Will opened his mouth.

Lance: "Let's change places." ”

It's a bit tiring to squat in one place all the time.

Will didn't disagree, and then he swapped seats with Lance and continued to crouch.

"I could always see Hobbs in front of me, he had a bullet that I had on him, and the only thing I felt was panic. Will grimaced, "I know my situation, and I know that I need to find a psychiatrist to help me, but I don't trust them. ”

"How many did Jack find you?"

Will didn't raise his eyelids, and suddenly his body moved and simply sat on the ground, "Several." ”

"Now by your side is Han...... Mr. Lecter. Lance turned a corner as he moved, "It seems that you really don't trust people at all. ”

Will suddenly smiled, "Aren't I talking to you right now?"

"That's right, come back and ask me for candy. Lance laughed too.

The corners of Will's mouth tugged again, and he continued, "Although I knew I did what I was supposed to do, I still couldn't help it, and now there is an imitator out there." ”

"Scared. Lance's eyes flashed, "Do you think you're super useless? ”

"Yes. ”

Lance touched his chin and pondered for a while, but Will didn't feel that there was anything else to say, and simply fell silent.

Then Lance took out his phone and looked at the time, "It's been more than twenty minutes, and I've exceeded the time just said." ”

Will was puzzled.

"Young man, this shows that your question is very strict. Lance narrowed his eyes, "Judging from the fact that you haven't beaten me up for so long, in fact, there is no problem with what I did, it is your own problem." ”

Will: "......"

"All right, Mr. Will Graham. Lance's tone was stern, and he stood up abruptly and looked at Will condescendingly, "Sue me, do you want to die?"

Will was shocked, and there was a moment of confusion on his face.

Lance saw his expression in his eyes, and his brow furrowed slightly.

"I don't want to. It was a moment before Will spoke, and then again as if confirmed, "I don't want to die. ”

"I heard you're a lecturer at the university?" added Lance, "some case explanations." ”

"Yes. Although he didn't know why Lance asked this question, Will replied anyway, he didn't look at Lance, he sensed an oppression that made him uncomfortable.

"Have you ever prepared a case of mental stress and then death?" Lance smashed his mouth, "or if you have too much mental stress to commit suicide, you can kill someone, prepare carefully for class, and usually raise some small pets or something." ”

Will: "I have seven or eight dogs at home. ”

"Then try planting flowers. Lance thought for a moment, "Don't you have insomnia? You can play games when you can't sleep, and although it's addictive, I don't think you should miss work." ”

"I usually fly fish. ”

"Do you have a computer at home?"

"There is one, but I don't use it often, only when I am preparing for class......"

"Tsk, I've finished watching the goblins this afternoon...... No, after reading Abigail, I'll go with Red and you to buy one. Lance stretched out his hand to Will, "Don't look at the little doctor, although the operation is terrible, he is usually soft, but he has always been very brave in slashing monsters." ”

Will didn't understand very much, didn't say yes, didn't say no, just reached out and shook Lance's hand back, and then he stood up with strength.

"Tsk. Lance smiled suddenly, no matter how you look at it, it is ill-intentioned.

Will glanced at him.

"Did you find out. Lance reached out and patted Will lightly on the shoulder, and when he saw Will waiting for the next step, he continued, "How long have we been together, and you are already defenseless against me?"

"......" Will was stunned.

"You take everything I say seriously. Lance continued, "I told you about the tragic events of my childhood, and you told me what you thought, and even when I suggested something out of tune to you, you believed it and were willing to try, just because I'm also an FBI, and I told you that we were alike and that we still had a long time to work together." ”

"If. Lance looked straight into Will's eyes, and there was uneasiness in them, "If Abigail said so frankly and sincerely with tears in her eyes that she loved her father, she would be very sad about the mistakes her father had made, and even say to you so sadly that you killed him, you would definitely be led by her nose, even if we were always by your side." ”

Will pursed his lips.

"You're a hero, Will. Lance sighed, "You can save a lot of people, you know?"

"If you really want to fulfill your desire to capture the murderer, guilt shouldn't stay forever. ”

"Maybe it can save zài, but its purpose is not to torture yourself like a living dead, but to keep you motivated. ”

"Unless you want to die. ”

"You really are a hero. ”

"Finally, stay away from your psychiatrist, of course, this sentence is a secret between us. ”

"Also, I didn't lie to you. ”

Lance returned to the office with a big smile on his face, and although his body stiffened when he saw Hannibal drinking coffee elegantly, he was able to control his movements as he turned around and left, and walked to Gordon and pulled a chair and sat down.

Gordon raised his head and narrowed his eyes, "Okay?"

"Yes. ”

"How does it feel?"

Lance thought for a moment, "It's cool!"

Gordon: "......" he was silent for a moment, "sit next to me and don't get too close to me." ”

Lance was also silent for a moment, "I thought you could protect me. ”

The corners of Gordon's mouth pulled out a malicious arc, "I don't think a man who is said to be able to overthrow a team by himself needs me to protect anything. ”

Lance's face did not change, "Soul!"

“......”

It was almost noon when the new forensic report came out.

This arm is not the same as the one they received last time Lance, although one is left and the other is right.

The rest of the information is pretty much the same as the last one.

"Can this be identified?" Gordon asked.

"Not among the missing persons, there is no information yet. Prius rubbed his eyebrows, "The same was true of the last one. ”

"Are there any traces of past criminal records, or bad records?" Lance continued.

"I've checked it too, but no. Priss shook his head, "It seems that the suspect only killed good people this time?"

"A lot of the suspects are killing good people. "But that would rule out the hypothesis of a folk hero." ”

"Yes, but we still have too little information to know for sure how the suspect identified his prey. Lance also knew that things were difficult, he thought about his arm last night, and stood up suddenly, "Isn't there anything similar between the two arms, such as the length and width of the hand bones, or what kind of proportional lines." ”

"Although they come from the bodies of two people, one left and one right, no one's left and right hands and arms are completely symmetrical, not to mention the overlapping lines, but the proportions can be tried. "We had previously suspected that the victim had fainted or had been anesthetized by some kind of drug, but the blood test on his arm did not show that, so the possibility of being anesthetized by medication is relatively small." ”

When it was time for lunch, Gordon had to discuss something with Jack, BSU and the others had their own activities, Will left with his big hole in his hands after digging his heart with Lance, and Hannibal took his leave after waiting for Will.

So Lance was a Rhett lunch with, and now his spirits were much better.

Lance was embarrassed, Rhett was nervous, the two sat in the dining room and looked at each other for a long time, and the waiter on one side did not bother, quietly watching the two of them look at each other.

After a long time, Lance patted his head, "I've been sad lately, I'm a vegetarian." ”

Red nodded in understanding, ordering dry bread and fruit salad, while he ordered pasta himself, which he rolled up with a fork and ate slowly.

Lance stared at the fruit salad, and the fork chased a small tomato for a long time, and finally forced it to a dead end, and the fork went down before it steadied, and he chewed a little hard in his mouth.

Red ate the noodles quietly, looking up from time to time to sneak a look at Lance, but Lance had been chasing the various fruits in the bowl and didn't look up, and Red faintly felt a little lost.

"Do you still have milk candy in your bag?" asked Lance, looking down and gritting his teeth.

"It's gone. Red sat up straight, like a schoolboy whose name had been called by his teacher, "I ate some, and Dr. Lecter was also interested in milk candy and asked me where I got it." ”

Lance licked his lips.

"Also, Mr. Lecter invited us to his house for dinner. Red said, continuing to bow his head.

Lance shook his fork and fell back into the bowl, and then his voice trembled, "When!"

Red thought for a moment, "This Sunday. ”

"Did you say yes?" Lance felt himself asking a very speechless question, although Red said that he was not good at socializing with others, but he must be happy if someone made a gesture of favor to him, and he rarely refused a request or invitation from others.

In his opinion, being invited is something he is very proud of.

Thinking of this, Lance was ready to take Red to the square on Saturday to pray for a cold and fever.

He was afraid that he would really be tempted to flip the table and pull out a gun to kill.

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