacted tooth was found on the right side of his mouth. The posterior molars had caries. The dentist's level was not good enough. The filling materials were relatively ordinary, with large color differences. The lower front teeth were uneven and no dental correction was performed."

"This shows that his economic conditions are average." Bruce with white eyes said: "Although field agents are more dangerous, their income is higher, almost 3 to 4 times that of civilian staff. If he needs money, there is no reason for him to voluntarily resign from his job as a field agent."

"Then, the possibility of him voluntarily requesting a transfer is ruled out."

In an instant, time froze again. Bruce with blue eyes walked to Jimmy's side. From the neck to the shoulder, then to the chest, waist and legs, he checked Jimmy's body from top to bottom like a body search.

"The bones are relatively strong, the muscles are evenly distributed, the arm swing and walking posture are normal, the limbs used for movement have not been seriously injured, the breathing rate is fast, the chest rises and falls steadily, and there is no obvious abnormality in the cardiopulmonary function."

After the blue-eyed Bruce finished speaking quickly, he came to Jimmy again, looked into his eyes and said: "The pupil dilation is normal, the eyeball is congested, but there is no obvious eye injury, and the vision is normal."

"It seems that the possibility that he cannot continue to work in the field due to injury has been ruled out." Bruce with white eyes nodded and said.

The next second, the lights in the room suddenly went out, leaving only a faint light through the gap between the curtains, and the light in the whole room became dim.

Bruce, who had lost his pupils and only had white eyeballs, turned his head suddenly and saw a pair of gray eyes appear in the dark shadows at the end of the room.

The outline of this figure slowly walked out of the darkness. It was another Bruce, but he had a pair of gray eyes.

"This agent named Jimmy doesn't like the job he's doing now." Bruce with gray eyes said, he slowly walked to the table and still sat at the table. Bruce with white eyes blinked, and Jimmy returned to his seat.

Bruce with gray eyes reached out and picked up the document in Jimmy's hand. The content on it was blurry. Bruce didn't see it, so he naturally didn't know what was written on it.

But Bruce with gray eyes flicked the lower right corner of the white paper with his index finger. It was rolled up, and the direction of the roll was very straight and the shape was very regular. It was obviously not pressed accidentally.

Bruce with gray eyes lowered his eyes, then looked up at Bruce with white eyes opposite him, and Bruce with white eyes stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

In front of him, Jimmy's movements began to play at a very fast speed, as if many frames of the movie were taken away and turned into many pictures edited together.

"Stop." Bruce with gray eyes shouted.

In an instant, Jimmy stopped moving, and at this moment, with his right index finger and thumb pinching the corner of the paper document blocked by his left hand, he slowly rolled it inward.

"Typical anxiety." Bruce with gray eyes bent down, lowered his body to get close to Jimmy's fingers, and looked at his trembling muscles and said, "He feels very impatient and anxious. The rolled-up corners of the paper show that his heart is shrinking inwards, and he is fighting against some kind of emotion of his own."

The next second, Bruce with gray eyes squatted down again and looked at Jimmy's feet under the table. Bruce with white eyes also left the chair and squatted down. Bruce with gray eyes pointed to the direction of Jimmy's leather shoes and said:

"His two feet are not facing the person he is talking to, but all leaning to the right. What does this mean?"

The two Bruces stood up at the same time and looked to Jimmy's right, which was the door of this office.

"He is eager to leave and doesn't want to face you at all, which is completely abnormal in this conversation."

"He is an interrogator and you are the one being interrogated. He shouldn't want to leave before you, but since he expressed this emotion, it proves that there must be a reason for it."

As Bruce with white eyes stood up, Jimmy stood in front of the long conference table like a puppet, pulled by an invisible force.

Bruce with white eyes walked to the main seat of the table, Bruce with blue eyes sat on his right, Bruce with gray eyes sat on his left, and at the same time, Bruce with red eyes appeared in the second position on the right.

Bruce without pupils put his hands on the table. He turned his head to the right and said to Bruce with blue eyes: "Fact analysis - empathy."

Then he turned his head to the left and looked at Bruce with gray eyes and said: "Emotional judgment - empathy."

Finally, he set his eyes on Bruce with red eyes and uttered a word: "...intuition."

"Next, let's put all the clues together."

"Jimmy Andris, a former FBI field agent, is of the right age, strong, poor financial conditions, needs a high salary, has not suffered serious injuries that affect his ability to work, but has changed from a field agent to a civilian staff member conducting interrogations."

"Neither did he resign on his own initiative, nor was he transferred due to injury, so There is only one possibility left, that he was forced to transfer. "

Bruce with gray eyes added: "Although he has been in an impatient mood, he is not sloppy or careless in his work. He is a very dedicated person."

"When you mentioned that the Constitution gives him the right to go to every inch of federal land, his mood obviously dropped, which shows that he believes in the law and has a sense of national honor."

"When he mentioned the word justice, his emotions became excited, which shows that he has a good sense of justice."

"Can an agent transferred from the field department who is not proficient in psychology and behavior make a professional judgment on this case?"

Bruce with white eyes asked a question, and all the Bruce shook their heads.

"Does Jimmy know this himself?"

All the Bruce nodded again.

"So, why does he want to leave?"

Bruce with white eyes just asked the question, and he answered himself: "Because he knows that he can't make a decision. He knows that he is just a puppet. The outcome of this case was doomed from the beginning. His sense of justice makes him feel very tired of this unfair trial and he urgently wants to escape from here."

Bruce with gray eyes sighed softly, and then said: "His last sentence is hinting... Oh, no, it's not a hint anymore, he has already made it clear that someone is manipulating everything with the purpose of putting Schiller in jail. He hopes you can do something to maintain justice."

But at this time, Bruce with blue eyes said: "If someone manipulated all this, then why did they choose an old agent with a sense of justice and pursuit of justice, rather than a fool who was completely under their control and would not make any unnecessary moves?"

Instantly, Bruce with red eyes stood up. He looked at himself in front of the long table and said in a low voice:

"They are sure that Jimmy will not affect this case too much... They don't want him to live."

With a "pop", the condensed space broke, and Bruce, who was sitting in front of the long table, suddenly woke up. He stood up quickly and turned to look outside the door.

Only a few minutes had passed, but Jimmy's figure had already disappeared in the corridor. Bruce also took a step and chased in the direction Jimmy left.

Unexpectedly, just after turning a corner, he saw two figures walking towards him. Bruce immediately slowed down his steps and found that the people walking towards him were a man and a woman.

"Oh my God, Mr. Bruce Wayne!" The man stepped forward first, looked at Bruce with a surprised tone and said, "I heard from Jimmy a long time ago that you would come here for questioning today. It's great that you are willing to cooperate with our work!"

"Let me introduce myself. I'm William Denechter, a lecturer in psychology and behavior at the FBI Agent Training Center."

William pushed his glasses, looked at the black-haired lady next to him, and introduced:

"This is Talia Augu, a lecturer in the equipment use and maintenance course at the FBI Agent Training Center."

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