second meeting B

Regardless of whether it is day or night, as long as you walk into the corridor of the heavy surveillance area, the light is like being sucked into the air, and becomes dizzy.

The sturdy carer didn't know where to go. In short, without any obstruction along the way, Ziliang and Will easily entered here ... the smoothness was a little disturbing.

After a short aisle, the two came to the inner cell where Hannibal was being held.

...

The light above his head was still on. In the cell, Hannibal sat on the chair as quietly as he did last time, holding a roll of recipe in his hand, and the light shone from his side to the face The abrupt division of the eyebrows makes the eyes dark like an abyss.

Hannibal slowly lowered the book. He looked up and looked out of the cell.

Will ...

His former patients, friends, colleagues, and others personally sent him to prison and sentenced him to capital punishment. Zi Liang didn't know what had happened between these two people, but at this moment, he could clearly feel that the surrounding atmosphere began to tremble violently.

"You are finally here ..." Hannibal lowered the recipe and folded his hands habitually.

"You don't seem to be surprised," Will said quietly.

"Oh." Hannibal chuckled a little: "Of course I'm not surprised, I know you will not be able to bear it after all, you are a perverted ecstasy when you are greedy for killing ... you have long been dissatisfied to write a profile Those third-rate killers, right, you always wanted to profile me, but your only reason is still pulling you, and now, you must have found a reason to profile me, so you ca n't wait immediately of..."

Before he finished speaking, just listening to the sound of "Dong", Hannibal was stunned on the spot.

Because just in the second just now, Ziliang yawned deeply, then pressed Will's head and bumped into the bulletproof glass!

"Ahhh— (bare mouth), I'm sorry to disturb the old story between your two old friends, but from now on, I will take over the job of talking to you."

Zi Liang said lightly, and moved from the corner of the cell to the chair last time, sitting in front of Hannibal, and Will slowly slid down the bulletproof glass to the ground, Fainted.

Hannibal was silent for a while ...

"Hahaha--" Suddenly, he laughed, and then shook his head like mockingly: "Sure enough, I still underestimate you, so say, have you seen through?"

"It can't be seen through, because at first I don't believe that there will be aliens like you in this plane." Zi Liang said lightly.

"Oh, the existence of aliens? Is it because I eat people?"

Zi Liang shook his head: "Of course not, you are more than just trying to eat people ... the evolution of everything inevitably presents a staircase, and the creatures standing at the top of the food chain naturally have the right to eat the lower creatures. , You think so, you always think that you are standing on a higher level than humans, so you eat humans, just like people eat cattle and sheep, cattle and sheep eat wild grass, so you will not produce it A little sense of guilt, even considered a natural aesthetic ... In fact, if you can find something higher than human beings, then you may not even eat it. "

"Haha, it's really interesting remarks. I've seen many self-righteous psychologists, but no one dared to say something like your anti-human, how did you speculate that I would have such a ridiculous psychology?"

"In fact, it doesn't need to be difficult to guess. I found this when I first met you ... because I found you wanted to eat me!"

"Oh, so ..."

"Don't interrupt." Zi Liang suddenly interrupted Hannibal's question: "I know what you want to ask. If you are qualified, I will explain it to you. Where did I just say? Oh, yes, you are a Alien ... "

Zi Liang said, took out the black note from his pocket and opened it at will.

"Your alienation is not just showing up in your egg-wrenching diet concept. I am more surprised by your understanding of" spirit ".

Why am I? Can't I be someone else?

There may be many people who have thought about this unrealistic problem ... But you seem to be the one who really figured this problem out.

You are not just you, you can be many people, yeah, many people, these people make my compass stuck. "

Zi Liang said, because of this sentence, the note in his hand seemed to finally find a certain direction. It began to go crazy and windless automatically. It looked like it was like countless hands writing hundreds of names at the same time. It was full of sheets and sheets, and the sound of the paper was echoing in the prison.

"I don't know what method you use to achieve this phenomenon, eyes? Psychological hint? Or hypnosis? Anyway, in short, you seem to be able to divide your certain ideas into countless small residues and then plant them into other people's Psychology, if you think about it, everyone who has undergone your psychotherapy or has been in contact with you may become a carrier of your thoughts, which reminds me of a creature ...

Yes, bees. The entire honeycomb shares the same 'hive idea'. Although they have different bodies, they are a whole. Although your hypnosis is more complicated than the 'hive', I can't find a more appropriate one. Something to describe him. And what shocked me the most ... is that you not only can divide your thoughts, you even want to gather them again. "

With that, Zi Liang pointed to Will who was paralyzed.

"This is really a crazy idea, so at first, I didn't understand the meaning of the word" tea cup ", well, it was my negligence, but after going through these cases, I suddenly Thinking, if I were you, what do I want most now? Oh, nonsense, a man on the verge of death, and being executed by a human being who has been eating, how can you accept it so happily?

Of course you won't.

At this time, Will becomes the most important part of your plan, because he is what you use to collect your own tea cups.

He is a serious 'personal cognitive impairment' patient, so serious that he is like a hollow container that can absorb a variety of personalities, I think, since you first met him a few years ago, you have already Started this experiment.

You use his profiling ability to collect the spirit you have divided, and those criminals at that time must have been inextricably connected with you ... In short, you let him as a container to take you 'S personality gathers again, and when he faces you again and writes about you ...

Haha ... Yeah, whoever says "I" must be "I", and of course "I" can be someone else. "

With that, Zi Liang turned the note over and faced Hannibal.

The pieces of writing began to turn into ink, and they madly gathered on the first name.

Let the name be traced one circle after another until it was very dark, until they all spread out the gutter of the septum and spread to the paper on the other side.

[Class B Sin Fragment: Gluttonous Mincers]

[Hannibal. Lecter]