Before Lance could calm down and think carefully about his situation, a new case came over, and this time it was a tricky one, at least as could be seen from the fact that * ran directly to Hutchi's office after coming out of the office.

The coffee cup in Red's hand that was used as a breakfast drink didn't even come down.

"Big case. Morgan pursed his lips as he turned around, "We've even just come back, and Lance hasn't even been able to settle down for a cup of bau's coffee!"

"It's better to sit back and rest than to complain so much. Lance flipped through the newspaper, "How else can you get involved with me anywhere?"

Rhett finally put the cup down.

Al was a little later than usual, and the tiredness on his face was palpable.

That is, she came in for a while, Hu Qi summoned everyone in the conference room, this time it was different from the past, it was Hu Qi who personally introduced the case, BAU was originally called BSU, and set up branches in many places, this time the situation was that a branch was in trouble handling the case, and at the same time, because of the lack of manpower, so there was really no way to ask for help from the headquarters, and by the way, I also hoped that the headquarters could send someone to guide.

After considering the situation, Hu Qi decided to send a few people over to help.

"Gordon, Lance and Red, three months. ”

In country A, where the cities are well developed, the towns and countryside are much more 'primitive' in comparison.

When the three of them arrived, Jack Crawford, the head of the local BSU, was already waiting at the airport.

Lance was still a little dazed, in fact, when he first heard that Hu Qi was going to send people to support, he thought that if he was separated from Red for a while, it should allow him to calm down and think for a while, but he was disappointed.

They were not able to separate.

Just arrived at the destination, Jack took three people to the hotel to stay, saying that he would start work the next day.

By the time the three-person team arrived at BSU's place of work the next day, the materials on the case had been sorted out and placed on the table.

Jack gave a brief introduction to his team before starting the case.

"This is our latest case. "It was a crime committed by Garrett Jacob Hobbs, the father of a girl, but in the process of arrest, he was shot and his daughter Abigail survived." ”

Lance habitually took out the information in the box and handed it to Red, "so"

"But I don't think the case is over, we haven't even found the victim's body. Jack's eyes flashed, "We want to get more information out of Abigail's mouth, and while we're tracking, a copycat has appeared, and what we're going to do is catch the copycat as well." ”

"Where is this girl now?" Gordon looked at Red, who was quickly flipping through the information.

"She was in the nursing room, and the nurse said that she was still too excited to ask. ”

Rhett didn't raise his head, "Is there bleeding from the outside of the neck, throat cut?"

Lance raised an eyebrow, "Why does it sound so confusing?"

Red shrugged his shoulders, his head still not raised, pulled out a piece of paper and handed it over, "This." ”

Lance also looked at it quickly, and then felt that the worldview had been refreshed, this was a very detailed report, and the whole case was written in very concise language.

It was probably Abigail who was about to turn 18 and leave the house, so his father Hobbs, who loved her very much, abducted and slaughtered several girls because his only daughter was about to leave, and he didn't know what to do with the corpses, and when the police finally came to the door to arrest him, he simply killed his wife and cut his daughter's throat during the confrontation with the police......

Are you okay with Sanguan?

"So Abigail is actually still in his weak phase?" Lance rubbed his chin, "Why didn't you give us this information last night?"

Gordon took the piece of paper from Lance's hand and looked at it, and walked inside unceremoniously as he looked at it.

Jack wasn't annoyed, "I see that you guys need to rest last night, and besides, our side has been frozen in the investigation because of Abigail, do you have the energy to complete the task assignment after resting?"

Gordon asked questions from time to time, and Lance and Red began to look for a breakthrough in the information, and now what they had to do was to find the bodies of the murdered girls, because almost all of Hobbes's house and their hunting cabin had found no trace.

Oh, and there is an imitator.

"So we can only find a breakthrough from Abigail, and if Abigail doesn't get out of the weak period for a day, will we have to wait?" Lance leaned back in his chair, a pen in his hand spinning rapidly, "If only we could see her." ”

While he was talking, a young man with brown curly hair and white skin pushed the door and walked in, his face was not good, and his eye sockets were blue, which meant that he had been resting very badly recently.

"Oh, Will!" Jack straightened up and waved at the youth, "Come here." ”

The young man paused, and the trajectory that was supposed to go to the left changed, and he walked over.

Lance also subconsciously sat up straight, and he suddenly felt that the person in front of him seemed to be somewhat familiar, not about appearance, but temperament, a very unique temperament.

"This is my team's 'consultant', Will Graham, who has a lot of research on the psychology of serial murderers. Jack smiled, then he turned to Will and said, "These guys are from Quantico headquarters, this is Special Agent Jensen Gordon, this is Dr. Spencer Reid, and this is Agent Noah Lance. ”

Will obviously didn't care much about the three of them, and he nodded coldly.

"Who's your partner?" Lance asked suddenly.

Gordon didn't stop Lance, but continued to look at the profile.

Rhett laughed awkwardly when he saw Will so cold, and then lowered his head in annoyance.

"What?" Will frowned.

"No offense. Lance waved his hand, "I think you should have a partner." ”

Will seemed to think of something, and his face softened slightly, "Yes, I have a partner. ”

Jack nodded, "Will's partner was hired by me, a very famous psychiatrist. ”

Lance almost subconsciously wanted to touch his lower back, his movement was not large, but it was enough for Jack, the old detective, to understand, so his eyes were inquiring.

"No offense. Lance smiled bitterly twice, "It's just that I heard the psychiatrist subconsciously guard." ”

"That's really frustrating. Jack frowned, "Dr. Lecter is a good doctor. ”

"It's a shame. Lance shook his head himself.

The real meeting of Jack's call for a good doctor was at the dinner table in the evening, when Jack invited the three members of the BAU group and the members of his own group to dinner together.

Unlike usual, this time I ate in a high-end restaurant, so everyone was dressed more formally.

Then Lance almost immediately spotted a new face on the long table, and quickly realized that this was what Jack called Dr. Lecter, who was very professional.

Dr. Lecter, with his short dark blonde hair and obedient head and a calm smile on his handsome face, nodded to a few people before introducing himself, "I was invited by Jack to join the team, and I am also a psychiatrist. ”

Lance listened as he cut the steak.

"My name is Hannibal Lecter, and you can come to me if you need it. ”

My name is Hannibal Lecter, my name is Hannibal, I am Hannibal, Hannibal hiss!!!

"Thorn-" The sound of the metal knife rubbing against the plate was very harsh, Lance's eyes were hollow, but the force in his hand was slowly increasing, but he didn't notice it. Whether or not this man was the ogre Hannibal he knew, the name alone was enough to bring Lance to his knees.

"Noah?" Red nudged Lance's arm, and the steak on Lance's plate was pushed out of the plate by the force of the cutlery knife.

Lance looked down blankly at the slightly messy scene in front of him, and the next second he jumped up and reached out directly to touch his lower back, and when he felt the familiar touch, his heartbeat that seemed to have stopped just now gradually returned.

When he came back to his senses, the entire long table was looking at him.

Lance didn't pretend either, and immediately turned his head to express his discomfort, "I'm sorry, please give me some time, I'm more repulsive to the psychiatrist." ”

Hannibal smiled very good-naturedly, "It's okay, a lot of people don't like psychiatrists." ”

Lance didn't explain any more, and the steak in front of him was replaced with a new one in a few moments.

But at the thought of Hannibal, he felt that the steak seemed to be inedible, although he did not see the name on the piece of meat.

His mind was a little empty, and he couldn't help but think about how he would feel if one day, Hannibal invited him to a big meal, and he saw a uniform 'Hannibal' floating on top of a pile of food.

I feel so tired just thinking about it.

Lance had no choice but to order another salad to eat, but when he saw the salad dressing, he felt that he could not eat it.

Looking at the red wine glass next to it, the light of the chandelier overhead, the glass is reflected in the red of the inside, which is extremely clear, and I feel like I am looking at a superb gem.

What can he do?

He didn't even dare to be sure if this Hannibal was the same Hannibal he knew, and at the slightest chance he was as scared as a quail.

It's hard to sit still.

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