[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

In the middle of the night, the moonlight is hazy, without the brilliance of the moon, the stars gradually reveal their charm.They appear in clusters together, like a galaxy flowing through, decorating the ink-stained sky.

In an apartment somewhere in Quantico, Virginia

The floor lamp erected in the corner was specially adjusted to the lowest gear, and the dim light could not illuminate the entire bedroom, making the room look dim and gloomy.

On the big dark brown soft bed, the petite and lovely girl was quietly lying on the duvet, as if she was sleeping.On both sides of the bed, two men sat on the sofa and stared at the person on the bed without blinking, silently waiting for her to wake up.

The two Hannibals always believed that the little fox was still alive. After all, how could a creature like a goblin die so easily.Using the data they stumbled across from Little Fox's necklace, they developed a new serum to prolong their own lifespan, just long enough to find her.They had imagined countless times how excited and happy they would be when they finally found her.They will hug her tightly, kiss her deeply, and use all intimate behaviors to express their thoughts and desires for her.However...

The two Hannibals moved their gazes to the little fox's arm exposed outside the quilt at the same time. The sleeves of the gray thin shirt were very wide, covering the girl's arm like a child wearing adult clothes.Where the quilt covered her, the black slacks were also much larger than her figure.It was obviously not her clothes, and what was even more obvious was that it was not women's clothes at all.

Hehe... kiss and hug?Or change it to the education of love.

Just when the men on both sides of the bed were thinking about how to teach the girl who hadn't seen her for decades and came to the door wearing other men's clothes as soon as she came back, the person who was about to be taught a lesson had already woken up.

The convenience of having demon power is that you can keep your body in top condition at any time. The little fox was awake within 10 to [-] minutes after being stunned by Hannibal.However, for the sake of her subsequent escape plan, she chose to continue pretending to be unconscious.

She didn't remember much about the past before. She just opened the memory palace and roughly recalled the past with Hannibal.The others don't need special attention, the only thing is that they know they are vixen.After so many years of searching, it is impossible for them not to investigate the vixen, especially when she was caught while casting a spell just now, it is obvious that they already have some understanding of the fox.On the contrary, she didn't know anything about them.Why didn't they grow old?Why is it so strong? Is it the same as Sherlock and the others, who also learned some skills from someone.She really doesn't know anything about these issues.So now it is impossible to be tough, you can only outsmart!

Hannibal's two groups seem to be in a daze now, but they must be recording the time data of her body's purification after being drugged, because such data will allow them to grasp the precise time of drugging in the future, making it easier for them to imprison her.So she can't be too impatient now, what needs to be done now is to confuse the time and provide them with wrong data.So when they thought they had mastered her body purification time, they could use the time created by wrong data to escape quietly.

The little fox made a lot of plans in his mind, and he breathed a sigh of relief after sorting out the archives one by one.The so-called impatient can't eat hot tofu, don't run away in a hurry, take your time.Fortunately, she has almost sorted out her mentality now, and she is no longer as scared as she was when she first met Hannibal.All she has to do now is coax them to save their lives before running away!

"Hmm..." A whimper suddenly sounded in the room, and the slightly bulging bag on the bed moved, followed by the sound of metal colliding.

"Here?" The little fox pretended to wake up from a coma in a daze, and his eyelids were still playing a full set of pretending to be heavy and fighting with the lower eyelids.She frowned, raising her hand to rub her eyes.

Crash!The sound of metal clashing grew louder.

"En?" The little fox raised his hand suspiciously to look, and saw that besides the bracelet McCoff gave him, there was also a handcuff ring wrapped in soft leather to prevent it from rubbing against the skin.In addition, the other hand and two feet were handcuffed to the bedpost.

Oh, it turned out that he was handcuffed.The little fox looked calm, apparently already very used to this.

"Wake up." The elegant and magnetic voice was soothing and gentle. The man in a shirt and trousers crossed his legs and leaned on the sofa looking at her with a slightly lazy posture.

"What is this for?" The little fox frowned, pretending to move his hands weakly, but found that the two hands could not touch together.

"Don't be nervous." On the other side, a young man in casual clothes was lazily leaning against the side of the sofa.One of his long legs was stretched out, the other was bent back, his arms rested on the armrest and his chin was resting on the bed, staring at the person on the bed: "It's just to prevent someone from casting a spell and escaping."

"Is this someone referring to me?" The little fox turned his head to look at the young Hannibal sitting on the left.

"Otherwise, could it be me?" Young Hannibal raised his eyebrows.

"Let me go, I won't run away." The little fox said sincerely.

"Okay." The older Lecter on the other side said this time: "As long as you answer one of my questions honestly, I will let you go."

question?The little fox thought about it for a while.His question is definitely not easy to deal with. If the answer is wrong, it may irritate them.Forget it, anyway, whether the handcuffs are released or not will not affect her escape plan.

"No, I'll just be handcuffed like this." The little fox twitched the corners of his mouth and refused with an awkward smile.

"Heh!" Hannibal chuckled, "You choose chains?" Asking this, he picked up the dagger from the small round table beside him, put his hands on the armrest of the sofa and stood up: "Then you decided to accept my handcuffs?" Interrogated?" The young man raised the corners of his lips, and the scar on one side of his cheek had a deep dimple, and he looked full of evil, just like the devil boy back then.

"Interrogation, interrogation?!" So this is a multiple-choice question!The little fox who did not review the questions carefully blamed himself deeply... a ghost!These two guys never said that this is a multiple-choice question!

"Yes!" Hannibal strode to the side of the bed, his brown eyes were cold and fierce, his long legs were bent and propped up by the side of the bed, and the dagger in his hand was pressed against her chest: "Tell me, what do you wear?" whose clothes."

Little Fox:! ! !

Damn!She forgot she was still wearing Hodge's clothes!The little fox's facial expression was tense, and his heart was overwhelmed.Wearing other men's clothes and running around in front of her ex-boyfriend, this is clearly self-destruction!

"I..." The little fox, who was flustered by this question for a moment, stammered.

"Huh?" Hannibal raised his eyebrows, and leaned slightly to get closer to her: "How are you?" As he leaned closer, the dagger in his hand was getting closer.

"Wait, wait!" The little fox's hair stood on end when he felt the clothes on his chest being cut open: "The blade is about to hit me! Hannibal, Hannibal, save me!" The girl was crying with tears in her eyes He turned his head and asked for help from Lecter who was sitting silently on the side: "Hannibal woo QAQ."

The girl called Hannibal one after another in a crying voice, as if the little hooks were hooked on the person's heart and kept pulling.The two men pursed their lips at the same time, both feeling powerless because of their indistinct mind.

Just pretending to be pitiful, do you feel distressed, useless!The two men scolded themselves in their hearts at the same time.

"Hannibal...Hannibal...uh QAQ! It hurts, I'm afraid of pain! Help me!" The little fox over there was still crying coquettishly.

Although the two men have the same name, they both know that the little fox's name is Lecter.

"Shut up! If you yell again, I'll cut off your tongue!" Hannibal glared at the little fox viciously.Lying under him but asking other men to save her, this woman is really going to piss him off!

"Get out of the way." Lecter, who had walked to the bed at some point, smiled lightly.

"Why!" The other party's smile seemed to Hannibal to be showing off.

"She's calling me." The crow-feather eyelashes drooped slightly, and the brown eyes looked at the little fox gently: "Is it?"

"Yeah!" The little fox nodded repeatedly, and stretched out the hand close to Lecter towards him.

"Would you like me to chop off your hand too!" Hannibal looked at the little fox's movements and threatened sinisterly.

Hearing Hannibal's constant threats, the little fox's mouth was closed, and the tears gathered in his eyes finally flowed down.

Hannibal froze when he saw the little fox's tears. He pursed his lips for a long time before he snorted coldly, turned over and got out of bed: "Don't regret it."

regret?The little fox who pretended to cry felt tight, what does this mean?

"Don't cry." Lecter bent down with a smile, propped up his body with one hand, and gently wiped away the tears on the little fox's cheek with the other hand.

"Well..." The little fox looked at Lecter aggrievedly.

"Did you hurt you just now?" Lecter carefully opened the cut of the thin shirt and looked. There was only a red mark on the girl's skin, and the young man's hands were still very measured.

Fortunately, under normal circumstances, the mature version of Hannibal Lecter is still gentle!Unlike that devil boy, he hasn't restrained himself after so many years!

"It was almost hurt." The little fox glanced at Hannibal sadly.

"Hmph!" Hannibal snorted coldly and turned his head away.

"It's fine." Lecter smiled, reaching out to caress her cheek: "Fox, we meet again after a long time, I know you don't want to tell us too much, so we only have two questions, you have to answer one."

"Then what...what's your problem?" the little fox asked cautiously.

Lecter lowered his head slightly and approached her, his brown eyes looked into her eyes for a moment: "I want to know, did you lose consciousness after falling into the sea, or did you consciously feign death and escape, leaving me?"

Little Fox:……