Hi everyone, I'm Harvey Dent, Gotham City's Attorney, Light Knight, currently undergoing counseling for the election of mayor.

But today, Mr. Detective and his assistant, who were invited to my house as guests, began to identify my psychiatrist as a murderer (assistant Watson: I didn’t speak without me, please don’t bring me up, thank you), and I didn’t care about it. Unaware.

So what should I do?Waiting online, very urgent!

In the face of Sherlock's questioning, Hannibal seemed to be able to handle it with ease, and even felt a little helpless: "Sorry, Mr. Holmes, I don't understand what you are referring to. But personally, what you said so far All of this is slander, and if you continue, I'm afraid I will take legal action."

As he spoke, he glanced at Harvey calmly.Although Harvey still doesn't know what happened, his professionalism and sense of smell as a prosecutor are obviously enough to make him realize that the facts may be different from what he thought, and now he has stood up from the sofa silently Get up, reach out and hold the gun in the back waist.

The odds are against him, Hannibal thought, but that's only what it looks like.

Just as he was thinking this, Sherlock spoke.

"You must be very confident and think that everything you do will not leave any traces." Sherlock smiled slightly: "Indeed, I can't produce any evidence to prove the authenticity of what I just said; but before you Killing Duke Needham Rupert in London didn't take his time as always. You left tiny clues that you didn't even notice, and it's because of them that I walked Chased from London to Gotham and met you here."

Hannibal looked at him intently: "Then please tell me, what clues did I leave that made you think I was a murderer?"

Sherlock said, "Duke Rupert's ring."

Hannibal raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

"Of course, I didn't say that the ring was on you." Sherlock said, "After you discovered that the pure gold ring had the family crest of the Rupert family on it, in order not to be found After confirming the death of Duke Rupert, I chose to melt it and discard it in the sewer. Unfortunately, this piece of gold was later picked up from the sewer and sold to a gold shop. Later, it was discovered by my people and handed over to the in my hand."

Hearing this, Watson couldn't help but glanced at Sherlock: ...your man?

Sherlock is confident: my brother's people are mine.

Watson: ...All right.

Hannibal asked, "Even so, so what?"

"The problem is with the tools you used to melt the ring." Sherlock said in his velvety bass. Duke Rupert never thought he would wear a ring before, did he?"

As if thinking of something, the corners of Hannibal's mouth stiffened slightly.Although it was only for a short moment, it was still captured by Sherlock who has been paying attention to him and is quite good at observing micro-expressions: "It seems that you also thought about what was used at that time. It's a coincidence that a few pieces of gold were branded on that piece of gold." A rather small English letter, VOVVI."

Hannibal said, "What does that mean?"

"These letters don't mean anything, of course, they don't even look like a word," said Sherlock, "but I'm assuming you've only branded half the letters—which is fairly easy to deduce from the arrangement of the letters—if you Their lower half is completed, and this line of English becomes K, B, W, I, that is, the four-letter code of Baltimore Washington International Airport."

Harvey couldn't help answering: "So you went to Baltimore after that?"

"Yes." Sherlock said, "That's where you realized that someone was chasing you, right? Oh, by the way, although you are very strict in what you do and the way you handle dead bodies is clever, there are always a few people a place of error."

Sherlock put his legs on his knees, and his fingertips met: "I made a profile of the murderer two nights ago, and then I was attacked by an assassin. I'm curious, what is the relationship between the two?" Unrelated?"

Hannibal sat on the sofa, still maintaining his elegant demeanor, but did not speak.

He has already realized that what he has done has been dismantled and flattened by the young but quite experienced detective in front of him, and all of them are reflected in his eyes.

No amount of resistance is just self-defeating.He calmly thought that this day will always come.

"It seems that you don't want to say it, Mr. Lecter." Sherlock smiled slightly: "It's okay, I can continue to question you in the interrogation room."

The siren sounded outside the door.

"Okay, the time card is just right." Sherlock stood up from the sofa and muttered, "I knew Lestrade would call the police, what a trouble."

Realize that I can't escape

Yes, Hannibal didn't do anything drastic.He didn't look flustered when he was taken away by the police, and he still looked at Sherlock with a smile in his eyes, calmly.

"You are a good opponent, Mr. Holmes," said he.

Sherlock said, "Thanks, I think so too."

……

Gordon explains what he knows to Harvey and Bruce in his own chief's office.

"...So, my psychiatrist is an ogre???" Harvey said in disbelief: "Not only is he a serial murderer, but he also eats their corpses?!"

"To be precise, he killed them to eat them." Gordon said: "My people and Mr. Holmes are going to the interrogation room. Do you want to listen? If it goes well, we will see them in a short time." A full statement."

Bruce disagrees: "I don't think it's going to go that well."

Sure enough, as he said, Hannibal is a very cunning character. Even though Sherlock has searched for a lot of evidence when chasing him everywhere, Hannibal still refuses to let go in some key places, so that they can't follow him. Some crimes are punishable by death under Maryland law.

Considering the presence of Sherlock, Bruce didn't plan to meet him in this capacity, so he didn't go to the interrogation room together.Gordon and Harvey looked on, feeling helpless.

In the end, after communicating with the Baltimore Special Police and the Behavior Analysis Section of the FBI, Gordon decided to hand over Hannibal back to Baltimore. The BAU team will continue to follow up on the case until Hannibal gets the punishment he deserves.

"John, where's your phone?" Sherlock lay on the sofa and said lazily, "Hurry up and book a ticket, we should go back to London."

Watson asked: "You're not going to Baltimore?"

"What am I going to Baltimore for?" Sherlock stood up and asked, "It's the job of the police to find evidence. I just need to point out the murderer for them, and that's enough."

"...Aren't you afraid that he won't be sentenced to death in the end and come out of prison to take revenge on us?" Watson recalled Hannibal's look at Sherlock before he left, as if he was eager to find a similar equal, and he concealed it quite well. Feeling morbidly excited, he frowned unconsciously.

"Are we facing too little of these?" Sherlock said indifferently, "If I have to worry about this, I think I'd better not be a detective."

"...All right," Watson said

Hao shrugged: "You're right."

"Besides, someone else will worry about us." Sherlock turned over on the sofa: "For example, the bat in Gotham, he must care more than me."

A day later, various procedures were completed at an extremely fast speed.Now is the time for the mayor's election. In order not to affect their own elections, the candidates for mayor have worked hard to send away Hannibal, the big trouble.Baltimore's SWAT and BAU team were all in place to escort Hannibal back to Baltimore from Gotham.

This should have ended like this.

——If Hannibal hadn't died while being escorted.

Batman sat in front of the giant Batcomputer, rewatching as many videos as he could find of Hannibal before he died.

"It's the League of Assassins." He said, his face solemn after taking off his mask: "Before Sherlock confirmed that Hannibal knew the person who paid ninjas to assassinate them, now it seems that the relationship between Hannibal and this person The alliance is not strong either."

"They should have reached some kind of deal..." Batman rested his head on one hand, thinking: "The man helped Hannibal kill the detective who was in the way who was chasing him, so what did Hannibal do for him? "

As he thought about it, his breath suddenly became stagnant: "Harvey!"

Immediately he pressed the button on Gordon's communicator.

Gordon was originally busy with the recent spate of emergencies, and now one more Hannibal died during the escort. Although the responsibility was not on their side, it did add a lot of workload to Gordon.

He was still awake when the phone rang: "Bruce, what are you calling so late?"

Bruce's eager voice sounded from the other end of the receiver: "Jim, think about it, Hannibal was trying to get rid of Sherlock's pursuit of him, but he suddenly stopped in Gotham, why?"

Gordon didn't think in this direction at first, but now he was reminded by Bruce, he was also shocked: "The person who paid for the assassin asked him to do psychological treatment for Harvey in Gotham?!"

"I think so too," Bruce said seriously. "We need to get Harvey reassigned to a psychiatrist as soon as possible—we need to find out what Hannibal did to him."

After realizing that Harvey might be in danger, Bruce immediately contacted Dr. Bertha Joyce, who had previously treated Harvey.The other party replied very quickly, and immediately arranged for the next day to do a psychological evaluation for Harvey again.

Since the current situation is too

Many, the police department cannot do without the director Gordon, so Bruce and Harvey's fiancée Gilda came with Harvey.

This time, it took Dr. Bertha Joyce and Harvey a long time to come out of the psychological consultation room.When they walked in, the expressions of both of them were not very good-looking.

Gilda sat down beside Harvey and reached out to take his hand.Harvey looked at her for a while, sighed, and finally showed a slight smile on his handsome face because of his fiancée's love.

Bruce asked, "Dr. Bertha, how is Harvey doing?"

"Doctor Hannibal's ability is indeed very superb." Dr. Bertha sighed: "He has successfully suppressed Harvey's other personality to the deepest part of his heart, which is why Harvey's current state seems to be very stable."

Bruce immediately realized the point of Dr. Bertha's words: "You said 'current'?"

"Yes, at present." Dr. Bertha said, "It seems that Harvey has gradually improved so that he is no different from a normal person, but his other personality is only suppressed by the main personality, and has not disappeared. And if , when there is a problem with Harvey's personality one day, then..."

Bruce frowned: "Then his other personality will appear?"

Dr. Bertha nodded, and added: "Because he has been suppressed for too long, it may be permanent if he emerges this time—he is too violent, and it is very likely that Harvey's personality will disappear forever. "

"Ah!" Gilda covered her mouth and yelled, holding Harvey's hand tightly: "This is absolutely impossible!"

"In addition, I have another discovery." Dr. Bertha said hesitantly: "I'm not sure if this is good or bad... It seems that Hannibal implanted a hint in Harvey's subconscious, you can Think of it like a switch. When the switch is flipped, Harvey's alter ego pops up to take over the body; and if no one opens it, Harvey's alter ego remains locked. In the body, it is difficult to have a chance to appear."

Bruce asked, "What's that switch?"

"I don't know." Dr. Bertha said, "I'm afraid you can only ask Hannibal, maybe it's a song, maybe it's a certain word, maybe it's a painting... too many possibilities .”

Gilda asked nervously, "So is it possible for him to touch that switch in his life?"

"There is indeed such a possibility, my dear." Dr. Bertha showed a look of helplessness: "I don't know the extras."

They thanked Bertha

The doctor left her clinic with a heavy heart.

Unlike Bruce and Gilda, who are frowning, Harvey, the person involved, has already looked away and still has the energy to comfort them: "Don't worry about me too much, I guess Hannibal tried his best to give me this Implying that it is unlikely that he wanted me to go crazy in the street, this is not in line with his aesthetics, is it?"

Gilda was almost out of breath and punched him in the street: "Is this called aesthetics?! I think he is a lunatic! Crazy!"

Bruce said, "Harvey, you're right. I guess the time Hannibal chose was probably when you announced your inaugural address, and he should have chosen something that would only appear then as a cue to you. .”

"Then what am I worried about now?" Harvey shrugged pretending to be relaxed: "Is it because I don't have much work as a prosecutor, or is it because I am not tired enough to run for mayor? Work hard."

Bruce thought for a while, then said, "I have an idea...but I'm not sure."

When Dr. Bertha talked about the "switch" in his head, Bruce suddenly thought of Bucky.He'd talked to Captain America about this before, knowing that Bucky had been planted with hints in his head as the Winter Soldier, requiring certain combinations of words to trigger, which sounded very similar to Harvey's situation.

And Bucky returned to normal with the help of Professor X, maybe, he can go to Professor X for help?

The author has something to say: Professor: Huh?I didn't do this

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