Following behind Sivin, Dr. Alana Bloom looked at the delicate girl beside him from time to time, was this another girl he had coerced with a strange treaty?

"Here we are, Dr. Alana Bloom. Elegantly dressed in human skin, as for how dark the inside is, Alana didn't want to complain, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

The atmosphere in the office of the F.B.I.'s behavioral science analysis team didn't seem to be very good, but it was at least a semblance of peace after Alana pushed the door in.

Leaning against a whiteboard plastered with crime scene pictures and case analysis notes are Jack Crawford and his beloved beagle Will Graham.

They were staring at a man and a woman sitting on the guest chair with a slightly nervous and complicated gaze.

The elegant gentleman took the initiative to stand up and greeted Alana Bloom, "Long time no see, are you alright, Alana." ”

It's still the same as it used to be, and it's still the same charming and magnetic voice, but it only makes Alana more wary of her teacher.

"Great, at least now I don't have to worry about getting a beer with the condiments. She looked again at the female agent sitting next to Hannibal, and had to say that she rarely admitted that there were women who could be so charming.

"Clarice-Stalin, it's a pleasure to meet you, I've heard Dr. Lecter say many times about your outstanding achievements. He has always been proud of you. ”

The female agent who gave up her life to feed the tiger?

She knew that while there were more backroom deals that allowed Hannibal to get away with all the punishment from the law, some of the F.B.I. did not give up on pursuing them.

It wasn't until the Buffalo Bill case, when Agent Clarice rescued the congressman's daughter with the help of Hannibal, and later the Verge family incident, that the FBI acquiesced in Clarice-Stalin's responsibility for taking care of Gu, and all other charges and tracking were dismissed.

Of course, not many people were involved in this and knew about it, after all, Hannibal had not received any complaints about the dark deal on that day ten years ago.

"It's really the elite. Will looked at the case analysis board and squinted at Hannibal, his best friend, out of the corner of his eye.

"Well, although some of them were not invited by me, since they are here, I hope you can pay attention to this current case for the time being. Catch this guy as soon as possible. Jack Crawford, director of the FBI's behavioral analysis group, banged on the table and said.

He looked back at Sivin, "Mr. Swift, although I can't prohibit your behavior from the instructions above, I would like to know why you are bringing an underage girl here? We are about to face a serial killer who slaughters multiple families in a row. ”

Underage girls?

The cute Fleur raised her head, and her eyes as bright as the starry sky seemed to reveal a kind of curiosity, who are you talking about? Who is the underage girl?

Sivin calmly replied to Crawford: "This is my assistant, she is extremely powerful in the investigation of the case, I hope Mr. Jack will not judge people by their appearance, and I will be responsible for her safety." ”

Of course, Siwen didn't expect any Muggles, or cosmic moths from the Void, to hurt Fleur. After all, her origins have been noticed and blessed by an undisobedient person.

To be reasonable, Xiwen can bully and bully Furong in a soft and cute state at most, once she gets serious, the result is not easy to say.

Since everyone has said so, Jack will not continue to be a villain to interfere in this matter. In fact, in the past ten years, he has basically given up paying attention to those trivial cases and human affairs, and there are so many bad cases piled up, how can he have the energy to think about those bullshit things.

"A lot like somebody's style, like that Chesapeake ripper, isn't it?" Will continued as if he had been poisoned with gunpowder, "look, broken limbs, self-righteous aesthetics." ”

"Where's the dog?" the girl's voice broke the discordant stasis in the environment, and they looked at Fleur, who had come with Siwen and stood in front of a large pile of case scene materials.

"What dog?" asked Agent A, who was using the background board as a background board, with a puzzled look, but as an elite-level agent, both Jack and Will, who had just learned about the case, quickly looked at the information.

"Contact your local animal rescue organization right away to see if there's any information. Right away!" Jack seemed to want to hide his embarrassment, and ordered the agent over there in a loud voice.

Will squinted at the girl, she had to say that her instincts were very sharp, he had sensed that something was not quite right, but before he could bring it up, the girl had already said it.

"Let's take a look at the site, Jack, maybe you'll find some extra information. "For his former boss, although he doesn't have a big good feeling, he still maintains the respect he deserves.

The office door was pushed open, and a slightly hoarse but seductive voice rang out, "Oh sorry, I might be late. A graceful figure appeared in the doorway.

Her bumpy figure is not what attracts everyone's attention, her eyes that seem to be filled with sadness and the vicissitudes of time deeply attract everyone. Dr. Alana Bloom stood up and looked at the visitor in surprise.

"Professor Dawes?" Alana stood up and looked at Mo Li-Dawes, a Yale graduate and inaugural psychologist.

"Well, I received an invitation from Jack. Aha~ I didn't expect to see so many familiar faces here. The eyes that had been a little sad seemed to flash a brightness, "You are here too, my hero." ”

"Long time no see, Leona. "Time is really very unmixed, and in the blink of an eye, Leona is already approaching forty years old.

"Welcome, Dr. Dawes, we're going to go to the victim site now, I wonder if you'd like to come along?" Jack asked, a little surprised why Professor Dawes seemed to have an unusual relationship with Syvin.

"Are you in poor health?" Walking in the open space in front of the empty victim's house, Hannibal noticed that the Spanish walking with a cane was clearly not a purely decorative cane.

"It's just a battle, I'm a little wounded, I can't die. Xiwen waved his hand to signal that he didn't care about this issue, "This incident is not just a homicide, the prisoner was bewitched by a cosmic bug from a parallel universe. ”

At this time, Fleur on the side shook her head: "Do you feel it?" It's the breath of the red dragon." ”

Her eyes were fixed on the small dense grove on the opposite side of the victim's house, a place that could be carefully peeked at but difficult to spot.