[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

"He's going to die anyway." Lekosia said, "Remember to dispose of the body well, don't let the police dogs find the identity I'm using now, it's very troublesome to find another identity."

Mu Ke didn't speak.

Lekosia glanced at him resentfully, "I'm not you, there is no human official to help me solve the identity problem. Even the Greek and Roman gods have abandoned the world, and I'm just an idle fish now."

This sentence seems to have touched Mu Ke, "All the gods are the same, the gods have left the world." The Eastern Heaven Realm has also retreated, cutting off its connection with the world and the underworld.

"Not exactly," Lakosia evoked an intriguing smile, "The angels and demons in heaven and hell seem to be preparing for the 'apocalypse'."

"They are not gods."

"No one can find God, but we all know that God cannot die, and the passage of heaven is not closed, but angels guard it."

"They want the apocalypse, that's their business."

"It's the era of globalization, isn't that what you said?" Laikosia saw that Mu Ke was lost in thought, and was about to leave. Before leaving, he threw the "History of Animals" borrowed from Hannibal to Mu Ke, "Han Nibal Lecter's book, remember to return after you've solved your teenage agitation."

Mu Ke frowned, adolescent agitation?

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This was Will's first visit to Muke's home. In the past, when he came to Hannibal's consultation room for treatment, he would only take a long look at the ever-green trees, lights and yellow roses in the opposite garden.Those flowers were very beautiful, but Will was always afraid of the day when Mooko would pick a yellow rose from the bushes and give it to him.

Yellow roses represent rejected love.

Mu Ke was a little surprised by Will's visit, but he also showed a smile and asked Will to go in.Will found that Mu Ke didn't like to laugh very much, it didn't mean that he was gloomy, but that Mu Ke's smile was often a polite and ritual smile, just to show good self-cultivation.

But when Muke didn't smile out of politeness, Will could receive the hidden emotions. For example, Muke was very happy to see him now, which made Will feel at ease.

There are still guests in Mu Ke's garden. Perhaps the rare sun after many days of snow made the old man in a wheelchair choose to talk to Mu Ke in the garden.

Will explained his purpose, "This is your piano."

"Thank you." Mu Ke opened the violin case with a little doubt in his tone. This is the viola he sent to the musical instrument store for repair.

"Tobias, the owner of the musical instrument store, surrendered to the police and admitted that he killed Douglas Wilson, the trombonist of the orchestra. The FBI sealed up his store and most of the things were put into the evidence warehouse. I saw it on the bill. When it comes to the piano you sent for repair, I will take it out for you." Will explained.

"Are you Agent Will Graham?" Clutton who was sitting on the side suddenly asked.

"Yes, I am." Will replied, instead of looking at Clutton, he stared at Muke's hands. It was a pair of adult male hands. The fingers were long but not slender, and the joints looked full of strength. I almost fell into the memory of the touch of those hands.

"My name is Clutton Wilson, and I'm Douglas' grandfather. I want to thank you for finding the murderer." Clutton's smile contained gratitude, but more of it was sadness.

Will glanced at him, then tried to move away again.He doesn't like to meet the families of victims, which can put him under great emotional pressure, and his ability to empathize has never only applied to crime scenes, and it will always play a little negative role in Will's interpersonal interactions from time to time.

But Will can't blame an old man who is experiencing pain for this. If he must find an emotional transfer object from the outside world, Will will choose to let human beings learn to empathize naturally.

"Clutton is my friend." Muke's hand touched Will's shoulder, which made him tremble.

"The murderer turned himself in, and I didn't catch him." Will recalled the situation when Tobias was captured.

Will and two other officers from the Baltimore Police Department went into Tobias's store in the same way after inquiring about many musical instrument shops, but they didn't find Tobias here, but they found him on the second floor. The body of Tobias' friend Benjamin Franklin found in the reception room made Will instantly alert.

He took out his gun and went down nervously to the first floor. Tobias's store was covered with thick floral carpets, and Will couldn't hear his footsteps when he was walking, only his heavy breathing. He tried to control the breathing rate, but the uncontrolled beating of the heart made the lungs rise and fall out of order.

The two police officers who followed him were gone.When Will found out about this, he felt a bead of sweat running across the corner of his forehead, almost falling into his eyes along the brow bone, and the sweat from his back had already wet his sweater.

Will found a door leading to the basement, and faintly, Will felt that there was a force guiding him here.He pushed open the door with one hand, still gripping the gun in his right hand, with his index finger on the trigger.

While stepping steadily down the stairs sideways, Will let go of the hand holding the door, and the door shut itself with a bang.Will shuddered and didn't look back.

The stairwell leading to the basement and the room outside the door seem to be two completely different worlds.The pale lights in the corridor weakly illuminated the stone walls, and the moisture in the cold air made the uncarpeted wooden stairs smooth, making creaking and harsh sounds.

Will took a breath, and the white mist floated in front of his eyes. He walked down the last flight of stairs, turned left into the basement, and saw the whole space.

Wooden shelves are placed against the wall, and on the shelves are glass jars filled with translucent liquids, which are soaked in small intestines, whitish human small intestines.

Will walked forward cautiously with his knees half bent, the highly tensed muscles made him aware that the glands seemed to be secreting too much adrenaline, making his heart beat abnormally fast.

There is also a table with a lamp against the wall, on which Tobias' manuscripts and tools are piled.As Will walked deeper, the water gathered on the stone brick ceiling and fell to the ground in a bead, knocking on Will's nerves.

Will's throat quivered, and he saw a green plastic curtain commonly used in hospitals pulled, its hem dragging in the mist on the ground, the space inside the curtain was illuminated by the light, casting a bathtub-shaped black shadow on the plastic curtain and three legs.Will quickly stepped forward and opened the curtain. The two police officers were breathless, and they were folded into a weird posture and stuffed in the bathtub. The water was submerged up to their chests. Curtain hooks.

Will guessed their ribs had been broken to be able to pose like this, when the actual cause of death was a broken neck.The sound of water came from the long pool on the other side of the curtain. Metal wires were neatly tied above the pool, and on the wires were neatly washed pinkish-white small intestines that had not been cut.

Before Tobias appeared behind him and tried to strangle him with a wire, he didn't hear footsteps stepping on the water, but he felt a gust of cold wind on his back, making him The sweat beads on the back were instantly cold and stinging.There seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him that there was a person behind him, dangerous.

Will gripped the gun tightly, blocked Tobias's wire with his left arm when it came up, stretched his right hand back with difficulty, and fired two shots at Tobias with his backhand. He thought he had hit, but he didn't, Only the sound of two glass jars breaking was heard, and the intestines flowed all over the floor.

The loud noise of the close-range gunshot also caused damage to the eardrums. Will was struck by sharp tinnitus and pain, and the sound of glass breaking gradually became indistinct.

He could only hit Tobias on the head with his free right elbow, and Will's left hand felt the wire stop for a moment when he hit Tobias on the head. The punch hits Tobias back on the jaw.

It has been a long time for Will to fight with bare hands. He doesn't know how powerful his punch is, but from the way Tobias let go of the wire and fell to the ground, this punch Not light.

Will couldn't hear Tobias's ghost screaming in pain when he shot him. He put one hand over his aching ear, and held the gun in the other hand and fired two more shots at Tobias. The incorporeal hits the ground through the ghost, which in Will's eyes just misses.

And Tobias took this opportunity, stumbling but quickly out of the basement.Will's soul has some of Muko's power left, not much, but enough to deal with a ghost.

Tobias' ghost was dissipated by this force after escaping from the basement, which is why Will lost track of Tobias after chasing it out.

But Tobias surrendered himself to the police station, which Will never expected, and his extremely frank attitude and sufficient evidence made the case quickly closed.

And, Tobias committed suicide in prison, in the early hours of the morning after he surrendered.When prison patrol officers found him, he was slumped in his cell with a broken neck, like the two officers he had killed.

Mu Ke used his spiritual power to support Tobias's body to complete a series of tasks of surrendering himself. Now, when his power is exhausted, his body has turned into a real stiff body.

"Douglas is gone," Clutton said, "but you've saved a lot of lives, and you deserve no thanks, no matter how high."

"I..." Will didn't know what to say, he just tilted his head and nodded a few times.

Clutton looked at Will's expression with kind eyes. He knew why the young man showed such a look, so he broke the silence by himself, "Blanche, can you still play the violin?"

Muke put the violin case on the table, and took out the restored viola from it. Will did not take this viola into the laboratory for testing, and there was no trace of dust on the violin strings trembling slightly in the air. They may be made of Tobias' victims were made from body parts, or they could just be expensive but common Italian gut strings.

The seawater soaked in the violin case was dried by the sea breeze decades ago, but the original smooth wooden surface was swollen, and sawdust was raised in several places. Mu Ke took out the bow and clamped the old violin shoulders.

"I haven't touched it for a long time." He said, pressing his fingers on the strings, and the bow slid a few times, allowing the nerves to recall the distant sound of the piano.

The next moment, a long music came out.The sound of the piano is quiet, just like the long is hazy, it is "Moonlight".