[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

Chapter 85

Hill shot, and while others were concentrating on his love story, the bullet shot out of the gun, and quickly melted into his flesh and blood, seeing Grexieun's chest melted with blood, and he didn't even have time to back off. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood choked out of the trachea, splashing out dazzling blood spray.

But all this is not the end, on the contrary, this is just the beginning.

Faced with Hill's crazy shooting, even if he wanted to avoid Claire's injury to Hannibal, he had to choose to fight back.He suspected that Hill had seen through his unwillingness to hurt Claire, so he used it as a bargaining chip and took Claire as a hostage.

He didn't know what the purpose of the clown's presence here was, but one thing Hannibal had already determined was that he would never cherish and value Claire as much as he did!

Hannibal stepped back, thanking the unfinished house for its many objects, and the two center columns that helped him dodge the shots from Hill.

Hannibal hid behind the wall in embarrassment, the pistol in his hand was loaded, he turned around and tried to aim at Hill!

At the same time, Reid rolled back before the flames of war spread towards him, and retreated to the corner near the elevator. Behind him, there were continuous gunshots.

He heard JJ ask, "Are you okay, Rhett?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

Immediately, he heard Hu Qi issue an order: "Prepare to break through. Team A is surrounded by emergency passages upwards. Team B takes the elevator to provide support. The snipers on the opposite floor are ready. Arrange two helicopters to prepare for air control. At the same time, the hostage replacement operation is cancelled. Red stays put. The medical team stays put!"

Hu Qi was extremely decisive, and his order was clear: "Priority arrests fugitives Hannibal Lecter and the clown, and if there is any resistance...snipe immediately."

Before Reid could speak, Hill held Claire back quickly, and he retreated to the elevator entrance!

"Let them go down!" Hill pointed the gun at Rhett, and the scene was silent for a moment. Rhett raised his hand in panic to signal his harmlessness, but this did not satisfy Hill, and Hill's left shoulder was bleeding. , His hidden abdominal wound still failed to stop the bleeding, the situation was extremely dangerous for him, and he couldn't even guarantee that if Claire resisted and escaped, whether he would be able to subdue her and take her away smoothly.

And Hannibal...

Hill nervously turned his head and looked behind him. He believed that Hannibal's current condition was not much better than his. He had at least two bullets that hit Hannibal!After all, unlike Hannibal, he is not restrained, and he is also cautious about Claire's existence.

[Boom! ] He shot the gun into the floor in front of Red, and the dust kicked up Red had to take a step back, this wasn't a drill!He really might die!

Immediately, Reid heard Hu Qi's voice coming from the earphones, and he ordered: "Squads A and B suspend their operations and wait for orders. The task of the snipers remains the same, and the air crew is ready to—"

But at least it gave Hill a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, and he began to regret involving the police—but damn, who knew Hannibal Lecter would intrude on his plans!As the biggest variable, this person completely disrupted his rhythm!

Hill shook his head, dazed from blood loss.This long-lost feeling of being at the end of the road could not bring him excitement and excitement.

How could he regret his decision?This is really an incredible thing!

Hill thought so, and glanced at Claire in front of him.His lover (once) bowed his head silently, without any sense of resistance, as if waiting for him to fall.

He took a deep breath silently, unwilling to admit that he couldn't shake Claire's emotions.He shook his head again, as if he wanted to shake off his dizziness as well.

And before Hannibal came after him, he had to get out of here!

Hill shook the gun in his hand and ordered to Rhett: "Now stand up and walk to the stairs for me."

Reid glanced at Claire who was being held hostage, and then walked obediently to the stairs.He trusted his friend, believed that everyone in BAU would definitely arrest Hill, believed that he and Claire would definitely get through this difficult time, and if Claire was not too calm, he would even try to appease Claire.

Then he saw Hannibal appearing more than ten meters away from them. The doctor looked calm and shot Rhett's calf under the premise that Hill was standing in a blind spot.

He saw through Hill's intentions, and knew that the other party hoped that after rushing out of the building, they could only sit back and watch him escape by threatening the police with Reid.

Of course Hannibal could choose to kill Rhett, but he couldn't. To a certain extent, Rhett was also his life force, so he had to take a step back and choose to create more obstacles for Hill, who was already difficult to move. .

Rhett uttered a cry of pain, and staggered to the ground in extreme pain. At the same time, Hill quickly turned around and shot towards Hannibal's position!

And he didn't even have time to check if he had shot Hannibal, so he dragged Rhett, who was lying on the ground, into the stairs.

Claire glanced at Hill and Rhett who was staggering, and couldn't even tell what she wanted in her heart, so she supported Rhett who was about to fall with complicated emotions: she took Rhett downstairs, and they walked slowly. He walked in front of Hill so that he could threaten the two with guns from behind.

This seemed to be a well-intentioned support, but probably only Claire knew exactly who she was trying to help.

"Hurry up, Claire, you know I won't give you a chance to escape!" Hill warned, but his tone was relaxed.He has already started to prepare for the worst, but he has not yet decided how to treat Claire in the worst outcome.

Claire looked back at him, and then her eyelids drooped quickly: "You're bleeding too much, maybe you should think more about how to stop the bleeding..."

"Are you concerned about me?" Hill asked enthusiastically, and Claire noticed that Rhett looked at her hesitantly, as if he believed that she was pretending to be false, which made Claire feel extremely frustrated.She had to reflect on whether she had done something wrong.

And no one expected that Hill would be the first person to go wrong.

Claire didn't even have time to react, she heard a "boom", and when she turned her head, she saw Hill fell to the ground, the heavy coat on his body was loosened at this moment, revealing the shirt on his abdomen that was stained red with blood.

Claire let out a curse, this idiot...why show up here since he was already injured?Is he really desperate? !

She hugged Hill, but his forehead was full of cold sweat, but it was hot, which was probably caused by the inflammation caused by the wound.

Reid has already touched the gun that Hill left on the stairs for the first time.Even with little actual combat experience, the vigilance that an FBI agent should have is still there.Reid dragged his injured leg and moved to Claire's side, pointing the pistol at Hill who fell on the ground, he looked at Claire: "We'd better leave now, once we get out of danger, the police will take action soon, you don't need to be afraid , now the clown is no longer a big threat."

Reid pursed his lips: "After they are arrested, there will be medical staff treating them—"

Hill raised his eyelids, he passed Rhett, his emerald eyes looked up at Claire, his expression was peaceful and silent, as if he was waiting for Claire to pronounce his sentence on him.

Claire nodded: "You're right." As she spoke, she stood up and reached out to support Rhett, who was unstable.But when the other party approached her trustingly, Claire quickly pulled the gun from Reid's hand, and aimed the gun at the young detective, with a calm and almost indifferent expression as always.

She ripped off the earphones embedded in Red's ears and crushed them: "But unfortunately, I don't intend to hand him over to the police."

Claire didn't notice that when she said that, Hill, who fell on the ground, opened his eyes wide.The dim eyes were ignited by her words, and his face was full of disbelief!

But Claire didn't give the two men present more time to react, she quickly took over Hill on the ground, then took out the bullets from the man's coat pocket, and installed them one by one.After replenishing the ammunition, Claire looked at Rhett apologetically.

"I can't help you anymore, you need to go by yourself."

"Do you know what you're doing?" Rhett couldn't hide his incredulity!He couldn't understand why Claire would make such a choice to help the clown?A heinous criminal? !

Claire nodded: "Yes, I know what I'm doing."

"Then why do you still do this?" Reid's question was also puzzled by Hill. He turned his head and secretly looked at the expression on Claire's face, and even held his breath quietly.

Claire shook her head: "Just pretend... I owe him." Claire lowered her head, she didn't know, she just wanted to try to stay by Hill's side.

Reid's eyes were complicated, with loss and disappointment.He turned around staggeringly, and he no longer relied on Claire to move forward alone.

And Hill?He whispered after silence: "You don't owe me anything."

He said: "You don't owe me anything. All my choices are my own choices, and all of this has nothing to do with you..."

Claire didn't respond.She hugged Hill closer to prevent him from slipping due to loss of strength.

"Claire, what are you doing?" It was Hannibal, and he came after him!

Claire turned her head quickly, and by the way blocked Hill who might confront Hannibal head-on.She raised her head and stared at the man on the stairs, who was as embarrassed as Hill.

Claire couldn't even be sure how many injuries he had suffered, but the pale face indicated that he was also facing dizziness from excessive blood loss.

Hannibal repeated again: "Claire, what are you doing?"

"I'm... saving Hill."

"No, you don't know what you're doing at all!" Hannibal's expression showed anger, he couldn't help taking a step closer to Claire, he even wanted to shake her shoulders to wake her unconscious mind stand up.

But Claire pointed the gun at him, saying: "I'm sorry."

Hannibal suddenly became dazed: "You, no, you don't know what you're doing, Misha." He called out the name that belonged to his sister that he always wanted to call: "You shouldn't have this kind of life, you You will be wanted, caught, and locked in prison... This should not be your life..."

Hannibal looked extremely desperate: "The bad guys just let me do it, okay..." He took a step closer tentatively: "You shouldn't be entangled with a lunatic like a clown—"

"Hehe, but it doesn't seem like a good idea to go away with Dr. Rector," Hill sarcastically said.

"Shut up!" Hannibal made no secret of his dislike and hatred for Hill!

Claire shook her head: "I, forgive you for everything you have done to me..."

"Brother." She called out, noticing Hannibal's shaken eyes and Hill's understanding after being surprised.

Claire said, "As long as you let us go."

The gun in her elder brother's hand was clenched tightly, but halfway through it, his arm dropped as if it was extremely heavy.Hannibal turned around, he concealed his expression, but he couldn't hide his sigh: "You go."

Claire pursed her lips, then gestured to Rhett, and the three stepped up the stairs again.

The 12 floors of stairs seem far away as if they will never reach the end, and the near ones seem to be just a moment.Hill leaned on Claire quietly, his eyes were glued to her face, and the emotion flowing in those green eyes made Claire not even have the courage to look at her.

She breathed lightly, as if they were back in their teenage years, when Hill was just a curmudgeonly pretty boy who always drew the resentment and envy of the other kids on the block.At that time, she always found Zi Ah Hill after he was injured, and then helped him go home.

Once the dusty memory is opened, it seems that the black box that dusts it can never be closed again.If the situation at this time was not too critical, Claire was almost crushed by the huge gap between reality and memories.

She sniffed: "If we can leave, can you...can you change for me?"

"Changing what? To be a good person?" Hill laughed at Claire's innocence.

"Anything is fine, I don't want to see you kill someone."

"Then I won't let you see it."

Claire lowered her head: "You, can't you not kill people?"

"But a clown who doesn't kill people will be killed~" Hill shook his head, stroked Claire's hair, and seemed to realize the innocence of his lover for the first time.

Claire was speechless for a moment.

She didn't give up: "You can have plastic surgery, yes, plastic surgery. We will be normal people. You are just a poor man with a bruise on his face, and we... we will live in a small, unremarkable city. Maybe it's not so thrilling...but we, I will be by your side..." She didn't realize that she was crying, and even Claire knew that the future she said was impossible.

The whole world is waiting to bring the clown to justice, which belongs to the police and represents the dignity of justice.A murderer who is always at large will only bring uneasiness to the whole world.It will only shake people's trust in the police.

No one will allow them to have a chance to reform, to be exact, Hill has no chance.

A clown will always be a clown, even if he has a part of Hill, he can't change the crimes he committed, and he can't change the blood on his hands.

Hill gently wiped the tears off Claire's face.He stared at the tears of time with tenderness and exhaustion in his expression.

At this moment, he finally calmed down and finally untied the knot in his heart towards Claire, and he forgave her in his heart.

It was like understanding the incompatibility between his lover Sophie Roy and Hill many years ago.

At least, she was really willing to compromise for him.She fantasized about her future with him.She loves him. (Hill finally realized this.)

It's just that he also realized that the two of them were too different.If it had been earlier, some years earlier, they would have had a chance to get the ending that Claire said, but now...it is already too late.

Whether it is Claire or Hill, they are both standing on two trains leading to different futures. Even if the tracks are close, they are two completely different ways out.He clearly saw this point clearly, but it was rare that the resentment, dissatisfaction, hatred and sadness that had burned him for many years in his heart seemed to be healed.

This Gotham lunatic who makes everyone feel terrible and fearful is actually equally simple and innocent.

Hill smiled.Then he made up his mind.

When the exit of the stairs was revealed, Claire grabbed Rhett walking in front of her in the palm of her hand immediately, and she raised her voice: "Stay back! If you still want Spencer Red to live, put a car full of The oiled police car is parked at the exit!"

Hill stared at her lover and listened to her request for the next series of things. Her threats were so naive that she didn't even have time to think about a more comprehensive plan.But there is no doubt that this is indeed Hill's last life.

Then he couldn't help kissing Claire's face. Under the surprised expression of the other party, Hill barely supported his weak body: "Yes, if you don't agree to my conditions, then whether it is Claire Vido or Span Cyrid, you're all going to get their corpses!"

He pretended to be innocent: "Before I decide to kill someone, hurry up!"

Claire looked surprised, and Hill nodded to her: "Remember, you are a hostage, and everything you do is forced by me."

Then, Hill pulled Claire and Rhett and rushed to the car with the door wide open.

In those few minutes, many, many memories flashed through Hill's mind.The crimes he committed, the bombs he lit up the night, the countless howls he caused in Gotham, and his series of actions against Batman.

However, those memories flashed by, and finally stayed in Hill's mind, recalled repeatedly by him, missing many young pasts.His dilapidated home, his beating stepfather and useless mother.

He has a little pet named GAGA, that poor little thing, the only food he has eaten in his life is a little cockroach whose wings have been torn off.

Their leaky roofs and sunken attics, where you can watch the sun rise and set, are one of the few beauties in slum life.

and his lover.

Hill smiled, and then he turned suddenly in the hail of bullets, and took Claire into his arms.

"Are you crazy," we're running!Claire was anxious and uneasy, and then she watched Hill and frowned at her: "Fool, do you really think you can escape?"

[We can't escape. ] Hill's eyes said so.His eyes seemed to be looking at an innocent child, with tolerance and love.

"But you can escape."

Hill smiled, and suddenly pressed Claire's hand that was holding the trigger. The gun body vibrated due to the back force, and the dull pain in the tiger's mouth reminded Claire that all this was not a dream!She stared blankly at Hill's chest. At that position, the glaring blood stained her chest instantly...

...She, killed Hill?

The gun in Claire's hand fell to the ground, and the police finally stopped shooting as they brushed past the car and couldn't land on them.

And Hill...he fell to the ground.

He smiled: "Be a good woman." Everything is as you wish.

A system that hadn’t appeared for a long time finally appeared, and its voice was extremely ear-piercing: “The evil of Gotham is destroyed! The clown is dead! Bonus points are 80%! Since reaching 100% energy will not count cumulatively, congratulations to the host for finally being able to change his past! To prevent the human centipede case from happening to you..."

The BAU team was busy directing the police to break through the building behind her and arrest Lycott Hannibal.

The police quickly approached and rescued Reid, who had fallen to the ground due to a leg injury. He was helped up, and when he left, he looked at Claire with complicated eyes, but in the end it did not expose the fact that she was actually in league with the clown.

This……

Not the ending she wanted...

The author has something to say: divide it into two chapters to scare you (hehehe)