When William is one of the best sniper in the world, and you're accusing him for assassinating the president.

William finally talked to you. "I thought the president wasn't hurt?" He coldly asked.

"Yeah, he missed." you answered.

"Then that's how you know it wasn't me." he said, walking towards you. You walked behind until you reaches his desk. He put his both arms on your corner and whispers his words. "I don't missed."