[Zhongyingmei] Convict you

"Loin, with Cumberland sauce made from fruit." Hannibal said as he placed the plate on the table. He sat at the main seat and poured the red wine Ryan brought for the two of them. In the goblet, "Thanks Ryan for your generosity."

Hearing this sentence, Ryan smiled slightly. He raised his wine glass, watched Hannibal sniff the mellow aroma inside, and said, "Toast to the food."

This kind of meat processed by Ryan made Hannibal feel a different taste. He raised his eyes and glanced at Ryan, but Ryan swallowed the food as usual.

This cooking method allowed Ryan to taste the taste left by his father, a disgusting taste.

The nausea in his throat couldn't be suppressed, but Ryan didn't want to show his slightly embarrassed side in front of others, so he finished eating the delicious food in front of him.

"It's delicious." Will praised, he wiped his lips with a tablecloth, and said sincerely.

"Indeed, I have never tasted such a unique delicacy." Hannibal said with a smile, "It seems that asking Ryan to help is the right choice. Did your father teach you these things?"

"Yes." Ryan showed a fake smile, "My father is not only a hunter, but also a gourmet, who likes to delve into various cooking methods. I think, at this point, he and Hannibal should be able to reach a consensus."

Ryan's expression was a little strange, which made Hannibal wonder if he had revealed his flaws.Before Ryan threatened him, Hannibal moved the knife and fork slowly and elegantly put the food on the plate into his mouth, and he would treat him well.

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When Will faced the kid who raised the gun, he didn't feel panic, but a sense of relief.

lost child.Like Abigail, they forgot their sense of parenthood and were manipulated by a manipulator to create a new family and then kill their real mother with their own hands.

The "mother" was sniped and fell in a pool of blood. Will stepped forward and looked down at the trembling body of the "mother", his heart was at peace.But obviously, such a family reminded him of himself.

Vermont, Bennington Mental Hospital.

Lane met a man here, Spencer Reed.

The two of them were sitting on a wooden chair in the yard, and Ryan noticed a woman that Rhett had taken care of before.She was sitting on a chair by the window watching them quietly.

"She's my mother." Reid said proactively, he didn't want to hear the results of Ryan's random guesses.

"I know." Ryan smiled clearly, "It's a pleasure to meet you again."

Rhett pursed his lips, then nodded, he looked very reserved, after all, in his opinion, he was not familiar with Ryan.

"What are you doing here?" Rhett asked. After all, no normal person would want to come to this place.

"Just like you." Ryan said, making a humorous expression, trying to relax the atmosphere, "I rarely see you laugh, is it because of defensiveness or something?"

You must know that a genius with low EQ like Rhett has always had a hard time socializing well.

"People who smile less often are mostly due to iron deficiency, which leads to a decrease in hemoglobin content, and a corresponding decrease in iron content in muscle tissue. But this is not the case for me." Reid curled the corners of his mouth as he spoke, as if to prove something What, revealed a shallow smile.

"When you said that, I should have suggested that you eat more spinach." Ryan smiled, and Rhett smiled a little shyly when he heard this.

"I'm learning about a case recently." Ryan suddenly changed the subject, "About the family. This makes me a little at a loss."

Ryan shrugged helplessly and said, "I think you can give me some answers."

With Rhett's approval, Lane continued: "It's about family...a woman, and she wants to start a new family, so she takes in the runaway kids. Of course, it would have been a good thing." Things, I have always thought so, but after some things happened, it became bad. The woman manipulated these children, asking them to return to their original families and kill their real relatives. But it is obvious that the fact is that this The greatest thing in the world is maternal love, their mother forgave them before she died."

"Motherly love." Rhett added, "Twisted maternal love." Saying so, he looked at his mother.

"That's right." Ryan sighed, "I always think they should resist, or leave early."

"Stockholm Syndrome," Rhett explained, "passivity towards a new owner, when one forms a bond with one's captor to survive, and if one does not, one is eaten for breakfast."

Rarely, Rhett uses a lovely metaphor.

"This case is BSU's case."

Reid looked at Ryan, "Crawford has hired a special agent who has the ability to empathize with criminals."

"Yes." Ryan shrugged, "His name is Will Graham, a very incredible person, Ithinkheiscute."

Rhett nodded: "I've heard about his experience in solving crimes."

"Family, it's always so incredible, right? For example, your mother, even now, she still loves you, doesn't she?" Ryan suddenly changed the subject, he didn't want to talk to Rhett anymore. Talking about Will, you must know that Rhett is a good player in psychological profiling.

Reid's lips were a little dry, he opened his mouth, and then said: "There is an 80.00% chance of mental illness being hereditary."

Ryan knew what Rhett was worried about, but he didn't say anything, and some things needed to be figured out by himself.Whether to worry about the future all the time, or to live every day in the present.

"*When you come home, they're whispering cheerfully, and there's Christmas cheer in the air.*" Ryan said inexplicably.

"Merry Christmas, Christmas hasn't come yet." Rhett was puzzled.

"I know." Ryan smiled, "But Christmas is a time for family reunions. I think this is the best opportunity to express our feelings."

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"It's so sad to see a smart girl like Abigail out of touch with society." Ryan said with a frown, his green eyes looking at Hannibal worriedly, "She is really too dependent on her parents gone."

"It's incredible, you and Alana Bloom share the same views." Hannibal admired, his eyes showed a different kind of brilliance, Abigail has a high talent in psychology, and it is obvious that Ryan is also .

"This means, maybe I should also be a psychiatrist?" Ryan laughed at himself. He couldn't even control his own psychology, so how could he enlighten others?Of course, the psychiatrist in front of him was not included.

Noticing that Ryan was in a bad mood, Hannibal took the initiative to change the subject: "Let's talk about your mother."

"I thought you would be more interested in my father." Ryan tilted his head a little puzzled.

Hannibal smiled and said, "You always act like you have a strong bond with your father, but in fact, your mother is the one you really love."

Undeniably, Hannibal was right, and Ryan was a little speechless: "This topic is like low-hanging fruit [easy to get information], isn't it?"

"I think this fruit must be hanging high." Hannibal understood that Ryan wanted to avoid talking about this topic, "Just like your mother, but you are expressing guilt to her, why?"

Ryan licked his dry lips, Hannibal's aggressiveness made him a little overwhelmed, and he asked, "What about your mother?"

Rarely, Hannibal answered his question: "My parents died when I was very young, so I don't have a clear impression of my mother. As we all know, I am an orphan. I was 16 years old. Adopted by Uncle Robust."

"It's very similar," Ryan commented. "You, me, Will, even Abigail, all have something in common, a lot of connection. But unlike you, after I was 13 years old, I Stayed at my aunt's house and she raised me until I was _adult."

Speaking, Ryan showed a standard smile.Hannibal narrowed his eyes and said, "Your aunt must be a very serious person, and she is very impressed with your etiquette."

"Yes." Ryan looked a little embarrassed. "Compared to my aunt, my etiquette can only be regarded as thorns on the rose. But in fact, I rarely saw my aunt before I was 13 because she hated us. The family, of course, is mainly because of my father. A aunt who pursues perfection, she will never look up to my father who likes to hunt in the mountains. So, when I became an orphan, she would come to raise me, making me feel Very unbelievable."

"Orphan." Hannibal grasped the key words in Ryan's words, "When did your mother die?"

"Earlier. Before my father died." Ryan showed sadness, and he could hardly bear the emotions he was about to burst out.Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he avoids talking about his mother.

"Why are you angry?"

"It has something to do with my father." Ryan said blankly, "You know, mydoctor, he can't be called a very good father."

"He killed your mother?" Hannibal felt that he was getting closer to the truth step by step, and he seemed a little persecuted.

Ryan felt oppressed, he stopped looking Hannibal in the eye, and said, "I don't want to talk about this. Change the subject, talk about something else, anything."

This was a kind of concession and a sign of weakness, but Hannibal still didn't seem so satisfied. He sat comfortably on the sofa, glanced up and down at Ryan, and said, "Do you need some psilocybin?"

"Psychedelic-magic-mushroom?" Ryan narrowed his eyes as if to observe whether Hannibal was joking, and after confirming that he was serious, Ryan's emotions became a little intense, "You tried to make me talk to Abigail Same, immersed in that vain fantasy?"

"Of course not." Hannibal said, "I'm just your guide, and some psychiatrists believe that the abnormal state of the mind can be used to awaken people's traumatic memories, and positive associations are very effective in clearing them. But what makes me curious is that you and Abigail maintain such a deep connection."

"Of course." Lane's smile confused Hannibal. "I'm the one who connects with her the most here."

"You see yourself as her brother, a protector."

"Aren't you?" Ryan asked rhetorically, "We're all the same, aren't we?"

The author has something to say:

family view.

In fact, this case really made a deep impression on me.

Incredible_(:з」∠)_

*This song appeared in "Hannibal", but I couldn't find its name, so I thought it was about Christmas anyway, so it should be called "Merry Christmas", it should be very appropriate... Bar?