Chapter 1203: Lamb's Cry(15)_1

The night in Colorado State was far milder than in Gotham. The weather here was quite pleasant, without as many rainy and foggy days. As a result, even when night fell, the bright moonlight would illuminate the buildings clearly.

The lone Florence ADX Supermax Prison sat at the foot of the mountains, appearing more desolate and even somewhat terrifying under the bright moonlight. The residents near Denver knew that a prison had been built far from the city, but they had no idea what kind of madmen were locked up inside.

Ignorance can indeed be a blessing. If they knew the truth about this prison, they would probably have sleepless nights.

When the elongated luxury car parked at the prison's gate, Bruce in a suit got out. He walked to the rear seat of the car and opened the door for Amanda. Davis, who had been waiting in front of the prison, warmly greeted them and shook hands with Bruce.

"Regarding William's death, I feel deeply sorry. I don't know what kind of brutal murderer would dare to act within the Federal Bureau of Investigation headquarters, nor what benefits it would bring them," Bruce casually brought up a topic as if he were making idle talk.

Leading both of them into the prison, Davis sighed, "The killer must be insane. Does he think committing a crime within the Federal Bureau of Investigation wouldn't be discovered? In fact, clues have already been uncovered. I believe it won't be long before the killer is brought to justice."

Bruce nodded and smiled, "I have great faith in the Federal Bureau of Investigation's efficiency in solving cases. However, Amanda and I discussed earlier that many people attribute this incident as a serial killer's retaliation against your plan. They feel dissatisfied, thinking your plan was too bold and thus led to such consequences."

Amanda snorted, "They think everything in the world is too bold. Criminals should be left alone as it would cause no harm."

Davis coughed lightly, it seemed like a reminder for Amanda to refrain from such radical comments. Amanda turned her head, not wanting to discuss this topic anymore.

The three of them entered the building through a narrow passageway on the side of the prison. Bruce seemed quite interested in the environment, inspecting the architectural structures.

After some time, he shook his head, "Miss Vole, like I said, your idea is not bad to keep serial killers in a superprison in order to civilize them. Theoretically, it can be implemented."

"Serial killers are not oblivious logs. Though they don't consider themselves as part of the human race, in reality, they are. As long as they are human, they can be disciplined. The key lies in the methods of discipline."

Amanda still looked reluctant. She said, "If you think using violence to civilize them is wrong, should I take a soft approach and reason with them? If social life has failed to make them understand simple truths over these years, how can they learn if they are not inflicted with sufficient pain?"

Bruce shook his head, "Sometimes, using force is necessary. But it cannot be the only method. I am thinking about filling in this gap."

"Miss Vole, I believe you've heard about a famous murder case. My parents, Mr. and Mrs. Wayne, died from murder about a decade ago. Over the years, I have been tracking the killer's traces, planning to avenge."

"I harbor no less hatred for criminals than you do. To realize that there are others in the world who are also planning against criminals for years, it makes me feel happy."

Amanda slightly furrowed her brows, but she was not expressing dissatisfaction. Rather, she was racking her brains to recall the case of Thomas and Martha Wayne. "I have heard about that case. But homicides in Gotham are all mysterious. Have you found the killer?"

"Yes, he was not some serial killer, but someone who acted for profits upon others' instructions. When I found him, he was nearly on his deathbed. So there's no point in dwelling on it further."

Bruce's words, along with the tone of lament in his voice, relieved Amanda. If Bruce had said that his parents were killed by a serial killer, she would have started doubting him."

"Until today, I haven't found the killer who murdered my parents and brother." Amanda pursed her lips and said, "Professor Shearer has made meritorious contributions to this."

"What exactly happened between you two?" Bruce asked, looking rather puzzled.

"He was once my college professor. When my family was killed, I sought help from him, but he refused. Then, when I found a clue pointing to a newsstand, he burned it down in advance, severing the trail, and up until today, I still haven't found the killer."

Amanda took a deep breath and said, "Later, I found out they communicated through publications and newspapers. Shearer burned the place to eliminate their traces, destroying my clue in the process."

Bruce nodded, refraining from asking further. At this point, they had reached a room. As Davis was entering the password, he said, "You mentioned wanting to see Professor Shearer. I arranged for him to be brought here in advance. Although he just had surgery and is virtually immobilized, for your safety, it's best not to make physical contact with him."