[Comprehensive] I came out of the infinite world and decided to go on vacation

Cold sweat stuck to Will's spine like a frozen finger bone, his hairs stood on end, and he couldn't help but took two steps back.

"What's the matter?" Hannibal put the towel wrapped with the pen on the desk, and the gold corner of the bottom of the pen was exposed, which was particularly conspicuous.Hannibal propped one hand on the table, Will looked sideways, the heel of his palm was only one finger away from the black leather notepad.

"It's nothing." Will shook his head, his acting skills were really bad, and his eyes fixed on the notebook from time to time.

"Did you have doubts about my previous diagnosis, Will?" Hannibal looked down at the clock on the paper. He got up from his desk and rolled up his cuffs.Walking to the small coffee table, "I can understand your feelings. After all, no normal person can accept that he has a mental illness all at once."

Will heaved a sigh of relief, the tensed muscles on his back suddenly relaxed, his skin touched the sweaty shirt, he shivered, and put his body temperature close to the air, "Sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't flip over Looking at your notes. I just..."

Hannibal raised his hand to pick up the teacup, the tea in the cup was still warm, and a faint mist floated out of the cup, he picked up Will's teacup with his left hand, and put his own on the table with his right hand, "It's okay, I'm sure that's not what you meant." He handed the teacup to Will.

The heat penetrated through the cup wall into the palm, Will held the teacup with both hands, took a deep breath, and the mellow aroma of black tea poured into his nostrils.Hannibal patted him on the shoulder, without reproach or question, just a reassuring smile, "Trust your own judgment, Will. Don't be swayed by others."

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Jiang Yuenian and Jack walked into Tobias's piano room. It was very quiet, and the air was filled with the smell of rosin. Every violin placed on the display cabinet was spotless, and the polished light of the piano case revealed the natural texture of wood.There is no doubt that every piano here is the result of careful craftsmanship by the maker.But Jiang Yuenian and Jack's attention was not here. Their eyes were focused on those few inconspicuous and tense strings.

"Are you sure it's human intestines?" Jiang Yuenian looked closer, his eyelashes almost touching the strings.

"The Qin that has been finished is not sure." The little forensic doctor who checked Bruno's reaction said, "but the half-finished products are basically sure. The bodies of those victims are still in the basement, and each of them—without exception, was all taken out. Empty stomach."

Jiang Yuenian put on his gloves, and he and Jack went down the stairs.

"I'm not sure I can find information about Hannibal." Jiang Yuenian tugged at the cuff of his glove, "Tobias and I have never met each other, and have no intersection. If you insist on saying that he is a pervert who kills people indiscriminately, I think it is not in line with the objective facts.”

The stairs leading to the basement were a bit old and made a characteristic creaking sound. Jiang Yuenian walked forward in the dark with his back to Jack. He knew that Jack was suspicious of him at the moment, and he was willing to use some small actions to gradually offset Jack's concerns.

His hand didn't want to touch the handrail, so the noise when going downstairs was louder, and he had to look back to observe Jack's reaction from time to time while walking, "He is a murderer with a clear goal. He hates to spoil the beautiful music look at what he's doing - the dead man with a string in his throat still in the middle of the theater stage, and look at these people with their guts pulled out - they're bad musicians, out of tune The singer, the violinist playing indiscriminately..." Jiang Yuenian looked around the basement at the neatly arranged, partially disposed of corpses.

Jack took the information and compared the identities of these people one by one, "Go on."

"He definitely didn't just kill these people, look at his proficient process of handling the intestines." Jiang Yuenian twisted a piece of intestines that was hung on a wire to dry, "He must have killed many people, there are always so many in our city The missing persons. Before he made a human 'violin' and attacked me, as long as he wants, he can continue to do this, continue his idea of ​​a human musical instrument, and wait for him according to the efficiency of our Baltimore City Police Department in solving cases. It is estimated that no one will find out if he dies of old age. Then the question comes—what happened, or what stimulated him to make him act contrary to common sense?"

Jiang Yuenian walked around in the basement. The area is very large, but the space is very narrow. It is full of instruments for making violins and instruments for processing violin strings.He briskly shuttled among the obstacles, browsed and searched, and finally let him find it!On a storage table similar to a bookshelf, Jiang Yuenian saw a sandalwood brown lychee leather business card holder. He opened the hidden button, and there were a few scattered business cards inside, at the top of all the business cards—this also shows that This is the latest one, with a familiar name written on it in a minimalist ink and elegant font: "Hannibal Lecter."

He turned around and waved. Jack stood at the door and looked at the intestines hanging from the ceiling. Seeing his movements, Jack hurried forward, "What did you find?"

"Hannibal's business card." Jiang Yuenian held them between his fingertips, like a casino veteran. The business card was the winning poker, and he folded it between Jiang Yuenian's fingers, "I know what you want to say:" Nibal's popularity, even if the whole of Baltimore's high society has his business card, is not a big deal', is it?"

Jiang Yuenian fulfilled his wish and saw the wonderful moment when Jack was about to speak and was swallowed back. He handed his business card to Jack, "I know his image in your mind, and I know your trust in him. And the loss of your trust in me The starting point is from which event, do you remember?"

Jack pondered for a moment, and he pulled that day out of the fragment of memory, "It was Alan's death."

Jiang Yuenian shook his head. He opened his coat, pulled out his pistol, and put the gun into the hands of the boss in front of him before Jack could be on guard. "No, it was Hobbs' death."

"No, in that case, anyone would..."

"But no one will do it every time." Jiang Yuenian looked at the muzzle of the gun, "How many times has the murderer died under my hands?"

"Three times." Jack replied without thinking.

"What would you think if every murderer I've ever hunted was dead?"

"Every...?" Jack pondered this possibility, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he realized, "Then the young man who killed Abigail and fled before?"

"Dead." Jiang Yuenian didn't mean to take back the gun, he put it in his pocket, turned and went upstairs, "Let me count how many suspects have died since I started handling the case?" He held his hand to his ear Stretch out your fingers and count, "Hobbs, one. That yellow hair, who knows what his name is, one. Alan Wake, one. Tobias Sparky, one."

He gestured with four fingers in the air, "A young detective who has been in the job for less than a year, and the number of cases he has handled is not as high as the number of murders? Tell me, how would you define my behavior."

Jack clenched the gun tightly in his hand, he was silent, and after a while, he replied, "Vigilante. A man who law enforcement hates, who uses the law in his heart to measure the behavior of all things in the world. If you did this, I doubt you Likely to be a 'justice' murderer."

"Unfortunately, I don't have one." Jiang Yuenian walked forward, the stairs leading to the ground were narrow and dim, the doorway was lit from above, and Jack could only see Jiang Yuenian's dark back.Hearing Jiang Yuenian's voice, he looked gentle in the dark, "These things are really boring. I wanted to tell Will, but then I didn't think it was necessary." Jack heard him snort a little laugh.

"Hobbs didn't have to die at the time. I approached him from behind and could have caught him, but a sudden noise in the living room disturbed him. Hannibal was in the living room at the time; I didn't kill the yellow hair. I didn't kill him when I got there. He is dead, well, when Hannibal told me that Abigail killed him, the reason is that the yellow hair killed her cousin, in order to protect herself, she was too defensive, I believed it, so I chose to help They; as for Allen, he committed suicide, he took my gun and brought an identical one, and after I heard him talking to the man called 'Doctor', he made the decision to kill me decision......"

The stairs in front of him became shorter and shorter. As the light became brighter, Jiang Yuenian seemed to be shrouded in a ball of light. Jack squinted and saw Jiang Yuenian push open the door, "I killed Tobias, yes, I admit it I lost control when I saw Evelyn's body, and I wanted to kill the man who took her from me again, so when Tobias attacked me, I didn't hold back."

"I said so much, just to tell you that everything here, except that I 'killed', seems to have nothing to do with it, but if you look deeper, you will see a familiar but dissociated shadow —Hannibal Lecter." One half of his face was bathed in bright light, while the other was covered in shadow, "This is your best chance of catching the Chesapeake Ripper. If you want Listen to my plan."

The crisp and pleasant jingle sound broke Jack's contemplation. He put down his hand on his chin, turned his head and saw Jiang Yuenian took out the source of the sound from his jacket pocket, and saw Jiang Yuenian opened the screen. He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, Then he stared at the message with the picture, thoughtful.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Jack turned his gaze away, and finally, under the interference of strong polarized light, he saw a hand-painted clock with smooth lines and clear handwriting on the picture.

Jiang Yuenian knew that he was peeking, but he continued to show his phone openly. He replied with a few words, then forwarded it to another person, and then said to the impatient Jack, "Arrest me."

"What?" This was the most common sentence Jack said when he met Jiang Yuenian today, and the frequency surpassed the situation where he said these words in the past year.

Jiang Yuenian tore off the gloves and threw them aside. With his wrists facing up, he took out the handcuffs that he had touched from Jack's body at some point, and skillfully clasped them on his hands.

"I said, arrest me."

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I changed the cover of the sand sculpture because of everyone's mental health considerations!

Feeling aggrieved all the time is not good for your physical and mental health, and it is the correct posture to read the text!

What a good writer I am for my readers! :D

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