"Where I am, what am I doing. Chilton's panicked voice sounded first, and according to the empty echo, it was obviously a large empty room, "I'm a psychiatric director, and I also work for the FBI, they can pay a ransom, maybe 500,000, or even 1 million." ”

"Do you know who I am?" said Doctor Chilton's cold voice, but it was full of violence.

"No, no, no, I don't know, I don't want to know, trust me, I won't correct you. The panicked voice was clearly Dr. Chilton.

"According to you, I am an evil, perverted, sexually failed beast, a man who is about to play with fire and set himself on fire. Do you know now?" the cold male voice seemed to reply patiently to Chilton.

"Yes, yes. ”

"Do you know what I'm trying to do? Mr. Chilton. The deep male voice seems to have deliberately avoided words with hissing pronunciations.

"No, no, I don't know, but I want to know, I have this opportunity to let my readers really understand what kind of person you are, it's an honor, a supreme honor. Chilton seemed to emerge from his recent coma and tried to calm the cold voice by his skillful psychology.

"But I'm not human. Chilton's words were interrupted by a cold voice, and the sound of distinct footsteps rang out.

"In the beginning, maybe I was, but every time I killed someone I changed, I became something else, and I became more detached from humanity. You will see this change with your own eyes. The cold voice seemed to be in high spirits, and he spoke faster and faster, as the sound of the wheelchair being dragged sounded, and Chilton, who was obviously secured to the wheelchair, was dragged somewhere.

"Look at me. Open your eyes and look at me!" the cold male voice became louder.

"No......," Chilton shouted with what seemed to be crying.

"Open your eyes! or I'll nail your eyelids to your forehead." Apparently the voice was using this to remind Chilton that this was not a scene for him to bargain over.

"Oh God, my God" In Chilton's wail and that voice was full of tyrannical howls, he saw a blood-pumping muscular body that silenced a man and made a woman cry naked in front of him, with a tattoo of a dragon on his back, from the shoulder down to the leg.

The dragon slowly raised its head and looked at Chilton from the side, smiling and revealing its bloodied fangs.

"My God. "Dr. Chilton seems to have lost the ability to speak.

"Do you know what I am?"

"I want to know, more than anything else, but I don't dare ask. Chilton's voice seemed to be out of breath.

The first is the painting "The Great Red Dragon and the Sun-Covered Woman" by William Blake, which is treasured in the museum, and the back of the hideous red dragon is like the back of the tooth fairy.

"Oh~oh~" Chilton seemed to be unable to speak anymore.

"See, that's Mrs. Leeds' normal appearance. "There was a click, and it was clear that the machine was operating the slide machine and changing a page.

"This is what Mrs. Jacobi is alive for. "On the curtain was a panicked Mrs. Yagby, who had just woken up.

"Mrs. Leeds is changing. Mrs. Leeds was shot and fell in a pool of blood.

"Mrs. Jacobi is changing. "Mrs. Yagby was shot and fell in a pool of blood.

"Oh, ......no," Dr. Chilton wailed in despair.

"Mrs. Leeds has been reborn!" said the Toothfairy in a proud tone, and above the curtain Mrs. Leeds was stuck in her eyes with broken glass lenses, glittering in the swagger of the lights.

"Mrs. Jacobi has been reborn!"

"Oh...... God!" Chilton wailed feebly.

"And you, defiled the great red dragon! shamelessly insult this noble act with those words, tell me, Dr. Chilton, do you believe that God is with us, and do you pray to him in your mind?"

Afterward, it was apparently Chilton reading a confessional letter prepared by the Tooth Fairy. After reading it, he found that he could no longer see the trace of the tooth fairy.

"Hello, Moses Moses?" Dr. Chilton thought that since the Red Dragon wanted him to do some publicity, it was clear that he would not kill him.

"Hah!" a violent roar exploded in his ears.

"No, oh, oh, oh, God!" a bone-chilling wail followed by a dead silence with only the red dragon's heavy breathing.

Click.

The cassette playback was paused, the room was stark, and Will was sweating profusely, as if he had returned to the time he had faced Abigail ten years earlier.

In fact, Frederick is really not likeable, and Presumably Will could have felt it when he was in custody at the Baltimore Mental Hospital. It has to be said that Will has found an excellent solution to him. ”

On the other side of the table were photos of the tragedy, and they found a second person who had been lit into a torch, Dr. Chilton, at the entrance of the Baltimore Psychiatric Hospital.

The only fortunate thing was that the man who had bitten off his lip and set it on fire with gasoline seemed to have had better luck than the previous reporter, and Frederick Chilton stubbornly survived.

"Alright. Siwen ended the unnutritious conversation by tapping the table with his fingertips, and the rhythm of his fingertips tapping on the table made the people in the room stop talking.

"A fire siren can be heard in the recording sent by the red dragon, which can be regarded as a clue, as soon as possible, the fire alarm situation in the surrounding area in the two days since Frederick was arrested and found out. ”

"That criminal wouldn't have such a big flaw. This is a trap that is deliberately given to us. Fleur disagreed, pointing to Chilton's confession with a blank face.

"The Great Red Dragon and the Woman in the Sun's Clothes," New York Museum Collection. Fleur seemed to be a lot less silent after entering detective mode, but the people present reacted quickly.

Hannibal seemed to be afraid that Fleur's words were not strong enough, and added: "Miss Delacour is right, the Tooth Fairy has already regarded himself as the embodiment of the Red Dragon, and he will definitely go there to see the original work." ”

"Notify the NYPD and the FBI department over there, monitor the New York Museum. Jack Crawford so happily decided on the plan, he sighed, "Will, let's go see Chilton, he will wake up and ask for you by name." ”

The corners of Will's mouth curled slightly, as if he looked a little disdainful, but it was disguised by the movement of his head down.

And at this moment, our tooth fairy, Mr. Francis Dorahhead, is carefully studying this message in his hand--

"Zip Code 3680, Marathon, Florida, Will Graham. ”