Chapter 22: The Second Meeting (3)

Sure enough, as the "craftsman" said, the compass could not be broken, and it could not find the sinners of this plane because Hannibal had already divided himself into a hundred branches.

He waited for Will's fragile little teacup to grow stronger, and when he had collected enough of himself and fused it with Hannibal as a true sin fragment.

Of course, at that time, Hannibal was no longer a simple person, but a spirit detached from the flesh, and he would live on the body of "Will".

So, after that, will this cannibal person work hard to cultivate the next little teacup in another life, and then use this method, one person, and then one person's encroachment, so as to achieve an alternative immortality that is physically destroyed but spiritually alive.

No one will ever know, because that may not happen.

Just now, due to Ziliang's frenzied collision, Will was directly knocked unconscious, thus bluntly stopping the most terrifying, blackest, and first spiritual grafting in human history.

Ziliang and Hannibal looked at each other...... After a while.

"You don't seem surprised." Ziliang said lightly.

"Nope." Hannibal immediately denied: "I am surprised, because I do not believe that anyone could have thought of such an unbelievable answer, but...... If it were you, it wouldn't seem so incomprehensible. After all, I can feel that you and I have the same aura.

I smelled this the first time I saw you, and at the time, I thought it was the smell of an individual standing at the top of the food chain, but then I realized that I was wrong...... Because you are not you, this flesh is a shell, a cloak to confuse the vision, to hide the more terrible things inside...... So...... What the hell are you? ”

"That's a big problem...... The answer will be long, long because I have to talk about the composition of this universe. Ziliang said with a smile.

"You can speak slowly, I have time."

"But you're not qualified to ....."

"Hehe, then how can I qualify?" Hannibal asked with a chuckle, the temperature of the cell seemed to drop somewhat.

"Join my team, you may not know, I also have a small hospital, if you join, I promise to give you the most satisfactory psychotherapy room." Ziliang said: "I'm here for this, otherwise why do you think I would find such a painful job, running around the city every day, watching those boring murder scenes, and playing a game of eagle and chicken with the murderer...... The most important thing is to wake up early every day, do you know how precious sleepiness is every morning? ”

"Of course I don't know, I'm a person with a very regular schedule." Hannibal said, "And I don't think I'm going to work for a homeless man in a white coat. ”

"It's not work, it's collaboration."

"I'm still sorry, I'm a bit withdrawn, and I like people most of the time." Hannibal shook his head and said, "Well, I'm suddenly not interested in what you really are, it's a pleasure to talk to you, but unfortunately I'm very unhappy with what you just did to my little teacup, you're so unreasonable...... Oh, what time is it? ”

Hannibal suddenly changed his tone and looked through the glass at a clock hanging on the wall of the hallway: "Looks like it's almost time for lunch...... What do you think...... What is the right thing to eat for lunch? ”

He picked up the cookbook at hand: "How about the tip of the tongue, the meat is firm, the blood supply is abundant, and recently I suddenly wondered if it was soaked in hot coconut water and then cooked to medium rare, would it make the muscles on the tip of the tongue softer." ”

Ziliang raised his eyebrows: "...... To be honest, I don't have much research on eating. ”

"Well, I can put it more bluntly, do you know why I chose the tip of the tongue for lunch?" Hannibal stood up, slowly walked out of the shadows in the cell, came to the glass, and looked at Ziliang with a smile: "Because time is a little tight...... And the tongue ..... Relatively easy to pull out. ”

As soon as the words fell, a pair of big hands suddenly appeared from behind Ziliang, clamped his arms, and directly twisted them behind his back.

I don't know when, Barney, the nurse who has not appeared, has quietly emerged from the shadows, such a big body, Ziliang didn't hear the slightest movement.

Ziliang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't seem to be so panicked, although he was just an ordinary person now, but some street fighting tricks were still very skilled, he immediately put his foot on the bulletproof glass, and used the reaction force to push himself backwards, and at the same time, with this strength, he desperately stepped forward and hit the nose of the person behind him with the back of his head.

The human nasal bone is almost the most vulnerable bone in the whole body, soft, prominent, and a thin layer, which is placed right in the center of the face, as if it was designed to tempt others to hammer it.

Therefore, just listening to the sound of "Gaba", Barney's nasal bone directly collapsed strangely, and blood lay out down his nostrils......

Although nasal bone fracture is very common, the pain is not tolerable for most people.

However, to Ziliang's surprise again, Barney still didn't move as if he hadn't been affected in the slightest, and didn't even snort.

"Don't struggle anymore." Hannibal looked at Ziliang quietly and said: "Pain is just a kind reminder of the damage to the body by the human brain, as long as you do a little guidance, you can easily block it......"

Ziliang smiled helplessly: "Okay, it seems that this guy has been brainwashed by you." ”

"Brainwashing? Hehe, please don't judge me with such low-level words. Hannibal said, "But I like the description you made at the beginningβ€”'hive'......

In fact, when I first met you, I tried to tear through your psychological defenses, but unfortunately, the control of you didn't seem to be so smooth...... Of course, I guess if you want to invade your heart, it will definitely not be a small price, so I gave up very well.

......

After all, it's not about 'figuring out what you really are'...... I'd rather figure out what you taste. ”