[Zhongyingmei] Convict you

"It's becoming more and more difficult for me to see clearly." Will's eyelashes trembled, and he sat on the sofa, but it gave a feeling that he was curled up.Will's eyes looked at the floor blankly, "like a person sneaking in the dark."

"Jack Crawford once said that he would not force you." Hannibal looked at Will gently, no scars could be seen on his face, "but now he lets you indulge in fantasy and controls you , for his use, like a tool."

Hearing Hannibal's discordant words, Will just pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, then he looked Hannibal directly in the eyes and said, "You said I was the chinaware that Jack used to entertain high-class guests, but now I think I'm like a broken glass."

Hannibal smiled, his face was hidden in the shadows, and he said slowly in a deep voice: "Lian told me that he thinks you are an ordinary teacup, ordinary but exquisite."

"Then I have to thank him for looking at me like this." Will laughed at himself.

"Will." Hannibal's expression became very serious in an instant, and Will couldn't help frowning at this change of atmosphere, "You are a hot topic in the psychology circle now."

"AmI?" Will couldn't believe it.

"The unique combination of personality disorder and neurasthenia gives you the ability to perceive crime. Many psychologists try to find you and do some research."

"That's why I hate mental institutions," Will said, "because I'm afraid that if I go in, they won't let me out."

"What do you think of Ryan?" Hannibal asked, leaning back on the couch, fingers crossed in his lap.

Will tilted his head, as if avoiding it a little: "I thought he had nothing to do with this."

"Youkown, will, Ryan always seems too coincidental, doesn't he?" Hannibal tempted, and he remembered the sense of loss of control suppressed by Ryan at that time.

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After the kind neighbor left, Ryan continued to look at him with a smile, the blood from the corner of his mouth slowly oozing, Ryan stuck out his tongue and licked it into his mouth.

"You failed, Hannibal." Ryan declared his success, condescending like a king, "or since I knew you, you have failed. The identity of a psychiatrist is just a cover, and your heart radiates The thirst for blood gave me the creeps the first time we met, the Chesapeake Ripper, the Florentine Murderer, you're both, aren't you?"

Hannibal lay on the ground enduring the pain of his scalp being pulled, squinted his eyes and said, "What do you want to do, hand me over to Jack Crawford, and declare your intelligence to the police?"

Ryan shook his head with a smile. He released the hands that imprisoned Hannibal, threw the knife aside, and reached for a bottle on the cabinet.

"I won't hand you over, you know this, Hannibal." Ryan opened the cork, he shook the liquid inside, and showed a fake smile at Hannibal, "This is you I think you will like the things you once wanted me to take."

As he spoke, Ryan pinched Hannibal's nose forcefully, stuffed the bottle into Hannibal's mouth, and poured the medicine into it regardless of his struggle.

Psilocybin, commonly known as psychedelic mushrooms, is a drug that can cause hallucinations.

"Don't worry, I've controlled the dosage." Ryan threw the bottle aside, Hannibal coughed loudly under him, his vision began to blur, Ryan's voice seemed to come from afar, "What did you say? Altered states of the mind can be used to recall traumatic memories in people, and positive associations can help clear them."

"What is your traumatic memory? It makes me curious."

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Hearing Hannibal's words, Will thought of Ryan's inexplicable conversation at the beginning, and the deliberateness of entering and leaving his house many times later.

Thinking about it, Will looked directly into Hannibal's eyes, looked at Hannibal and said slowly: "You are always easy to associate with psychopaths, have you ever associated with Ryan?"

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Lane took Abigail out without the doctor's permission.

Ryan held Abigail's hand and walked in the forest. Abigail looked at the surrounding scenery and felt familiar in a trance. She felt the heat in Ryan's hand, tilted her head and asked, "Do you want to take me with you?" Where are you going?"

"A place that makes you feel relaxed." Ryan didn't look back, and walked straight forward, as if he had walked this distance countless times.

Abigail frowned and said, "You didn't say hello to my attending doctor, just sneaked me out like this. The FBI will look for you, and Dr. Bloom will sue you at Jack Crawford."

"Dear Abigail." Seemingly helpless, Ryan turned around and comforted, "Be happy and enjoy this rare vacation."

As she walked, Abigail noticed something was wrong. Although Ryan's comfort made her let her guard down slightly, as the forest deepened, the familiarity of this place was beyond her imagination.

Here is where they once hid their corpses.

Just under that tree, the man who was disemboweled by himself was buried.

"What do you want to do!" Abigail struggled, and she watched Ryan standing on the slightly newly turned land.

"Abigail." Ryan's green eyes looked at her closely. For the first time, Abigail felt that Ryan's green eyes were so chaotic, "Don't try to guard against the people around you who are kind to you."

Abigail understood that Ryan was referring to himself, and upon hearing this, Abigail sneered, "You're just doing it for your own fun, a cold-blooded control freak!"

Abigail's words made Ryan a little dissatisfied, but he still kept smiling and said, "I will give you a kind reminder, don't trust Hannibal. I think you know why."

Of course, Abigail pursed her lips, Hannibal was the one who called their home back then, a cub-like intuition made Abigail fear Hannibal.

"He is a terrifying killer, just like your father, but his killing methods are more seamless." Ryan revealed a little information to Abigail, and the rest depends on how she faces it.

"Why are you telling me this?" Abigail asked warily.

"Hannibal likes you very much, and he wants to be your teacher." Ryan let go of Abigail's hand after speaking, "It's entirely out of my personal interest to tell you this."

Things just gotta get a little more interesting.

Abigail understood that Ryan just wanted them all in, and none of them would be missed.Deliberately revealing Hannibal's identity as a murderer in front of her, just to see if she will show timidity when facing Hannibal in real life, everything comes from his bad taste, everything comes from his control over others Fast-feeling.

Ryan realized it, and Abigail knew that if she didn't protect herself well now, sooner or later, she would be killed, either by Hannibal or by the man in front of her.

"Abigail." Like a sigh, Ryan stroked Abigail's face affectionately, "I will protect you."

I don't know how many times it was, Ryan always said such words in her ear over and over again, Abigail's eyes widened, who should she believe now?

"Abigail!"

A nervous call came from behind Ryan, it was Will.

Ryan turned around, looked at Will's slightly nervous expression, and his right hand holding the gun, his eyes dimmed for a while, but soon recovered, he looked at Will and said with a smile: "You want to talk to us Shall we go for a walk together?"

Ryan took the fishing tools, and the three of them came to the place where they used to fish with Will.

Abigail sat quietly on the small chair, observing the surrounding scenery boredly. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Will and Ryan's dispute in the forest, but was soon scared back by Ryan's slightly deep gaze. nod.

It seemed that he was not going to hide anymore, Abigail stretched her waist, and stretched out her whole body. A real wolf is much better than a wolf in sheep's clothing.However, he who has exposed all dangers cannot be underestimated.

Abigail recalled Ryan's indifferent expression back then. He just watched him slaughter another person without hesitation. Since then, he should have noticed something was wrong, but he was always deceived by his harmless appearance.

"You shouldn't have taken Abigail out alone without permission." And it was brought into the forest, because she was hunting in the forest with her father!Will's eyes watched Ryan complain, looking very vulnerable.

Ryan shrugged, put his hands on Will's shoulders, looked him in the eyes sincerely and said, "I just did what you wanted to do, didn't I? You see yourself as her father because Guilt and pity."

"No, no." Will shook his head and waved Ryan's hand away. He turned slightly and looked at the bored Abigail with gentle eyes, "I never felt guilty, Hobbs deserved it .”

But even so, he has become the chief culprit that hinders your empathy.

Ryan was noncommittal, and he changed the subject: "You sounded anxious just now, was it because you were afraid of what I might do to Abigail?"

Will doesn't answer, he won't lie and the silence already tells the answer.

"How could I hurt her?" Like a helpless sigh, Ryan slowly approached Will, and said in his ear: "This really makes me sad."

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Hannibal opened the door, only to see someone he didn't expect.

He narrowed his eyes and gave a decent smile.

"Lane? Please come in."

It was as if nothing had happened, except for some conspicuous wounds at the corner of Ryan's mouth.