[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

Chapter 83

Claire stared at the brightly lit lights indifferently, calming down about the various things she might experience next.Perhaps because of too many similar experiences, Claire couldn't even keep herself vigilant in the face of possible crises.

All of this is probably because she has lost her fear of death.

"Do you like it here?" Greython asked and turned his head. This blond-haired, blue-eyed boy looked even better in such a quiet night.Those shining pure blue eyes are like a warm and peaceful spring, which will attract ignorant people to indulge in this beautiful illusion.

Claire nodded slightly, she sympathized with him and also understood him.

Claire is not even sure, if it wasn't for the emergence of the system that made her experience one world after another, making her have no time to indulge in those dark pasts, and six years after the incident, she chose to kill those who had made radical remarks on the Internet or in reality Will the people of the world become themselves.

She wasn't sure if she'd really have a chance to make herself stronger if she just let it develop naturally over time.

Claire patted Greython's shoulder lightly, then sat down along the edge of the floor.There is no fulcrum for the feet dangling in the air, just lean forward, and she will fly into the sky like a bird, and then fall to the ground.

And Claire, who was so defenseless, really calmed the tense Greython.Just as Claire accepted his fate, he seemed to have the courage to accept his own.

The boy sat beside Claire, he looked into the distance, after a long silence, he gradually relaxed, and he even sang a song with interest.

The boy's voice was hoarse, and he sang softly: "Tellme would you kill to save a life" (Tell me, would you save someone desperately?)

He sings: "Tellme would you kill to prove you're right" (Tell me, would you kill to prove you're right?)

"Crash, crash, burn, letitallburn" (Crash, burn, and let it all go)

"Thissorrycan'tchangethings"

Claire closed her eyes during the singing.She didn't want to admit that she recalled Hill again.

The singing sounded like a question.

Doyoureallywant (Do you really love me)

Doyoureallywantme (Do you really want me)

Doyoureallywantmedead (Do you really want to see me fall)

oralivetotortureformyself (or let me self-destruct)

Claire recalls the night before the farewell.That same thing that happens to unbuilt buildings.Hill, no, it should be said that the clown also hijacked her into such a building, forcing her to witness him destroying a city.

But the mood is completely different.The clown...wasn't Greythune. For Claire at the time, he was her lover, the one who resisted those dark pasts and tried to reshape herself.

Also, because the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Krall even sealed up all the memories of that city after leaving Gotham, because every memory seems to be able to destroy himself once.

She clearly remembered the madness about clowns.But at this moment, here.When Claire closed her eyes, the night wind brushed her hair quietly, and when those questioning lyrics entered her ears over and over again, Claire recalled that night when the bombs tied to the two ships did not go off. Yes, the look of the clown.

At least for a moment, that look belonged to Hill.

Batman asked him: "Do you think everyone is like you?"

"Equally ugly, vile, weird and crazy?"

"No, only you, you are alone, no one else will be like you."

The Gotham knight who came from the darkness and will also return to the darkness, with affirmative tone and pungent words, stepped on the clown who brought chaos and death to Gotham again and again, and told him: "Only you, Only you are such a monster."

Claire laughed.What kind of expression did the clown look like back then.

With such an expression, how can he be a murderer who has completely lost his [humanity]?And at that time, I clearly witnessed such an expression... How did I manage to leave so decisively?

Claire sighed softly.To this day, she has only belatedly realized that the few parts of being a clown that belong to [people] are actually all about Hill.And there is no doubt that she is the lost [humanity] of the Joker.

He had no shackles, and it was a pity that Claire never tried to restrain him.

Doyoureallywant (Do you really want to)

Doyoureallywantme (Do you really want to do this)

Doyoureallywantmedead (Do you really want to see me fall)

oralivetolivealie (or make my life a lie)

Hill, who was silent in the dark, watched Claire silently. He didn't know what she was thinking, but he was sure that those must have nothing to do with himself who had already withdrawn from Claire's life.

He looked cold and never disappointed.And the phone in his hand was silently put down, and after 3 minutes, the police car blew its horn in this unobtrusive tall building, and the local police officers and FBI special police gathered downstairs as Hill wished. Greythune, who was in a calm mood, again betrayed panic and anxiety.

Hill smiled in the dark: yes, that's it.

His heart was frantically urging: Go crazy, roar, go hysterical.

The uglier and more unbearable the better!Embarrassed like a drowning dog, unreasonable like a madman!Then?Then he'd rush out and chop off the head of that pretty blond boy, pull out his damn tongue, and shave his innocent, charming face before he could hurt Claire!Goug out those blue eyes that are as clear as glass, and crush them into the dust on the ground like glass marbles!In this way, this little bug would have no chance to seduce Claire again!

And he?He will rescue the princess bravely and fearlessly like an ancient warrior, and offer his soul and that hot and hot heart!He will get the favor of the princess, and then get her forever.

Greython immediately took Claire away from the edge of the floor when the police car honked, and he pulled her into the shadows, dodging the possibility of a sniper gun.

Then they heard footsteps coming from behind them, and as they turned their heads, a familiar face they hadn't seen for a long time appeared in front of them.

"...Dr. Lecter?" Greython couldn't hide his disbelief in his tone.Of course he didn't understand how the doctor, who escaped from prison smoothly and should stay far away from the land of right and wrong, and escaped justice under a false identity after the rumors passed, would make such an obvious and stupid mistake and let himself appear in Greythune In the scene where he was about to be arrested? !

And Hannibal Lecter, who was so questioned by him, didn't even allocate more energy to him.He lowered his brows and eyes, his expression was gentle, but his tone was unquestionable: "Grey, let Claire go."

"what?"

"I said, I want Claire to come back to me."

But before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by another voice.The man in the shadow jumped out of the darkness briskly, the huge hood he wore on his head that belonged to a sweater covered his face.

The man complained like a sigh: "I was preempted, tsk tsk, this is my line, doctor~"

The mysterious man, Mr. Clown, who is also wanted, laughed after he finished speaking. He even spread his hands and chanted, "Claire, it's mine."

But only Greython could clearly feel that with the appearance of the man, the hand that belonged to Claire that he was holding tightly trembled slightly, which made the young man involuntarily glance at the face of the woman beside him, who lowered his head slightly. The sweat on her palms and the trembling emotions might really be deceived by the indifferent expression on Claire's face.

At the same time, the man took off his hat, revealing his face in the shadows—

This can be...

Apart from weirdness, Greython couldn't think of a suitable word to describe it.If it is ugly, in fact, even with old injuries on both cheeks, it is not difficult to see that the other party has profound features and a handsome face.But handsome...?Far from it.

The man's deep-set eye sockets were inlaid with emerald green eyes, but because of the thicker shadows cast by the slender eyelashes, the gloomy eyes were even deeper.And the scars drawn along the corners of the lips to the upper cheeks were roughly stitched together by needles and threads, making him look like he was smiling.

This man... looks extremely dangerous!This danger is quite different from that of Dr. Hannibal Lecter.One is a highly educated psychiatrist who restrains madness to the bone, and the other is a lunatic who has no reason at all.

Greython took two steps back.He wasn't sure why Claire attracted the attention of these two.But there is no doubt that this will not be good news for him or Claire.

At the same time, a warning from the police using a loudspeaker came from downstairs.

They heard a young voice at the same time, the voice was clear and fast, and at the same time, the words were clear, but there was also tension that could not be concealed.

He was saying: "Grey Hunn, if you look down and you will see the police have surrounded you, I know you must be feeling desperate right now...but I want to tell you, it's not as bad as you think. "

"I know that Claire Vido was hurt by you, and I also know that in your world, she is the only person who can understand you."

"You don't really want to hurt her, do you?"

"Yes, I believe that in this world, the last person you want to hurt is her."

"So I want to tell you...we can exchange hostages. If you are willing to release Claire Vidor, you will have an agent from the BAU as a hostage, which will give you more security than a woman ,Yeah?"

The people upstairs froze.

And downstairs?Reid turned off the loudspeaker in his hand, Hu Qi nodded to him, and after JJ silently checked the earphones on his body, he emphasized the seriousness of the matter to his friend again.

"Calm his emotions, don't provoke him, we are not sure if there are other hostages around him, so we have to use this method to confirm... But there is one thing, to ensure your own safety."

"When necessary, lead him to a position near the east corner, and the sniper is facing that position."

The author has something to say: there are still two chapters left to finish the text, and I am a little excited just thinking about it..

And, do you really not even try to leave a message to encourage me in such a fixed-point and regular daily update...Maomao yesterday's chapter was [-] words!There are only three messages, ah, wipe, wipe, wipe (她盘哉)...

Therefore, this fairy has to seriously warn you: you are so cold and hairy (turning the table (╯‵ ′)╯︵┴─┴)!