[Comprehensive British and American] After the Raiders

"Neil?"

"At this."

Daisy came out of the bathroom brushing her hair, followed Neil's echoing voice, and walked to the study room next door with warm lights.

"What are you looking at?"

She stood behind the office chair where Neil was sitting, leaned over and brushed the wet ends of her hair on the back of Neil's neck, and after getting a helpless expression from Neil, she chuckled and looked at the computer on the desk in front of Neil. Screen.

It was a few photos of very charming scenery, which looked like promotional photos for tourism advertisements.

Neil gently pulled Daisy's hand, making her sit sideways on his lap around the office chair, picked up the towel in her hand and wiped the beautiful long golden hair,

"We can actually hire an extra employee to run the clothing store, you don't need to walk around the clothing store all day."

This provoked Daisy's light, sweet laugh,

"Are you jealous that I didn't spend more time with you?"

She tilted her head and kissed Neil, as if trying to calm a fussy child.

"I like such a busy life. You know, I can't stay at home."

Daisy had said something similar when they were still dating, so before they opened the clothing store, they made plans for the future division of labor.

Seeing Neil sighing helplessly, she also hesitated whether she spent too little time with Neil, then her eyes fell on the computer screen, and said with a smile

"Are you making travel plans?"

Neil began to wipe Daisy's hair again,

"I think we should spend more time together after we get married," he kissed Daisy's smooth shoulder lightly, "and after what happened, I also hope you can have more time to rest."

"So, yes," he looked at the scene on the screen, "do you like this place?"

Between family and work, Daisy never hesitates to choose family,

"They look beautiful," she said with a happy smile, turning her head and kissing Neil. "Yes, I like it very much."

The photos that look like tourism promotions were carefully selected by Neil. It is a remote island without tourism development, and it is even more difficult to search for information on the island on the Internet. But it was very charming, and he believed that Daisy would like that place.

He was already prepared to move again, and he also hoped to convince Daisy within half a month of the tour.

After dealing with the affairs around me, it took a lot of time to send the completed milk to the Browns.

Daisy and Neal had lunch at home, and after lunch, they were ready to leave.

"Presidential candidate Edouard Mora was attacked today..."

The sound from the small TV hanging on the wall of the dining room attracted Daisy's attention, and the chaotic picture of Edward Mora being suddenly shot while speaking on the stage was playing on the TV.

This made her frown almost instantly,

"This is horrible," she said with a concerned look, "hope he's okay."

This concern continued until they set off, this time not to fly to New York, but to a small airport a little further in the other direction.

It was supposed to be a good ride, until they came across a broken-down car on the side of the road.

There were few people on this road, and Daisy couldn't bear to see the lonely figure leaning against the front of the car from a distance, and asked Neil to approach the car to ask if he needed help.

It was just a little effort, and Neil didn't object, but when he got closer and saw the face of the man who turned his head after hearing the voice, Neil couldn't help frowning.

It was a man who was not young, and there were traces of years on his face. He was well-dressed, elegant, and his hair was combed meticulously behind his head. He looked very attractive but not easy to get close to.

But the image that Neil immediately recalled from that face was that during those countless times of punishment, he was imprisoned in the bodies of those victims, feeling their pain, fear, hatred and pain in an extremely real and comprehensive way. despair.

Those feelings were too real, like shadows, they could easily affect Neil, who was still a rookie at that time.

He had never been so impressed by a face, and never had such strong negative emotions for a person.

So much so that when he found that man in reality and learned that it was his new target, he couldn't bear it for a long time, and couldn't help but retaliate to him in various ways that man had done to "him". .

"You killed the mission target."

At that time, the cold mechanical sound of the system woke Neil up, but he felt extraordinarily peaceful in his heart, and the negative emotions that had plagued him seemed to fade away. He just asked calmly,

"Can't I do that?"

"Yes, you can't."

Its voice is still like a machine without any ups and downs.

Before meeting Hannibal in the mission, Neil hadn't failed in the mission for a long time. He thought that before the mission restarted, he would be imprisoned in a strange body again and face Hannibal's picture again. Face.

It's just that the system seems to have lost interest in that kind of punishment.

So time went back again and the mission restarted.

The distance between Neil and the man has gradually narrowed, and both of them can clearly see each other's face. It is meaningless to continue driving away at this time.

"Do you need help?"

After the car stopped, Daisy greeted the man standing by the front of the car in a friendly manner.

The man gave Daisy a smile that was a pure muscle-pull, just like his first impression, elegant and casual.

"Thank you for your enthusiasm, ma'am." He said to Daisy with a smile, and then his eyes fell on Neil unhurriedly, "It seems that today is not too bad, it brought me a kind man Beautiful lady, and an old friend whom I haven't seen for a long time."

His smile seemed to deepen a little,

"I miss you terribly, Neil."

Neil's face also raised a faint smile with no emotions inside,

"What a coincidence, Hannibal."

Hannibal still remembers that time to this day, the first time he met Neil.

It was an ordinary day. He drove on the street, did not run through the traffic lights, and obeyed the traffic rules. However, even so, there was an accident. A pickup truck hit his car in the middle of the intersection.

His world was turned upside down in an instant, his eyes were blurred, and his tinnitus made him almost unable to hear any sounds clearly.

Then he felt two warm hands pulling him out of the car, a voice that was very close yet seemed to be far away was calling something to him, it took him a while to move his eyes slowly, looking from all around The crowd, to the drunk middle-aged driver getting out of the van, and finally the man who shook his hand.

It was a very young and handsome boy, and there was a very touching worry and concern on that immature face. They were pure and shocking, so that Hannibal was a little unsure that the throbbing in his heart was for this Dangerous car accident or the boy's pure eyes on him with all his heart.

The boy stayed by his side, talking to him with his lips parted and closing, and the hand that held him never let go until he was taken to the ambulance.

His brain suffered some concussions, but his body was not seriously injured.

During the time he was in the hospital, he saw the boy's photo and information in several emails in his mailbox.

So when he was discharged from the hospital the next day, he saw the boy again as he wished.

This time Hannibal had a more intuitive understanding of the boy. The boy was more pure than he had imagined, and he also had more compassion and a sense of justice. The immature face with almost all his thoughts written on it was almost like It's saying "Come and doodle on my life".

The boy's body has a particularly contagious light, his smile is as dazzling as the sun, his eyes are as blurred and deep as the starry sky, and like the starry sky, they seem to be able to contain everything.

Every word of his is sincere, he has very sincere feelings for everyone, and he never hesitates to pay his care and attention to others. It seems that there will never be lies and darkness in him. related stuff.

No one could resist his charm, and it was even more difficult for Hannibal to get away from the boy as he got along with him for more and more time.

That night, Hannibal received a call from the boy asking for leave.

The voice on the phone was vague and nasal, which made him unable to resist asking,

"what happened to you?"

"I seem to be sick."

The boy brought up the matter of asking for leave again, and didn't hang up until Hannibal gave permission.

He sat in the living room for a while, but after getting up, he went out and drove to the boy's address.

It was a simple apartment building. After Hannibal rang the doorbell, he waited a long time for the boy to answer the door.

He seemed surprised to see Hannibal, but he soon became groggy again, let Hannibal into the room, said a few words, and gradually fell asleep on the sofa.

Hannibal didn't mind either. He picked up the boy and put him on the bed in the small bedroom. After a brief physical cooling, he sat on the edge of the bed and carefully moved the boy's head to his lap.

The boy's extremely reassuring sleeping face made Hannibal smile. He was like an ignorant and innocent lamb, completely unresponsive to danger, and even fully dependent on uneasy and kind predators.

Hannibal gently stroked the boy's soft hair. As the time spent with the boy grew, the self-control he was proud of was already in jeopardy. He couldn't wait, couldn't wait to see the boy's innocence The light was dyed black, can't wait to see the boy who will rise from the darkness.

Only on that day can they stay in the same world, and only then can they be truly intimate.

But when he watched the boy walking towards him step by step with a calm smile, the boy suddenly woke up and ran away from him, and learned to hide cunningly.

Failure and giving up did not exist in Hannibal's dictionary, nor would he accept such a result.

But lo and behold, at last he found his little lamb that had grown cunning.

Hannibal bid them farewell, seemingly friendly, and Neil and Daisy continued on their way.

"He seems like a nice guy," Daisy said to Neal, "but you don't seem to like him very much."

Neil did not deny this, in order to let Daisy take the initiative to distance himself from that man, he did not conceal his estrangement from Hannibal at all.

It's just that he also knows that this "trouble" will not end here.

The author has something to say:

In the past, it was saved while coding~ Now there is no manuscript saved~ Cough~ At the speed of the nest, it can only be updated every other day~

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