After returning to the hotel, Lance couldn't sleep, he couldn't sleep, he used the hotel computer, typed 'Silence of the Lambs', and the page that popped up by 'Red Dragon' didn't mention 'Hannibal', so he continued to search for 'Hannibal', and he saw the webpage of Hannibal Lecter's psychological clinic.

Didn't click in again to see.

Lance felt that he was even breathing with a little trepidation, the Hannibal he knew originated from a 2001 movie in the world of his previous life, and then in 13 years when he crossed over, it was said that he made a TV, and at that time he watched the trailer, but because he was chasing another drama at that time (probably?), he missed it, and when he thought about looking back and watching the revised TV series of the movie that made his heart beat back then, he died, and then crossed.

Country A......

There are a few more blanks on the screen, and life has become an illusory and intertwined place.

"Didi-"

The phone next to the computer rang twice, it was a text message.

Lance's head stiffened and he didn't want to think about it, and he didn't want to lift his hand, but the text messages on his phone over there kept ringing, and there was a posture of 'if you don't pick it up and look at it, I'll keep ringing'.

Reluctantly, he leaned forward and scooped the phone into his hand, pressed a button, and looked at it, in fact, there were only a few text messages, and they were all from the same familiar number, although it was still unknown.

[Oh, I should have known you were going to make me happy~] [Now is not the time to be decadent, our game hasn't even started yet~] [You care so much about this little Jim, it's sad~] "......" snake spirit disease!

He's already blocked several numbers, and there's no doubt that those numbers are also from this guy who claims to be Little Jim, and he's like he's being targeted by an idiot.

Do you want to change your mobile phone number......

What a suck!

Ignore it, though.

Silently pressed the shutdown button, and then went to bed.

The next day, I got the good news that Abigail was now able to speak to a psychiatrist.

Lance had completely lost his liking for the creature psychiatrist, so while they were excitedly discussing how to get Abigail to put down his mind and cooperate with the FBI work, Lance found a window position, squatted and pretended to be a tree, photosynthesizing.

"Da Da Da" A slight footstep sounded behind him, and Lance's body subconsciously tensed.

"You're here. ”

Lance turned around and saw Will, whose face was pale, the brown curly-haired young man should have been sleeping badly lately.

"I thought you'd go and discuss the case with them. Lance shifted to the side, "Do you want to crouch together?"

"No thanks. Will refused, "I'm just not used to being around too many people." ”

Lance smiled when he heard this, "I thought you had dinner with us last night. ”

Will was stunned for a moment, then touched his head.

"You know?" Lance looked up, "my colleagues would always tell me that he would be a good listener if I needed someone to talk to. ”

Will paused, but also squatted down like Lance, "I already have a good psychiatrist." ”

"You're happy with him?" Lance's brow furrowed imperceptibly, "I thought you hadn't been able to give him enough trust. ”

"Do you profile everyone you meet?" Will didn't answer Lance and asked another question, "If I'm not mistaken, you're supposed to be profiling me all the time?"

Lance doesn't deny it, "I haven't been at BAU for a long time, and I haven't studied behavior before, so I spend a lot of time practicing like this. He paused, "This is the first time I've been revealing my profile to the other person." ”

Will was silent at this time, and it was a long time before he sighed, "I don't know who to say to." ”

Lance stared at the young man's face, "Say what?"

"Say, say a lot of things. Will sighed again, "Have you ever killed someone?"

Lance raised an eyebrow, "Huh?"

"I mean when it's time to go on a mission. Will pulled back the corners of his mouth and tried to pull a smile, but it looked very stiff.

Lance understood, "You're still distressed by the shooting of Hobbs. ”

Will was silent again.

"Looking at what the report says about Abigail, it seems that you saved it. "You feel guilty that you killed a girl's father and saved the girl at the same time." ”

"You're like a psychiatrist now. Will smiled wryly.

"Then I'll have to give myself a shot. ”

"So what do you think I should do. ”

"Stay away from your psychiatrist. Lance silently frowned.

Will didn't listen to Lance's suggestion, maybe he just took it as a joke, he even went with Hannibal to see Abigail, of course, Gordon and Lance also went, and when he left, Red stuffed Lance with the candy in his bag.

"I said don't stuff these into my bag next time, let alone the milk candy!"

Lance: "...... I remembered, next time stuff milk candy. ”

Will and Hannibal were the first to enter the ward, and it was a while before Gordon and Lance went in with him.

Because of Hannibal's presence, Lance had been trying to shrink his sense of existence, so he didn't say a word when several people spoke, but leaned against the wall and looked up at the ceiling, as if a flower had bloomed there.

"Abigail, do you know who I am?" Will asked, a little apprehensive.

The little girl had a bandage around her neck, and her beautiful eyes were also looking at Will, and after a while, she turned red, she took a few breaths lightly as if trying to calm herself, and there was a hint of choking in her voice, "You know, you killed my father." ”

One sentence left Will speechless.

Gordon looked at Lance, the reason he brought Lance here was that no one in the BAU team could do better than Lance in terms of negotiation guidance alone, and wanting to get something useful from Abigail's mouth for Lance to interrogate was the best Gordon could think of in terms of the current staffing.

But Lance doesn't seem to be out of shape right now.

Hannibal's eyes narrowed slightly.

"So, who are these two?" Abigail couldn't shake her head sharply, but her eyes were aimed at Gordon and Lance, and she couldn't stand the condensed atmosphere in the air just now, it was very solemn and breathless.

"Special Agent Jensen Gordon, this is Agent Noah Lance. Gordon replied, "We just want to know about you." ”

"Is it my condition or what information do you want from me?" Abigail interrupted Gordon, "do you want me to say something to prove my father's sin?"

Lance continued to look at the ceiling.

"You love your father very much. Gordon said.

"Yes. Abigail took another breath, which gave her some courage, "Even if you say he's a murderer, I still love my father." ”

"Even if he killed your mother, and gave you a knife in your throat?" Lance turned his head, forcing himself to ignore Hannibal's gaze as hard as he could.

"......" The little girl fell silent for a moment.

"But he does love you. Lance raised his eyebrows, "What we know is that he used you to find the missing schoolgirls, and I remember there were seven girls." ”

Abigail's pupils shrank suddenly.

Will looked at Lance.

"If nothing else, Hobbes will still be blamed in part for the so-called imitators, after all. Lance sneered, "Also, if you don't mind, can you tell us a little bit about your relationship with Mr. Hobbes?"

Abigail bit her lower lip, "I'm a little tired. ”

"We found out that he will take you on a hunt. Lance didn't seem to hear the little girl, "I haven't been to the cabin, but the pictures are spectacular." ”

The walls of the cabin are almost covered with antlers.

It's really shocking to look at it all at once.

Abigail pursed her lips and raised her left eyebrow slightly, "That's my father's trophy." She paused, "My father loves me, and I love him." ”

"And who do you usually handle the booty?" Lance suddenly became interested, "You must know that in the families I know, fathers take their sons to hunt, and very few girls like to follow their fathers to do this kind of laborious work. ”

Abigail blinked, "My father used to handle it, because he was the one who caught the prey, but the first time I hunted a doe, my father let me handle it myself." ”

"I bet it's not as perfect as your father. ”

"Actually. Abigail had a little more smile on his face, very small, but really saving, "My father complimented me, but I was actually scared at the time. ”

"Oh, oh!" Lance nodded in understanding, and then he changed his tone, "So do you know if your father has been unusual lately, or I wonder why he killed your mother so decisively and held you hostage before the police arrived." ”

"I don't know. Abigail shook his head.

The time for the visit soon came, and Will was even more depressed because of Abigail's words, he felt that the little girl was blaming him, and he would not be willing to give him a chance to atone for his sins, Hannibal looked at his partner's languishing appearance, and he didn't know what to think of on his handsome face, but he still tried to enlighten Will.

Lance sat in the passenger seat, took a deep breath, and pressed his hand to his left chest.

"Hard?" said Gordon, reversing.

"Well, my hands shook as I asked. Lance let out a long sigh of relief, "The air is oppressive, and even the smell of leather in this car is better than it did then." ”

"However, the harvest is not small. ”

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