[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the translucent floor-to-ceiling windows capture all the beautiful scenery of the bright moon in the sky.A desk lamp emitting a cool white light provides some brightness to the spacious bedroom, the atmosphere in the room is slightly stagnant and quiet, as if a needle can be heard clearly.

A man in a suit and leather shoes is sitting on a square stool with an elegant posture. His legs are crossed, and his slender fingers are crossed and rested on his legs. Occasionally, his thumb taps on the tiger's mouth of the other hand. People are generally disturbed.

"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Hannibal hadn't felt this angry for a long time, five years?ten years?Maybe longer.Since avenging his sister, nothing can stimulate his emotions. Sometimes he feels that he may be dead until he meets the little fox.It was a coincidence that she appeared, just when she had struggled for several months and finally decided to step out of the shackles of morality and prepare to attack innocent people, she fell from the sky and fell directly into his arms.Her body, her body does not belong to any artificial fragrance, and her sweet and soft voice, all aroused his appetite.

He wanted to eat her, skin, meat, bones, blood, and internal organs.He tried his best to use his emotions to keep her by his side, and he could start to deal with this extraordinary first innocent prey after the hand injury healed, but she suddenly ran away.

In fact, in the past, when prey escaped, he never felt angry, anyway, he had the ability to catch it back.But this time, the time when she ran away really made him unable to suppress his anger.

Seduce him, put up your pants and run away after having sex with him, isn't this similar to those bad-blooded TV dramas where the heartless guy refuses to accept his account after eating!

Inexplicably turning into a pitiful character who was deceived and then abandoned was enough to make people angry. Now this woman appeared in his house inexplicably, lying on his bed with ambiguous traces, which is a bit too much!

"Why don't you speak?"

The man's dark golden hair was neatly pulled back, and his gold-rimmed glasses rested on his tall nose, adding a bit of elegance to him.There was a faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.The aura around him was low and cold, slowly pouring in like a tide, making it hard to breathe.

its not right!That's not right!What about a gentle gentleman?Why did this guy's aura suddenly become so similar to what the clowns gave her? !The little fox was surprised at the pressure Hannibal brought to him, his heart was beating violently, and the hairs all over his body stood on end in trembling.

"I...I was forced, really." The little fox said weakly.The cold and stern gaze that fell on her body really made the little fox a little restless, and she pulled up the thin quilt to cover her body with trembling hands.

"Oh?" Hannibal smiled softly, his thin lips slightly parted: "You can try to convince me." He looked at the little fox in a leisurely manner, with an expression of 'I'll just watch your performance quietly'.

"I really didn't want to leave by myself!" The more Hannibal laughed like this, the more nervous the little fox became.She thought of one man, Jim Moriarty.From the very beginning, that guy used the mask of a gentle and kind old man to disguise himself. In fact, his heart is dark, and he is a pure villain!

"Did someone force you to leave?" Hannibal raised his eyebrows.Would he not know if a stranger entered his home?This woman won't even tell a lie.

"I actually traveled to another world." The little fox said, seeing that Hannibal wanted to laugh again, he quickly interrupted him again: "I'm serious! I went to Paris in another world and met Hannibal there. A teenager. I was..." The little fox told Hannibal all the things he encountered after time travel from beginning to end, true and false.

At first, Hannibal listened to the little fox complaining and aggrieved with the attitude of watching a play, but as she narrated, some fragments of memory gradually began to appear in his mind, and his temples swelled and bulged. The swelling pain, black and white pictures flashed one by one like a slideshow.

"He forced me to be his accomplice. I can't help it. He is so fierce that I dare not resist him." Speaking of the emotion, the little fox began to cry: "He tortures me every day. It's a devil!"

Hannibal frowned, raised his hand and rubbed his temple.After the uncomfortable pain was dispelled and the messy fragments in his mind disappeared, the man slowly relaxed his brows and breathed a sigh of relief: "You said that you have traveled through time and space, and you have been imprisoned in that world for more than a month?"

"Yes!" The little fox replied decisively without any guilt.

"But you've only been missing for a week." Hannibal said flatly.

"It may be that the time flow of the two worlds is different." The little fox said quickly: "I have traveled back and forth several times before, and once again I stayed in this world for several days, and only one day passed there."

Traveling through time and space, he always felt that he had heard of this matter a long time ago.Hannibal concealed the doubts in his heart, but on the surface he said calmly: "The matter of time travel is too unbelievable, how do you prove that what you said is true?"

...how to prove?She crossed directly from the boy's bed to Hannibal's bed, and there was nothing on her body from that world except for the pajamas that the boy put on.But what can a pajamas prove?

The little fox was a little impatient. The sense of oppression Hannibal gave her really scared her. If he was really like Jim, and the good side was just a disguise, then he ran away after prostitution, and gave him a certain color when he came back. With a bright hat, one can imagine her fate!

Oh my god, the little fox raised his hand and scratched his hair in annoyance.

Hannibal has been paying attention to the movements and expressions of the little fox. He watched her pull her hand out of the quilt and scratch her head collapsed. The yellow eyes stayed on her scratched hair for a while, and then slowly moved down her fingers.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he stood up without regard to his image, and pulled the hand that was holding the little fox to him.

"Alas!?" The little fox was almost pulled out of the bed, she quickly supported the edge of the bed, and subconsciously fell backwards to stabilize her body.

Hannibal pinched the edge of the bracelet and looked inside, the finely carved letters pieced together a lovely name.

"Why is this bracelet here with you!" Hannibal's face was expressionless, his brows and eyes were full of sternness.

This bracelet shouldn't be with her!He clearly remembered that he gave the bracelet to—? !Hannibal's expression was a little stagnant.Who did he give the bracelet to?The memory of this aspect in my mind is fuzzy, and the picture flashes by but I can't clearly see the content inside.

"It hurts, hurts, take it easy." The little fox groaned and struggled to grab his hand, but Hannibal's hand was like an iron clamp, no matter how hard he struggled, he didn't move at all: "What's wrong with you?"

Hannibal recovered from his memory, he glanced at the little fox with a puzzled expression on his face, his excited expression gradually calmed down: "Where did you get this bracelet from?" He let go of the little fox. hand, asked calmly.

"It's from that devil boy." The little fox withdrew his hand, grinning and rubbing his wrist.

juvenile?No, the person in memory is not a man!Could it be that after he gave it to the girl, she gave the bracelet to someone else?Thinking of this, Hannibal suddenly felt unhappy.

"What's the boy's name?" Hannibal continued to ask.With the name, he can look up many things.For example, who did the boy meet...

When the little fox heard Hannibal's question, he realized that he had been referring to the Hannibal of that world as a boy, probably because he was afraid of being confused with the person in front of him and causing unnecessary misunderstanding, so he subconsciously chose this name to distinguish them.

"The boy has the same name and surname as you, and is also called Hannibal Lecter." The little fox answered Hannibal's question: "At first I thought I had traveled to the past, and that boy was you when you were a child. I only thought of you two later. Different, one is Lithuanian and one is American."

Don't lose the bracelet.

This is your sister's thing, how can I wear it.

Wear it, if you take it off casually, I will cut off your hand!

The slideshow in my mind suddenly became a movie. In the sunny restaurant, a man and a woman sat facing each other.Delicious food and sweet and delicious cakes are placed in front of them. The girl lights candles and makes a wish with the boy, and celebrates coming of age with him.He watched as he quietly took off the bracelet on little Lolita's wrist, and then put it on the girl's wrist, pretending to be vicious and threatening her not to take it off.

Hannibal could even communicate with that young man, he knew everything in his mind.

That bracelet is like a shackle for the girl, wearing it, she can't escape.

"You really traveled through time and space?" On the day she disappeared, Hannibal clearly remembered that the little fox had no accessories other than the fox necklace on his neck. bracelet.

Didn't she lie?Hannibal didn't really want to believe such unimaginable things, but the current situation seems to be in line with what she said.Combined with her words, maybe she really went back to the past and met her teenage self...

"Really, I swear I didn't lie to you." The little fox said seriously.

Hannibal watched the little fox quietly. After a while, he took two steps back and left the bed: "You go back first."

kindness?The little fox blinked.So let her go?so easy?

Hannibal glanced at the little fox and knew what she was thinking at the moment, but he had more important things to do at the moment, so he didn't have time to argue with her.

"Let's go." The man's expression was expressionless, and he gave the order to chase away the guest flatly.

"Oh." The little fox suppressed his cheerful tone and responded calmly.

Regardless of whether Hannibal is white-faced and black-hearted, just looking at the oppressive feeling is not a person to be provoked.It's better to stay away by yourself, pack up your things and run away when you get back in a while!

"I hope I can see you tomorrow." Hannibal glanced at the little fox and said meaningfully.

"...Hahaha, of course, of course." The little fox nodded with a smile, and quickly left Hannibal's house with oil on his feet.

See you tomorrow?How can it be!