[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

"Abigail? Who's that?"

"A serial killer's daughter, I thought Will would bring it up to you. Minnesota Shrike, have you heard of this case?"

"No." Mu Ke replied honestly.

Hearing this, Hannibal called up the window of the Crime Revealing Network on the computer, handed it to Mu Ke, and then explained: "When Will arrived, Jacob Hobbs cut off his biological daughter Abigail. Will's throat, Will's bullet hit him. Hobbs died, but his daughter survived and is currently being treated at this hospital."

"Crime Unmasking Network, I've never heard of it."

"While Ms. Freddie Louds, who runs the site, is not very polite in my opinion, the site is still available to read if you don't want to subscribe to the local newspaper."

Mu Ke slid the mouse and turned to the photo of Jacob Hobbs and his last victim, Elise.Freddie Louds is extremely unprofessional, and she doesn't care about exposing her victims.

And these two faces are the two ghosts that Muke saw in Will's house, and they are also one of the sources of Will's nightmare.

He then clicked into another case filmed by Freddie Lautz, and Will also participated in solving the case, which happened in Maryland in the serial murder case of using the victim's body to grow mushrooms.

Coincidentally, this murderer, Mu Ke, also knew him, and he was the first job target he dealt with after he came to Baltimore.

It's just that, compared to another sentence written by Freddy Lautz, this murderer didn't attract Mu Ke's attention.

"It's not such a smart move to provoke a person who imagines killing people for a living." Muke read out the words written by Will on Freddy's website.

"It's just his job," Hannibal says, "to put himself in the shoes of the killer, to recreate the crime, and I know it sounds weird and bloody, but a lot of the time it works. Will has mastered it."

"Will, he...is very special." Muke said.

Hannibal raised his eyebrows lightly, "He is indeed." He glanced at his watch, "I have patients in a while, so excuse me. One more thing, Mr. Mu, are you interested in coming to my house for a meal?" Dinner? As an apology for not paying a formal visit to the neighbors for so long."

Mu Ke was a little surprised, "I'm very honored, but I think I should invite this meal as a thank you."

"More important than the food itself is the communication opportunity it provides." Hannibal said with a smile, "I thought Mr. Mu didn't like cooking by himself? I've seen a lot of delivery people these days."

"I'm not a good cook." Mu Ke said helplessly.

"So, Wednesday night in a week's time, okay?"

"The timing is right for me."

"Then I'll see you then." Hannibal got up and left, buttoning his suit jacket, the embossed pure copper buttons on the vest were covered.

Mu Ke's body recovered quickly. He only stayed in the hospital for two days. When he was discharged from the hospital, he found Abigail Hobbs' ward.

The girl was still lying unconscious on the bed, with a thick white gauze wrapped around her neck. Most of the wound had healed, and there was no blood on the gauze.

The readings on the bedside instruments were all normal, but she couldn't eat by herself, so she could only rely on the injection of nutrient solution to maintain her life, which made her limbs cold, and because of excessive blood loss, her originally fair skin became paler and haggard.

He didn't know much about this girl, he came here just to collect some materials for a soul search.He needs to find Jacob Hobbs who turned into a ghost, which is the source of Will's nightmare.

After bumping into him once that day, Jacob Hobbs disappeared, out of his sight.

If he hadn't found Abigail, a person related to Jacob Hobbs by blood.Then he can only use his consciousness to search for Jacob in the whole of Baltimore, which is never a good idea.

The spiritual consciousness of a cultivator can be released, which is the essence of existence and a kind of energy.When it exceeds a certain threshold, this energy can be captured by human satellites, which means that if he moves too much, the US government may trouble him.He had felt it once, and he didn't want to feel it a second time.

But all the soulfinding needs is a hair of Abigail.Muke ran his fingers through Abigail's reddish-brown hair, gently tore off one and put it in his pocket.

When his hand brushed over the wound on Abigail's neck, he paused, and a ray of light flashed across his fingertips, which accelerated the healing of the wound.She will wake up soon, and Muke guesses Will will want to see her.

Yes, Muke cared about Will, almost for no reason.The abnormality of Will's soul just made Muke pay more attention to him than ordinary people.But the concern is different, just like Mu Ke faintly felt that Will would be different to him.

Something was wrong, and he couldn't tell yet.

He didn't quite understand this feeling, maybe it came from the human body itself?As Mu Ke guessed, a rare feeling of helplessness rose in his heart.

Some humans like to call this fate, and Muke didn't know how to translate this word into English, so when Will suddenly walked into Abigail's ward, Muke just looked at him without saying a word.

Will was obviously a little surprised, he took out his hands in his pockets, and gently squeezed his five fingers together, "Muke, why are you here?"

Muke blinked his eyes before he came back to his senses, "Hannibal told me something about Abigail. I'm here for her."

Mu Ke stood beside Abigail's bed, Will pursed his lips when he heard his words, went straight around the bed and sat on the sofa opposite, a blanket and an open book were casually thrown on the sofa .

He lowered his head, stared at the letters on the book for a while, and then turned his gaze back to Mu Ke. Mu Ke has been standing there waiting without any complaints or questions.

"Are you leaving the hospital? Is your pneumonia cured?"

"It's all right, it's just a small problem."

"Well... I'm really sorry about what happened that night."

"How many times have you said this to me?" Mu Ke asked.

This question is just a question, still, Will didn't hear any impatience or blame from his tone.On the contrary, he calmly seemed to be asking the question of what is 2+2.

"I'll just say that when I need it." Will was a little sleepy.

"But there is no such need now." Mu Ke took another look at the gradually returning blood on Abigail's face, and walked slowly towards Will, "You didn't make a mistake, whether it was to me or to Abigail . Hobbs."

Will shrank back into the sofa, "If you read the report and Hannibal gave you the details...I killed Abigail's father."

"Your profession allows you to do that."

"But I did kill his father. She was almost killed too."

Mu Ke stopped a foot away from Will. Whether in hell in the East or in the West, there is a set of calculation rules for the addition and subtraction of the merits and demerits of human souls, but from the moral and emotional aspects, the addition and subtraction rules Doesn't apply, "You can't add and subtract on this."

"Yeah." After a moment of silence, Will suddenly sneered, "The judge has never given those vigilante killers an acquittal."

"This is an example, but it is by no means a correct analogy." Mu Ke said, "Throw away these thoughts, and you will have a good dream." He paused, and added, "At least there will be no Jacob in the dream." .the ghost of Hobbes."

He'll take care of Jacob's soul.

The sudden rapid breathing from the hospital bed interrupted what Will wanted to say next. Abigail's bare hands inserted with the needle tube and the monitoring instrument waved wildly. Will stood up abruptly and saw Abigail There was a struggling and painful expression on Er's face.

Mu Ke returned to Abigail's bed, pressed her hand with one hand, and put his other hand on Abigail's forehead to slowly inject a wave of spiritual energy, dispelling the nightmare in Abigail's mind.

"Don't be afraid, it's just another dream."

It was the first time Will heard Muke's voice like this, and he didn't know who the words were for.

Abigail no longer swayed her arms indiscriminately, but her slender eyelashes kept trembling, and the eyeballs under her eyelids rolled chaotically, as if they were about to open.

Will said, "I'll get the doctor."

Mu Ke nodded, indicating that he understood, and after the girl calmed down, he let go of Abigail's hand.

Abigail was slowly opening her eyes, and her eyes were trying to adapt to the light source. There was only a blurred and flickering scene on her retina, allowing her brain to see a man standing beside her bed.

Muke looked at Abigail's big blue eyes with complicated thoughts, and he saw the flashing scene in Abigail's nightmare. His father Jacob Hobbs was teaching her how to Dealing with prey - how to disembowel a woman and make the most of every part of her.

He leaves alone when the doctor enters the ward to examine Abigail.

But Will silently stood aside, and after the doctor finished all the examinations, Abigail finally noticed him.

Will felt that intensely probing gaze. He stood at the end of Abigail's bed, thinking that he shouldn't be talking to Abigail at this moment. Find out who's on the scene.

But he just doesn't leave, even when Abigail's next question almost scares him.

"I'm FBI Special Investigator, Will Graham." Will tried to introduce himself.

"I remember you." Abigail said blankly, "You killed my father."