[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

===Letter from Will Graham===

harry,

See Xin'an.

Last time you wrote to say that you were interested in the cases I encountered in my work, so I will share with you some of the cases I have encountered recently.

During my previous years as a regular FBI agent, I was so troubled by my ability to empathize that I had to leave the field to teach at the Bureau Academy.Jack Crawford, head of the Behavioral Sciences Division, convinced me to go back to the field because he wanted to tap into my empathy skills for a case that had been bothering them for a long time, but had never been solved.This later named "Mingzhou Shrike" case was the first case I took over recently.

In Minnesota, eight girls had been kidnapped and killed in the past eight months, but when Jack came looking for me, he hadn't found any leads.Most of these eight girls have fair skin, the same hair color, the same eye color, similar age, and very similar height and weight. The corpses are missing some organs. We also found deer antler in the wound, and the stab wound and deer antler can be used to judge the corpse It was once adorned on the head of a deer.

When I empathized, I felt the love, the tender, more family-like love. He didn't want these girls to suffer, he killed them decisively, and then showed mercy in his way.He wants to be with her forever, he apologizes for his atrocities...he eats their organs and keeps a part of them in his body to be with them forever...

—that's why I don't like empathy so much.When I empathize, I am one of those perverted killers, and they always have some strange logic. When I empathize, you will feel that these logics seem to be quite right, and you should do it this way; but after the empathy is over, You will be horrified, and you can't believe that the thought just now really came from your own head...

Shrikes prefer trees, stabbing mice and lizards with sharp twigs or barbed wire, and pulling the organs out of their bodies to store in their pantry for later tasting.That's why the criminal in this case was named "Mingzhou Shrike".

It has to be said that there was another case during this period, the technique was very similar to that of the Mingzhou Shrike. A naked girl was killed and mounted on a deer head, her corpse was left in the wilderness, and her lungs disappeared.It looked like it was made by the Minnesota Shrike, but when I empathized, I felt something completely different.The Minnesota Shrike loves the victims, his approach is with love, and the man who killed this girl, treated her like a beast, he just killed like an animal for hunting and cannibalism her.This is a copycat.

The imitator left fewer traces than the Minnesota Shrike, had no traceable motive, and had no modus operandi to trace. He is still at large and has never been arrested.Of course, this is another case, let us go back to the Minnesota Shrike case.

Judging from my empathy and some clues left by the murderer, the Mingzhou Shrike had a daughter, an only child, with the same hairstyle, age, and figure as all the victims.She was going away from home, and he loved her so much that it was painful to think of her going away.

Eventually we settled on Garrett Jacob Hobbs...

Harry, I am terribly sorry that I should not have driven to Hobbs's house early to have a look at it myself;You know when I came to the Hobbs house he already found himself exposed, he tried to kill all his family, his wife died in front of me, he cut her daughter's neck in front of me ...

I shot him and killed him.

This is the first person I've ever killed in my life.

Killing someone with your own hands is a very... strange feeling.I'm so sorry I couldn't find a better adjective.I don't regret the shot, he's a villain, a murderer who lost eight families to their daughters, he deserves to die, but...

(some scratches here, smudges covering some sentences)

I cut out my gibberish because they looked too much like something written by a psycho.Anyway, killing people with my own hands made my hallucinations worse, I could always see a deer next to me, or I could see those dead girls hanging in my room...

My psychiatrist, Hannibal, said I was in too deep, and suggested that I go on vacation to relieve my mood. I didn't expect to meet a friend like you.It seems that the goddess of luck still has some favors for me.

By the way, by the way, I'm currently taking care of Abigail Hobbs—the daughter of the Shrike Jacob Hobbs, the one I mentioned just now whose neck was cut in front of me.I shot and killed Jacob Hobbs, and then Hannibal gave first aid to her daughter. Although she had her neck cut, she survived the operation until the end of the operation, and she was rescued successfully.

I feel that I have a certain sense of responsibility for her, after all, I rescued her.Hannibal also suggested that I take care of her personally, which might relieve my psychological pressure.

It feels amazing to have a daughter all of a sudden, I never thought I would have a child before I got married, haha!

yours,

Will Graham

Harry couldn't help laughing as he read to the end.He put the letter away in awe—he was in awe of the intellectual job of deducing serial killers from clues—and opened another letter.

Will is now in the United States, and it is not easy to transmit cross-border letters, so his letters are very infrequent, but they are often very long; while the letters on the other side are short and willful.

Harry stared at the short lines in Sherlock Holmes's large letter paper, almost wanting to curse, brother, you write such short letters and so frequently, do you think writing letters is like sending text messages?

There are only two sentences in Sherlock's letter:

"Does magic have any means of permanently changing a person's appearance? Or, do you have a way to help me hide the traces of a woman?"

— without even a title and a signature!Although Harry knew at a glance who this letter came from.

Harry rolled his eyes, picked up a piece of stationery and wrote his reply:

"I thought you and Watson were a couple (PS: Stop showing affection to me in letters!), why would a woman suddenly appear, and she is the woman you want to protect? Even to protect her, you are willing Ask me for help?"

As if in retaliation, Harry didn't write his letterhead or signature either.He whistled, summoned Hedwig, hung the folded letter (not even in the envelope) directly on her feet, and said to her, "To that curly-haired, horse-faced, poisonous-tongued fellow, Hedwig, you know who it's for, right? Also, remember to ask him for a tip, it's not easy for you to deliver the letter!"

Harry swore he saw Hedwig roll her eyes as well, and then she took off her wings and flew towards the other corner of London.

Harry shrugged, took another sheet of paper, and began writing his reply to Will.This time I had to write it well, and write it longer, not as perfunctory as the letter to Sherlock.

But he had just written the beginning of his reply, and Hedwig flew back with a small bag and a reply.Harry stared at Hedwig for a while, then reluctantly took down the reply letter and the bag.

He opened the bag first, and there were several pounds in the bag.Hedwig really asked for a tip!Harry grinned, turned his head and stroked Hedwig's fur: "Well done, Hedwig!"

Then he unfolded the letter (no envelope this time either):

"Watson has never thought that he and I are a couple. He has changed countless girlfriends. I think he is straight and very caring."

Harry let out a loud heck this time. He rolled his big eyes, dragged a piece of letter paper, and began to write a reply. He used so much force that it was almost carved into the table through the letter paper:

"I think the reason Watson has to keep changing girlfriends is that you and your brother are always interrupting his appointments and making his girlfriends very disappointed in him."

He paused, remembering the information about Sherlock he had seen before.After he was severely cheated by Sherlock, he paid special attention to Sherlock's affairs and found a lot of funny things.He paused, and continued after that line:

"I know Watson's last girlfriend yelled at him: 'I don't want to rob men with Sherlock Holmes!'"

Immediately afterwards, Harry thought of Moriarty. He could always hear Sherlock's name from Moriarty's mouth. Harry knew that Moriarty had been paying attention to Sherlock for a very, very long time.Both are scourges, let's make a pair to scourge the world...

But he hesitated for a while, and still didn't write the words "I think you can make a pair with Moriarty". The scourge and the scourge meet, and they may harm each other positively, or they may double their power and harm the world. , he always felt that the latter situation was more likely to happen.

He called Hedwig, hung the letter on its foot, and said viciously: "To that detective who thinks I'm the best in the world, Hedwig, you know who, right? Also, remember to tip Double, you worked too hard to deliver the letter!"

Watching Hedwig leave, Harry sat back in his seat and began to continue the half-written reply to Will, holding a pessimistic attitude that he would be interrupted soon.

Sure enough, Hedwig flew back and brought back a small bag and a reply letter.With a sigh, Harry obediently went to get the bag (the pound had doubled, Hedwig GoodJob!), and unfolded Sherlock's letter:

"So you haven't told me yet, are you willing to help me protect that woman? If you don't, I have to do it myself."

Harry really wanted to reply "Then you can do it yourself", but he hesitated for a while, thinking that such a reply would probably lead to endless correspondence, and even expose him to Sherlock's poisonous tongue attack physically and mentally.

The loss outweighs the gain.Harry sighed, and finally wrote a reply in a tangled letter:

"Tell me, how can I help you? I know you must have a bunch of things planned, don't you?"

The author has something to say: The initial favorability of Sherlock is -100, the favorability of each communication varies from -10 to +10, and the current favorability is 0.

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Note: 1. Minnesota Shrike: The case that runs through the whole show in the first season of the American drama Hannibal

2. Irene Adler: The woman Sherlock mentions in the article to be protected by Harry is also a case of detective Sherlock