[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

Chapter 79

When Claire said that to Hannibal, she didn't think that Hannibal would really surrender for her false interpretation.Because doing so is completely inconsistent with his usual style.

The fact is, Hannibal did not answer her.

Only silence spread in each other's eyes.Hannibal stared at Claire with deep eyes, which made Claire always feel cold, and seemed to see some loss and hidden pain in this pair of eyes.

After a long time, the man asked softly: "If you do this, will you forgive me for what I did to you?"

"...At least, I want to see the hard work for me." Claire lowered her eyes slowly, as if she was lost in memory: "Cracks and scars are never so simple to make up for."

Hannibal shook his head: "If I'm in prison, I won't be able to protect you by your side."

"In fact, all the dangers I have experienced are related to you and your patients."

"If you can stay away from me, I will become extremely happy."

Claire's voice was cold.There are sharp ices in her gray eyes that cannot be melted: "Only when I see you in prison, can I have a thin sense of security in this world again."

Hannibal didn't speak.After that day, he never appeared again.

No new victims were found in the human centipede imitation case.The murderer seemed to have disappeared suddenly, causing the police, who had just grasped a little initiative, to fall into a stalemate again.

The case had to be shelved again, because the busy BAU agents could not concentrate all their energies on a case that could not be progressed smoothly for the time being. They were dispatched to different regions to deal with other new cases that emerged one after another across the United States.

Of course, the great FBI didn't get nothing.

Claire looked coldly at the news broadcast on TV:

"The most authoritative psychiatrist in the United States, Dr. Hannibal Lecter, came to the police station and surrendered himself a few days ago, claiming that he was the behind-the-scenes promoter of many cases in recent years. The reason why he voluntarily surrendered himself is precisely It was the in-depth investigation of him by BAU agents in recent days that made him feel the crisis of the truth being exposed."

"Hannibal Lecter tried to get the police to treat him with leniency in this way, but whether everything will be as he wished is still an unknown answer."

A month later, Claire was discharged from the hospital.

She wore extremely comfortable sportswear and walked out of the ward with simple luggage.If it weren't for someone who knew what she had experienced, no one would have been able to tell from her calm demeanor that she had been lying in bed like a vegetable for more than a year and a half.

In the following time, she started to get busy again.

Repeated routines, boring studies, endless tutoring and exams, and the search for Harris' whereabouts.

Claire is stepping into a normal study step by step, at least in everyone's eyes.

However, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that someone was watching her around her, or somewhere, waiting for her.

Claire guessed at first that it was Harris, then that the roses were sent by Hannibal, and after Hannibal was imprisoned awaiting a public trial, it continued uninterrupted. At the door of the room, I saw a delicate rose with its thorns shaved off.

It was sleeping quietly at her door, waiting for Claire to pick it up.

Until one day, Claire saw this day's new rose on the coffee table in her bedroom——

This feeling is not good at all!It even made Claire feel horrified. She began to check her room again and again, and began to lock the doors one by one again. Even the dagger that was gradually inserted into the scabbard lay under her soft pillow in a sharp image again.

In front of all her relatives, friends, professors and teachers, Claire behaved the same as usual, but she felt that she was actually terrified and extremely uneasy.

She began exercising her newly recovered body, making it agile, strong, and able to defend itself again.

however--

Claire picked up the red rose from the bedside table with a stern expression. It was passed through the locked door, arranged in the guest bedroom, and quietly placed less than one meter away from her sleeping self.

If that bastard who didn't know who wanted to hurt her, she would be a corpse by now.

It's not that she didn't report the crime, but what the police do is always disappointing.After investigating all the people she came into contact with, nothing was found.

Claire looked at the rose for a long time.The shadow of a lingering knife slashed across, and the dagger in her hand had ruthlessly pierced through the gorgeous rose on the table, pinning it to death on the dilapidated cabinet.

She is moving out of here.

And on the day Claire contacted the new house, she met the mysterious man who approached her step by step through the rose: in the way she least wanted.

Claire wakes up in the dark.She was lying on an extremely comfortable bed. If her hands, feet, mouth and eyes were not bound, she would have pretended to believe that the reason why she lost consciousness on the way to see the new house was actually due to heatstroke and coma, rather than being kidnapped.

And the moment she woke up, she was immediately discovered by the person who kidnapped her.

The other party came to her side, and gently untied the black cloth on Claire's eyes with cold fingers.Before the dim light came into view, the first thing Claire saw was a head of blond hair that was so bright that it reminded people of the sun.

The boy with deep blue eyes was wearing a white mask, looking down at her in front of her.The scrutiny and observation in their eyes was hidden the moment they looked at each other, leaving only the warmth that made Claire feel false.

She heard the boy's voice through the mask, with a charm between crisp and hoarse, between a boy and an adult.He said, "Long time no see."

Claire looked at him for a long time before realizing belatedly that they had indeed met before.

He was also one of Hannibal's patients.

...Damn Hannibal!

And the young man, that is, Gray Hunn looked at Claire and smiled. He seemed to see through her inner thoughts at a glance, and shook his head helplessly. I've seen it before."

Immediately without waiting for Claire to think, he took off the mask on his face first.

His face looks so handsome!No, this handsomeness has reached the point of being extremely beautiful!The skin that has not been exposed to the sun for a long time looks almost morbidly pale, and the deep facial features are beautifully lined, like a doll that has been carefully created.Those deep blue eyes looked uncomfortable and paranoid.Like a pair of hands that are not gentle, they are tearing Claire's defense through this pair of eyes, Claire's disguise.Expose her completely, without a trace, in front of his eyes.This feeling...is too unpleasant!

Claire narrowed her eyes, she never concealed her dissatisfaction, even if she was restrained, she didn't really feel intimidated.Therefore, the gray eyes competed with the young man with a more ruthless gaze, and in the end the young man was the first to lose.

His blue eyes drooped, casting a shadow on his face. His pink tongue licked his beautiful lips. The transparent lip liquid made his rosy lips look like petals stagnant in the morning dew, looking bright and lustful. Drops, waiting for people to pick.

He has an intimidating, almost magnificent charm.

It was precisely because of this that Claire was even more shocked when she saw the sporadic old scars on the young man's cheek.She opened her lips, but all questioning was suppressed by the tape that sealed her mouth.But the young man was not curious about what she hadn't said. In fact, he seemed to have predicted all these developments a long time ago, and even stood up calmly.

"It seems that you have recognized me." He lowered his head, his blond hair covered the expression on his face: "I am a survivor who experienced the same thing as you 6 years ago."

"I'm Gray Hugh."

"Of course, you can also see me as an avenger."

With the words of Gray Hunn, he turned sideways, exposing the scene that had been blocked behind him for Claire to appreciate.

And Claire, who had been lying on the bed, had to barely support her body after the boy's movements.And with this movement, her breath smelled an unspeakable, disgusting stench on the bed covered with rose petals and strong perfume.

She looked at Gray Hunn.

Just behind the boy was the nightmare she had spent her whole life longing to forget!

Dozens of human beings were brutally crushed with their ankles broken, stripped of their clothes, and kneeling on the ground naked. The first person was the head, the second person's lips were sewn on the former's anus/anus, and the third person One's lips are similarly sewn on the second's buttocks... and so on, until the last.

They couldn't stand up, because the cheeks were sewn on the body of the former with fine needles and threads.They can't eat, so they have to be forced to smell, smell, and even eat the feces of their predecessors...

Clare had already stepped out of this shadow, but the memory still made her scream.Her voice was terrified and shrill like never before, and even this tape couldn't cover up her fear.

It was as if she had returned to that dark and terrifying house six years ago, where she was tied hands and feet, kept in the dark, and watched other people suffer this horrific abuse every day!Then, when she witnessed the 13th person biting her tongue and committing suicide during her countless calls for help, she finally came in handy... Yes, she was kidnapped to replace the dead person.

She wanted to die, she really wanted to die, but at the age of 16, she didn't have that kind of decisive bravery.So she fainted while resisting, and when she woke up, she saw that she was being "operated".

It was BAU who saved her back then and made her abuse stop here, but 6 years later... who else will come to save her? !Claire's eyes flicked across Grethuan's profile.The young man was raising his face slightly, his pale and bloodless face was flushed sickly, the corners of his lips curled up... He was smiling.

Claire bit her lip.Her teeth pressed against the back of her tongue, and the pain woke her up.

At this moment, she saw through her weakness more clearly than ever before:

Even if she dies, she doesn't want to go through such a thing.

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