[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Benjamin Raspail, Caucasian male, 46 years old, principal flutist of the Baltimore Philharmonic, a psychiatric patient of Dr. Hannibal Lecter.It is also the ninth known victim of Lecter identified by Baltimore police.

According to Lecter, Starling, Jack and November found a large specimen bottle in a car in the warehouse where Benjamin Raspail's estate was stored.

Inside the bottle was a human head, which had been neatly cut along the bottom of the chin. The alcohol used for embalming had already burned the eyes into milky white. The mouth was open and the tongue was sticking out slightly.It has been a long time, the alcohol has volatilized, the head has sunk to the bottom of the bottle, and the crown exposed above the liquid surface has a layer of decay, the head is at an angle to the bottom of the bottle, staring blankly like an owl.

In addition to these two incidents, the three had three other troubles when the Baltimore police took over the case because the murder case was not under the FBI's control.

First, local reporters and photographers rushed over to take some pictures, and Starling used some violent words in order to prevent the photographers from entering the scene.This made Starling, very upset, that the FBI would never want his agents or cadets to appear on television outside of official press conferences.

Second, the transcripts from the Baltimore Police Department, which isn't exactly a bother.

And third, because they didn't hide from Crowford that it was Lecter who gave the lead, and that Miggs killed himself the day after they left by swallowing his own tongue.When the Baltimore police went to ask about Lecter's information, they allowed three people to follow behind, but they were stopped by Oliver who rushed over.

Starling frowned and watched Mr. Williams, and followed the detective behind him to have a brief conversation with the Baltimore police and the management of the mental hospital. After showing a few documents, it wasn't just the three young FBI students , everyone was temporarily invited out.

Jack stood at the entrance of the passage and looked in, but was stared back by Oliver.

"Should I stay here?" Kandy asked.

"You should make your own judgment, Tom told you everything." Oliver replied.

"Then, then I'm leaving, you can call me if there is anything." Kandy breathed a sigh of relief.

Oliver couldn't laugh or cry, "Tom will stay here and listen to the whole process even if it's just for writing the report. Are you sure you want to go?"

Kandy nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "I'm sure. I won't bother you."

Oliver shook his head slightly and waved to him, "Go, go."

Oliver, walk down the hallway.Then Miggs' room next to yours is empty, but the ventilation system is still working.A gust of cool wind blows out from inside.

Oliver stood outside the fence of Hannibal's ward for a few seconds. Lecter took apart the chicken that had been folded out of paper to insult the high-ranking officials in Baltimore just now, and slowly tore it along the creases, without giving Oliver a look. .

Oliver looked calm, turned around, took a folding chair from the corner and returned to the original position, sat down and said, "Long time no see, Hannibal Lecter."

"Long time no see." Hannibal put down the scrap of paper in his hand, raised his head and stared at Oliver, "You don't look much changed, by the way, they will still call me Dr. Hannibal Lecter."

"I'm not one of those psychology students who send you a letter trying to get a sentence or two to put you in a paper, or a boring researcher," Oliver said.

"Then what do you want to do?" Hannibal had a smile on his face, gentlemanly and polite, but it made people shudder, "You have no right to intervene in an old murder case in the local police station."

"The FBI won't get involved in the local police murder case," Oliver said. "Why are you telling the three cadets this news. Out of your curiosity, or your interest?"

"Both." Hannibal said, he was excited about Oliver's arrival, but he was not interested in the content of the conversation now, and even showed this emotion on his face.

Oliver looked at him and was silent for a while, "The person you want to meet is Crowford."

"Okay, Mr. Williams. Let me save you a little time, I know you're here for Jack Hotchner, you don't want him to have too much contact with me, but why? I think he's sane.

After the three of their children are kicked out by you, they will definitely be interested in the head in the jar. The energy of the young people is so strong, they will not give up thinking about this issue just because the Baltimore police snatched the case, but what about me?I want what only Crowford can give, and I want to make a deal with him.

Although your ostentation today surprised me, maybe you can do it too, but you are definitely not willing to make this deal.Buffalo Bill's case He's not going to ask me for help, I've got to figure out something else.I know they won't let me out of here alive.But what I want is simple, and Crowford can get it himself without using your power. "

The books and paintings in Lecter's ward have been removed, and Chilton wants to punish him - for Miggs' sake.

"I want a window with a view, go to a federal facility, and get my books and paintings back."

"If I remember, I'll tell him for you."

"Then I think your memory is a little bit awry today. I can tell you don't like Crowford very much. But I know Buffalo Bill's going to keep going, and you'll catch him years from now—if you can catch him What he said, you will understand that what I said today is correct. You could have found a way to save a few more lives at this moment." Hannibal's eyes rolled, "Or, you no longer care about these single-digit numbers Numbers."

"You should talk about that can in the car," Oliver said dryly.

Hannibal didn't object, "That head belonged to a Scandinavian named Klaus, who was done by Raspail, but he didn't tell me what his last name was.

Klaus disembarked from a Swedish ship in San Diego, where Raspail was also teaching at a conservatory there. He fell in love with the young man madly, and the Swede felt good about it, so he fled secretly. Raspail strangled the young man to death, claiming he had been unfaithful to him. "

"Raspail told you? He was a patient of yours."

"Oh, yes, on the condition that I promise to keep the secret during his treatment. I now think that was a lie. Raspail always adds details to the actual situation-but at least it is better than your resistance and avoidance, and now add One layer of closeness, I'm curious what you have encountered in these years? Too bad I haven't seen you in the newspapers for a long time - he wants to make people feel that he is dangerous and romantic, and the Swedes are likely to die in sex Asphyxiated by some stereotyped choke, Raspail's muscles were loose and weak, and it was impossible to strangle him."

"And then you killed Raspail, because he bored you with too much talk."

"He bored me, so to speak."

"Was the dinner you threw for the orchestra officials a deliberate one?"

"Haven't you ever had a situation where people come to your place and you don't have time to go shopping, so you just make do with what's in the fridge. Williams, you know? You sound like you're coming The little police officer who took notes."

Oliver spread his empty hands, "This is just an unofficial conversation, and there will be no records."

"And November, what about Graham? Will already has Abigail, why go to the orphanage and bring another kid back?"

Oliver replaced the frown with two quick blinks. There was no contact between the two after Will returned to the academy to teach. He saw November only because Jack was close to him.

But judging from the genetic information sequence perceived by Oliver's mutant ability, November is Will's biological blood, and Oliver has not asked Will's wife.

"Because it's his child." Oliver said quickly, stood up and walked out. He left the folding chair where he believed the nurse would come and take it away.

Hannibal squinted his eyes, hoping to analyze from every movement and expression of Oliver whether he was referring to blood relationship or just emotion.

Hannibal called out from behind him, "You should be stubborn, Williams."

"Are you finished talking?" Kandy quickly walked towards Oliver with a serious expression.

"Yeah." Oliver responded, "That head belongs to Klaus, a Scandinavian sailor, tell the Baltimore police to find out his identity, the murderer is Benjamin Raspail, you go and hand over to the police , and then pay attention to the follow-up report and let me know in time."

"Okay." Kandy was only a little apprehensive when facing Oliver, but Tom was relieved to let him take over the work because of his strong work ability.

"Okay, let's go." Oliver pulled up Jack who was waiting at the side, and called Starling and November, "I'll take you guys back to Quantico."

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Walking out of the hospital, Jack handed Oliver the car keys and got into the passenger seat. November and Starling were in the back seat.

Starling checked today's news over and over again on her mobile phone.

Oliver glanced at the light spot reflected in the rearview mirror and said, "You guys did a good job protecting the scene today. Don't worry about those videos, they have all been deleted."

When the three of them went there, they were driving Oliver's car. If it wasn't for that unlucky photographer who accidentally captured the license plate number on the lens and posted it on the news, maybe the higher-ups were not in a hurry to delete the video.

November sniffed, and asked with some doubts: "Is anyone injured? I smell blood."

Oliver was stunned, "No—" But when he immediately turned on the mutant ability scan, the message sent made him grit his teeth and drive the car to the side of the road to stop.

"Stay in the car." Oliver ordered, got out of the car and walked to the trunk.

This car has perfect security measures, and Oliver doesn't have the habit of checking every time he gets in the car, so he didn't find Deadpool in his trunk.

Oliver pulled up the trunk lid, and saw Deadpool, covered in blood and holding two guns in his arms, curled up in his trunk in a coquettish and hot-eyed posture, the muscle in his right leg was torn , with an explosion wound on his body, and the gun in his arms has no scabbard, and the blade cut through Deadpool's tattered uniform with his movements.

"The teleportation belt is broken again?" Oliver was almost desperate.

Deadpool pinched his throat and said, "It's not that it's broken, brother's baby has always been like this, don't look at me with such eyes, brother will think you are in love with me, although I don't mind [beep——] and 【Beep--】."

After the negotiations that year, the relationship between superpowers and the government has eased, but the super criminals that should be cracked down still have to be cracked down, but Deadpool walks between the two and invites him to join. He is unwilling and lets the government arrest him. He couldn't catch it again.But after a few back and forth, Oliver finally got to know this mercenary with a head full of yellow waste.

"Get out of here first."

"I don't." Deadpool rolled around in the not-so-spacious trunk like a girl holding a knife, "I wanted to find Little Spider in New York, but not only did the name look green, maybe I would Let the little green goblin, who also has a little green on his head, chase me over New York, although my brother's skill is as heroic as [beep——], but I still decided to teleport."

"Stop harassing other young lovers, and be careful that Tony uses you to test his palm gun." Oliver looked at the chatter in the black and red uniform with some headaches, "You just lie down."

He slammed the trunk shut, and before Deadpool could take his hand back, he broke a finger, which fell to the ground with a lonely snap.

"Although [beep——] is dark and hot, the space here is too small for [beep——beep——]." Deadpool shouted cheerfully.

Oliver opened the car door, "Something happened, get out of the car first, I'll ask Hotch to come and see you off."

After getting out of the car, November looked at the place where the smell of blood came from. A broken but still tenacious thing crawling on the ground was probably the middle finger. He twitched the corners of his mouth, looked back, and pulled Jack's sleeve asked, "What job does Mr. Williams have besides the BAU job?"

Jack followed his gaze, and probably understood what was going on. He had met Deadpool a few times, although most of the time Deadpool was beaten by Tasha and started teleporting again, and then stayed in place. The next puddle is bloody.

"...it's hard to explain"

"You have a good sense of smell." Oliver asked suddenly.

"Yes. Naturally." November hadn't recovered yet.

"Who took your name, Will?"

"No, I don't know either."

"And what do you think of the name, November?"

"It's simple, it sounds a bit generic, but few people would use the month directly for their name. But if I ask you, it's not bad, NovemberGraham, it rhymes well."

Oliver nodded and tossed a recorder to Jack. "Recording of Hannibal Lecter."

Oliver remembered Hannibal's last words, 'Be a stubborn person'.He wouldn't be idle. "Raspail may have something to do with the Buffalo Bill case."

"But he didn't read the Buffalo Bill case report," Starling said.

"That's his keen perception of the same kind, and the inference of the same way of thinking. You can ask Will Graham, he knows this situation. Or ask yourself." Oliver glanced at November faintly, "But it's better No, don’t be too stubborn, sometimes you don’t need to ask why, you just need to know how to do it.”

After the three of them left with Hotch, Oliver leaned on the trunk that was still dripping blood, called Kandy who was following behind, asked him to come over to deal with the aftermath, and arranged a new job by the way, "Go check it out for me. NovemberGraham's adoption procedures back then, no, just the adoption procedures are enough, and then find a way to get some Hannibal Lecter's DNA samples, I am useful."