"Through empathy with the murderer, as friends we will not exaggerate and smear this practice, but we cannot ignore it. There will be no desire for redemption in the emotions of those murderers, but Will will, and he will also meet Fighting." Hannibal said, "As for Muko, we should regard him as a dark and raging underwater cave. When artificial light enters, the invisible water waves appear calm. But in fact, the whirlpool is constantly growing. There Dangerous, but also full of movement. He will bring Will a different world."

Crawford didn't answer. He turned the steering wheel and turned the car to the right. He had already seen Nelson and his son waiting on the sidewalk at the airport gate.

Crawford and Hannibal got out of the car, and after a brief conversation with Johnston Nelson, they let the father and son get in the car.

Kent sat in the back seat of the car expressionlessly, holding his schoolbag, leaning his head against the window.Crawford tried to communicate with the kid, but Kent gave Crawford a look and didn't answer.

The hum of planes taking off and landing at the airport enveloped a radius of more than ten miles. Crawford closed the car window, and the hum was partially blocked, leaving only the window that Kent was leaning on rolled down. half.The wind blew his hair wild, and Nelson tried to fix it, but Kent stopped him, sighing.

"How long has he been like this?" Will asked Nelson.The four had arrived at the FBI building. Crawford gave the father and son two visitor IDs to wear on his chest. Kent showed no excitement about stepping into the FBI building.

Hannibal stayed in the office that Crawford had vacated to talk to Will and Kent, and Crawford was called by Hodge, saying that he had something to discuss.

"Three days ago," Nelson said wearily, "they had an excursion at school and I let him go, hoping it would give him a change of heart for a while. He left in the morning all right, but led the group at noon. The teacher called us and said he couldn't be found. It wasn't until after dark that night that Kent ran home by himself, which was at least six miles. He spent the next few days talking about the demon with black eyes Chasing him, his mother and I have no choice but to call you for help."

Kent didn't speak or cry now, just sat in a chair by himself in a daze.Will squatted in front of him, took off his black-rimmed glasses, looked up at Kent, "Tell me about the demon you saw?"

Alana is more adept at dealing with trauma issues in children or adolescents.But she's not here now, and Will can only try to calm Kent's nervousness by himself.

Nelson took a step forward, his hand wanted to stop Will from asking such a straightforward question, but Hannibal stopped him, "Mr. Nelson, if possible, can you wait outside for the conversation to end? We It needs a different environment from the family to communicate with him.”

Nelson withdrew his hand in compromise, nodded, and walked out of the office.

"Would you like to talk now?"

Will stared at Kent's cheek, and also found that Kent's eyes followed Nelson until the door was closed, and he didn't want to talk too much in front of Mr. Nelson.

"He doesn't believe me." Kent said aggrievedly, he sniffed his nose, tears gathered in his eyes, and flowed down as he spoke, "I saw a demon, his eyes turned into Black, leaving sulfur powder where it walked."

Will exhaled, he felt that he couldn't refute Kent at this time, "What kind of black is it?"

"It's black black, that color filled his entire eye sockets!" Kent sniffled, his flushed face wrinkled together from crying.

Colored contact lenses could do that, Will thought, "What did he do, who did he kill?"

"No," Kent shook his head, "but he came at me, I don't know why, but he kept chasing me. I ran for a long time, and finally, I could only pour holy water on him, just like the book said, Holy water is to the devil what boiling water scalds the soul. I heard him screaming and I took the opportunity to run home."

"Did he not come to see you again?"

"No."

"Can I see your holy water?" Hannibal who had been standing aside asked suddenly.

Kent quickly took out a transparent mineral water bottle with the plastic wrap removed from the bag he had been carrying, and there was a full bottle of water in it. Kent immediately replenished the holy water he had consumed after returning home.

Hannibal took the bottle and looked at the soaked cross in the bottle, "Where did you get the holy water, the church?"

"No, actually, all you need to make holy water is a cross, water, and the right prayer. I know the prayer, and I learned Latin for it."

"We need to take this bottle of water to the laboratory for testing." Will whispered to Hannibal, and then looked at Kent, "Do you remember what that demon looked like?"

"Remember a little bit."

"I'll take you to a sketcher in a while and ask him to help you draw the devil's appearance. We will try to find him."

"That's useless! Demons can change bodies at any time."

"But they won't be replaced so frequently." Will tried to think of a plausible reason.

"Okay." Kent sounded resigned and agreed.

Will made a phone call with the sketcher, and the sketcher replied that he had time to see Kent in half an hour, but he couldn't be here with Kent because Crawford called him over again.When Will left, he brought the bottle of holy water to Price and the others who were in the laboratory.

In the end, only Hannibal and Kent Nelson were left in this office.Hannibal stood upright, the temperature had already turned warm, he was wearing a blue and white striped suit, no need to add a coat over the suit jacket.

Kent glanced at him, then curled up on the stool with his schoolbag in his arms.

Hannibal pulled a single stool from the side, sat next to Kent, leaned forward with his back arched, leaned his elbows on his thighs, turned his head to the right, and looked at Kent, "Have you ever wondered why the devil would came to see you?"

Kent can be restrained when talking to someone who is too serious, but if the person removes the serious appearance, as Hannibal asks him with a tolerant smile, he can express himself smoothly, "Maybe Because my biological father made a deal with the devil before I was born, so I was born."

"But your biological father is dead."

"The devil took his soul." Kent rubbed his nose again, he barely stopped crying, but speaking still made his throat sore.

"Maybe it's because I'm a product of the crossroads devil's pact, so they feel my soul belongs to them too?"

"The devil's contract at the crossroads?"

"Yes," Kent dug out his notebook from his bag, turned to the page of the devil's notes and handed it to Hannibal, "it's these rituals, the Cross Louis can satisfy almost any request a person can come up with." Ask, but the price is the human soul... If my dad knew what happened today, would he regret it? I didn't have to come to this world."

Hannibal pressed his finger on the tender words on the notebook, and said deeply, "He won't. Perhaps the only thing he will regret is that he didn't exchange his soul for more."

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Including Will who just opened the door, there are only three people in this conference room, Crawford, Graham and Hotchner.Hodge and Crawford were sitting on their chairs, as if they were waiting for Will, and the atmosphere was quiet and dignified.

"what happened?"

But they don't look like they've discovered that any of the three killers they're hunting down have dropped another body.

Hodge put his hand on a document on the table, "My boss told me that the FBI executives issued a transfer order to transfer the Wing case handled by the BAU to another investigation team that does not belong to the FBI. This case cannot be further investigated."

The BAU team believes that this case has the style of the Winchester brothers. Before that, many special agents were in charge of the Winchester brothers' case. If this is just a more routine case about the Winchester brothers Being transferred from others, in fact, Hodge can understand.

But this time the spin-off case clearly involves serial killers outside of Winchester, and they might even uncover a syndicate.But the high-level executives are now taking the case away from them and handing it over to a non-FBI investigation department.

"But they didn't make a transfer about the hangman case," Crawford added.There is an inevitable connection between the Hangman case and the Wing case, but the high-level officials only transferred the Wing case without asking Crawford anything related to the Hangman case.This sounds downright weird.

Will also realized this, and he had to frown, "Which investigation team did you give it to?"

"They didn't give me a name, and they don't seem to intend to let us know the name." Hodge said heavily.

"What are you going to do?" Will asked. The two bosses, Crawford and Hodge, had been discussing for a while before Will came to the conference room. Will thought they had some kind of solution, and he Just the one being notified.

"OK, Will, listen to me now." Crawford leaned forward, staring seriously at Will who was still standing in front of the table, "Baltimore police found a suspected Chesa in an alley this morning." The dead bodies of Peake's Ripper victims. And then, in even worse news, Abel Gideon escaped this morning on his way to court from a criminal psychiatric hospital in Baltimore and killed his paramedics and police officers .

"I've just been given information on these two cases. I need you to inspect the crime scene while the body is still there. The BAU will continue to work with us on the hangman case. Le stay, Beverly can go to the crime scene with you, Hannibal will participate in the BAU investigation, he knows what you might think."

At this moment, Will pulled out a stool and sat down, rubbing his face, "If you think this is a necessary solution."

Crawford couldn't let go of the Chesapeake Ripper case.

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