Chapter 2581: Whistling Down (Thirty-Nine)

Chapter 2555 Xiaoxiao down (thirty-nine)

"Oh, really? The second after he took my letter and left, 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 give me a mental illness 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 will adopt, and 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 for your boss. You are only responsible for asking questions from the interrogation subjects. Whatever happens to your boss will be your responsibility."

"There is an invisible rule in your system, that is, low-level 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 figuring 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 bosses' jobs. "

"Because if they don't do this, they may lose their jobs, lose their 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 concrete fact on me that you have constructed in your mind, as you do, use leading questioning to get me to tell you the answer you want to come up with."

"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 combine 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 find ways 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 complain a few times because I sent so many letters, I started to kill him. "

“When he came to receive the letter, I told him that he would have something to deliver later, so he could come over and lure him with a high tip, so that he came 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 at night."

"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 for 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. will not move around the room."

"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 remember my physical features, so I instigated my niece to put on loose clothes and use my nimbleness to climb over the back wall. Throw the body bag over."

"I drove to the post office to find out what the people there thought about the missing postman. At the same time, I guessed that they would report the case, so I could try to prolong the time to file the case, such as saying something like 'I saw the postman was tired and not in a good mood yesterday', which could mislead the postman's colleagues and the police, making them think that the postman just skipped work to rest, thus prolonging the search time."

"After making sure that there was no problem over there, I drove back and pretended to be a completely innocent victim. I walked back to you without any scruples, as a perverted murderer, and watched you being fooled by me and then secretly rejoiced..."

Schiller ignored the silent atmosphere in the room and the shocked eyes of the new police officers gathered at the door or in the room, and continued:

"You asked me if I had seen the postman. If I said yes, you would ask me, What is the relationship between the two of us? If I say that he received a lot of letters from me, you can ask him how he looked at that time. Even if I say that he was in a good state, you will also say that I have added so much workload to him, and he can't have no complaints at all..."

"Then you can naturally lead the topic to whether I am a person who can tolerate others' bad attitude towards me. Of course, the fact is that I can't. Even if you ask all my colleagues and friends, you will never come to the conclusion that I am a gentle person. All you can get is that I have a bad temper."

"In this way, you have perfectly deduced my motive. Because the postman was rude to me, I, a mentally disturbed pervert, must kill him."

"The method is even easier to deduce. I wove a perfect human skin for myself, a successful university professor, I have enough money to buy a luxury villa, know Bruce Wayne and other celebrities, and enjoy a high reputation in the academic world. "

"And I wear a suit every day, so people can recognize at a glance that I am a person of high social status, so I will not be suspected in any occasion, let alone in front of the postman. "

"So I have plenty of opportunities to trick him into my house, take advantage of him not paying attention, use any blunt instrument to hit him, and then cut his body casually, and go to various occasions to dispose of the body calmly. "

"Or maybe this is not enough, you need me to be more perverted, I didn't throw his body away..."

Schiller stood up while speaking, walked to the refrigerator, stood in front of the refrigerator, turned his head to look at the old policeman at the door and said: "Excuse me, can you help me lift this thing up? Anyway, you Standing there, originally intending that you would come over and open the refrigerator to reveal the truth at his command. "

The old police officer did not seem surprised. He walked to Schiller and waved to the other young policemen. Clay slightly widened his eyes and stared at him and said, "What are you doing? ! You need to obey my orders!"

"Look, it's like this again." Schiller sneered and said, "Listening to the opinions of suspects or onlookers is never within your duties, but the police must do so, otherwise they will receive complaints and have their wages deducted."

"This is especially true for the police under Gordon. They have spent unimaginable energy to establish their own prestige in this sinful city. The police who can stay until today never obey only one person's orders. They are the guardians of this city and its citizens. "

With the joint efforts of several police officers, the heavy refrigerator was lifted up. The moment it was lifted up, the door of the freezer fell down, and one of the drawers opened halfway.

Inside was half a human arm.

At this time, the police from the physical evidence department came in. Although he didn't understand the strange and serious atmosphere in the room, he still reported conscientiously: "Boss, the body has been assembled. In addition to the missing scalp, fingers and genitals, two-thirds of the right forearm is also missing..."

Everyone's eyes fell on the half arm in the freezer of the refrigerator, which perfectly matched the description of the police.

Clay stood up, narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Schiller, no matter what kind of rhetoric you use to refute, the physical evidence cannot be denied. I think you need..."

Shiva Na pushed him away with such force that Clay fell to the ground. The bald man's right eye was emitting a bright light. He almost madly pushed aside several policemen and rushed to the front of the refrigerator.

Because in his vision, the entire freezer of the refrigerator was occupied by an incomparable evil force.

He reached out and pulled open the drawer where his arm was placed. Under his arm, countless crimson meats were frozen layer by layer, and in the deepest part of the drawer, Shivana saw a hoof.

The moment he opened the drawer, endless purple energy could be released from the small refrigerator grille, almost filling the entire room and spreading outward.

The right eye became brighter and brighter, and the evil energy began to surge towards Shivana's right eye.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

Shivana screamed, covered his 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, indifferent, bad, and childish.

I think he was right.