[Comprehensive] I came out of the infinite world and decided to go on vacation

"Yes, yes. I know exactly what I'm talking about." Jiang Yuenian raised his hands, signaling that he was harmless.

Jack will not put down the gun because of his actions. You must know that Jiang Yuenian is his most promising FBI student in this issue. This optimistic not only refers to his keen insight into the case, but also refers to the perfect score in the physical fitness test among his students. grades.

The two people seem to be holding the other hostage, and they are both in a stalemate.

Brian in the factory walked out and saw this weird scene, his head twitched, and he was stunned, "Boss? Jiang? What are you doing?"

"Go away." The two turned their heads in unison.

"Get out of here," Jack said.

"It's none of your business," Jiang Yuenian said.

"Okay, okay, you guys continue." Brian, who was blatantly disgusted, walked away angrily.

"Tell me the reason." Watching Brian leave, Jack turned around and asked.

"I was acting in self-defense," Jiang Yuenian said. "As soon as I entered the shipyard, he suddenly attacked me. He had a knife in his hand. The situation was urgent."

"You can have other means." Jack's muzzle moved down slightly.

"For example?" Jiang Yuenian shrugged, "He sneaked up on me from behind. At that time, I was only carrying a gun. How do you want me to fight back? Do you want to take the sword with bare hands?"

Jack's shoulders relaxed, but he still held his gun, "I know you have this ability, you can arrest him without killing him."

"Well, you're right, I can." Jiang Yuenian shrugged.

"Hey, I had to come over to remind you!" Brian suddenly poked his head out of the door, "I just got a call from a colleague who went to Tobias Bach's house to investigate." He shook his phone, "I I really didn't intend to interrupt your serious conversation, this matter is really important!"

"Say it!" Jack suppressed his anger.

Brian put away his smile, "Tobias is the owner of a piano store, and we found a lot of strings in the basement of his store."

"So?" No matter Jack suppressed his anger now, Jiang Yuenian was also a little impatient.

"Don't be angry, this has to be told step by step. Do you know what the earliest strings were made of? Ah, you don't need to answer, I say it myself! It's cat intestines. Our Tobias is obviously vintage Christians, so..."

"So he's a cat sadist?" Jack interrupted.

"No, he went too far, he used human intestines. There are piles of corpses in his basement, that's all I want to say, boss, you have to send another group of people there to investigate the scene." Brian finished. , ran away quickly, "But don't send me there! I still want to have lunch!"

Jack and Jiang Yuenian continued their conversation.

"What did we just say?"

"But something happened that made you make another choice. Can I suspect that you were irritated by him at that time?" Jack followed the temptation, this is the old routine of negotiators, Jiang Yuenian naturally understands it, and his purpose is also Therefore, he followed Jack's words to answer.

"You just found a stranger's hair." Jiang Yuenian put his hand down, and pointed to Beverly, whose back was facing them, "Long, black, with curly ends, a woman's hair."

"Yes, you know who she is." Jack said affirmatively, and he finally put the penis down, but still held it in his hand.

"Yes, I know." Jiang Yuenian nodded, pretending not to see the half figure behind the corner, "Let's talk in the car."

"Her name is Evelyn Auer. My friend." Jiang Yuenian sat in the co-pilot, looking ahead, "A very beautiful and lovely woman. Apart from my friend status, if you investigate further, you will find her Also Dr. Hannibal Lecter's assistant."

"So she?" Jack didn't hear what he wanted to hear.

Jiang Yue glanced at him from the corner of his eye, knowing what he was thinking, he sneered, "She didn't kill anyone, and I don't want to take the blame for her. In fact, she is the only person here who shouldn't die."

"She's dead? Where's the body? Did Tobias kill it?" Jack's frown was like a ravine.

"Dead, buried, no." Jiang Yuenian sighed, "I know you want to ask me why I destroyed the evidence. In fact, there is no need to investigate the scene. I can definitely tell you who the murderer is."

The muscles in Jack's cheeks bulged, and his eyes were like two searchlights, "Who is it?"

"Chesapeake Ripper." Jiang Yuenian spat out these words, no doubt, he himself hated saying these words with his own voice. "Evelyn's tongue is gone, that's right, I know what you speculated before, the Chesapeake Ripper was not a greedy and money-hungry organ stealer, you should trust Will's judgment, he never makes mistakes, yes Yeah, he's just a pica pervert, just as you think."

Jiang Yuenian frowned, and Jack could easily see his extreme distaste for cannibalism, his throat throbbed, "You have a suspect in your mind."

"A man with surgical experience, male, thoughtful, cruel, likes to take away human organs to eat. I don't know if you have noticed that he has a desire to display, as if those corpses are works of art created by him, I Reason to believe: If he wanted to, he could have kept us from finding any dead bodies. But he did, proving that he is an extremely confident psychopath who has the ability to be confident. Furthermore, his achievements are like trophies. He will not cook at will, but like tasting a delicious meal, he is a person with a sense of ritual, and he is willing to share his achievements with everyone."

"What do you mean?" Jack understood, his black face was emitting a strange green light, but he still wanted to ask, because people always don't cry when they don't see the coffin.

"I mean, he is good at cooking, and he likes to share it with everyone. So, you should know who I suspect, right?" Jiang Yuenian curled his lips and smiled slowly.

Jack's face was as black as an inkwell, he felt unhappy, but still managed to suppress the ink that was about to pour out.

"Are you talking about...Hannibal?"

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Will stands in Hannibal's office.

Everything here is the embodiment of Hannibal's elegant taste. The dark Sri Lankan ebony floor, the black desk is placed in the center of the room, and a few pens and notebooks are simply placed on it. The decoration is simple, but not crude. The rest of the place is filled with paintings, and the second floor is filled with books, which can be said to be a paradise for book lovers.

Hannibal was always so sweet when he went to the kitchen to prepare refreshments for Will.

Will's seat is on the recliner in front of the desk. The light gray cushion makes people feel relaxed and comfortable. The whole space reveals Hannibal's exquisiteness and knowledge, and at the same time, it can be seen that the psychiatrist takes care of the patient's psychology. .

Will used to lie here with his eyes closed and meditate, or climb up the ladder to read those obscure books, waiting for Hannibal to arrive, but he didn't do this today, or it was impossible for him to do it in the past Things to do - He walked over to Hannibal's desk and looked at the black leather notepad.

He had seen this book a few days ago. At that time, he was trapped by reality and illusion, repeated memory loss, and dreams reappeared. He suspected that something was wrong with him, so he found Hannibal for a simple psychological evaluation.This test is very simple, CDT, which is what we often call the clock drawing test.At that time, Hannibal told him that there was nothing wrong with that clock, and he didn't notice it himself, but he remembered Jiang Yuenian's request——

"If you really have a psychological problem, who will find out? As your psychiatrist, Hannibal is a recognized authority. His words are equivalent to directly defining your situation. Now your abnormal situation You must be aware of it yourself, why is Hannibal indifferent?"

"Will, I know that pure suspicion is unfounded, but Hannibal also has surgical experience, and the patients he treated after he became a psychiatrist showed symptoms to varying degrees after being transferred to other doctors or after a few years of recovery. Is this also accidental? Well, if you think this is a small probability event, then tell me, Evelyn’s death, what did you feel from her body? Do you still remember your judgment? Chesapi Why did the Ripper take the organs?"

"If you can't judge by yourself, then leave it to a professional to do it. Go and see the psychological test you have done, whether it is a drawing or a scale, take a picture, send it to me or let Dr. Alena see it, May I?"

Will stood in front of the table in embarrassment, he hesitated, raised his head from time to time to look in the direction of the kitchen, the black notebook was like a cat in a box, the one kept by Schrödinger, before opening, everything in it was It's a mystery.

He heard the clink of crockery in the kitchen, the sound of water, the muffled sound of sugar cubes sinking into the tea.He had a gut feeling that Hannibal was about to prepare tea, and there was no time to hesitate any longer.

Will felt sorry for his mistrust of Hannibal, and was willing to come back and apologize if it turned out to be nothing.He stretched out his hand and opened the book from the back to the front, without looking at the front content, the white pages flipped and slid to the familiar page - a perfect clock.He blinked, no matter how many times his eyelids went back and forth, the clock looked so normal to him, but he couldn't believe his brain anymore, he took out his phone, as if he heard Hannibal's footsteps approaching .

"Kacha——" the sound of the phone's camera was so loud, in this quiet room, it was like a broken mirror on the ground, which was particularly ear-piercing.

Will retracted the phone in a panic. His eyes were fixed on his hand, but his elbow hurriedly knocked off the Pelikan emerald green fountain pen on the table. Dotted with ink, Will slid his eyes along the track, following the toes of a pair of handmade black Oxford shoes.

It's Hannibal.

Hannibal put the tray sideways on the small coffee table beside him, bent down, pulled out the hidden blue handkerchief in the front pocket with one hand, spread it out, and picked up the pen with his hand, the charcoal black ink of the pen flowed outward along the golden nib Drip, wrapped up carefully by him.A few strands of dark blonde hair on his forehead fell down his cheeks, he narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips.

"Is there anything I can do for you, Will?"

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1. Clock drawing test: clock drawing test, usually used to detect cognitive impairment, I think Hannibal used it here to determine whether Will still has the orientation concept of space and time.

2. Weir's disease, I read that the subtitle group translated it as anti-N-methyl-D-aspartate receptor encephalitis, I did a little research, and there are many specific symptoms, and the ones that fit Weir's symptoms are: Decreased level of consciousness, amnesia, hallucinations, hyperthermia, spatial neglect, etc.

3. I still decided to post at zero o'clock. There are so few people who read it in the morning... I feel a little uncomfortable.

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