"What is written on the compass?" Old Joy asked.

Ziliang turned the notebook over and faced Old Joey.

"A bucket-shaped feed trough?" Old Joey also frowned a little puzzled.

"No, it's a teacup." Ziliang corrected lightly, he was very pleased, at least Old Joy recognized that it was a barrel.

"Oh! But...... Aren't all the fragments of sin living objects? Old Joy was not embarrassed at all and continued to ask.

Ziliang nodded.

Yes, the "shards of sin" scattered in various planes have one thing in common, that is, they are all individuals with thinking, and if you let a pistol collapse more people, it is still a pistol, so only a life with cognitive thinking can nourish sin.

"So it's not the fragment itself, it's a clue from the compass, a direction to think." Ziliang said as if talking to himself.

Old Joey nodded, anyway, whether he understood it or not, just nodded.

However, why does this compass give such an abstract pattern, and has it not yet merged with this plane?

No, in that case, it shouldn't have blindly thrown out an ambiguous answer, so it could only feel that it couldn't find the shard of sin itself!

So...... Is the other party hiding too deeply, or is there something affecting its perception.

Ziliang just took a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the pattern of the teacup and hesitating......

After a while......

"I want to go out for a walk!" He said suddenly...... Then he took a deep puff of his cigarette and threw the butt of his cigarette into the ashtray made of folded paper shells

This sentence startled old Joey, and even Harry in the nurse's office opposite. Quinn couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. According to their understanding of Ziliang, he should be so lazy that he doesn't even want to go to the toilet to.

"You're going to ...... Going for a walk? Old Joey said dumbfoundedly, and then quickly came back to his senses, as if he was going to go out with Ziliang.

And Harry. Quinn also looked at Ziliang, and his eyes seemed to say, "Do you need help?" ”

However, Ziliang shook his head: "Don't be nervous, I'm just going to take a walk." ”

"But...... Isn't it dangerous? Old Joy said that he knew how badly Ziliang had been hit in the last war with the "Great Cosmic Consciousness", and now, he was so weak that a bullet could kill him.

"Don't worry." Ziliang said with an indifferent face: "In this plane, danger should not only come from the 'body'. ”

With that, he confirmed that the 'compass' and 'cigarette' were in his pocket, and walked out of the hospital gate.

......

......

This is a teacup, very similar to the one that appeared in Ziliang's notebook a few days ago.

It's just that the current teacup is not outlined by the lines, it really exists, the mouth of the cup is a little shallow, it is porcelain, very fragile, and the elegant pattern is destined to be used only to entertain VIPs.

At this moment, this teacup is placed on a coffee table, in the sofa next to the coffee table...... Sitting Will.

It was a classical room, with a large hall surrounded by heavy furniture and delicate bronze figurines, the upper floor covered with bookshelves, the armrests were pine and polished brightly, and the midday sun shone through the window and shone on the carpet, and there was no dust to be seen.

Will felt that even if he gave himself twice the money, he would not be able to decorate such a tasteful study, which required the owner of the room to have a deep knowledge of aesthetics and a heart that was almost demanding on the details of life.

"Dreaming again?" A male voice came, accompanied by soft music, and there seemed to be a little tenderness in his deep voice.

Will looked at the couch directly across from him and nodded...... Right there, sat a man about 40 years old - Hannibal.

He leaned back on the sofa, his legs naturally together, his ten fingers habitually crossed, and he was wearing a high-quality black tweed suit, revealing an intoxicating elegance...... and a feeling of suffocation!

"Just a few days ago, the fraudster couple who had been hiding for three years were found, but it wasn't hiding at all, because they had been living in the city, right under our noses." Will said.

"This is normal, when the human brain processes information, it will always selectively pick those things that are far away from themselves, or relatively complex, whether it is sight, memory, or self-identity, this is a mistake that everyone will make, you don't have to blame yourself." Hannibal whispered, all the while he watched Will, apparently he knew that Will had something to come.

Sure enough, Will buried his face between his hands: "However, when they were found, they were already dead...... I know where their bodies went, but I can't believe it———" Speaking of this, Will seemed a little angry: "They were chopped up and fed to the pigs!" ”

Hannibal was also inexplicably silent for a while...... "What are you angry about?" He asked, "Is it because you haven't found the murderer yet?" Or because of the murderer's cruel methods...... Still is...... Are you angry at the corpse being eaten? ”

Will didn't speak, his hands pressed tightly against his face and rubbed together as if to crush his expression.

"I'm your psychiatrist. So, speak up...... If there is only one person in this world that you can confide in...... Then it's just me! Hannibal still said lightly...... His tone was light, like an illusion.

......

Suddenly!

A hand on Will's shoulder!

Will's body shuddered violently, and he looked up to see Inspector Jack walking by!

"I went to your house and found that you weren't at home, so I knew you must be here again!" Jack said earnestly...... Then sat down on the couch opposite Will!

Will was stunned, because just a second ago, Hannibal was still sitting on this couch......

Only then did he suddenly come back to his senses, there was no Hannibal here, the chair had always been empty, and the place where he was not a simple and elegant study...... It was just a ruin after a fire, and the smoke and dust drifted into the air, and the ruins seemed to Han to see the unburned sparks......

Oh, yes...... Hannibal had been arrested half a year earlier, he was a murderer, an ogre with no humanity.

Now he has been convicted and will be executed next month.

And the one who caught him...... It's yourself!