Reestrade probably understood what was going on, he went back to Scotland Yard to find scolding, it was obvious that the detectives of the Scotland Yard Murder Team led by Donovan and Anderson had done something wrong, and it was normal for him to be found as the head of the Scotland Yard Murder Team.

In order not to delay Sherlock's investigation, Lestrade rushed back to Scotland Yard from Dr. Butts as fast as he could, and his crew sat in the office with their heads bowed and depressed. They had caught the wrong person, and they didn't want to admit that they had made a big mistake anyway, and the gentleman on the twenty-third floor had found the upper echelons of Scotland Yard and threatened to make them look good.

When they saw Lestrade, they wanted to pretend that they didn't save it, but their leader didn't say anything, but turned around and went upstairs, as if they were going to the big boss's office.

"You said the boss would...... How to scold us. ”

Anderson was also a little frightened, he asked Donovan, who had been with Lestrade for the longest time, to ask everyone's thoughts, Donovan sighed, in fact, she didn't know very well, but a scolding couldn't escape.

"Probably disappointed in us...... I think what we're thinking about is something that can't be hidden. ”

In fact, they followed the clues found by Lestrade, and then arrested Mr. Twenty-third Floor, who was very consistent with the characteristics of the murderer, without further investigation.

They interrogated the gentleman and asked for a search warrant to search his home, but who knew that the man had not been to London at all during this time, and even he took the family abroad to please his wife.

They have to admit that they caught the wrong person after that.

Reistrade was scolded for half an hour in Superintendent's office at Scotland Yard, and the fat vampire at the head of his head made it clear that if they couldn't catch the killer this time, he would wait to be transferred out of the murder team, and the traffic cop would be a good fit for him.

Lestrade came out a little depressed, he rubbed his face vigorously and forced a smile, being a police officer is what he likes, if he doesn't like it, with the money and stocks in Lestrade's hands, he can be a full-time good father at home.

Not only are they pressed for time, but they are also asking for it.

In fact, Lestrade also understands the above meaning, that group of vampires just want to find trouble with their murder team, this case is not unusual in their eyes at all, simply put, as a high-level official with fat brains, they don't care about the life and death of those ordinary people, and this case is supported by many people in society, if there is a vigilante in the store, maybe it is also a good thing.

When he came down from the upper floor, Lestrade did not show that he wanted to reprimand his men, and sometimes he did not say that it was the greatest punishment for them, and the detectives of the Scotland Yard Murder Squad led by Donovan and Anderson stood there in silence, and Lestrade smiled and patted them on the shoulder.

"Okay, this matter has been settled, and besides, you have also provided me with a good clue, at least we know that someone has stolen this gentleman's identity information, right? After apologizing to the family, I sent them back in person, and I don't want this to happen next time. ”

He really didn't mention the pressure on his body, as well as the previous scolding from above, but comforted his subordinates very well, they need to be stable, if they bring the unstable dìng love into the work, it will bring more strict consequences.

"We ...... Boss"

Donovan wanted to apologize, but she couldn't say anything when the words came to her mouth, she had a grudge against Lestrade in her heart, why was she the head of the Scotland Yard murder team, but she had to put down her dignity and use their dignity to ask for help from a freak, and even help that freak investigate the case.

"It's okay, remember if you want Sherlock to stop meddling in the case, but keep yourself up."

After saying that, Reistrade gestured hard, he had other things to do on his side, and it was impossible for Sherlock to run all the courier companies alone.

The smile on Lestrade's face faded as he left Scotland Yard, he really wanted someone to talk to, and while he was rushing to his destination, Lestrade dialed McCroft's phone.

Mycroft was busy with the proposal submitted by the diplomatic department, and the person in charge of their side was still standing in Mycroft's office tremblingly and waiting, for fear that the man, who was known as the British government, would shoot their proposal back.

At this time, Mycroft's phone rang suddenly, according to the person in charge's understanding of Mycroft, he would rarely answer the phone when he was working, especially when he wanted to be sarcastic too much, this proposal seemed to be McCroft's dissatisfaction, and his brows were tightly furrowed in between.

"You go back first, and I'll let Ancia contact your superiors directly."

The person in charge didn't know why he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, so that he wouldn't be the one who would be scolded at that time, although he didn't know that the senior person on the other end of the phone would be very grateful.

After the door to McCroft's office was closed, the man nodded and smiled and said, "Dear Mr. Inspector, is there anything I can do for you?" ”

Lestrade felt a sense of relief when he heard Mycroft's voice, as if he had suddenly had a pillar.

"I'm just bored, so I wanted to give you a call, and I guess I must have interrupted your work."

Mycroft pushed the text in front of him, "No, Greg, I'm glad you were able to call me." ”

Mycroft knew something must have happened, or Greg Lestrade wouldn't have chosen to call him when they were both at work, he probably wanted someone to talk to.

"We're working on a new expansion of the case, and the vampires don't seem to take this case seriously, the most important thing is that the newspapers are praising the murderer as if he did something right."

In such an environment, their cases are becoming more and more difficult to handle, and even Lestrade is worried that if someone finds out one day, they may not call the police, because in their hearts the murderer is doing the right thing.

"People need something to talk about after dinner, and besides, newspapers are always stories that can be sold, aren't they? Don't worry, my dear, this matter is not without a turnaround, there is an old saying in China that it is not about oneself to hang high, if they find out that this kind of thing may end up happening to them, they will not think so. ”

It may not be convenient for Mycroft to meddle in other matters, but he can help with newspaper matters, although the British official does not control the British tabloids, but he is McCroft, the British government, Sherlock Holmes, and he is the person who holds the real power in his hands, and he has a way to make the trend of public opinion follow his own will.

Lestrade laughed there for a long time, chatting with McCroft was always easy, he pursed his lips and the figure of that person appeared in his mind, he was thinking that maybe in the near future McCroft did not have a suitable candidate, he could recommend himself to the position of the other half of Sherlock Holmes, with a house and a car, and the children that Mrs. Holmes liked, and most importantly, he could also help McCroft control Sherlock.

"Are you going home for dinner tonight?"

Jumping, Lestrade suddenly thought of the question of tonight's dinner, and McCroft checked his itinerary for the day and silently changed the name of Ancia to the dinner in the evening, and replied, "Yes, I was thinking about whether to take the little Lestrade to eat barbecue or Chinese hot pot with them." ”

"Hot pot?" Lestrade said he was alone and had never eaten it.

"So can you and Xiali come back sooner?"

"I'll try my best, who can say anything about work."

Lestrade didn't think about how ambiguous his words with Mycroft were, they were like a couple talking about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea at home.

"I won't disturb you at work, dear Mr. British Government."

He also learned what Mycroft usually called himself, calling him Mr. British Government, and the smile on McCroft's lips didn't go down until Lestrade hung up the phone. Now that they had agreed to have a hot pot together in the evening, Mycroft called Ancia in from outside and informed her that she was going to dinner tonight.

Ancia, who was using her phone and didn't know what to do, stared at herself, she clearly remembered that it was McCroft's business tonight, she was going to go home and make a mask to watch TV, DoctorWho she hadn't watched many episodes.

"Boss, you're really bullying the workforce."

Mycroft took out a card and pushed it to Anthea, "Dear Anthea, you can choose to leave work now, and at the same time do some shopping, just relax, this is your reward for this time, but please remember that you have a dinner party to attend tonight." ”

Ancia picked up the credit card given by Mycroft, this is a naked/naked temptation/seduction, whether she takes this card or not, she must be going to the dinner party in place of Mycroft tonight, the matter has become a foregone conclusion, if she doesn't want Mycroft's card, it will be really stupid.

"Thank you very much, Boss."

Their clever Miss Anthea needs to be coaxed, or one day she strikes Mycroft and it will be very difficult.

Anyway, they temporarily agreed to dine together in the evening, and now Lestrade has adjusted his mentality, no matter what the attitude of the above is and what the attitude of the public is, it is impossible to be let go of such a big crime, and Lestrade promises that he will definitely catch this murderer.

Just when Lestrade ran back to Scotland Yard to be scolded, Sherlock had already run out of two courier companies, and he pretended to be here to send the courier, disguising himself as the gentleman on the twenty-third floor, and said that he couldn't remember whose courier it was, so he wanted to check it out.

What he said was reasonable, so the courier company didn't have any reason to refuse.

It's just that two of them have been checked in a row and said that it was not their employees who sent it, so Sherlock has some other thoughts in his mind.

In fact, in addition to asking whose house sent the courier, he also asked their employees to do a survey.

Sherlock and Lestrade investigated separately, they searched all the courier companies that delivered the courier in those days, and there was no one about Mr. Twenty-Three's delivery, and at the same time, Lestrade also told Sherlock about Mr. Twenty-Three's identity being stolen.

In this way, some things are clear, it must be the murderer who stole his identity.

They compared the back of the murderer with the picture of the gentleman who lived on the twenty-third floor, which had been examined by Scotland Yard before that, and they sloppily let this clue go, and Lestrade thought that their people must have seen a big difference in height and weight between the two men, so they didn't take it seriously.

After comparison, Sherlock believed that the usually mysterious Mr. Twenty-third Floor was actually pretended by the murderer, he just wore an increased insole, and then wrapped himself in heavy clothes to become fatter.

"The murderer came prepared, and I had the feeling that I had touched/had touched his fox tail."

Sherlock thinks that he is no longer so far away from the murderer, at least they can now go to the hotel staff to make puzzles, how a person changes his appearance, his facial features cannot change, Sherlock believes so.

On the other hand, Hannibal heard a lot of news from Jim Moriarty, this victim is a dual personality patient, his two personalities can allow him to hide well in the big stage of London, Moriah told Hannibal that if he only looked at the external personality, he would not have thought that such a timid and cowardly man was a murderous criminal.

It's interesting that both the outer personality and the inner personality are just psychological changes in a person, and when his outer personality begins to recognize the inner personality, the dual personality can be fused. After hearing that his personalities were merging, Hannibal actually became more curious about this murderer.

He knew that Will was also investigating the murderer, or that he was more interested in Moriarty, so Hannibal deliberately revealed a little bit of something to him, such as the murderer committed the crime at night, from a psychological point of view, the murderer may be more angry at night, or even a dual personality patient, there is a personality that can only appear at night.

Another point is that he may have fused his two personalities.

This kind of guidance made Will's previous few doubts unraveled, he felt that the murderer was a little different, and his heart had changed a little, so it seemed that it should be the overlap of the dual personality.

That night, they enjoyed a Chinese-style spicy hot pot prepared by Mycroft, and the family was so noisy that it was probably a kind of hot pot fun.

"Actually, you can target people who seem to be more timid and cowardly, because that could be a ...... Disguise. ”

Will sensed Mycroft, Sherlock and Lestrader under investigation in the passage guò McCroft's dictation.

And Mycroft said that the public does not need to worry too much about anything, and he will help to deal with it, whether it is the Sun or any newspaper from tomorrow onwards, it will denounce the murderer's behavior, so as to awaken everyone's mutated pathological psychology.

When the newspaper came out, Moriarty had to admire the people in London who held the real power, and made a move so quickly, leading people's hearts to the crusade against the murderer. He had been in frequent contact with Hannibal lately, and after reading the newspaper, Moriarti asked for his opinion on what Hannibal was like.

Sick psychology embodies a sick society, and this London stage can be followed by performers. - Will

"That person hasn't moved lately?"

Moriarti was a little impatient, the man had been depressed since the sneak attack on him was unsuccessful, and he had been hiding at home without stepping out of the house, so Moriarti couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, and he thought that the man would continue to do his best.

"It's better to stay home." The man who had gradually become trusted by Moriarty whispered, and at the same time he also said what he felt strange, "I don't know if I'm more sensitive, I feel that someone has been investigating you recently." ”

Investigate him? Speaking of investigating, Moriarti can only think of one person, that is, his dear psychiatrist, but Moriarti doesn't know who else he has to investigate, is it to find out the current power in his hands?

If Moriarty knew that there was a real Will Being, he wouldn't have thought so, it wasn't Hannibal who investigated him, as a seasoned hunter, he didn't pay attention to the student or work he had cultivated at all, whether Moriarty was tempting or asking him for help, he was sending a handle to Hannibal's hands in disguise.

The one who was really curious about him and wanted to know his information was the real Will Graham, whose name had been stolen.

"Let them be careful lately, this psychiatrist of mine is not a vegetarian."

They were all carnivores, but Moriarti was ready to act once he got hold of Will.

The puzzle of Mr. Twenty-third Floor disguised by the murderer has been made, and none of the courier companies have delivered the express delivery of Mr. Twenty-third Floor's name to the hotel, so there is only one possibility, this qiē is directed and acted by the murderer himself.

There is no such thing in the script given to him by Moriati, and the man who claims to be God adds a bit of drama to himself, and he is finally clever but mistaken by cleverness.

The advantage of the overlap of the dual personality is that if he wants to hide it, it is very easy, but there are also disadvantages, the dual personality is often very hateful to those who are at fault, and when the two personalities coincide, his hatred also becomes double, and at the same time he begins to be arrogant.

He was angry with what was written in the newspaper, he was the most correct one, he was God and no one should be able to question him.

The men looked at the glass cover, except for the one in the middle, which was specially reserved for Professor Jim Moriarty, the rest of them had no "owner", and now what they wrote was untrue, especially the reporters of the Sun, who were always reporting false information and then came to blind the toiling masses.

So he's going to punish these journalists who only attract attention.

False lies, blinding the eyes of all.

He didn't know that his heart had begun to change, which was normal, after all, as a patient with a dual personality, there would be infinite possibilities when the two personalities merged, and he still thought that he was the supreme God, but in fact he was just an ordinary person, and even he was the demon.

When he was eyeing that gentleman, he was also investigated, and the reporters of the tabloids always wrote about things without evidence, and none of the manuscripts in their newspapers were true as long as they were written by him, and the most important thing was that he was also bold and dared to write about anyone. From the derailment of celebrities to the parents of ordinary people.

Among them, many people were seriously injured and hurt their hearts.

So such people just serve as a warning to journalists who like to create lies, so that they dare not write about untrue things casually. The man thinks that his choice is correct, he has seen a lot of news, and he has heard other people's discussions, such as newspapers, as long as they are published, people will discuss them, and the British will communicate the content of the Sun even if they are the most daring to write the most unreliable newspapers, and more rumors will be generated in this exchange.

Sometimes it's not a weapon that kills people, it's a rumor.

He said that he knew where he lived with the man he chose, and that gentleman liked to let their courier company help deliver some manuscripts, or help him pick up some things, and in the man's opinion, such a person lived in the world just a waste of resources.

He has already made a complete plan, because the man who has been dealing with the whole person for a long time already knows the rules of this reporter's life, as long as he is not reporting, he will return home early and enjoy the quiet time.

By the way, except for himself, the rest of the people in his floor were scared away by the rumors of ghosts.

"Your newspaper, Mr. Milton."

The man opened the door and saw that the delivery man who was usually a little familiar had said something, his expression was a little arrogant, and his tone was a little impetuous. The man smiled and struck up Mr. Milton, "What's wrong with you, Mr. Milton, you look a little ...... Under the weather? ”

"It's just some things at work, and you won't understand it if you say it."

Milton has a kind of contempt for people in the courier industry, and in his opinion, the courier is not a person on the same level as himself.

"At least you have someone who can listen to you, don't you, my mother said that sometimes talking is also a way to relieve mental stress, I think this is more suitable for people like you who are tired on weekdays."

The man thought about it for a while, what he said was right, he really needed to find someone to complain about it, and this usually a little timid and cowardly man happened to be a good choice, so he opened the door of his house and said to the man: "Okay, you come in, by the way, don't stain my floor." ”

"Okay."

Mr. Milton knew about his dislike of men, but when he was about to meet the other undead in hell, how could men care about his last little insult.

The man sat on the sofa and waved his hand to him and scolded his editor-in-chief, what did not publish the news according to his ideas, obviously he was ready to write about the recent "scandal" of the star on the front page of this morning, who knows what murderer occupied it, this is simply ridiculous, the case has been in the headlines for a long time, and now it still occupies the position of the headlines.

"That news of mine is going to double the sales of the paper."

Mr. Milton was so confident that the news he had written would be a big hit, so the man whispered his opinion, "That...... Mr. Milton, do you have any evidence or ...... for the news you wrote? What clues and so on. ”

"Can that kind of thing be eaten? What the newspaper wants is sales, and it's the same if you read the Sun, boy, I can only sue you for evidence or something, it's useless. ”

He didn't seem to have any remorse for his behavior, and he didn't notice that the delivery guy next to him clenched his fists, and it was this attitude that made the newspaper reports more and more false.

"But do you ever think it's wrong?"

Mr. Milton looked at the man with a look that you are stupid, and he laughed hahaha, "No IQ is terrible, I just need to make the newspaper sell more and get more money." ”

"Yes...... Is it. ”

He put his hand in his pocket and grasped the dagger that had been hidden in it, Mr. Milton said a little too much, and when he was thirsty, he ran over and poured a glass of water, the man took off the disposable slippers under his feet and walked in the direction of Milton step by step, he picked up the dagger in his hand and approached step by step.

Milton was using a black mug in his hand, from which the man's face was reflected as he tilted his head back to drink.

He turned back in horror to see the man looking at him indifferently, and then slashed the dagger into his neck.

Milton reflexively used his arm to block the man's attack, he threw the mug in his hand at the man hard, the water splashed on the man's body, the cup fell to the ground and was shattered, the man grabbed Milton's arm and forced him to the ground.

"You don't have a chance, Mr. Milton."

Although Milton is an office-sitting, he is also a man after all, and he is also very explosive in the moment of life and death, just as the man is speaking, he overturns the man, and then punches the man in the face.

The man had been going to cut his neck from behind like the others had done to prevent blood from spilling on him, but now it seemed that he needed a different approach, but it was a pity that he had this set of overalls.

As Milton threw his second blow, he grabbed Milton's wrist and stabbed Milton in the neck with his right hand, which was not suppressed and holding the dagger, through the gap. Milton's eyes widened, he clutched his neck and stood up, took two steps backwards and ran in the direction of the gate, his blood running so fast that he couldn't even cry for help when he could only make a whining sound.

And that ruthless man is approaching step by step.

Milton fell to the ground and tried to crawl away, but the man stomped on his back, "Let me think about what I'm going to take with you." ”

Milton looked into the man's eyes as if he were an ant in his eyes.

"Teeth, sharp-toothed Milton reporters can no longer fake news to get headlines."

If you let Hannibal look at it, the man is already a little sick.

Of course, Will thought so, and when Will opened his eyes and looked at the place where he stood, where Mr. Milton's body had been found, all his teeth had been knocked out, and not a single one remained.

Mycroft looked at Will and clapped his hands, "Dear Will, I've found that you're actually better suited to be a detective or a police officer than the job I do. ”

Before, when Mycroft still didn't understand Will's small ability, now he is completely clear, the profiler is to infer his psychological state according to the criminal's behavior, so as to analyze his personality, living environment, career, growth background, etc., but Will's qualified ability is on top of the profile, a little more powerful.

He completely integrated himself into the whole case, thinking of himself as the murderer.

The case was discovered that morning, when a young lady who had come to work for Milton's housekeeper opened the door and found Mr. Milton dead, and the room was in chaos and covered in blood. The young lady was almost frightened out of her mind, and it was her screams that woke up the people upstairs and downstairs, who helped her call the police.

Lestrade and Sherlock arrived at the scene as soon as possible, and this time the murderer seemed to be even more brutal in his modus operandi, giving his victim, Mr. Matthew Milton, a respite, who had at least walked from the kitchen to the door, judging by the bloodstains. Sherlock was certain that the victim and the killer had had an argument, and that he must have provoked the killer so that he was stabbed in the neck head-on, and then died of blood loss.

The killer took all his teeth, and it seemed that each tooth had been knocked out one by one.

The murderer's methods are more cruel than before, and Lestrade doesn't know what to say when he sees the scene of this murder, and time is getting tighter and tighter. To add insult to injury, the killer anonymously sent a photo to the newspaper office of the victim, Mr. Matthew Milton, along with a text he had written.

All of the photographs he showed were strangely taken away, placed behind a glass cover, with words underneath that were only visible to the naked eye, and those were the charges against them.

The murderer called himself God, and he said that these people deserved to die, and everything he did was to eliminate harm for the people.

When he saw this newspaper, Lestrade knew that McCroft's previous efforts were going to be in vain, and the murderer made it clear what caused these people to die, and each of the same reasons above was irrefutable and could be supported by everyone.

After all, the previous mutant Stockholm syndrome was already ingrained, and after Lestrade came out of the scene, he rubbed his forehead, he looked at Sherlock and asked, "Is there any clue that can be used?" ”

"Mr. Milton and the murderer had a fight, so the murderer must have a scar on his body, the way the mug broke was that it collided with some object, and then fell straight and shattered, according to the residue on the ground, he drank white water with lemons, if it was only white water, it would be easy to check, but he used lemons. The time of death is after four o'clock in the afternoon, this time no matter which courier has not yet reached the final end of work, 80% of the murderer is wearing the company's clothes, and his clothes can be destroyed at will, but this one is not good. ”

Sherlock said with a smug face, and he raised his head and winked at Lestrade and said, "So there's no way he's going to destroy a piece of public clothing, unless he wants to provoke people even more, which is to wash the blood and still be able to check it out, isn't it, Inspector." ”

The dual personality that Moriarty expected was not all good, and men were no longer as cautious as they had been, but began to have loopholes that they shouldn't have, and if he hadn't been provoked by Mr. Matthew Milton, he wouldn't have pierced the man's throat from the front and let the blood splatter himself.

Not to ......

"The time of the photo is early in the morning, and the location of the murderer's room is impossible to contact any sunlight, there is a strange flash point on this photo, it can only be said that the murderer turned on the flash point, which means that the murderer we are looking for lives in a dim room where the photo cannot be taken without flash, and the room is very likely to be a basement."

Basement? Lestrade didn't know where this came from.

Then I saw Sherlock pointing to the palm of the first victim in the picture and said: "The corpse spot on it is not clear, it is not the cause of the light, then it can only be related to the location of the glass cover and the temperature of the room, low temperature and dry place can slow down the appearance of corpse spots." ”

"I see."

"It is impossible for the murderer to find any courier to help him deliver this kind of letter, according to the newspaper people said that they found it in the mailbox, and there is only one possibility that the murderer personally delivered it to the door."

The murderer was so bold that he personally sent the photos and those words to the newspaper, as if he was not worried about being found out at all.

"I went to find someone to get the surveillance footage out, but the newspaper staff was mixed, and I was worried...... We won't find what we're looking for. ”

Sherlock raised an eyebrow, and as long as he found the relevant surveillance video, he would be able to find the person suspected of being the murderer.

There are many people who send anonymous letters, and there are many people who want to break the news, but the order of the letters is there, and according to the surveillance video, Sherlock believes that he can find out which letter was sent by whom.

The most important thing is that according to McCroft's private reminders, he still turned to two little geniuses in the family, Harold and Tony. The two of them have been working on some programs lately, most of the time in their own room, Harold doesn't know how many things he secretly bought from home, anyway, when Sherlock knocked on the door of the two people's room for a long time, he saw a huge mainframe inside, and many computers.

What he needs help from Harold and Tony is to recover the censored surveillance footage and all the information on the first victim's phone.

Harold and Tony glanced at each other for his pleas, and it just so happened that their initial completed program could be used to test it, which could be regarded as helping Sherlock and their dearest Dad.

It was really a series of codes, and the initial idea came from Harold, who had been thinking about any way to protect Lestrade silently instead of them, so that they could easily find his location, so that even if a bad guy captured him, they could find Lestrade in the first place.

Harold thought of a surveillance system, and thus of a surveillance system that could monitor all parts of London, so that they could know the route of their family at any time, and they could easily communicate with each other. When Harold had the idea, he just edited the program himself, and didn't really finish him, and after a while, he finally made up his mind and invited Tony.

So the code, which Harold called the machine qì, was born in his hands and Tony's hands.

Although Harold Lestrade is a more obedient and reliable bear child in the family, he is always placed there, and it seems that he will do rebellious things in a well-behaved manner, just like a machine, so that he can monitor the whole of London and even the whole world.

"We still need a day, and the machine needs to be uploaded to the network before it can be used."

Harold asks for a day, and at the same time Hannibal has further contact with Moriarty, who believes that the beast can no longer exist, and that they don't need a sick killer, or a sick killer who can threaten their own lives.

Moriarty had thought that Hannibal would ask him for the location of the murderer, but who knows he was wrong, Hannibal was more of a notice that he would help him deal with the beast.

Of course, Hannibal can solve it, not only does he have Harold and Tony by his side, but in the end, he wants to trust Will too much to provide him with useful information.

Will, on the other hand, was just like Hannibal had in mind, and he showed up with McCroft at the home of his victim, Matthew Milton.

"The two armies face each other, and the brave wins. The killer wasn't a patient hunter, so there wasn't much to worry about. ”

Will heard McCroft's words and hooked the corners of his mouth, the only patient hunter he knew in the world was that one...... Hannibal Lecter.

"What's the news about Jim Moriarty, Mr. Mycrof?"