[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

Jingle——The copper bell on the corner of the door made a crisp sound as the door was pushed open. It took Lekosia half a second to look up at the bell. Compared with the plastic electronic sound announcer in the store, she I have a better impression of such retro things.

Lekosia walked into the musical instrument store and looked at the big and small violins in the house. A slightly jerky sound came from the inner door, and the player was obviously a beginner.She carried the suitcase in her hand and went to the counter to wait for the owner of the musical instrument shop, without continuing to walk in.

She squinted her eyes, and the faint smell of blood and the smell of olive oil covered by the woody scent in the air let Lekosia know that she had found the right place.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the owner of the musical instrument shop came out. "Hello, ma'am." Tobias walked quickly to Lekosia and took the suitcase in her hand.

Lekosia smiled and took off the brown fox fur gloves on her hands. Tobias found that the nails on both of her hands were trimmed and rounded, without nail polish, perhaps a player.

She signaled Tobias to put the box on the table, and she pushed open the brass button on the lid with her own hands, revealing the musical instruments inside.

Tobias' pupils narrowed the moment he saw the lyre clearly. He showed a polite smile to Lekosia, took out a pair of silk white gloves from the drawer, and carefully held the lyre. come out.

"Two strings are broken, and I want to find replacements for them." Lekosia's voice seemed to be singing, but it was hard to figure out what the fantastic tune was.

"This piano..." Tobias said with admiration, "it's a work of art."

It is different from the lyre in the hands of angels with wings commonly seen in Renaissance murals. There is no round wooden outline, and the shape of this lyre is even older.

The base of the piano is a human skull made of gold. The upper part of the skull has been removed, and a layer of brown leather is covered to fix the strings passing through the hollow eye sockets.On both sides of the skull, the dark and curved antelope horns protrude out as an outer support, and the golden joints are made into the shape of a tibia to fix the strings on the upper end of the antelope horns.

"I saw a similar piece in the Metropolitan Museum in New York, but it wasn't even as fine as this violin."

Lekosia's fingers slid down from the broad forehead of the skull, skimmed between the eyebrows, stopped at the hollow nose, and jumped to the lower jaw, "I got this violin from a Greek, it looks weather-beaten Now, maybe it has something to do with the piano in the Metropolitan Museum?" She smiled and shook her head, "He must have been handsome in the past."

Tobias understood the name change, and a skull was a skull, even though it was encased in gold and had a blue gem on its forehead.

"Have these strings been replaced before?"

"Well, the strings are consumables." Lycosia's fingers slid across the orbital bone, and the three strands of strings strangled the eye sockets, and the outer gold decoration was worn away, revealing the white bone between the gaps.

"What kind of string do you want? I have metal strings commonly used by modern people, which are strong enough; I also have orthodox gut strings."

"Imported from Italy? Everything I asked in other stores."

"No, I tan myself." Tobiasse showed a proud look.

Lekosia looked at him and smiled with satisfaction. She brushed her curly black hair around her ears, revealing the pearl earrings hanging on her earlobe, "I'd love to try it."

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"What are you doing?" Laikosia naturally pushed open the door of Muke Garden and walked in.

Mu Ke sat on the two-step marble steps between the garden and the house, with books piled up in front of him, and several wooden boxes were left open, waiting for the owner to read.

"Look for something." Mu Ke didn't turn his head. As a siren, Laikosia's voice was always unforgettable, even for Mu Ke.

Lekosia sat on the edge of the steps, leaning against a Roman-style marble pillar, and casually picked a book from Mu Ke's stack of books.

They were all hardcover books, with yellowed corners, and a few books with worn-out spines. They were in Latin, Greek, but also German and English.

""Human Nature". The book of the doctor Hippocrates. I think people today have proved that the loopholes in it have been proven. "Utopia" is another Greek book. Ah, here, "Dream" Analysis of "This is close to modern times. Why did I go back and pick up "Symposium"...What are you confused about?"

Mu Ke finally raised his head and looked at Lekosia with doubts, but Laikosia knew that the doubts were not given to her, but these books.

"Ah," Lycosia let out a long chant, "I see, you fell in love with a human, male."

"Love..." Mu Ke took the book back from Lekosia's hand, "I didn't find a universal standard for it."

"I don't think there is any standard of universal value for an emotion like love that exists between unrelated but socially related individuals. These books can't help you, and I suggest practical actions."

"I think I'm just attracted to him and that emotion is articulate."

"Under the premise of love, attraction induces you to express more desire for the other party, and it will change your mind. Is this not enough as a reason for practical action?"

Mu Ke looked at the street lights in the distance, as if he was thinking about the possibility of Lekosia's proposal.But then, he turned to stare at Lekosia again.

Lekosia was wearing a pure white silk evening dress with only a dark green shawl on her shoulders.The siren who lived in the deep sea in the past was never afraid of the cold, but this is obviously not the reason why she is dressed so gorgeously today.To be honest, the sea monster doesn't like being restrained by human clothes, but she restrained her temper a little when she landed.

"What are you doing now?"

"Getting ready for a dinner party."

Mu Ke looked at the smile on Lekosia's face and frowned, "Hannibal Lecter's banquet?"

"Yes."

"I thought he wouldn't invite vegetarians."

"I think so, I smell meat in his kitchen. But I'm not a vegan, you know, I'm not an animal rights activist."

Mu Ke hesitated to speak, and finally sighed, "Is that your male companion? You should go."

"Tobias." Lakosia and Mu Ke waved goodbye, and walked towards Tobias standing outside the garden, Mu Ke ignored her.

"Is he your friend?" Tobias asked.

"He probably doesn't think I am. You know him?"

"Mr. Mu sent a viola to my shop and asked me to change some strings. It is also a good violin, but unfortunately it was soaked in sea water. He rejected my suggestion to repaint it."

"Viola? If it's the one I remember, it's the work of Retoia Prullins. It's very good and very expensive."

"Prullins? That's a master luthier of the nineteenth century."

"Maybe you too will be a master luthier in the 21st century, Tobias, I've seen your work, but it's not perfect. Don't be angry, I'm just telling the truth, thinness has its own beauty, but the cello needs A deeper resonance."

Tobias clenched his fists subconsciously, and Lekosia patted his tense muscles casually, "It's time for you to ring the doorbell."

Tobias looked into Lekosia's brown smiling eyes and rang the doorbell.Lecter had been in his shop, and Tobias had always wanted a colleague who could appreciate his art.

After he discovers Hannibal, he almost ecstatically seduces his sensitive, psychopathic friend Franklin, who expresses Tobias so naturally in Hannibal's psychotherapy S wanted the message he expressed.

Lekosia was a surprise, even if he now feels nervous and somewhat regrets it, but Lekosia has a deeper resonance with him in terms of death and the art of music.

Tobias exhaled, the door opened, and Hannibal invited the two inside.

Lekosia liked the tenderloin that Hannibal prepared today, paired with the Vidal wine from Virginia, so when Hannibal asked Tobias some secret questions bluntly, she continued without changing her expression. Drinking unwatered wine.

"I'm sorry to be so abrupt, Tobias, but I have to ask, did you kill the trombonist?"

Lecosia took a few blueberries from the silver plate of fruit in the center of the table to adjust the saltiness of the sauce in his mouth.

Tobias put down the wine glass in his hand, "Do you have to ask?"

"No, just changing the subject."

Lycosia's hand paused, Hannibal was more interesting than she imagined, and now Dr. Lecter has advanced from a hunter and a chef to a person who can talk to him in the eyes of the siren.

"Franklin delivered my message to you." Tobias raised his chin.

Hannibal scooped up a small piece of caviar with a fork, and smoothed the shape of the caviar gracefully with a knife, "The FBI is investigating this murder, and they will find you."

"Come on then."

Hannibal paused, "Do you want to be caught?"

"I want them to try it. They'll send someone to investigate, and I'll kill them. Then disappear. In fact, I wanted to kill you." Tobias leaned forward.

"Of course you would think," said Hannibal, still calm and collected, "that the guts of lean animals are the strongest."

"Huh..." Tobias didn't care about Hannibal's blunt description of his crime methods, and even smiled proudly, "I'm looking for a suitable lyre for Lycosia. The strings, I thought the most suitable strings were her vocal cords, but now you have given me a new choice."

Lycosia maintains her noble and elegant dining etiquette.

"Then why are you not going to kill me? Or do you still have this plan?"

Tobias talks about how he followed Hannibal to where he was hunting and saw his prey dying.Tobias thought he could now confide in another killer in front of him, but it was all a lonely fantasy.

"You're being reckless, Tobias." Hannibal was alarmed.

"I'm not going to tell anyone what you did, and you did it neatly. So you don't have to worry about my recklessness"

"Of course I'm worried. The attention you've attracted isn't limited to you alone." Hannibal stood up and walked behind Tobias with the bottle in hand.

Exposing the back to another killer is not a safe habit, Tobias realized this, got up and followed Hannibal, Lekosia remained seated to enjoy her rare meal.

"I need a friend," said Tobias, "someone who understands me, who thinks the same as me, who has the same understanding of the world and human beings." Tobias' eyes looked lonely sad.

"I know exactly what you're thinking," Hannibal said.

"But you won't be his friend, and he's going to kill you today." Lekosia stood up and walked behind Tobias without knowing what happened, raised his hand and twisted Tobias's neck. neck.