[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Isaac has two choices in front of him: A. Everything is a figment of his nervousness; B. He is an idiot.

Isaac, holding a two-way disc, doesn't know which one is better.

"Hey, you're back!" Blair knocked on the car door, "The road is not a good place to wander."

"How did you do that?" Isaac opened the rear door and let the two of them in.

"What?" Blair enthusiastically acted as a puzzler, "Where do you mean?"

"I mean, I smell blood on me." Isaac turned to look at Jim, "I can tell it's human blood."

"Smell a lot and you will have experience." Jim said, "Basically, everyone's smell is different, and this difference can also be reflected in the blood. Men and women smell different, adults and children smell different, White people and black people have different smells, and even the smell of the same person at different ages will change. Maybe this difference and change are small and imperceptible to ordinary people, but to Sentinel, all this It couldn't be more obvious."

"Yes, when you have enough data parameters, it's almost instinctive to tell the difference," Blair added.

"Then..." Isaac hesitated, "What kind of blood does my body belong to?"

Jim froze for a very brief moment, and when he spoke again, he gave a different answer than before, "It seems to belong to a lady, aged between 35 and [-] years old, the bleeding is not much, at best it is cutting vegetables Cut off a finger."

"It's really... really..." Isaac didn't know how to describe it. If the field staff had Jim's quality, those labs could be closed down.

Jim and Blair are both accustomed to it, and no one knows the embarrassment behind their calm faces: just said that they can distinguish all kinds of differences, but the next second they realize that even the most basic gender difference is wrong.

Jim expressed that he was innocent, and no one would get to the bottom of things when nothing happened, and he just cared about it by smelling it.

Isaac didn't notice what the two of them were thinking at all, just thinking silently.When I came out, I saw the secretary. She didn't seem to be in any discomfort.And the lady who pushed the door and let Dr. Lecter leave the office midway did not see her again.When I first went out, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but when I contacted Jim's statement, I couldn't think about it.

Of course, maybe all of this was because he thought too much, but what he was afraid of was what would happen.

Should he pretend he didn't know anything and leave immediately, or turn the car around and go back... Even if he went back, there would be no excuse!

There is no evidence to testify that the psychiatrist is suspected of hurting someone or even murdering, no matter how you look at it, there is no chance of winning, and it will make yourself feel bad.

Isaac's expression changed back and forth, but he still couldn't turn a blind eye.

"Dude, are you okay?" Blair asked concerned, "You don't have to be envious at all, as long as you awaken and become a Sentinel, you can do it too."

"Oh, no, I'm not worried about this." Isaac took out his mobile phone, called out Dr. Lecter's number, and dialed it, "Hey, Dr. Lecter, I'm Costa. It's a bit presumptuous, but I can get it for you Is there a phone number for the lady in the red dress?"

Dr. Lecter obviously didn't expect that Isaac called again not long after he left, and the purpose of calling again was to ask for a lady's phone number. He still knew the basic situation of Isaac, so, can split personality change sexual orientation?Thinking of this, Dr. Lecter still politely refused, "Sorry, I can't disclose a lady's contact information privately."

"Yes, yes, I understand, I was too reckless." Isaac didn't give up, "Did the lady leave? If not, can I have a word with her?"

This request is not too much, just thinking about the state of the lady in the lounge... Before Dr. Lecter could say the words of refusal, Jully's scream came from the lounge.Thinking of the lady's state of mind, Dr. Lecter rarely felt annoyed, and felt offended that things were out of control.

Isaac was forced to listen the whole time, or rather, he turned the car around and drove back from the moment he heard the scream.

Before Blair could ask a question, Jim reassured him.Apparently, he heard it too.

Issac was very skilled at breaking in, and went all the way, until he saw July sitting slumped in the doorway. Jully looked terrified, with her arms wrapped around her, her body shaking uncontrollably, which only deepened the bad feeling that Isaac already had in his heart. Blair voluntarily stayed in the role of consolation, and Isaac and Jim walked into the room where the noise was coming from time to time.

"...Martha, don't move, you're bleeding a lot..." Dr. Lecter's voice was still unhurried, with an excellent soothing effect.

Only this time, his comfort did not have the expected effect.

Although the lady lying on the ground was weak, her spirit was extraordinarily excited, and her eyes were shining brightly.

The smell of blood in the room was so strong that Isaac subconsciously held his breath.

"OMG!" Jim was also quite irritated by the sight in front of him, but compared to Isaac, he immediately sorted out the situation, "Sir, what can I do?"

Dr. Lecter turned his head and found these two unexpected visitors. No matter what his little-known hobby was, he knew that Martha must not die right now.Otherwise, even if the woman's sudden madness has nothing to do with him, he will be troubled by the police for a long time.

As a gentleman with status and status, Dr. Lecter doesn't like such unseemly troubles at all.

"Have you called the police? Has the hospital contacted you?" Isaac didn't step forward, but took a few steps back, and asked only when the smell of blood was less strong.

"I asked Jully to contact the hospital." Dr. Lecter said without looking back. Martha didn't know which blood vessel was cut in her leg, and the blood flow couldn't stop.It would be fine if she accepted the first aid honestly, but she just didn't appreciate it at all, she was struggling all the time, and wanted to retrieve the knife that Dr. Lecter had kicked aside and give it to herself a few more times.

Isaac took out his phone with a deadpan expression and dialed 911.

The ambulance came quickly, but after learning about the patient's condition, the knowledgeable first responders were stunned.

"She did this all by herself?" A nurse expressed disbelief all over her face, pointing at a lump of blood and flesh with trembling fingers, "You mean, she cut off her own thigh muscles?"

"At that time, she was the only one in this room." Dr. Lecter was very calm, even though his hands were covered with blood now, even his clothes were not spared, and there were a lot of blood stains.

"Could it be drug use?" The bewildered emergency personnel quickly loaded the man into the ambulance.

Martha's injuries were so bad that the hospital called the police.

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"Agent Costa? I didn't expect to see you again." Because they didn't come to the police station as suspects, they were treated fairly well.In the spacious reception room, Isaac was recognized before the notes were taken.

Of course, he could only reply with a blank face, "Excuseme?"

"I'm Jack Cooper. There was a case in the bureau that asked BAU for help. At that time, I was a trainee police officer." Jack smiled a little shyly, "You are really amazing." Although he didn't say it out, everyone present I saw the worship in his eyes.

"Nice to meet you, Jack." Isaac gave a friendly smile. "Standing here now is enough to prove that you are also excellent, isn't it?"

These words seemed to have magical powers, and immediately made a policeman with a fan mentality serious.

"Oh, thanks. Let's get started, then," Jack said.

After explaining the basic personal information, Blair, Jim, and Isaac are in the state of observing, because they didn't participate in the process of what happened except that they rushed over when they heard the voice on the phone was wrong.Those who were questioned in detail were Dr. Lecter and July.

Or to be more specific, the person responsible for answering is Dr. Lecter. July was really terrified, not everyone can calmly watch others cut their own legs with a happy smile on their faces.

"I used to be Martha's psychiatrist." Dr. Lecter said, "She suffers from severe depression and has a very strong urge to self-harm."

"Ever? Isn't she in your charge now?" Jack caught a word.

"Yes, after six months of my treatment, she was doing better, but I found out that she had developed a personal feeling for me, so I referred her to another therapist."

"She didn't refuse? Or did she get worse?"

"She fully accepts it, and also thinks that the doctor-patient relationship is not conducive to her... pursuit of me." Dr. Lecter didn't take this matter to heart at the beginning. Not in his area of ​​interest. "After leaving me, her condition is getting better and better. She is no longer autistic. She exercises every day and expands her social circle. She seems to have fully recovered."

Jack circled the word recovery with a pen, and put a question mark by the way, "Tell me about what happened today."

"The appointment time this afternoon belonged to Mr. Costa, but Martha broke in halfway. She seemed to be in good shape and a little excited. I didn't think much about it at the time, because she was like this the last few times. As a result, wait for me She acted like that when she found out."

"You ended the medical relationship between the two of you because she developed a personal relationship with you, but after that you don't seem to be against going further with her?" Jack asked.

"It's not a step forward. When she was not troubled by depression, she was a very attractive girl. We often went to concerts together." Dr. Lecter looked regretful, "She is a very good girl. When we communicate with each other, we have a lot of empathy, which is very rare in today's increasingly impetuous society."

"Since you have a lot of sympathy, can you understand her actions?"

"It's not easy." Dr. Lecter seemed troubled, "She said something when I gave her first aid, yes, I think that's enough to explain her motives."

"What is it?" Jack cheered up.

"I don't know when she had this idea. She thinks that the highest state of loving someone is to combine the two into one. She wants me to eat her." Dr. Lecter silently threw a thunder.

"What... what?" Not only Jack, but even the other people who had been keeping quiet were stunned.

"According to her, she exercises, adjusts her diet, and maintains a good mood, all in order to make her taste better and more delicious." Dr. Lecter seems to think this idea is absurd, "Now, she It’s time to think that your body has adjusted to the perfect state.”

"Dr. Lecter, do you really think her depression is under control?" Jack was so startled that he dropped his notebook on the floor, ignoring to pick it up, and he put forward his opinion directly, "rather than suffering from another mental illness?"

Jack's thinking was clearly representative of most people, and no one would think that it was normal for Martha to think that way.

Dr. Lecter did not speak.He did not hide but chose to confess because of this, no matter whether Martha really noticed something or hit it by mistake, he would crucify Martha with mental illness. If he was suspected by the police because of this incident, then is a joke.

Dr. Lecter, who had never had any wrong thoughts about Martha, was caught off guard by this stroke of genius.

Isaac bowed his head silently, he began to believe that Martha's true love for Dr. Lecter was absolutely true.