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

Maybe it was a forgetful nature, maybe it was an unspoken arrogance, whatever it was, Will felt they were playing with fire.

"I seem to see an ignorant and arrogant person, step by step, under the temptation of the devil, to open the chains that bind him." Will lowered his head and said softly, "That's terrible."

"Maybe things haven't gotten that bad yet." Isaac comforted a little insincerely, "Those scientists who are interested in Dr. Lecter, no matter how vigorous their research desire is, what they can do is limited after all. Maybe they can do it in a small Give Dr. Lecter some freedom within the scope, not exonerate him. As long as he does not have the freedom to do whatever he wants, everything is within control.”

"That's for other people," Will said. "You know how terrible that man is. He has the magic power to make people trust from the bottom of their hearts and awaken their inner demons. If this happened, would he be free? It doesn't matter at all, because the murderer is someone else. However, this does not mean that he is innocent in it."

"You say that..." Isaac thought thoughtfully, "Is it because similar cases happened before?"

Will nods.

Isaac wasn't surprised that Dr. Lecter had ever been an abettor, but—

"Those experts aren't that stupid, are they?" Isaac said to himself, "Dr. Lecter played tricks on people's hearts before because he gained the trust of others. Will he still succeed after everyone is on guard against him?"

"He can."

Isaac looked at the firmness in Will's eyes and was speechless for a moment. It was true that Will was Dr. Lecter's victim, but had he discovered that, in some ways, he was also a firm believer?However, since Will is committed to keeping Dr. Lecter in prison for the rest of his life, Isaac didn't have any bad associations, but used his brain to consider how to avoid what Will was worried about from happening.

He still didn't want to have any contact with Dr. Lecter, and he didn't plan to personally determine Dr. Lecter's mental state, but that didn't mean he couldn't use his brains in other areas.

If possible, Isaac would really like to start a campaign to treat his brain cells kindly.

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"So, where are you going to start?" Reid asked.

Isaac said he was serious about being kind to himself, so he didn't hesitate to ask Dr. Reid for advice.And as a person who likes to read as a pastime and can read [-] words per minute, Reid is not ignorant of Dr. Lecter's news.

As Mr. Isaac's mentor said, Dr. Lecter's incident is like a depth bomb thrown in the industry. Whether it is for fame, profit, or higher pursuit, after a short period of mourning, It fell into a carnival.The scope of this turmoil is so large that it is difficult to feel it without being part of it, but anyone who pays a little attention can tell a thing or two about it.

"Will provided me with a few names." Isaac said, "I checked, and they were all Dr. Lecter's clients, and they all committed unforgivable crimes."

"Are you going to use this to prove that Dr. Lecter has the ability to instigate people to commit crimes?" Reid immediately understood what Isaac was thinking.

"At least I can remind you."

"It's also possible to make things worse." Reid had to open up another possibility, "to get more people interested in him."

Isaac cannot deny the existence of this possibility, because there is no end to life, and there is no end to death.If Dr. Lecter was just a stranger to him before, he couldn't guarantee whether he would, like others, add bricks and tiles to his database and make his career even better after knowing this. Floors.

"But you are not the only one who has this idea." Compared with Isaac, Reid is the one who knows more information, "You are not the only ones who are disturbed by Dr. Lecter. The bureau is planning to do a psychiatric exercise on Dr. Lecter recently." The evaluation is probably aimed at this matter. If you are interested, you can apply for an audit."

"Audit?" Isaac raised an eyebrow, the word was a bit old for him.

"The person hosting the meeting is Gideon and Rossi's level." Reid didn't care at all about Isaac's pride being shattered.

Isaac's ego...was very flexible, not lacking in self-knowledge, so he was relieved quickly and breathed a sigh of relief.If he is an academic expert, maybe he still has to worry about whether they will take advantage of their research obsessions, but if they are at the same level as Gideon and Rossi, they are all people who know the severity and hate perverted killers, so there is no need to worry about it. Tired of it.

"In this case, I have nothing to worry about." Isaac said calmly.

"I thought you wanted to meet Dr. Lecter in person." Reid was moved instead, "I want to know what made him what he is now."

"Give up, he won't answer you." Isaac said dissatisfied, "Change the subject, why are we discussing an unpleasant guy."

It was you who started it first. Reid blamed Isaac with his gaze, but his gaze was completely harmless to Isaac, and instead made people want to move.

Realizing this, Reid turned his head and stopped doing useless work.

"You know what? When I came back, I suddenly thought of something." Reid said, "The form we received in Las Vegas has expired."

"That's right." The deadline for that form was before midnight today, and Isaac was holding that form at that time, watching the countdown on his watch, far more attentively than counting down to the New Year.

"So, did you put away the form?" Reid asked, "I didn't find it just now."

"Well, I was going to keep it forever, so I went to the craft store and had it sealed with clear crystal," Issac said. "That was our first marriage registration form after all."

Although it is obsolete.

"Don't tell me you still want to show it." Reid had a thought in his mind.

"Why not? That's so memorable." Isaac didn't think there was a problem with his thoughts at all.

Reid didn't push back, making Isaac think he'd bought into the idea.As a result, before going to bed, Reid used a particularly sparse and ordinary tone: "Then when shall we register?"

"Register what?" Isaac, who read the storyboard sent by Rile Aldridge as a cartoon, asked subconsciously.

"Of course it's a marriage registration." Reid's tone still sounded so calm.

This word is not unfamiliar at all, but to Isaac's ears, it seems that time has been stretched infinitely. He has to grasp the thread, trace the source, and trace back a little bit to understand.

"I thought we missed one." Isaac's voice drifted slightly.

"Of course." Reid's voice was determined. "But there's no chance of making it up, is there? We're going to City Hall tomorrow morning, and while we're not the first same-sex couple registered there, we won't be the last. We just To be an ordinary member of the public, connecting each other's futures, has become each other's willing responsibility. We do it because we want to do it."

Isaac fell silent.

How should he tell Reid that he was not as regretful about missing this time as he expected, although in the final deadline, he counted down second by second, although he was regretful, but also fortunate.In this regard, Isaac does not consider himself a perfectionist. For the day he is looking forward to, he simulates many scenarios in his mind, each of which is full of satisfaction and happiness.Therefore, when he found that he was not in a good mood, and even the joy that he should have had was diluted, he had already given up the idea of ​​registering within the valid date like an obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.

Marriage is a matter of two people, and Isaac doesn't want to be the one who spoils the atmosphere when Reid is happy.Even though he could be ecstatic, Reid could see through this pretense at a glance.

But now, when Reid brought up the matter again, Isaac rationally felt that he should refuse—he felt that Reid saw his own depression and wanted to use this method to get him out of the depression, which made him feel a sense of "joy" ', and he feels that his love and marriage are sacred and inviolable——but, the happiness factors in his heart that he thought had disappeared long ago are like drilling out of an ice shell, bit by bit, from point to point. Line, broke the shackles, and came back to life.

For this change, Isaac found it unbelievable. He couldn't control the corners of his upturned lips, and he couldn't see the way his eyebrows and eyes, which looked sharper because of his thinness, softened. He only knew that he was very happy, very happy.

"So, this time, are you proposing to me? Dr. Reid?" There was an unconcealable smile in Issac's voice. He looked left and right, and felt that the pattern on the door was full of artistic sense for a while, and felt that the bed The alarm clock on the head is simply a post-modern masterpiece. For a while, I feel that the night sky outside the window is mysterious and quiet, and for a while, I feel that the green radishes hanging on the wall are beautiful and intoxicating.Finally, he finally looked at Reid and shook his hand loosely and tightly, "Should I say you're creative? Proposing in bed?"

"Of course, according to my calculations, at this time and at this place, the chances of you agreeing to me are the greatest." Reid was held tightly by Issac in one hand, but his body was leaning to the other side. He took out a delicate small drawer from the bedside Small box, gently push up with your thumb, revealing two rings inside.

"I should have prepared the ring." Isaac said insincerely, but couldn't take his eyes off it.

The design of those two rings is very simple, without any gemstones inlaid, only two curved lines intersect each other to form a ring.

"This is the inspiration I found from the Moebius circle. There is only a beginning, but no end." Reid looked at Issac seriously, "No matter what happens, we will be together. Just like our relationship, there is a beginning, but there is no end." will end."

"We'll always be together," Reid said.

"Okay." Isaac blinked quickly, and he could feel fine drops of water hanging on his eyelashes, "Since you promised, don't go back on your word."

"I always keep my word." Reid's eyes were bright and gentle. "What about you?"

"Well, me too." Isaac felt his eyes a little sour, "Also, I love you, always more than the last second."