Chapter 1180 Who Can Make Schiller Plead Guilty? (Part 2)
The black agent took the documents 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 slowly sat down.
He put his elbows on the table, crossed his fingers into fists, put them under his nose, and narrowed his eyes.
As his blue eyes flashed with luster, time in the room began to flow backwards.
Jimmy walked in backwards, put the file in his hand, then sat down, and Bruce faced him again.
"He is a very experienced FBI agent." Bruce said. When he looked up, he saw his other self, standing behind Jimmy.
Sitting at the table, the blue pupils in Bruce's eyes gradually disappeared and his eyes turned completely white, which looked a bit scary. However, the Bruce standing behind Jimmy gradually gained a pair of blue eyes, calm and calm.
Reason, full of wisdom.
Bruce, who was standing behind Jimmy with blue eyes, took a step to the left, came to Jimmy's side, pointed to his hand on the table and said: "There are very obvious traces of training on the hand. His shooting skills
It should be pretty good.”
"How old is he?" asked Bruce, whose white eyes had lost their pupils.
"Based on the bone and hair condition of black people, they should be 35 to 40 years old. Because they have received relatively strict physical training, they appear younger and stronger than ordinary people."
Blue-eyed Bruce looked at Jimmy's completely still expression, and then said: "The training marks on his body indicate that he was once a field agent, and 35 to 40 years old is the prime age for field agents. So, why did he sit down?"
Civilian intelligence collection is conducted here?"
Bruce with white eyes blinked slightly, and time began to fast forward again. Jimmy stood up, packed up the documents, pulled out his chair, turned and walked towards the door.
Bruce with white eyes blinked again, and time began to flow slowly. Jimmy opened his mouth, wanting to confirm the situation with the security guard outside the door, so he showed his teeth.
Time froze again, and blue-eyed Bruce lowered his head and looked into Jimmy's mouth. He changed several angles repeatedly. After seeing the situation clearly, he still said in a very stable tone:
"His dental condition is not good. An impacted tooth was found on the right side of his mouth. There has been dental caries on the back molars. His dentistry is not good enough. The filling material is ordinary and has a large color difference. The lower front teeth are uneven and not even.
Have had any orthodontic treatment.”
"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 employees. If he needs money, there is no reason to do it.
Take the initiative to resign from your job as a field agent."
"Then, that rules out the possibility of him actively requesting a transfer."
In an instant, time froze again, and blue-eyed Bruce walked up to Jimmy. From the neck to the shoulders, 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 well-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 smoothly, and there is no obvious abnormality in the cardiopulmonary function."
After blue-eyed Bruce finished speaking quickly, he came to Jimmy again, looked into his eyes and said: "The pupil dilation is normal, the eyeballs are congested, but there are no obvious eye injuries, and the vision is normal."
"It seems that we have ruled out the possibility that he was injured and unable to continue field work." Bruce, with white eyes, nodded.
The next second, the lights in the room suddenly went out, leaving only the faint light coming through the gaps in the curtains, and the light in the entire room became dim.
Bruce, who had lost his pupils and had only white eyeballs left, suddenly turned his head and saw a pair of gray eyes appearing in the dark shadows at the end of the room.
The silhouette 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 work he is doing now." Bruce with gray eyes said. He slowly walked to the table and was still sitting at the table. Bruce with white eyes blinked.
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 naturally he didn't know what was written on it.
But Bruce, who had gray eyes, flicked the lower right corner of the white paper with his index finger, and it was rolled up. The direction of the roll was very positive and the shape was regular. It was obviously not accidentally pressed.
The gray-eyed Bruce lowered his eyes, then raised his eyes to look at the white-eyed Bruce opposite. The white-eyed Bruce stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
In front of him, Jimmy's movements began to play at an extremely fast speed, as if many frames had been taken away from the movie and turned into many pictures edited together.
"Stop," gray-eyed Bruce shouted.
In an instant, Jimmy's movement stopped, and at this time, where it was blocked by the paper document picked up with his left hand, Jimmy's right index finger and thumb pinched the corner of the document and slowly rolled it in.
"A typical manifestation of anxiety." Gray-eyed Bruce bent down, lowered his body close to Jimmy's fingers, and looked at his trembling muscles and said: "He felt very impatient and anxious, as shown by the rolled-up corners of the paper.
, his heart is constantly shrinking inward, and he is engaging in internal friction with some of his own emotions."
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 in the direction of Jimmy's leather shoes and said:
"His two feet are not facing the person he is talking to at all, but are leaning to the right. What does this mean?"
The two Bruces stood up at the same time and looked to Jimmy's right side, which was the door to the office.
"He was desperate to leave and didn't want to face you at all, which is completely abnormal in this conversation."
"He is an interrogator, and you are the one on trial. He should not want to leave before you, but since he expressed this emotion, it proves that there must be a reason for this."
The moment Bruce with white eyes stood up, Jimmy was like a puppet, pulled by an invisible force, standing upright in front of the long conference table.
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, a red eye appeared in the second position on the right
of blues.
Bruce, who had no pupils, put his hands on the table. He first turned his head to look to the right and said to Bruce with blue eyes: "Fact analysis - empathy."
Then, he turned to look at Bruce with gray eyes on the left side and said: "Emotional judgment - empathy."
Finally, he turned his attention to Bruce with red eyes and uttered one word: "...intuition."
"Next, let's put together all the clues we got."
"Jimmy Andries, a former FBI field agent, was of the right age, in good health, in poor financial circumstances, needed a high salary, and had not suffered serious injuries that would affect his ability to do his job, but he was a former FBI field agent.
officers and became civilian personnel conducting interrogations.”
"Neither he resigned on his own initiative nor was he transferred due to injury, so there is only one possibility left. He was forced to transfer."
Bruce, with gray eyes, added: "Although he has always been in an impatient mood, he does not treat his work carelessly or carelessly. 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 became obviously depressed. This shows that he believes in the law and has a sense of national honor."
"When he mentioned the word justice, his emotions became intense, which shows that he has a good sense of justice."
"Can an agent who is not proficient in psychology and behavior and is transferred from the field department make a professional judgment on this case?"
White-eyed Bruce asked a question, and all the Bruces shook their heads.
"Does Jimmy know this himself?"
All the blues nodded again.
"Then why did he want to leave?"
The white-eyed Bruce just asked the question, and he answered it himself: "Because he knows that he can't make a decision, he knows that he is just a puppet, and the outcome of this case is doomed from the beginning. His sense of justice makes him
I feel very tired of this unfair trial and desperately want to escape from here."
Bruce with gray eyes sighed softly, and then said: "His last sentence is hinting... Oh, no, it is no longer hinting, he is already making it clear that someone is manipulating everything with the purpose of putting Schiller in jail.
, he hopes you can do something to uphold justice."
But at this time, blue-eyed Bruce said: "If someone manipulated all this, then why would they choose an old agent who has a sense of justice and pursues justice instead of an old agent who is completely controlled by them and will not make any mistakes?"
Any superfluous moves?"
In an instant, Bruce with red eyes stood up. He looked at himself in front of the long table and said in a deep voice:
"They were sure not to let Jimmy have too much influence on the case... They didn't want to let him live."
With a "pop", the condensed space shattered. Bruce, who was sitting at the long table, suddenly woke up. He quickly stood up and turned to look out the door.
Only a few minutes had passed, but Jimmy's figure had already disappeared into the corridor, and Bruce also took steps to chase Jimmy in the direction he left.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned 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 in a surprised tone and said, "I have heard from Jimmy a long time ago that you will come over for questioning today. Are you willing to cooperate?"
What a great job we do!”
"Introduction, I am William Denecht, instructor of psychology and behavior at the FBI Agent Training Center."
William pushed up his glasses, looked at the black-haired lady next to him, and introduced:
"This is the instructor of the Equipment Usage and Maintenance Course at the FBI Agent Training Center, Talia Ogu."
