I'm Bateman

"It's not a copycat crime, but there seems to be some ... deviation in his thinking."

Will stood in front of the table with arms folded, recalling everything he felt at the scene, and said.

At the end of the table, Bruce was holding a file bag, which contained the photos and reports of all the victims after the crime scene investigation.

The four victims were all unemployed homeless men between the ages of 35 and 50, and in the No.3 victim’s archived photo, Bruce saw Bateman’s business card—this is the one A business card in the stack of money I gave him?

Bateman paid great attention to the silver-white card and the embedded words.

——He has a fixed business card collection box, and rarely keeps business cards in random places.

Bruce tried his best to recall, but he didn't remember that there was a business card in the stack of money, but he directly took out the stack of money from his wallet and stuffed it in there, without checking whether there was really something in it...

Similarly, it is not ruled out that someone wants to deliberately frame Bateman and involve Bateman.

And Will's analysis over there continues: "After the second victim was killed, the murderer made some changes-not a change in modus operandi, but it seemed that he was not alone, he gained recognition, he I am more excited and strengthen my belief.”

"You mean, he has accomplices?" Jack asked, frowning.

"No, no."

Will paused for a moment and shook his head unexpectedly, "He committed the crime alone, and the other person is his audience, the person who witnessed him, which also made him throw away his initial hesitation."

"And he dug up one of the victim's organs, which is... saying that they obviously have a healthy body, but they are willing to degenerate and become the dregs of society-he thinks that these people's organs obviously have better ones. Useful, such as donating, but it is not related to medicine, there is no correct method, so the method is violent and rough."

To be honest, this analysis made most people present more or less uncomfortable.

Claiming to be a righteous person, but doing things that destroy human nature.

"But in the case of the third victim, his method was quite formal, although it was still very clumsy—the 'witness' was teaching him what to do."

Everyone was listening to Will's analysis seriously, while Bruce paid more attention to him.

——These analyzes are too detailed.

It was as if Will was the murderer himself.

He is empathizing with the murderer, substituting himself into the murderer to feel what the murderer is thinking, so as to find clues.

Bruce sensed the pain and struggle buried deep in Will's eyes, and the confession.

People with too much empathy can easily lose themselves. They will feel that they are the murderers and have done these things themselves, while Will has a conscience and a sense of justice at the same time-this conflicting sense of exclusion torments him.

He wasn't in as good a state of mind as he made out to be, and Bruce suddenly understood why Hannibal was here.

But obviously, Hannibal's treatment didn't help much, and Will didn't get much out of empathy.

"...We still can't narrow down the scope of the murderer." Jack said with a frown, "and our only clue..."

Speaking of which, Jack glanced at Bruce, and Bruce spread his hands—it has been proved that he is not the murderer, and it is useless for Jack to look at him, and Jack continued: "Should I go and tell those homeless people that at night Don't wander around in the street?!"

Obviously, the case that has not progressed now made the black supervisor a little impatient, and his mobile phone vibrated suddenly, interrupting what he wanted to say.

Jack glanced at the incoming call, and went out to answer the call.

Bruce walked next to Will at this time, and Will's face was not very good at this time - he just recalled the state of empathy again, and those thoughts and feelings still bothered him.

"The murderer was left-handed," Bruce murmured, and it took Will out of that feeling momentarily, and he turned his head to look at Bruce.

"It can be seen from the scars on the victim's body, but it doesn't narrow it down." Will is a little surprised that Bruce can see it, but again, this information is not very useful at this time.

"The first deceased was stabbed twelve times, and the murderer did it in a hurry, which was not planned in advance." Bruce analyzed, "From other people's confessions, it can be known that the first deceased was almost Settling down in this corner, there is a high probability that the murderer often passed by here, and committed the crime in a hurry on the way to and from work."

The analysis made Will's eyes widen, and he looked at Bruce, beckoning him to continue.

"The murderer is not the kind of person who feels guilty about what he has done, he feels he is doing the right thing, and that feeling peaks when he gets approval from other people."

"So we can..." Will's eyes lit up, understanding what Bruce meant.

Bruce nodded, then he paused, deliberately showing a hesitant look, and then said: "These... I mean, these speculations are all made by you, and I didn't participate in them, okay—— Don't tell Jack."

Bruce didn't want to expose himself too much, and Will's character and essential kindness made Bruce decide to tell him these reasonings, but others...

One day, I will exchange bodies with Bateman, so it's better not to get too involved with the FBI.

Will glanced at Bruce and nodded: "I see."

The deep alley on South Twelfth Street was originally a residence for homeless men, but a murder case occurred there some time ago, and the homeless man who had been living there died.

Some of the office workers who passed by here chose to take a detour. People are always afraid of these things, but there are also many people who don’t care about this. .

But today it seems something is different.

Someone put a bouquet of white flowers on the place where the homeless man originally lived, as if commemorating the death of the unknown homeless man.

Gradually, there were more and more white flowers, and it seemed that more people began to pay homage to this unknown homeless man, and people passing by here would also look here.

And a man wearing a beige-colored suit and holding a briefcase, who seemed to be about to go home after get off work, stopped in his tracks.

It's not outstanding, and in fact some people do stop, look in this way angrily, or take a few pictures.

But the man seemed to be a little different. He frowned slightly, took out a cigarette with his left hand, and put it in his mouth. He took out a lighter with his right hand and lit it. corner.

Will, who was sitting in front of the surveillance camera at the police station, saw this scene.

In a hidden place deep in the alley, there is a brand-new surveillance camera, and all of this is a bureau set up by the FBI.

Obviously, the fish took the bait.

"That's him," Will said.

The person who was arrested was the vice president of a private company. He was less than 30 years old. When he was first arrested, he looked like he didn't know why he was arrested. He asked the situation innocently, and the police who arrested him Unmoved, they clamored to complain to them.

However, under targeted circumstances, the FBI collected evidence very quickly. The man "coincidentally" did not have an alibi at the time of the four incidents, and a knife consistent with the wound on the corpse was also found at home. The victim's DNA was detected.

In the case of conclusive evidence, facing the superb interrogation skills of the FBI, the man quickly admitted that he did all this.

But when the interrogator asked about the "witness", the man showed a surprised expression, and then fell silent for a few seconds.

"I don't know how you know him, but I haven't seen him."

The man shook his head and said, "It's too dark at night, he's wearing a hood, and he deliberately avoided the lights."

"But—" the man smiled, his eyes still had a hint of madness and determination: "He understands me, he knows that everything I do is right, and he will—he will continue to complete this cause , you will know that I am for this society!"

Will, Hannibal, and Bruce stood outside the interrogation room, looking at the scene through the one-way mirror. The man's words came from the broadcasting equipment outside the interrogation room.

"There are people who are almost paranoid about one thing, and there is no way for such people to change their minds."

Hannibal shook his head, and he sighed, as if sighing.

"There is no need to change their minds." Will said after a moment of silence, "As long as they pay the price they deserve."

Bruce didn't answer, he looked at the almost crazy man in the room through the one-way mirror.

This person has nothing to do with "Patrick Bateman", nor does he own Bateman's business card.

Could it be that the business card was accidentally caught in the stack of banknotes?

"By the way." Hannibal suddenly turned to Bruce and said, "Are you free at noon tomorrow, Mr. Bateman? Maybe I can invite you to my house for lunch—maybe you don't know, I'm good at cooking." I have some thoughts."

Seeing that Bruce seemed about to say no, Hannibal added, "I'm not inviting you as your psychiatrist, but as your—friend."

He tilted his head and said jokingly: "After going through this together, don't tell me that our relationship hasn't gotten any closer."

--of course not.

Bruce said from the bottom of his heart, but Hannibal's words were all for this sake, and Bruce couldn't refuse any more.

He nodded: "Okay, see you tomorrow morning."

Hannibal looked at Will again, and Will spoke a step ahead: "I have class tomorrow."

——This is Hannibal's expected answer.

He has Will's schedule, so he naturally knows that he has class tomorrow, which is why he chose to invite Bateman at this time.

Hannibal made a regretful expression.

The three walked out side by side, Hannibal glanced back at the man imprisoned in the interrogation room, his contemptuous and disdainful expressions flashed, and when he turned his head, these expressions were all hidden.

He hadn't expected this man to do anything from the start.

Hannibal happened to bump into this man during the night's "hunting" and was killing the No.2 victim.

He heard about the case from Will, and knew that this person was the murderer Will was looking for—this was originally a "gift" he had prepared for Will.

But because of the appearance of Patrick Bateman, he temporarily changed the plan.

He didn't think that he could frame Bateman through this person's actions, but he could lead Bateman step by step to the destination he had prepared for him.

Hannibal couldn't say why he was suddenly interested in Bateman—or, to be more precise, in Bateman's alter ego.

But he decided to follow his heart and do what he wanted to do.

For example, start with a lunch.

The author has something to say: Hannibal: I have some experience in cooking.

Lord—Danger—

Amway again to receive the document ~ take a look at the children's column!

"[Comprehensive British and American] Your teacher is offline"

[After teaching these three children, you will be free. 】

Edwin nodded, and he accepted the task.

After experiencing Gotham Storm, the New York business war and the Metropolis crisis, Edwin finally managed to complete the task, but he found that he lost three soul fragments, the soul fragments left to the children in the form of light.

Fortunately, these three independent worlds merged, and Edwin embarked on the journey to regain the light.

but--

Edwin: Where are my lovely three students?Who is this black lacquer/red tin can/big chest muscle? ! !

"I won't die, I just..." Edwin, who was on the verge of death, spoke intermittently, but the rapidly passing vitality didn't give him much time.

With the last of his strength, he patted the boy beside him who had already had red eye circles.

"I will be with you forever."

In the next second, Edwin's body exploded into countless clusters of light, and the burst of light illuminated the dark corner for a moment, and then gradually dissipated, leaving only a faint cluster of light that was carefully held in the palm of the young man.

After N years——

The three students who have all experienced the above-mentioned scenarios: the light is returned to you, and the others are left behind.

Edwin:...?

●Reading Notes:

1. There is no emotional drama in the early stage, pure teacher-student relationship.

2. Three independent worlds in the early stage, and the fusion of worlds in the later stage.

3. Group favorite, emotional drama 1V1

感谢在2020-09-0717:48:47~2020-09-0922:18:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 leaf;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 big blue bird from Krypton's fairy tale;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：嬉戏20瓶；。10瓶；456765198瓶；我是小宇5瓶；鸢子1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!