[Comprehensive British and American] After swapping bodies with the villain

Smelling the weird smell, an idea involuntarily popped up in Xi'ouluo's mind—this is the smell of encephalitis.

Siouluo: "..."

what?Can encephalitis be smelled?

He quickly put this strange thought behind him.

There were no pedestrians or vehicles on the empty road, and a layer of water had already accumulated on the road surface. Xi Ouluo drove carefully while observing Will's situation distractedly.

The poor detective looked in extreme pain, holding his body with his arms, his legs curled up in a ball in the back seat, and the cold sweat on his body had already wet the shirt that Sioro had just put on him.

Siouluo pulled over the car and checked Will's condition.

It was indeed a mild epileptic seizure.

There is no life-threatening condition at this time.

Siouluo returned to the driver's seat and continued to drive forward.

Although the incident happened suddenly, Xi Ouluo remained calm.

Now, nothing in this world can surprise him.

After four and 10 minutes of trekking through wind and rain, Ciolo finally brought Will to the Noble Hill Medical Center in Baltimore.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon at this time, but the sky outside was almost completely dark, and the sound of rain was beating everyone's eardrums, making people feel a little irritable.

Xi Ouluo opened the car door, picked up Will who was sitting in the back seat, and sent him to the gate of the hospital.

When the nurse in the hall saw it, she responded quickly and helped put Will on the stretcher.

A doctor from the emergency department also followed, and while quickly checking Will's vital signs, he asked Siouluo about his specific situation.

This long-lost atmosphere made Xiouluo feel a little dazed for a while, and after hearing the doctor call Hannibal's name again, he suppressed his emotions and quickly replied: "He is Agent Will Graham of the FBI, Amnesia, hallucinations, mild seizures on the way."

The doctor seemed to know Hannibal himself, and after hearing Sioro's words, he didn't say much, just nodded hurriedly, and pushed Will into the emergency room.

Siouluo's tense spirit suddenly relaxed, he found a chair outside casually, and sat down.

I don't know if it's because of Hannibal's exquisite clothes and appearance, or because he is a local celebrity, and people who come and go always look at him.

"Doctor Lecter," a little nurse who looked somewhat familiar to Xi Ouluo approached, with a worried voice, "Does the wound on your leg need to be treated?"

Only then did Sioro suddenly lower his head and look at the place where Hannibal had bitten him.

It was really horrible.

A large smear of blood lay on the inside of the thigh, and was poured by the rain outside, spreading to the back of the buttocks, which looked very embarrassing.

Siolo remembered seeing the same thing with the careless Lady Catherine as a child.

Siouluo: "..."

No wonder everyone is looking at me.

But it doesn't matter, it's Hannibal's people who lost.

Who told you to bite me.

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, but he still stood up and smiled very politely at the little nurse, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The little nurse with a face as plump as an apple took Sioro to a separate room.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Xi Ouluo offered to cut a part of his trousers with scissors to expose the wound, and just deal with it simply.

The bitten place was already swollen, and the wound was not so much bitten by a person, but more like a bite from an unknown beast.

If it weren't for the high-quality fabric, Hannibal would definitely tear a piece of him off.

Disinfection and suturing, the little nurse is very skilled, gentle but fast.

After everything was over, Sioro stood up and thanked her.

Unexpectedly, the girl who had been acting very professional all this time suddenly blushed when faced with the smiling gaze of "Hannibal", even though the "Hannibal" still had a big hole in his trousers.

Siouluo: "..."

The damn charm.

There is no need for Xi Ouluo to worry about the latter matter. Noble Hill Medical Center is a large professional hospital. Will's situation is not particularly serious. After emergency treatment, he has been transferred to the neurology department for hospitalization procedures. settled in the ward.

Sioro took a look at Will, he was given a sedative, and fell into a peaceful sleep at this moment, as if temporarily getting rid of the entanglement of hallucinations,

He was going back to deal with Hannibal.

Before leaving, the little nurse who had seen the wound suggested that he get a rabies vaccine, but Xi Ouluo declined.

When Xi Ouluo drove back to the treatment room where Hannibal used to receive patients, it was already 06:30 in the afternoon, and the rain had not stopped, but it was getting heavier.

Looking at the miserable Hannibal, Sioro didn't know how to deal with him for a while.

He has always done things from the beginning to the end. Now that he has returned and exchanged bodies with Hannibal, he has basically confirmed what Loki said, and there is no reason to leave things alone.

Now, he needs a safe place to digest Hannibal's memory, and then take the next step according to the specific situation - such as surrendering himself to the police station.But he also needed a safe place to temporarily detain Hannibal, not to let him escape, but also to ensure the safety of his own body.

"Stephen?" Sioro called Strange again in desperation according to the contact information given by Strange.

But still no answer.

Hannibal's matter hadn't been resolved yet, but he was starting to worry about Strange's situation. Did he encounter any danger?

Sioro took out the rope he bought from the store on the way back, and according to the training in Crossbones' memory, he unfastened the handcuffs and tied Hannibal up. These delicate knots ensured that he could not break free and would not cause blood clogging , Numbness of the limbs, etc.

"Let's make do," Xiouluo picked up Hannibal who was on the ground, put him on the treatment bed, and stuffed the straw into Hannibal's mouth, "Drink some water first, and I bought a few packets of whole wheat bread, you Want to eat?"

Hannibal seemed to hate this indignified way of eating, and almost bit off his finger when Sioro approached him with a water bottle.

But in the end, he still had to compromise and drank the water obediently.

The young man's body is very flexible, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable being tied up like this, but his clothes were messy, his hair hung in front of his forehead in a mess, there were a few scratched red marks on his skin, and his pair of light green eyes sparkled , looks extremely aggrieved, matching Hannibal's own unique elegance.

Xi Ouluo looked more and more like a pervert.

"Do you need to go to the toilet?" Xi Ouluo suddenly remembered this serious question, "I can help you."

Hannibal was extremely angry in his heart, but on the surface he maintained his dignity, shook his head slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't need it."

Siolo sighed, pulled a good chair, and faced Hannibal, closed his eyes, and began to read Hannibal's memory.

Hannibal Lecter, whose ancestors were Lithuanian nobles, owned vast land and manors in his hometown, and received an excellent noble education since he was a child.

Like Sioro, he has a lovely younger sister, Misha.

Little Hannibal looked no different from other children in his childhood, let alone having the potential to be a serial killer.

Until several gangsters broke into his home, killed his parents, threw his sister into a pot for cooking, and forced him to eat his own sister.

When reading that memory, Sioro couldn't help trembling with little Hannibal until he couldn't speak.

Then Hannibal was adopted by his uncle and aunt, and after his uncle died, he left where he grew up to go to medical school.

The first time Hannibal killed someone, it was because the man insulted the aunt who raised him, Lady Purple.The first time he killed someone, Hannibal felt an incomparable sense of beauty in the blood.

Then it was the second time, and the third time... No one could catch him. He used his intelligence and acuity to play with the police in the applause.

Gradually, Hannibal got used to eating and cooking human flesh, and regarded this behavior as a way of life.

... Hannibal found the murderer who killed his parents and sister, locked him in his abandoned manor, and imprisoned him forever.

In the past 20 years, he has achieved more and more achievements in society, and has his own business in the United States. On the surface, he looks like a standard appearance of a successful person.

He drives a Bentley, hangs Da Vinci's authentic work on the wall of the restaurant, wears the same custom-made suits every day, goes in and out of the upper class in the city, holds dinner parties, and is even hired by the FBI as a consultant.

But at the same time, he was alone.

This kind of loneliness is high above, he looks down on human beings, hunts them down, treats them as his own food, but at the same time he has to blend in and disguise himself.

But one day, he was entrusted by Jack Crawford, the director of a BAU team of the FBI, to become Will Graham's psychiatrist.

Hannibal had always hated rude human beings, Sioro couldn't remember how many times Hannibal had been killed because of a small faux pas in front of him.

He even has a "cookbook" with business cards inside, representing his prey, his lambs.

But Will was never a polite person, and sometimes he even seemed a little rude and reckless.But Hannibal has always tolerated Will's ever-changing frock jacket, tolerated his nervousness and rash intrusions, tolerated Will's sharp offenses and patiently guided him.

Because Hannibal smelled something of the same kind in Will.Will is very talented in crime. As long as he is at the crime scene, he can use his amazing talent to restore the murderer's crime process by bringing in the murderer.

This was a burden for Will, and he had an unspeakable secret in his heart - while restoring the murderer's process of committing the crime, he also felt the pleasure from the depths of his soul.

Staring into the abyss for so long had his soul mired in the quagmire, making it difficult for him to move forward.

But it was also a gift to Hannibal.

It was a light for him to get rid of his loneliness.

Only Will can understand what Hannibal feels when he kills, they feel beauty in things that horrify others to the extreme.

Compared with Will's police colleagues who never suspected Hannibal, Will was the closest person to the Chesapeake Ripper, that is, Hannibal.

This makes Will out of "the lamb" in Hannibal's eyes.

Keweier is still covered with a thick cocoon, which is his conscience, persistence and sociality.

Hannibal is patiently peeling off the cocoons bit by bit.

He lures Will to shoot the serial killer Hobbs for the justification of protecting the hostages, and he and Will adopt the girl Abigail Hobbs who lost her father.

"We're her fathers now," he told Will.

He's trying to give Will a home.

The author has something to say: Hannibal is a very complicated character, and I can't guarantee that my interpretation is correct.

But Hannibal and Will are indeed in love, and it was officially stamped!