Our dear Dr. Hannibal Lecter, who escaped the sanctions and surveillance of the FBI a decade ago, is still a well-known psychologist, and of course it is not easy to make an appointment with him.

Randall Trill is one of the few patients who has impressed him very much in recent years. Although he is said to be a more typical cognitive disorder and schizophrenic symptom than Will, Randall is a non-human cognition compared to Will's cognitive impairment of the criminal mind.

For a long time, Randall considered himself a beast, running through the wasteland, surrounded by the humans around him. This understanding deepened as he delved into a certain field.

The museum, the Museum of Paleontology, Hannibal walked gracefully under the moonlight, smiling and smiling out of his 1965 Rolls-Royce Phantom V to visit this old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Lay, Dr. Lecter?" Randall still suffers from a severe stutter, and the museum is a great place to avoid human contact.

In the midst of the ongoing healing, Randall's heart was filled with respect and reverence for this soul master. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that our lovely doctor used some small means.

After all, even his most prominent student, Alana Bloom, the first sister in the field of psychology, was successfully drugged and controlled by Hannibal. In this regard, in addition to the knowledge from the ancient family lineage, the knowledge of the remnants of the Nazis, the knowledge of the Soviet medical school, the knowledge of the Japanese ninja of my uncle Lady Murasaki, and the ultimate knowledge gained from joining an organization.

"Doctor, doctor, I believe that you have given me a proof of a schizophrenia cure. Randall was a little nervous, like a kid standing in front of a teacher who had just started school.

Hannibal looked around with interest at the skeleton or wreckage of a prehistoric giant. Dinosaurs, mammoths, saber-toothed tigers, moa...... All the way to the end

The skull of a burrowing bear appeared in front of him, and Hannibal looked at it with great interest, along with the many specimens that had been patched together in the area.

"Are these your works, Randall. Hannibal carefully observed the cave bear skulls, "It may not be difficult for you to make a specimen of a creature that has been dead for 10,000 years, but it is not easy to give him the charm of a living being. ”

The bite force of a cave bear is not something that ordinary mechanics can simulate. The people at the FBI don't even need to be too sophisticated to find a problem with the bite force.

"I'm just here to tell you something. Before leaving the museum, Hannibal said to Randall, who was still in shadow in the moonlight, "They know." ”

Late at night, Xiwen picked up Fleur, who had just fallen asleep on the sofa, and gently put her in the bedding in the bedroom. He sat under the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at Sleeping Beauty unfocused, pondering the information so far.

Although he could clearly perceive that the cosmic moth this time was not only the tooth fairy who was eroded by the heart of the red dragon, nor was it just the dismembered murderer who was eroded by the blood of the beast.

But limited to his physical condition, he really didn't bother to brute-force this crisis. After all, the sequelae of the battle with the river crab caused by someone's greed last time have not subsided.

Sivin's brow furrowed, he felt as if he sensed something bad. As a man who once possessed supreme power, the use of his name, even a description of him, would trigger his awareness.

His eyes looked through the void and he localized himself to a red-haired man, and he noticed that this was the paparazzi reporter they had been following at the scene of the crime.

I already let you go, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of current affairs and want to make big news. Disdainfully retracting his senses, his fingers lightly tapping the edge of the sofa.

The percussion seemed to ripple slightly in the air, gradually spreading out and blending into the world. If Uriel was here, he would be surprised to find that this was the "butterfly effect" that their angels were best at.

Butterflies stir their wings to make waves of the fate of the world, and ultimately influence the whole world or its creations.

I was going to keep you in the next story to be a good supporting role, but since you don't know each other so much, let's take the bento.

The tabloid in front of Faredith-Rauz was finished, with a striking black and red headline that read, "Murderers Kill Murderers?" The FBI Recalls Chesapeake Rippers Against Tooth Fairies.

First, there are striking photographs of Will and Hannibal walking out of the scene of the crime one after the other, while Alana Bloom, Molidwes, Sywin and Fleur are all photographed.

A reporter who is not a big deal to die is also careful to verify the bold hypothesis below, saying that Xiwen and Furong are probably also suspects or psychopaths, and it is easier to get clues by figuring out criminals with the same psychology.

Originally, Faretti was not sure of Xiwen's identity, and would be cautious, after all, as a dog skin plaster, he knew too well that some people should not be offended.

But this time, on the one hand, his informants, those local sheriffs did not know Xiwen's identity, so they could not reveal it to him. On the other hand, he really needs a big piece of news to prove his worth.

In the dog skin plaster industry, there are too many cases of a generation of new people beating the old, so he has to take it seriously. Prevent yourself from being shot dead on the shore.

is more famous for Chloe Dirk, the female police detective of the Los Angeles Police Department some time ago, and the daughter of Penelope Dirk, the queen of science fiction movies. Hmph, the little girl who was forced by a group of their paparazzi to cry and quit from the entertainment industry actually became a policeman.

The last time I went to film the news about her and the LAPD civilian counselor, Lucifer Morningstad, I was actually cheated once, and Faretti, who was fooled by Lucifer's ability to publicly say that his wish was to win a Pulitzer Prize, was severely ridiculed by his paparazzi peers.

This time I want to take revenge back, definitely I want to take revenge back, that's right, start with the FBI group of people, let them also taste the feeling of discredit.

Faretti was ruthless, and he pulled his clothes and packages indiscriminately, and went to the loyal candid car in the parking lot.

A cold feeling hit him from behind, and before he could react, a cold needle had pierced his neck, and his muscles quickly began to paralyze. He grabbed the person who had attacked him and slowly fell......

In the dimly lit underground garage, at one last glance, he saw the features of the two attackers - each wearing a giant pig's head mask!