[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

"This day is my dad's room." Kent held the doorknob and opened the door, leaning his back against the door to show Will the room.

Will walked in step by step. There was a big bed covered with a dustproof cloth in the room, followed by a wardrobe and a dresser.Nothing special.

"Why do you think that your father's case has something to do with the devil?"

The 12-year-old's eyes widened. "She even told you that?"

"Mrs. Nelson and Mr. Nelson are both worried about you." Will softened his voice a little.

"I know." Kent's voice was a little muffled, "Let's talk about the devil."

He bluntly changed the subject. "Do you know the legend of the Devil at the Crossroads?"

"A voodoo ceremony. It's used to make a contract." Will only knew a general idea, and he waited for Kent's next words.

"Actually, put a black cat's bone in a box filled with cemetery soil and bury it at a crossroads, so that you can summon demons from hell, make deals with them, and sign a contract. The contract period is ten years , you can get almost anything you want in exchange for your soul. When the ten years are up, the demons will send hellhounds to take the trader's soul."

"You think your father made a deal with the crossroads demon? What did he trade his soul for?"

Kent looked into Will's eyes, was silent for a while, and sighed with his mouth closed, "Exchange me. I heard Johnst talk about that mother can't have a child, but they have me as a child. By the way, I'm sure I am my own, not where they carried me back."

"What evidence do you want to prove? A coincidental timing and a medical miracle can't convince yourself."

"My dad came to my bedroom at night two years ago before he got the case and I wasn't fully awake but I heard him talking about leaving and soul and loving me .Then I heard him open the door of my house and go out. There were a few dogs barking outside. I saw dog paw marks on the street the next day, but my dad was also at home. I didn't hear him come back. Doors closing! Mom said everything was normal, and when I mentioned the dogs barking and the doors opening, they said they didn't know." Kent said urgently, "That's weird, isn't it? I never thought it was a dream of mine. After that, he went to investigate the case and rarely came back, but when he came back once, I found sulfur in his car."

Will frowned. "What's so special about sulfur?"

Kent put his backpack on the ground and turned a notebook out. Will saw that it was densely filled with words, and there were a few stickers that he added and filled in on the outside.

"Look at this, Revelation Chapter 21 of the Bible, he says, 'The devils who deceived the people were cast into the lake of fire and brimstone, where the wild beast and the false prophet were, and they will be tormented day and night forever. ' And here, 'Hell is a hot and fiery place, where flowing lava is the river and yellow sulfur is the mountain.' Those sulfur are left by the devil."

"They show up in your dad's car, but you think the devil killed your dad."

"Because my dad took him to the hangman, of course he...will kill dad." Kent shook his hand vigorously in front of Will's eyes, "Don't you believe me?"

"I'm just thinking about this possibility." Will said this to reassure Kent. He never thought that it was a demon who killed Clemens. The only possibility is that a person dressed as a demon killed Clemens. , "I will go back and discuss this with my colleagues, and now, I will send you to the police station and let them take you home."

"No, wait! You can't do this, I haven't checked anything this time!"

Will finally took him to the police station and watched him call Mrs. Nelson before he was relieved, although the child was noisy and crying all the way, which upset him.Thinking of this, Will sent Abigail a text message asking how she was doing.Then drove back to Wolf Trap.

The next day, he went to Price and Zeller and asked for the autopsy report of the previous victim, Walkley Coker, who had been found on the side of a Virginia highway a month earlier.

Before that, Will went to look for a weather report from three to five months ago, and there were a few heavy rains during that time, even if he went to the woods to check the crime scene, there was a water-soluble powder like sulfur It's also hard to be left behind.The corpse was his few remaining source of clues.

The autopsy report didn't have any abnormalities that Will wanted, but the corpse pulled out of the freezer gave him some hints, "This smell..."

"This scent on this carrion is as strong as women's perfume." Zeller continued Will's words, imitating a talk show.

The rotten smell really stimulates the nerves while stimulating the nasal cavity. "It smells like rotten eggs." Or sulfur.

"Did you find any signs of sulfur on the victims?"

"Sulphur? No." Price nudged Zeller to persuade him to restrain himself.

Will looked at the body being pecked by birds, the exposed flesh and blood, "Have you done a blood test?"

"Well," Price picked up another report from the table, "ab type blood, high white blood cell count, and some messy blood diseases, but no alcohol, no drugs, in general, this This kind of blood belongs to normal people."

"Are you using reagent testing?"

"Correct."

Will rubbed the backs of his fingers against the stubble on his cheeks, thinking with his eyes downcast, "Can you use a microscope to look at his blood?"

"Okay, but why?" Zeller's face was full of doubts, this is not a middle school biology class.

"Try it."

Zeller and Price dubiously took a sample, put it under a microscope, and found some strange yellow particles in Walkley's blood sample. .

"What the hell is this?" Zeller said.

Will didn't go to see it in person, but after hearing Zeller and Price's description, he had already figured it out, "It's brimstone."

"How did he do it?"

Inject sulfur into the blood of a living person, and he will die; inject sulfur into the blood of a dead person, and the sulfur particles cannot spread throughout the body.

So, the question goes back to Price's questioning, how did he do it?

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"How do you think he did it?" Will asked his therapist, standing in Hannibal's kitchen.

"Perhaps internal cardiac compressions, were there artificial wounds on the victim's body?"

"Maybe." Will propped his forehead with his hands. "The condition of the corpse is too bad. Half of the body was pecked by birds and beasts. I can't be sure."

"Let's assume the hangman used his method to get brimstone into the blood of his victims." Hannibal looked at Will, "then the hangman has been playing this game of angels and devils since two years ago. Two angels in Pennsylvania The dead body is not his real transformation, he just happened to meet the victim who could be regarded as an angel."

"If he kills both the devil and the angel, then what is he himself?"

"It is human beings. After the final judgment, human beings will go deep into heaven and become higher than the angels under the throne of God. At least the hangman and Winchester think so."

Hannibal noticed that Will's gaze had been falling out of the window, and asked with a smile, "Why didn't you go to Muke? He might have a unique insight into these murders full of religious significance."

"He's not at home." After Will withdrew his gaze, he looked back a few more times, "When I was dating him, Jack called me away."

"I think he'll understand." A red grouper was cooking in Hannibal's pan, hot oil bubbling under the fish.

When Will walked in, Hannibal was cooking, but the thoughts in his mind made him ignore it, and now he suddenly noticed that the dish was at least two people, "Do you have guests? I'm bothering You?"

"I don't mind people talking to me in my kitchen."

"Nobody likes talking about corpses in the kitchen." Will sneered, "I'm going first."

"Send me a copy of the case information, I can think about it in my free time."

Will waved his hand, "I'll let Alana hand it over to you." Then he left Hannibal's house.

Hannibal put the red grouper in a white porcelain plate, garnished with broccoli and tomato in the corner of the plate.He opened the refrigerator and began to prepare the next red wine ribs. The lawyer who provided the ingredients usually goes to the gym regularly and eats healthy food regularly. Hannibal will use such good ingredients to entertain distinguished guests .

There was also a piece of tenderloin from a sailor sent by Lycosia on the kitchen counter. Hannibal accepted the gift with a smile, intending to use it to make sauce.

Lycosia rang the doorbell exactly at seven o'clock, and Hannibal invited the distinguished guest to the table.

This time, Lekosia suggested that since neither of them is vegetarian, they should get rid of unnecessary appetizers and cold dishes and start directly with the main course.

"I made a sauce with the ingredients you sent and poured it on the red grouper."

"It's a great pairing, both in terms of the flavor itself and the sense of both."

Hannibal smiled as it appeared that Lycosia had eaten a piece of red grouper and poured half a glass of dry red into her wine glass.

"Let's move on to the main course. Why did you come?" Hannibal didn't directly look at Lycosia, the words came out as naturally as he poured the wine.

"About Muke." Lekosia swallowed the meat in his mouth, took a bone with meat from the hard drive on the table and put it on his own plate, and carefully removed the meat on the bone with a knife and fork. scrape it off.

"What's up with him?"

Lekosia laughed suddenly, "He would kill me if he knew what I did."

The knife and fork in Hannibal's hand paused for a moment, and then became smooth again, "He is our colleague, this is a normal habit. The only solution is to let him not know, or you kill him."

"It's as impossible for me to hide it from him as it is for me to kill him. It's like he knew you were a killer the first time he saw you." Lekosia took a breath and pointed his nose The lingering aroma of food could not calm her heart, "He is not our kind, Hannibal."

"He knows me?" Hannibal said quietly.

"He knows how many people you killed, but he hasn't matched you with the Chesapeake Ripper just yet. But it doesn't have to be, does it?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to do nothing, after I die, don't mess with him, he has his bottom line, take this as a piece of advice. He is stronger than anyone thinks, you just can't see his now ability."