[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

The cold, salty sea breeze disappeared, replaced by warm air mixed with the smell of burnt pine wood. Will opened his eyes, looked at the picture in front of him, his thoughts gradually returned, and his brain began to analyze and process the image at the same time, He frowned in confusion.

This is Muk's home, and Will still remembers the antique clocks on the bookshelves, only some of them were wound up - in order to avoid the noise of so many clocks chiming at the same time, and the dark brown cashmere carpet, he himself Walking on this expensive carpet, wearing boots with sea and sandy soles.

No, this is not a problem, the problem is, why is he here?

"Will?" Mu Ke came out of the room wearing a pajamas, his hair was messed up, as if he had just woken up from his sleep, "Why are you here now?"

Will blinked his eyes, no golden pendulum appeared in front of his eyes, and the picture didn't change at all, which made him panic, "I shouldn't be here, I don't know why I'm here."

Hearing Will's almost trembling voice, Mu Ke approached and took Will's hand and led him to sit on the sofa, "It doesn't matter, as long as you want to come over, my door is open for you at any time."

"No, I didn't mean that," Will also found his voice trembling, but he couldn't control his throat, "I was on the beach in Grafton, West Virginia, at a crime scene, and I blinked, And here it is."

"It sounds normal." Muke thought Will was talking about teleportation. He knew that Will was an ordinary person, but because of his unique soul, half of his foot stepped into the supernatural world.

"No, not at all." Will stood up, walked quickly to the window, pointed to the white car outside the window, "my car is outside, I came by car."

Muke realized Will's question, "It's a three and a half hour drive from West Virginia to Baltimore."

"I lost this memory, there must be something wrong with me." Will sat back on the sofa again, covering half of his face with the palms of his hands, his body began to tremble.

"Will, listen, your name is Will Graham, this is Baltimore, Maryland, the home of your boyfriend Muke, you are safe, and all problems can be solved." Muke's one Touching Will's cheek with his hand, he found that Will's forehead began to sweat coldly.

Muke took off the black wool hat and scarf that Will was wearing, raised Will's face, and pointed it at himself, "Look at me, Will, let the panic in your heart stop first."

His thumb brushed against Will's temple, and gently brushed the hair stuck to the temple with sweat behind his ears. This action gradually calmed Will. Will looked at Muke's black eyes, and shook his head. He hugged Mu Ke, tightened the clothes on Mu Ke's back, and said nothing.

Muke put his arms around Will, stroking the back of Will's head with one hand, he received the signal of Will's panic, and also received the signal of his desire to appease him, "Now, close your eyes and listen to the sound of those pendulums, now It's 35:[-] in the morning, the clock ticks, you may have forgotten for a while, but now, you're with me, you haven't lost time, okay?"

Will took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down his heartbeat that was infinitely faster due to emotional agitation. He buried his face on Muke's neck, and he could smell the very faint smell of Muke's body, or because Will just woke up. Only by smelling these smells, like a mixture of musk and carbon ink, calm and deep.Gradually, he dragged his thoughts from the imaginary world back to real concerns as much as possible.

"do you feel better?"

"Maybe." Will raised his head, and put his forehead against Muke's nose. Muke kissed his forehead, and Will closed his eyes again, feeling his forehead slide down a little against Muke's. The chin didn't hang down directly, and he was still taking a long breath to let more air rush into the lung lobes.

Mu Ke touched the hair on Will's forehead, which was already soaked in sweat and stuck to his scalp. He raised his hand and took advantage of Will's inattentiveness to light the pine wood in the fireplace that was almost extinguished, and then directly used The spiritual power raised the temperature in the room.

"Do you want to sleep for a while?"

"No, I can't sleep."

Mu Ke's palms massaged the stiff muscles on Will's back, and Will broke out in a cold sweat.

"If you went to take a shower, would you drown yourself in the tub?"

"I don't think so."

"Very good." Muke helped Will up and led him into the bathroom.

Mu Ke asked Will to sit down first, and he turned on the faucet to fill the bathtub with water, and the smoke gradually filled up, "Do you want me to help you undress or undress yourself?"

"I'll do it myself, at least I'm still awake now." Will was talking, Muke had already squatted down to help him take off his boots and socks, his bare feet stepped on the ground and Will shivered from the cold, Muke immediately put A small blanket dragged to his feet.

Mu Ke didn't continue to take off his clothes, turned to test the water temperature, "I will take the clothes and put them outside the door, this time you have to wear my clothes temporarily. Then I will go to Hannibal, I hope he can now No patients."

Will nodded and watched Muke close the bathroom door with his backhand. Muke closed the door very lightly, although there was still some noise.

He took off all his clothes and sat in the bathtub for a while. The warm water made him close his eyes. After a while, his breathing really calmed down. He could vaguely hear the conversation between Hannibal and Muke, but He couldn't hear the content clearly, he took off the shower, rinsed his hair casually, then turned off the water, got up and put on Mu Ke's woolen sweater and trousers.

Muke and Hannibal were waiting in the living room. He didn't see Hannibal's coat, probably because Hannibal rushed over after hearing the news.Hannibal was completely surprised that Muke knocked on his door in his pajamas, at least, in most cases, Muko couldn't do such a rude thing.

"Hi, Will. How do you feel now?" Hannibal didn't smile, but he could make others see a concerned expression.

"No more shaking, my head hurts," Will replied, taking two aspirin in the shower, but it didn't help much.

"You said you were at the scene of the crime before you lost your memory?"

"Yes, I am. That is a new case."

"You used your empathy ability to enter the murderer's mental state again?"

"Yes, I'm restoring the crime process."

"Will, I'm afraid you are in the process of self-detachment, which is a survival mechanism produced in a desperate situation after the consciousness has been repeatedly tortured."

"No, I'm not being tortured!" Will roared.

Hannibal was unaffected, "You have an empathy block, you can't bear your own feelings."

"I know, I know." Will was talking about his empathy disorder.

"But you choose to ignore it, and that's what I call torture." Hannibal was referring to another conflict of reality.

"What, do you want me to resign?"

"Jack Crawford gave you a chance, but you refused."

"I didn't ask you to come here to discuss whether to resign or not to resign." Mu Ke interrupted the conversation between the two, and Will almost entered a state of trembling again, "Hannibal, Will lost three and a half hours Memory, that's what we need to address."

"Will's life is breaking away from reality, and empathizing with criminals takes up too much of his time and energy. For this situation, his consciousness chooses to temporarily separate until he finds a place that his consciousness thinks is safe, so Will I came to see you, Mu."

"Life...reality..." Will exhales, "I've been sleepwalking and hallucinating, and I think what I need is a brain scan."

"Will," Hannibal suddenly raised his voice, "don't get more entangled in the wrong direction."

"There is no need to argue here," Mu Ke said.

Hannibal changed the subject, "Tell me about this case, it's going to be a bomb too."

"That's a totem pole. The murderer put the corpses together to make a totem pole." Will rolled his eyes to find something else to focus on. He put his eyes on Mu Ke's hand, Mu Ke The key ring was still clutched in his hand, and there were only a house key and a car key on it. "There are corpses from decades ago, and some were killed recently. The murderer clearly knows where these corpses are buried, except for the last one. The victim, and the rest of the victims were not murdered."

"In some cultures, criminals are paraded through the streets so that the public can see their disgrace," Hannibal said.

"No, it's not about shame, it's about celebration, he's writing about his accomplishments."

"When you face the achievement of the murderer, your consciousness wants to escape, so your memory is fragmented"

"Yes."

Muke left Hannibal and Will in the living room to discuss the case, he went to change into normal clothes, and picked up Will's dirty clothes in the bathroom, ready to throw them into the washing machine that he would hardly use .He picked up Will's coat, frowned suddenly, put his nose close to the clothes and sniffed, a very faint familiar and unpleasant smell stayed on Will's coat for some time, "Sulphur... "

This matter may have something to do with the devil, and Muke was angry when he found out, but he was also glad that at least he could help Will in this way.

When Hannibal and Will were about to call Muke after chatting, he saw Muke sniffing. He stood quietly for a while without disturbing him, and said goodbye to Muke when he came out.

After Hannibal left, Will sat on the sofa and lost his mind.

"Do you want to stay with me for a while?" Mu Ke asked.

"Well..." Will replied in a low voice, feeling a dry towel covering his head, and Muke was holding the towel to help Will wipe his dry hair, "What did Hannibal say? "

"The totem pole?"

"A question about your memory loss."

"He thought it was some kind of psychological issue, my work stress."

"What do you think of yourself?"

"I know my own madness, but I don't think it's this kind of madness. Memory loss could be, maybe a kind of epilepsy, maybe a brain tumor, blood clots... Hannibal said he'd introduce me to a neurologist."

"Physical diseases can be cured," Muke said. "I don't completely deny Hannibal's statement. Your mental state also has a great impact on your body. You and I both know that it is difficult to treat."

"Eventually you're back to the problem you put yourself out of," Will frowned. "Do you want me to resign?"

"That's right." Muke took off the towel that was also wet. Will's hair was no longer attached to the scalp. It was a mess like the wet feathers of birds. Muke combed them with his fingers, " Or take a break for a while."

Will didn't expect Muke to be so blunt, "I don't want to, work makes me feel good."

"Because you are saving others? Where does this good feeling come from, is it yourself, or the moral law of society."

"All of them. Muke, when you rescue those animals, it's like I rescued the victims, how does that make you feel?" Will looked at Muke, and suddenly he lowered his head and smiled, "We are Are you discussing academic issues or experiencing emotions?"

"I feel like I'm doing the right thing." Even when he's told he shouldn't—he's not thinking of dying animals, but of wrecks resurfaced in time.

"Me too," Will said, "moral imperatives, society, groups... Humans are not made to cooperate or war, right is chosen, but it feels good. "

Will rubbed his eyes, Muke waved away the emotions just now in his mind, "Do you want to take a break?"

Will glanced at the hands of the clock, he didn't want to go back to face Crawford today, "Well, can I borrow the guest room?"

"I don't have a guest room here, just like your house, you can use my room." Mu Ke said, although the previous owner left a few guest rooms, but Mu Ke used them for other purposes during the renovation. Like Will, he never thought anyone would stay in his house.