"Hello, my name is Ziliang."

That was the first thing he said.

Before he could speak, the guy took his foot off the desk, scratched his unkempt head, opened the window to let the smoke out of the room, and then picked up a cardboard box on the table and poured all the cigarette butts out the window...... In the end, the guy even got the carton back, well, it looks like he's going to keep using it.

"Hello, my name is Will Graham."

Will greeted politely, then hesitated and sat down in the chair across from the desk.

Now, he finally understood why Jack told himself that the psychiatrist would never let him find the slightest shadow of Hannibal this time.

The average psychiatrist always tries to make himself appear dignified, gentlemanly, and approachable, after all, it makes it easier for the patient to open up...... But the person in front of him, as long as he glanced at it, there was a strong aura of "decadence" in his face, if it weren't for the white coat he was wearing, Will would even think that he was some homeless man hiding here for the night...... In fact, his white coat was wrinkled and almost the same as the clothes worn by the homeless man.

Such a person, if anyone can still associate him with Hannibal, then his recognition ability is probably not much different from that of old Joey.

"Nice to meet you!" Ziliang said with empty eyes: "Jack told me everything about your situation, you have a ...... What's it called? Oh, "self-cognitive impairment", a small problem, anyway, from today onwards, I will be your psychiatrist, and I will be by your side when you participate in the homicide scene investigation in the future, of course, you can always come here to consult me with any questions, but it is better not at night, because I am sleeping. ”

Ziliang finished saying this, and then yawned very appropriately.

"Good...... Good! Will was stunned for a moment before responding, he wondered how such a person could become his own counselor, in fact, he wondered if this person was a psychiatrist at all.

Of course, Ziliang is not a psychiatrist, and even his medical skills are only maintained to a half-baked degree, and it is estimated that he is not even half as good as Harry Quinn.

But just a few days ago, Ziliang walked out of the hospital with a cigarette after seeing a small teacup on the compass, and then he somehow knew that Jack would find a psychiatrist again, and then Ziliang found Jack, passed all the tests, and defeated all the applicants at that time, and when he returned to his small clinic again, he had inexplicably become Will's new "psychological counselor".

No one knows how he did it......

Still, as Jack said, none of that matters, as long as the consultant doesn't remind Will of Hannibal anymore, so ..... Ziliang seems to be the most suitable candidate.

"Then since Jack told you that you are going to participate in various murder investigations with me, then I hope you are a little mentally prepared, after all, the murder scene is not the same as the corpse you dissected in medical school, it is bloodier and more ......"

Will said very sincerely, he knew how bloody a murder scene was for a psychiatrist, because most of the psychiatrists Jack had found for him had quit because they couldn't stand looking at fresh corpses all day.

However, Ziliang waved his hand very casually.

"Don't worry, my mental capacity should be stronger than you think."

Will smiled, and he suddenly felt that this kind of grinning conversation seemed to be a little better than the cautious and tentative feeling of the previous psychiatrist.

"Hehe, since you've said so, then I have a proposal...... Let's go now! ”

"Huh?" Ziliang frowned and snorted.

"I know it's a bit abrupt, but on the way here, I received a notice that another murder scene has been discovered, and I have to go over, so I think it's better for you to come along, and it can be regarded as understanding my life!" Will said politely, and if you look closely, you can see that he is polite when he says this, but he always looks at his hands...... Most people with social disabilities do.

Ziliang rubbed his face: "Okay! I slept pretty much anyway...... Oh yes! ”

As soon as Ziliang stood up, he suddenly remembered something, took out the black note from his pocket, opened it and turned to Will.

"Do you know what that means?" He asked.

Will looked at the stick figure drawn on the note, "This is ...... A teacup? ”

"Gone?"

"Uh...... Nope. Will replied.

In some psychotherapy, doctors always like to let patients recognize some patterns, or draw some things themselves, in order to speculate on the patient's psychology, for example, Hannibal once liked to ask Will to draw a "dial", with hour and minute hands...... Therefore, at this moment, Will just thought that this was a test of Ziliang for him.

But Ziliang didn't say anything, he snapped and closed the note.

"Okay, let's go!" He tipped his notes into his pocket, grabbed the cigarette case on the table, and said.

......

......

Suburbs of Rochester.

In the bushes at the edge of a small road, more than a dozen members of the investigation team are carefully collecting evidence, and since this place is far away from the city, there is no trouble to pull up the cordon.

Will and Ziliang stepped on the dirt that had just been turned over and walked to Jack's side.

Jack saw that Ziliang followed Will to the crime scene on the first day, and seemed to think that he had a good eye for choosing people, so he nodded very satisfied.

After a brief greeting, he began to tell the story of the case as usual.

The body was found a few hours earlier, and the process of finding it was very simple, a pedestrian driving by, who accidentally tripped over an arm that protruded from the ground when he tried to pee in the bushes. Immediately, the man called the police, and after the police arrived, the investigators exhumed six bodies from the ground, and the estimated time of death was more than a week, and some of the bodies had begun to decompose.

Judging from the shape of the corpses, all of these people were disemboweled, and their internal organs were hollowed out and buried. As for the identity of the deceased, it has not yet been investigated, but these people seem to have one thing in common.

That is, they are all obese men over the age of 60!