[Zhongyingmei] Convict you

Hannibal squinted his eyes with some dissatisfaction. Facing Ryan's defensive posture, Hannibal still maintained a relatively gentle attitude, as if these problems had no effect on him.

"You are my patient, Ryan." One sentence clearly stated the priority, and Hannibal's eyes locked on Ryan, as if he was looking for some flaws, and he was confirming whether Ryan knew something.Ryan shrugged helplessly when he heard this sentence, and he smiled, as if it was just an illusion: "Of course, you are my doctor."

Calling each other's name is a way to draw in the relationship, but this obviously doesn't apply to Ryan.

"You don't trust me completely." Hannibal said, he forgave Ryan's rudeness with a tolerant attitude, "You are always pretending in front of me, before you trust me wholeheartedly, our Talk is of no value."

"I know." Ryan put his eyes on the ground, which was a slightly docile approach, and Hannibal seemed very satisfied.

"Then, let's talk about your childhood. After all, childhood experiences are very important in a person's life." Hannibal, like a persuasive elder, was persuasive, trying to detect Ryan's unwillingness to let A secret that others know.

Ryan shook his head, which was a kind of resistance. He stared at Hannibal expressionlessly: "I have nothing to say about my childhood."

The conversation seems to have stalled here.

"So, what do you want to say? Anything is fine." Hannibal was a little bored, leaning on the back of the sofa, pursing his thin lips, as if waiting.

Stunned by this question, Ryan's eyes became empty. He looked at the pattern on the ceiling for a long time, and then slowly opened his mouth and said: "When I was very young, about seven or eight years old, I saw it with my own eyes. Witnessing a serial killer murder, he didn't notice me, I saw him stroking the dead body, this image, I can't forget until now. Of course, I never told anyone about it. "

After speaking, Ryan smiled at Hannibal, as if to show his sincerity.

But now Hannibal's question is much sharper: "You never feel guilty, do you?"

Those eyes seemed to see through everything, Ryan's eyes wandered, and he quickly denied: "No, never."

Seeming to have got the answer he wanted, Hannibal showed a satisfied smile: "This is the first step for you to start trusting me, Ryan, I am looking forward to our future."

Maybe even Ryan himself didn't notice that when he said these words, there was no emotion in his eyes.

Hannibal is a dangerous man, and Ryan has confirmed this from the first sight. Compared with a person who exposes all dangers, Hannibal's type is really frightening.

Ryan also showed a satisfied smile, yes, I am looking forward to our future.

The two hours of conversation passed like this, Ryan got up and shook hands with Hannibal, still smiling perfectly at Hannibal at the beginning, as if the temptations that happened in the middle did not exist at all.

Hannibal felt pleasure, more precisely, exploring Ryan as a person.Of course, Ryan has more secrets worth digging than the former detective who can empathize with crime.

Hannibal likes to be in control, to be a dominator.

By the time Ryan left Hannibal's clinic, it was completely dark and the weather was getting colder. Ryan zipped up his clothes. After taking two steps, he leaned over and looked up at the room where the lights had been turned off. The window, thick curtains covering everything inside, but Ryan just felt Hannibal standing in front of the window watching him.

The hair is creepy.

Ryan stopped thinking about it and left here.

The next Saturday at [-]:[-] p.m. became Ryan's time, but despite talking many times, Hannibal still didn't get any useful information from Ryan. The only thing that was certain was that Ryan's life experience was not as easy as he said. , even, such a life experience used to overwhelm him for a while.

Ryan has been on the defensive, he only showed Hannibal what he wanted others to see, and in the end Ryan still couldn't trust this seemingly reliable man.

Although Hannibal appeared to be more harmless as the time spent together increased, the biological instinct left to Ryan by the first meeting still made him tempted.

Indeed, he wanted to try to provoke Hannibal, but it was obvious that Ryan hadn't found the right way.

At the same time, an appalling case occurred.

Eight girls from eight different Minnesota schools have been abducted, all within the past eight months, and all were abducted on Friday.Everyone has the same features, fair skin, same hair color, same eye color, similar age, same height and weight.

Of course, Ryan saw all of these on Freddie Lautz's "Crime Revealing Network". Ever since he found out about this website by accident, Ryan has been visiting it from time to time. After all, the things inside are quite interesting.

The latest photo released is the last missing girl. She is already dead, lying quietly on the bed at home, wearing white pajamas, with faint blood stains on the clothes. The girl was strangled to death, but the murderer Taking such a big risk to send the girl home made Ryan feel that the murderer was confessing.

He was showing mercy to the girl.

But obviously, among the eight missing girls, only this person was sent back, where are the rest?It's a puzzle.

But inexplicably, Ryan just felt that the murderer loved the girl, and he put the dead girl on the bed peacefully, as if he didn't bring them any pain.

"Sleep, the girl I love." Ryan could almost know that the murderer said so in his heart.

The same prey, which shows that the murderer has a template, a template for crime.There is no sexual assault, no semen, the template is the murderer's daughter, and his daughter is about to leave him. The grieving father decided to use this to show his love, using the dead girl as a medium to connect himself with A child who is about to go away.

The local police gave the murderer the title of "Mingzhou Shrike".

The Shrike, an arboreal bird, stabs mice and lizards with pointed branches or barbed wire, and takes the organs out of their bodies to store in their pantry for later tasting.

It is a very vivid metaphor, but Ryan feels that such a title is completely unnecessary. It will only make the murderer feel that he is valued. If he is a narcissistic psychopath, he may be complacent about it, just like the crime committed in Japan at that time It's the same as the self-proclaimed "Rose Holy Fighter" boy.

While Ryan was looking at the photos, another new situation emerged. The body of a girl was found in Hibbing, Minnesota. The same object, but the crime was completely different. The naked girl was placed on antlers up, exposed to the wilderness.

Not the same murderer, just one glance, Ryan was sure of it.This imitator was very shrewd. He tried his best to imitate the Shrike, but he couldn't, or, on the other hand, the imitator just wanted to prove something and teach something.

The Shrike loves the girls, and the Copycat treats the girls like animals, a sadist.

More details of the crime were published on this website. Ryan had to admit that Freddie was a very brave woman, or that she was already desperate for fame. Wasn't she worried that one day she would become a psycho- State prey?

With that in mind, Ryan received an email from Hannibal inviting him to dinner at his house tonight.

Ryan squinted, and he accepted the invitation.

The Shrike had eaten the girls, and he wanted to keep parts of them in his body.

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Ryan sat at the table waiting for Hannibal's food. He asked about the aroma of the meat. Hannibal was a good psychologist and a good cook.

Looking at the delicious foie gras in front of him, Ryan smiled at Hannibal, then took a knife and put a piece of meat into his mouth under Hannibal's gaze.

A physical disgust made Ryan's throat so dry that he almost wanted to vomit out the contents of his mouth, but he still chewed the meat and swallowed it.Ryan felt his stomach churning. He wiped the corner of his mouth with a tablecloth, and then praised: "It's very delicious."

The praise of the food made Hannibal smile, and he put the meat in his mouth with a look of enjoyment, he said: "I have always been very careful about the choice of food, and all the food is made by myself. "

Ryan poked the meat on the plate with a knife, as if thinking of something funny, he looked at Hannibal and said: "I learned something interesting today, but I don't know if it's appropriate to eat fit to talk about that.”

"Please." Hannibal also wiped the corner of his mouth, his eyes looked at Ryan, as if he was listening.

"I found out about what happened in Minnesota on Ms. Lawz's website." Lane said, Hannibal showed a clear look, and he seemed to be waiting for Lane to continue, "A grieving mental change- Poor case committed by state."

"Why do you think so?" Hannibal looked at Ryan inquisitively. He had never heard anyone comment on the Shrike like that.

Ryan lowered his eyes and looked at the pieces of meat that were being played around on the plate. Hannibal also noticed Ryan's movements, and he seemed a little displeased. Ryan poked a piece of meat and put it into his mouth, chewing slowly, and waited until After suppressing the nausea again, he continued to say: "The Shrike has eaten all these girls, right? He wants to keep a part of the girls in his body, which is what he thinks is the best thing for these girls." Good mercy."

"However, the Shrike is indeed a desperate father." Ryan seemed to have thought of something, "Watching his daughter grow up slowly, as long as he thought of her leaving him, he would feel unbearable grief. He tried his best to teach himself all his skills daughter, but now it is too late."

"Lane." Hannibal pulled back Ryan who was immersed in his own world, "The Shrike is a psychopath, everything he does is for his own secret thoughts, he loves these girls And eat these girls at the same time, what is this for?"

It seems to be inducing, inducing the most sincere words in Ryan's heart.

"To make their deaths count."

"You just said that the Shrike has been doing everything he can to teach his daughter, and you think his daughter was involved in the crime." Hannibal said, the food on his plate had disappeared, and Ryan felt sick.

"No." Ryan shook his head, his eyes looked at Hannibal, but he seemed to be looking at someone else through Hannibal, "This kind of teaching, he wants his daughter to be his successor He wants to assimilate his daughter, but under real teaching, he will not let his daughter kill anyone before the assimilation is successful, because the last lesson of being a successor is also the most important lesson."

"She should have killed her own teacher, her own teacher."

The author has something to say:

Male protagonist = true-scumbag + god-acting king

A real hero must have a life experience that ordinary people don't have. get√

Are there any good comprehensive Anglo-American main attack essays?