In the middle of the FBI base in Ravilla County, Metropolitan Area, Amanda stood in the center of her office and said in an angry voice:

"I can't control all the killers in this world, and I can't be responsible for all the murders in this world! Even if it happened in the FBI."

"But, Miss Amanda, you must understand that nothing good has happened to the FBI since the execution of your Lamb plan, and if it weren't for your plan, this murder wouldn't have happened in the base."

Opposite Amanda, an old man in a suit with gray hair pushed his glasses and said, "You have to understand me, I am only responsible for the FBI organization in the metropolitan area, and I was sent here only in the hope of getting a positive answer from you, after all, you refused to answer my phone call a few days ago."

Amanda tilted her head to the side, and she said with a sneer, "My lamb plan has nothing to do with this case, I have nothing to explain!"

"Amanda, this attitude of yours is not going to help solve the problem, I know that this murder that happened in the county base of Ravilla is not necessarily directly related to your lamb plan, and you may not be aware of it, but the question is, how many people think they are connected?"

"This case has brought shame to the FBI in the entire metropolitan area, and we need someone to take responsibility for this, do you hope that's you?" Amanda took a deep breath with a humiliated expression on her face, but she quickly pursed her lips to lower her tone, and said, "I'm sorry, I've been in a bit of a bad mood lately, I'll try to adjust my state and give everyone an explanation."

The old man stepped forward and patted Amanda on the shoulder, and walked past her, Amanda closed her eyes, and the muscles around her mouth and neck were shaking.

After everyone left, Amanda shook her head vigorously and Davis opened the door and said to her, "Amanda, we have to go back."

But Amanda seemed to have a sudden outburst, she turned her head and stared at Davis viciously and said, "What do you call me?" Davis was stunned for a moment and then said, "Amanda?"

"You used to call me Lady Waller! Because I was your boss, and still are, and you despise me and disrespect me!"

Davis was a little surprised and said, "But we've all been working together for so long, and it's a bit annoying to call honorifics, right?" I'm not going to let my subordinates have to call me by my last name, right?"

But Amanda quickly stepped forward and stared into Davis's eyes, and said in a cold tone, "Because you got on Wayne's line, he bribed you, and you took his money, and you felt that you had something to rely on, so you didn't take me seriously······ You're all like that!"

"Amanda, calm down, it's good news that Wayne is willing to take over this mess, otherwise, we'll have to bear the responsibility of the FBI."

"Mess ?!!" Amanda raised her voice and screamed, "You think my plan is a mess?! You've been thinking that for a long time, haven't you?"

"Of course not, otherwise, why would *** join this program? That's why I've been working under you because I agree with your philosophy, and I'm not wrong for so long, right?" Davis also looked a little irritated. ….

"Amanda, it's happened, we can only count us unlucky, you just happened to implement the plan to contain a serial murderer, and you ran into a murderous murderer in the FBI base, even if others have no evidence to prove that these two things are related, but you can't stop them from thinking in this direction."

"Wayne is right, now we don't have the ability to implement this plan anymore, he is willing to take over, then we will cooperate with him, as long as the final result is good, right?" Davis tried to persuade him.

Amanda clenched her fists tightly, she took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision,

She smiled a somewhat reluctant smile at Davis and said, "I'm sorry, Davis, my emotions were a little out of control just now, what you said is right, as long as my hard work over the years has not been wasted, let's go back first."

Davis didn't think about it, with Amanda One

flew back to the Florence Super Prison in Colorado, and as soon as she entered the prison, Amanda said to Davis:

"It's a bit of a trouble to have a prisoner die because of improper custody, and I'm afraid that the Colorado legislature will be held accountable for this, so you'd better go there and ask around and see if they mean it."

Davis thought for a moment, pushed his glasses and said, "I'm not worried about the council, but I'm afraid that some media will notice this, and it just so happens that a councillor I know has two newspapers under his command, so I'm going to ask him for dinner."

Amanda nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

After Davis left, Amanda clenched her fists again, and she paced down the hallway in front of her office for half an hour, but finally said to a security guard next to her, "You go and bring the prisoner from cell 3 to the interrogation room, and I want to make a special question about him."

"However, Miss Amanda, the inmates in Cell 3 are marked as the highest level of danger, and Mr. Wayne has forbidden anyone from contact with him, and has even canceled all psychiatric examinations."

"Who is in charge of this prison?" Amanda stared into the security guard's eyes and said, "Are you going to put the bribe on your face?"

"I'm sorry, I'll go right away."

Amanda descended the stairs and soon found herself in the inquiry room.

After pushing the door open, Schiller, who was sitting in the center of the room, was tilting his head and asking the security personnel to adjust the position of his mask.

Schiller was still unable to speak, but Amanda read a phrase in his eyes, "Amanda, we meet again."

Amanda stood in the middle of the room with the key in hand, looking at the prisoner across from her with security all over her body, but she felt that she was the prisoner at the penalty station.

Schiller blinked, and Amanda read another sentence between the changes in his eyes, "Did they put a lot of pressure on you?" Amanda turned her head to the side slightly, her Adam's apple quivering, her arm muscles tense, and her eyes red.

"Open his mask." Amanda struggled to contain her trembling voice and said.

The security guards removed Schiller's mask, and Schiller let out a soft sigh, and at the end of the sigh, he said in a deep voice, "Stupid girl·····." ….

Amanda could no longer control her emotions, she was like a volcano that had been brewing for a long time, but never had a chance to erupt, and she trembled like an electric shock.

She staggered a few steps, propped her hands on the table, looked at Schiller with tearful eyes, and said, "They want to take it all, Wayne, Davis, the FBI, they're all robbers, damn robbers······

Schiller raised his eyes to Amanda and said, "As a researcher of psychology, you should know very well that it is not a person who is gentle and has a good attitude towards you that means that he is on your side, nor is it that a person who is sharp and sharp in his words is necessarily your enemy."

Schiller leaned back in his chair, no longer looking at Amanda, but at the air next to him and said, "Miss Waller, actually, I don't understand, what kind of hatred we have that makes you feel that I am your enemy?"

"What is it that drives you to treat everyone as teammates, or even ignore them at all, in order to deal with me, do they have common interests with you?"

"Have I wronged you for my evaluation?" Schiller stared into Amanda's eyes and said, "If you're not a bag girl, you know that there will be many people who will allow you to come up with a plan and work hard to make it happen, but you will never be allowed to get its fruits."

Amanda kept gasping, her hands propped up on the table into fists, nails digging deep into the flesh, Schiller glanced at her hand and said, "If you weren't without talent, you wouldn't have any resistance and let Wayne take your rights."

"It's true that there are many people in this world who work for money, but if you really have enough charisma and are a good leader, will those subordinates who betray you be so at ease and not feel guilty?"

"If you're not too emotional, blinded by hatred, you'll be until

There is no way back before I remember that your mentor and life-saver have the ability to help you and are willing to help you?"

Amanda stood a little dumbfounded, and after a while, she slowly moved her gaze to Schiller and said, "······· Will you help me?"

"Since the two of us first met, we haven't had any conflicts, it's you who unilaterally think that I have a grudge against you, but I don't really think so, because I'm not a simple-minded, emotional stupid girl."

Amanda pursed her lips and straightened up, she glanced at the collar around Schiller's neck and said, "Even if I treat you in such a cruel way?" "So you know, it's cruel." Schiller blinked again and said, "Because of your unclear right and wrong, I was tortured by sensory deprivation for two weeks, underwent a very inhumane operation, and you let the switch of the controller fall into Wayne's hands."

Amanda wiped her eyes, and her tone became a little anxious: "I don't know, you were actually ······ in the first place."

"Don't mention the original thing." Schiller shook his head and said, "I'll want to help you, just because, I have to teach Bruce Wayne a lesson." ….

Amanda couldn't take her eyes off Schiller's face, she couldn't make any movement right now, or rather, she didn't dare to do it.

Schiller in front of him was pale, his eyes sunken in their sockets, dull, but everyone could read the madness and nervousness in them.

Every natural homicidal maniac in this world is a control freak, a sadist, and a pervert.

They are the only ones who have violated other people's territory, and if anyone dares to make them feel offended, they will be repaid tenfold.

"You know what? I don't care that Bruce Wayne makes me confess or puts me in jail, or that he tortures me or tries to control me with some device, or that there is bloodshed, pain, and humiliation."

Schiller always behaved very elegantly, never hysterical, and the only thing that showed his indifference and madness was those gray eyes.

Amanda heard, and Schiller said in a deep air:

"But he lost the most basic courtesy, and when he saw me again, he didn't even say hello to me, and I hate rude people."

"He has to pay a price for it and learn a hard enough lesson."

When Schiller shifted her gaze to Amanda, Amanda instinctively took a step back, she lowered her head, and covered her mouth with her hand, unable to utter a word.

In an instant, all the expressions on Schiller's face disappeared, and the terrible sense of oppression disappeared, and he became calm and elegant again, he looked at Amanda, and said unhurriedly, "Tell me about the current situation."

"The FBI don't trust me at all, they're putting a lot of pressure on me to explain the murder that happened at the Ravilla County base, and they just want me to be held accountable!"

"Davis and most of the security staff are on Wayne's side, and he has the remote control to control the nanoneural control device, and the chances of us being able to resist him are slim." Amanda said with great embarrassment.

"That's for you." Schiller shook his head lightly and said, "I'm different from you, I haven't spent so many years living alone, and I have a lot of friends."

Amanda opened her mouth for a moment, and she looked at Schiller with a complicated expression and said, "Bruce Wayne is really your good student, you two are exactly the same······ I'm sorry, Professor."

"Remember that call?" Schiller looked up at Amanda.

Amanda frowned deeply, she recalled the scene from that day and asked, "Who is Lucifer?"

"A son who has had a conflict with his father and has been entangled for thousands of years." Schiller summed it up very briefly, and before Amanda could speak, Schiller preempted her and said, "He can't give us any direct help······

"But because he is also the son of a father, and knows me very well, he can bring me, the ally I want most." "What are we going to do?" Amanda asked

。 "Do nothing, you get out of here, let me stay here until night." "Why?" Amanda asked, puzzled.

"Because the night belongs to Batman."

There is nothing special about the night in Colorado, the same deep and dark, with only a small window inquiry room, which turns into complete darkness as night falls.

Schiller sat quietly in the center of the room, his expression very calm, as if waiting for someone to come to the appointment.

The hands of the clock turned to 1:05 a.m., and in an instant, there was a slight movement in the quiet room, and Schiller then spoke: "It seems that Lucifer did not disappoint me."

The dark shadow who had just entered the room paused, and as those gray eyes swept over, he knew that he had found the right person. "You seem to know I'm coming." A deep voice sounded.

Schiller didn't answer, he just looked at the dark figure who entered the room, he was tall, strong, and wrapped around his body with a long cloak. The shimmer of light shone on him, and the shadow stretched behind him, covering the corners of the room and most of the ceiling.

And at the end of the shadow, the most striking thing is the two long, pointed ears. "Long time no see······ Or rather, it's nice to meet for the first time, Batman."

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