Chapter 9: 50 Years
Kasa day early in the morning.
At eight o'clock sharp, Hannibal arrived at the hospital on time.
Across the hall and on the elevator, he met several doctors along the way..... Or the murderers, they all looked at Hannibal greedily as they did yesterday, as if they were forced not to eat him.
Of course, Hannibal ignored these people, and several people tried to talk to Hannibal, but he ignored them.
Since these guys didn't do it yesterday, they shouldn't do it today......
However, it seems inaccurate to say that they did not do it, because they seem to have already started to kill Hannibal, but that method is really a bit flattering.
For example, Dior...... Yesterday, he invited Hannibal to bring him a glass of juice, but there was only one glass of watermelon juice in the entire drink area, which was a bit too abrupt, as if he was afraid that someone else would take it wrong. Therefore, Hannibal can be sure that the watermelon juice has been poisoned in advance, and Dio must have used some method to induce Hannibal to drink it in order to achieve the goal of killing himself.
And Irene, when she wanted Hannibal to take her home, the desire was so strong that it was almost as if she were telling Hannibal that she had done something in the car.
I recalled that yesterday morning, when I was reading my file on the edge of the road, there was a good chance that the murderers in the entire hospital were lying quietly on the window, looking at themselves greedily, and they naturally knew about the fact that they didn't have a car to drive.
Ahh......h There was even a little feeling of excitement.
However, now that we know that the group wants to kill themselves...... So the question is, why don't they just do it, they have no way to use the ability of mind control, if others don't say it, with Edmund's body, wouldn't it be very easy to kill themselves?
Hannibal already had a conjecture on this issue, but he was not sure yet, so he had to ask Will for evidence.
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Soon, Hannibal arrives in Will's hospital room.
Like yesterday, Will was still lying in a hospital bed, wearing a restrictive suit, and when he heard the door open, he only glanced at Hannibal lightly, and closed his eyes.
Hannibal smiled at Will's dismissive attitude, moved a chair, and sat down next to Will.
"I already know the secrets here." He craned his knees and said straight to the point.
"......" Will did not respond.
"Those murderers, whether it's the dean, the doctor, or even the sweeping aunt...... I've collected the files of all of them, dozens of ......."
Will still didn't speak, but he seemed to be at last a little interested in Hannibal's words, for he slowly opened his eyes.
"Not only that, but I also met a few of them yesterday, the amputation enthusiast - Dio, and the female demon - Erin, and the mother killer - Erdman, if you don't care that they all want to kill me, then they are quite enthusiastic." Hannibal continued to speak to himself, as if it were a daily conversation between a doctor and a patient.
"Hehe, yes, a few of them seem to be unable to bear the loneliness and have already begun to plot to kill me, one person poisoned the drink, and another person wanted to cause a car accident. But...... To be honest, this method of killing is quite ordinary...... Maybe it's because most of those killers lived half a century ago, after all, at that time, DNA, blood tests, and evidence collection methods were not so perfect, and I actually think that the reason why they were able to kill so many people was not because of how good they were. If they had been born decades later, they would probably have been arrested after their first crime. Hannibal shook his head and said.
"But even though I know this, I have a question, why don't they just come and hack me to death with a knife? It's much simpler and more practical than those crappy methods of killing. ”
"......" Will turned his head to Hannibal with difficulty, and he smiled, the corners of his eyes as if they were about to crack, "Huh, guess what? ”
"Oh? Do you finally want to talk to me? Well, then I guess...... Well...... Could this be the rule of the game? Killers can't kill their targets directly, they can only use methods similar to [stratagem] on their targets? ”
"You're smart." Will said lightly.
"Thank you."
"But...... You've got a nasty problem. That is, you trust your own judgment too much, and you are always used to doubting everything. As I said, this is no longer a game between the two of us———— but a game between the two of us and all the murderers. Will continued.
Hannibal raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean." ”
"What do you mean? Hahaha——— it's been 50 years, I've been lying in this bed for 50 years, and you've asked me over and over again what do you mean! And then I forgot it over and over again, and now, you're asking me again...... Hahaha, I won't tell you because- you ....... It's mine! ”
Will said something strange, and then closed his eyes again.
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Hannibal was silent, and he didn't ask any further, because he knew that Will wouldn't tell him anything......
At the same time, a sense of crisis suddenly emerged from the bottom of Hannibal's heart!
Wrong...... Will doesn't feel right at all!
He said that he has been lying in this bed for 50 years, could it be that he did not deliberately give himself an aging body because of the design of the game...... Rather, it's been a game for 50 years! Will is in this game, from a young man, little by little to an old man who is about to die?
But why don't you remember it at all? Have you lost your memory?
No, because my body is still in a completely young state! It doesn't make sense!
Wait a minute!
Hannibal suddenly thought of something, and he began to rummage through his body, and finally, he pulled out the little note from yesterday.
[You've won, please, let me go!] 】
Hannibal looked at the note......
Then he stood up, walked to the table, picked up a pen from the table, and then found another piece of paper.
[You've won, please, let me go!] 】
He re-wrote these words on the piece of paper.
Immediately after, he discovered something that he didn't expect.
Although these two lines of words look a little different, they ...... I should have written it myself!
。 m.