[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Hannibal Lecter was reclining on the bunk and flipping through magazines. Clarice Starling stopped about two arms' length from the fence, and Jack and November followed behind her.

"Doctor Lecter." Starling greeted first, her voice seemed normal to her.

November didn't know what Crowford's psychology brought him and Jack and Starling together, he did ask Crowford about Hannibal in the past and showed some interest.But he never thought Crowford was in such a good mood.

It's just that Crowford asked for Starling's name to be signed on the investigative report.The meaning is obvious, he and Jack are just here to watch, no accident, Starling himself is the leader.

Hannibal stopped reading and looked up, his eyes fixed on Starling herself speaking, but not forgetting to observe Jack and November.

November didn't know if this was his own illusion. Dr. Lecter's eyes seemed to stay on his face for a few seconds longer, those purple eyes seemed to be able to make strange sounds, which made November hear the sound of some machine gears turning , but disappeared instantly.

"Doctor Lecter, I'm Clarice Starling, can I talk to you?" Starling's voice was so calm and indifferent, but only she knew that this was the result of her deliberate control.

Doctor Lecter thought for a while, and calmly walked to the front half of the cage.

"Good morning," he said politely, his voice was a little hoarse, like the scraping of metal, like the slowly turning gears in November's mind, which drove the whole machine to work, but it was just Hannibal probably hadn't spoken for too long.

"Dr. Lecter, we have a problem with psychoanalysis, and I would like your help," Starling said.

"We mean the three of you, or Quantico's Behavioral Sciences department. I think you're one of Jack Crowford's."

"Yes, that's right."

"May I see your papers? Including, the two men behind you, none of whom have introduced themselves so far."

Starling didn't expect it, "We already showed it in the office."

"You may be a reporter. Chilton got paid to let you in. I think I'm entitled to see your papers."

"Okay." Starling asked Jack and November for their opinions with their eyes, and the two had no objection. They put the ID card on the tray used for food and passed it through the slide by the window.

Hannibal picked up the three sheets of soft film and looked at it under the light, "Interns? Three interns, Jack Crowford sent the interns to talk to me."

"I'm still training at the Bureau, yes," Starling said, "but we're not talking about FBI students, we're talking about psychology, and am I qualified to talk to you about what we're going to talk about?" Talk, can you decide without hearing anything?"

"Well, actually—you're really slippery." Hannibal passed his ID card through the plate, and glanced at the two companions behind Starling with interest.

"JackHotchner, NovemberGraham. TheGraham, is that the Graham I know?" There seemed to be a faint smile on his mouth, "Is your father okay? How does he look? Adopted Abigail, I think you should call her sister. She should be working by now."

November pouted, "Doctor Lecter, were you the one who drew those pictures on the wall?"

"Don't you think they're going to get me a decorator to put these pictures on me?"

"Did you draw all the details from your past memories?"

"There are no windows in this room."

"That picture over the sink, it's..." November said.

"Florence." Hannibal replied, and November quickly picked up his words, "Vecchio Palace and the Cathedral seen from the Belvedere Palace."

"Indeed." Hannibal's eyes lit up with admiration November didn't expect.

"Abigail is currently working in Florence." November did not continue to provide more detailed information, "How do you know that Will Graham is my father?"

"That last name." Hannibal looked at him, "You look a lot like him too. What about your mother? How is she now? Does Abigai like her?"

"I don't know how she is now? I'm not Will's biological son. He brought me back from the orphanage."

Hannibal was slightly surprised, but what he showed was more intense interest, "Is the name November given to you by the nuns in the orphanage? 12 months is not enough to name a child. Are you so, and other children?" Fight over bread, milk and toys?"

November was about to answer, but Jack stopped him, and at the same time he gestured to Starling.

Starling understood and got straight to the point. "I brought a questionnaire. I'm here to ask you to answer this questionnaire. It's up to you if you want to, but please at least take a look."

"Crowford has already asked the students for help, so he must be very busy."

"He's really busy, he wants to—"

"Working on the Buffalo Bill case."

"I suppose so."

"No, it's not 'I think so', Officer Starling, you're fully aware that it's about the Buffalo Bill case, and I was thinking that Jack Crowford might have sent you here to ask about it. Otherwise he wouldn't have let you go The two stand here with you. According to Crowford's original thinking, it is enough to have you alone, but he has taken out double insurance, and it is estimated that this case has already made him burnt out."

"No." Starling replied.

"And how much do you know about Buffalo Bill?"

"Everyone doesn't know much."

"Has it been reported in the newspapers?"

"I think so. I haven't seen any classified material on that case. My job today is—"

"How many women did Buffalo Bill get?"

"The police found five." Jack replied blankly.

"All skinned."

"Partially allocated."

"His name is never explained in the newspapers. Do you know why he is called Buffalo Bill?"

"Since you've read the newspaper, you should know what my answer says, Dr. Lecter," Jack said, passing the questionnaire in through the food tray. .

Lecter stared at him.

"Can't I finish it? I guess your next sentence is that if I cooperate with you, you will tell me more, because you do know more." Hannibal opened the questionnaire, "Agent Williams and Agent Hotchner are When did you get married? Unfortunately, I didn't write a card for them."

"You don't need to follow the word agent in front of their name."

"Oh, almost forgot their ages. Has Williams left the FBI?"

"He's still working with the BAU, but the agency has changed, so that's why he knows more," Jack said. "They called him Buffalo Bill because he skinned his victims."

In exchange, Hannibal looked down at the questionnaire in his hand, but instead of picking up his soft felt pen, he returned the document to the transmitter, "Using such a poor thing to dissect me? You know? Now I I feel like Crowford is going to do whatever it takes to catch a serial killer."

"Doctor Lecter, we are here to hope that you can provide some advice to promote our research," Starling pulled the questionnaire back from the tray, rolled the questionnaire from the long side into a roll and held it in her hand.

"But why would I do that?"

"curious."

"Curious what?"

"Curious about why you are here and what happened to you."

"Nothing happened to me, Officer Starling, I just happened to happen. Don't try to put me in a position of power, JackHotchner, it's only for Williams. For the sake of the behaviorist school of psychology, good and evil don't matter , Officer Starling, don't put the pants on everyone's moral dignity, it's never been anyone's fault for anything. Look at me, Officer Starling, can you bear to call me evil? Am I evil? Starling police officer."

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Leaving the Baltimore Mental Hospital, the three got into Jack's car. November skillfully walked into the passenger seat, while Starling opened the door of the back seat silently and got into the car.

November took five or six pieces of paper to wipe the back of his hand.

Jack took one look at him, backed the car out of the parking space, and asked Starling, "Are you okay, Starling."

Lecter ended up not filling out that questionnaire either, and on leaving the patient closest to his ward, Miggs flung his own semen through the bars.He was going for Starling, but November took a few steps forward and blocked it for her.

"It's okay," Starling said, "Graham's quick to respond."

November folded the used tissues one by one, put them in his hands and was about to get out of the car and throw them away, "No, I just found out in advance that he was going to do that. I smelled that smell."

Jack said, "Your sense of smell is no worse than Lecter's."

In the conversation just now, Hannibal pointed out the Yves Yan body lotion that Starling used, the smell of dog hair on November, and the smell of gunpowder smoke left on Jack's palms when he practiced at the shooting range in the morning.

"What about a Valentine's Day gift for your father that he talked about." Starling asked a little tiredly. Although Lecter's last message made her excited, she was indeed exhausted in this conversation.

"Is he talking about Raspail's car?" November said. "I don't know the name. But I definitely wouldn't bring Will into this case."

"We can go there and find clues ourselves." Starling didn't give up, even as Hannibal said, she was stubborn.

"Okay," November didn't retort, "I vaguely remember that Raspail was one of Hannibal's victims, but we need to find his part in the vast sea of ​​information about Hannibal. You have to write a report to Crowford, I'll do it with Jack."

Starling nodded.

Arriving at Starling's destination, she got out of the car and rushed to her dormitory.

Jack turned the steering wheel to make the car go the other way, he was watching the road, but he was asking November, "You didn't mention before that Will wasn't your real father, seriously, you two really look alike .”

"Then maybe he brought me back because of this." November smiled.

"Then..." Jack pondered for a while, "How are you doing in the orphanage?"

"Be careful what Hannibal says, and don't get misled by horror movies," said November. "I don't know where to start, but don't think of me as a poor kid. The house I stayed at The orphanage is sponsored by SI. Everything, whether it's accommodation, food or education, is very good. I can even say that I miss the meals in the orphanage, at least Will can't do that well. As for my name, listen to A nun said I was the only baby with a name, and the rest of the kids were named after the month. I remember you mentioned before that you interned at SI, you should know how rich they are. That's not good Come on, why did you leave again?"

"I was an intern in the legal department of SI when I was still in college. After graduation, I became a full-time employee and worked there for three years. I was mainly responsible for superheroes' war damage compensation and legal support for post-war reconstruction work. The salary was scary, but The degree of busyness is also directly proportional to the salary, and I am a bit unable to sustain it."

"It sounds like your working environment is dangerous."

"That's not really that," Jack said briskly, "We mainly go there to deal with funeral affairs after all the fighting is over, and that's actually the safest time period. But compared to that, I still prefer to come to the FBI and try to Give it a try. But I don’t know if such work experience will be counted as law enforcement experience. I want to go to BAU. I have no problem with the degree requirements, but they also require at least six years of law enforcement experience, unless—— "

"Unless there is an internal recommendation." November joined him. "Crowford seems to like Starling, the cadet, as long as she does well this time, he can recruit her. As for the two of us... Crowford and mine My father is a friend for many years, and he is good to me, but he doesn't want me to touch these things like Will, and I am a little surprised by what he did today."

"Then let's patrol the streets together in sixth grade and then go to BAU."

November rubbed his forehead, "I think your two fathers can give you this recommended quota, as long as you do better, they don't seem to have any intention of blocking it."

"Oliver doesn't like to take advantage of his power unless there are special circumstances," Jack said, "even though he could have done so. I am confident that I can pass all my courses with honors, but it is not up to the standard of special recruitment. .I don't know if he would be willing to let me go directly to BAU, I don't have Dr. Reid's IQ of 187."

"By the way, Mr. Williams works at the BAU, but what exactly is his job? You said earlier that he is not an FBI agent, and I saw the CIA IDs of several people who often follow him, and in his I had never heard of him before I came to substitute." BAU's agents are all extremely talented, and the teams solve serious cases, and everyone in the bureau has at least heard of the team members by name.

"Well," Jack licked his lips, "this is a very complicated question. Anyway, his certificate says he is a special inspector, and he works under the name of the White House. The work of BAU is not the main job of this position. Let's go back to Kuang first. Tico looking for information?"

"I think it's best not to."

"?"

"When we get out of the reference room, we won't have dinner." November casually pointed to the fast food restaurant outside the car window, "We'd better settle this matter first."

Jack looked at the fish with weird white eyes on the signboard, and sighed, "Fish again?"