[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

In his—let's call it the hallucination of empathy, Will hasn't figured out whether it is a hallucination or his own thoughts—in the hallucination, there is no wind, no cold, only the golden thread and black When the fog is entangled, there are air-breaking sounds and small-scale whirlwinds.

It's not like a hallucination, the scene that the hallucination will show is so real that it is difficult to distinguish, what Will saw just now is like another empty and static world.

Is this the world the murderer sees?No... Muke is there too.

Crawford took the two bodies back to Quantico's laboratory together after Will inspected the scene.He still has more work to hand off, leaving Will alone in the lab with the forensic trio.

Beverly used pliers to peel off the flesh on the back of the corpse, and at the same time recited a poem by Jim Morrison that fit the occasion, trying to ease the atmosphere, but since it was a sentence that fit the occasion, looking at the exposed red and white heart , no one can get emotional.

Three forensic doctors gathered around the corpse to dispose of the remaining fishhooks and fishing lines. Will stood opposite them, arms folded, and Beverly looked up at him, "A drunk who can act a little can convince himself that he is God." .”

Price went on to say, "God created angels, Jesus loved fishermen, are we talking about a total Judaism-Christian subversion or a general subversion?"

"A special one," Will said.

"The serotonin in the wound was elevated, much higher than the free histamine, so..." Zeller paused before continuing, "She died about 15 minutes after the skinning was done."

"Surrender and pray at the feet of God," Zeller said.

"Prayer is indeed the most common form of prayer, give me, give me, give me." Price continued.

Will didn't touch the corpse, but he wore a pair of translucent rubber gloves, stared at the corpse on the dissecting table, and pressed his cheek with his right hand, "They are not praying to him, but praying for him."

Price and Zeller both shut their mouths and looked at Will, but the latter didn't meet their eyes, and Will always had some inexplicable magic.

"He's scared."

"What's there to be afraid of when someone can do something like that?" Now Beverly looked up too.

"What's in his vomit?" Will asked.

Zeller turned his head to look at the inspection report in Price's hand. The list of drug names on it made the two experienced forensic doctors quickly respond, "Our murderer has a brain tumor."

Will confirmed his suspicions, "He was afraid he wouldn't wake up. He made an angel to keep him asleep."

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Will found himself needing Hannibal's advice once again.

And Hannibal wasn't offended by Will's midnight visit, helping Will find what he needed in his extensive library.

"There is only one part of the brain that is the spiritual center. Have you ever wondered how God came out of the cooperation of the parts of the brain?"

Will took the book that Hannibal dropped and turned a few pages, "Maybe I was wrong. How should I profile a person who changed his mind due to brain disease?"

"Tumors do affect brain function and even cause immersive hallucinations, but it seems that what drives your angel maker to create heaven on earth is nothing more than his own mortality."

Will shook his head, and shook the immersive illusion out of his brain, "If you can't fight against God, do you have to be him?"

"You said he was afraid."

"He felt abandoned by the world."

"Have you discussed this topic with Muke?"

"What topic?"

"God or something."

"No," Will looked up from the page, "he doesn't look like a religious man."

"Not being a Christian doesn't mean he's an atheist," Hannibal said. "I had a discussion with him about God—from a religious-philosophical point of view. He's not really a Christian, but his views are very unique. "

Will looked out the window, there was no light in Muke's house, and there was only darkness among the lush leaves of the laurel tree.He frowned, "Isn't he here?"

"I haven't seen his lights come on for three days, but his motorcycle is still in the yard," Hannibal said.

Will recalled the hallucination he saw in New Jersey again. He put the book on Hannibal's spacious desk, pressed the pages with another hardcover book, and took a deep breath, "He's not a law enforcement officer. , and has no consultant status, I don't want to involve him in these things."

Will looked sideways at the text on the book, not noticing the deep meaning in Hannibal's eyes, "Help me figure out how to catch this damn angel maker."

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The voice in his head disappeared for a few days, and he wandered aimlessly into Ohio, once again in self-doubt.

But fortunately, the voice came back soon.

In an alley, a security guard with a burning head passed him.

He knew he had found his next target.

It is the greatest merit in the world to sublimate a sinner into an angel.

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Another body was found in Cleveland, Ohio, and Price finally established a link for the three bodies.

At the scene of the first crime, Roger and Marilyn Brenner, the most wanted criminals in the Federation, when Roger raped and killed women, Marilyn was happy to watch.

At the scene of the second case, the security guard who was killed was not a security guard, but a convicted felon.

"So the Angel Makers are actually vigilantes?" Beverly speculated.

"The vigilantes are pragmatic and targeted, and they don't lie down and sleep at the scene of a crime," Weir said. "In his mind he's doing God's work."

"That's the vigilante," Beverly continued.

"Well," Will didn't retort directly, "there are other characteristics of playing God, one of which is that he always acts alone."

Beverly accepted this time, "so he created an angel out of a devil's body."

"How does he know these people are devils?" Price couldn't understand.

"He doesn't need to know, he just needs to believe it," Will said.

"But he didn't make a mistake," Price reminded.

Will glanced at Price, said nothing, and he didn't make a mistake.

Zeller quickly found out the identity of the Angel Maker relying on the Angel Maker's health and the hook sellers, but this Eliot Budish disappeared five months ago.

Crawford found Budish's wife, and learned from her that Elliott is not religious, which may be the reason why the angel maker put wings on his angels-the angels in the Bible have no wings, and they have wings. Winged angels appear only in paintings or literature.

But after Budish was suffocated in a childhood fire but survived, firefighters said he must have had a guardian angel.

And now, Will is standing outside the old barn that caught fire when Budish was a child.

The angel maker showed a tendency to self-mutilate in the second crime - he committed suicide.As death looms, he will not stop, his last victim will be himself, and he will finally make himself an imaginary god.

God can't save him, so be God.

Will tries to recreate the way he thinks, to find his modus operandi.Instead, Will found himself stuck in a pattern of behavior that he couldn't break out of - at least that's what Hannibal said, and he also said Will had a choice.But what is that?

The Angel Maker would be destroyed by the visions in his own head, but not Will.

Will and Crawford walked into the barn. The old barn was unlocked, and the iron plates used for the roof had been painted reddish brown with rust.

No need to bother looking, just walk in along the door, look up and see the Angel Maker that the FBI is looking for, Elliott Budish is hanging from the beam of the barn, with his upper body in his arms, and the flesh and blood on his back is covered in irregularities. It was cut neatly, and the blood flowed down the ribs.

But instead of posing himself in prayer, he bound his hands with rope and spread his arms outstretched.

he died.But it wasn't the tumor that killed him, it was his own brain.

The angel maker wants to feel the slightest peace in his heart, no more pain, no more fear, and then this peace haunts him endlessly.

But Will knew that Budish would be disappointed, and Will also longed for that kind of peace, but this feeling could not exist. He had accepted this fact, but the angel maker was still struggling to find it.

As long as you get close once, you won't give up the chase.

But now, this is the last victim, "he made himself an angel," Will told Crawford, who was standing behind him, "death is the only decision he can make."

Will remembered his decision, and he looked away from Budish's body. "I don't know how long I can help you, Jack."

"Are you serious?"

Will closed his eyes, trying to find a new place for his gaze, and then he saw a person who shouldn't be there.

Muke stood on the north side of the barn, meeting Will's sight.It was a hallucination, Will told himself, and Crawford didn't respond.

Muke was wearing a dark blue coat, the same as the hallucination Will saw in New Jersey, but before that, Will had never seen this dress.

There was no expression on Mu Ke's face, only after Will stared in this direction for dozens of seconds, he frowned slightly, revealing some doubts.

"I'm used to my wife not talking to me," Crawford turned and walked out. "I don't have to get used to you not talking to me."

"It's getting harder and harder for me to see clearly." Will turned his head away, too much of his own feelings were added to his empathy, or more and more of his own feelings were added to his empathy. The less pleasant stuff.

"Nobody let you watch alone."

"But I'm alone."

Will heard the sound of Oxford-soled shoes on dry straw.

The author has something to say: empathy in the last chapter.It’s like this, empathy is empathy, and the process of resuming the crime while Will was lying on the bed at the crime scene is all empathy, but the part where he opened the window was his soul out of his body, that’s why he saw Mu Ke.

Ah, also, call Mu Ke more unfamiliar, call him Xiao Hei.

Thank you little angels for mine

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