[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Isaac was a little ashamed. He thought his lower limit had been gnawed long ago, but he didn't expect it to still be there.

There is a feeling of sublimation of the soul, and the whole person seems to be much nobler.

Thinking of this, Isaac also calmed down.He obviously believed in Blair's account more than the description on the Internet where he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for the sentinel to be dazed as soon as he sees the guide, and even his sanity is shattered along with his integrity!

Otherwise, human nature will be wiped out and be dominated by animal nature... This is by no means the sentinel that the tribe needs.The guide is important to the sentinel because the guide can help the sentry control their own power, and there should be no hormonal gravitational force between the two.

As for other aspects, anyway, Issac temporarily gave up the plan to find inspiration and develop ideas from Internet information.

When the excitement subsided, the consequences of not sleeping all night appeared, waves of unstoppable sleepiness came, Isaac rubbed his eyes, and ran directly to his big bed.The curtains were excellent in blackout, and Isaac slept peacefully until he was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

"Hi..." Isaac fumbled for the phone, without even opening his eyes, followed his memory to unlock the screen and connect to the call.

"Mr. Costa, hello, this is Dr. Lecter's office, I am his assistant Jully." A mezzo-soprano voice came from the other end of the phone, "You have missed two appointments, and the next appointment is tomorrow Two o'clock in the afternoon..."

Isaac seemed to have fallen asleep again in a daze, the voice on the other end of the phone was coming and going, the hypnotic effect was so good, Isaac's mind went blank and he didn't have time to think, he just dropped the phone and threw the phone under the bed— —

"I'll be there on time tomorrow," Isaac said.

The world was quiet, and Isaac slept until he woke up naturally, and then went home with an empty stomach to eat.

It happened to be the weekend, and it was a time for the whole family to get together. Isaac looked at the quiet Costa house, and then turned his head to look at the neighbor's house, feeling the lingering loneliness in his heart.The bustling family dinner at other people's house, but the quietness of my own house...Issac rarely felt that it would be much better if he had brothers and sisters.

"Issac, why don't you go in?" Just as Issac was standing at the door in a daze, Kiven drove back.

"I didn't bring the key, and I'm watching where to climb over the wall to get in." Isaac spread his hands, and went forward to help Kiven pick up the bucket containing the fish. "It's a good harvest today."

Kiven has become numb to Isaac's frequent wall-climbing behavior, "Put the fish in the kitchen, we'll grill it tonight."

"Where's Daisy?" When I stood outside, I felt that the room was quiet and unpopular. After entering, I found that there was no one in the room.

"She's on a business trip to New York, and she'll be back in a week." Kiven parked the car in the garage, "Where's Reid?"

Isaac puffed up his face, "Of course I'm on a business trip."

For a moment, the father and son had a tacit understanding of sympathy.

Being thrown away by his wife, he can only go fishing on weekends by himself, and being thrown away by his fiance, he can only go back to his parents' house for dinner...

Kiven has a unique skill in grilling fish. In other words, because of his hobby of fishing, he has thoroughly studied all kinds of fish.Not only the frying and frying in ordinary people's homes, Kiven is also good at steaming and boiling.When Kiven went to flip and adjust, Isaac grabbed a fat fish from the bucket, smashed the fish unconscious with the back of a knife neatly, then disemboweled the fish, scraped the scales and removed the gills.

"One is not enough." Kiven passing by said.

Isaac was smelling the fishy smell on his hand in disgust, and he caught another one, but after disembowelling and taking out the internal organs, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Ike?" Kiven had already rubbed spices on the fish that had been processed before, and was about to go on to the second one, but what he saw was Isaac who was motionless.

Isaac blinked, and very calmly put the guts that had been taken out into the bag prepared before, and threw the fish that had been disembowelled into the water basin.The fish that had lost its internal organs seemed to come to life suddenly, and kept slapping the water with its tail.

Isaac shivered suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Kiven asked.

"Dad, where did you catch your fish?" Isaac asked.He thought his expression would be ugly, but in Kiven's eyes, he just suddenly became serious.

"It's in a newly developed camping park," Kiven replied. "What's going on?"

Isaac thought for a while, then pointed directly at the bag containing the offal, "I seem to have found a part of my little finger."

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"What a bad weekend," Isaac said to Kiven, who was sitting on the couch, after seeing off the police and forensics officers.

"Do you think this is a dismemberment case?" Kiven was very calm from the beginning to the end, and cooperated with the police's inquiries very much, neither asked any questions that should not be asked, nor said anything irrelevant.He didn't ask his experienced son until the police left.

"I don't know." As soon as he spoke, Isaac felt that his tone was too blunt, "Well, I mean, the little finger hasn't completely rotted yet, the forensic personnel should be able to collect the fingerprints on it, and find the fingerprints through comparison with the fingerprint database. The owner of the little finger."

He didn't refer to the victim as the dead, even though he didn't think there was any chance of him surviving.

Kiven didn't continue to ask, and what happened this time didn't affect him at all. He said good night to Isaac in a daze, and Kiven went back to his room to rest.

As for Isaac, who had a dream of being chased and killed by fish spirits all night, when he woke up with a pair of panda eyes, he was very glad that he had an appointment with a psychologist today. At this time, it feels so good to have a spiritual trash can.However, this thought disappeared after he met Dr. Lecter.

Isaac originally thought that his familiarity with Dr. Lecter stemmed from his previous acquaintance, but when he sat down face to face with Dr. Lecter, he was not sure.It was just the two of them in the office, and Isaac felt a little nervous for no reason.

It was Dr. Lecter who spoke first. He didn't mention Issac's previous broken appointment, nor did he say how important his diagnosis was to Issac since the DIA had appointed him as Issac's psychiatrist.Just like chatting with ordinary friends, he looked kind and friendly, "You don't look well, did you not take a break?"

"Huh?" Isaac was still immersed in the uncomfortable feeling before, but when he heard Dr. Lecter's words, he froze for a moment.

"The secretary told me that you seemed to be resting when she called yesterday, since it was already noon. Maybe I can assume that there is something wrong with your sleep?"

"No." Isaac rubbed his face, "At that time, I checked the information all night, and I just fell asleep when the call came."

"So that's the case." Dr. Lecter did not continue to ask, "So, how have you been recently?"

"Um," Isaac pondered for a moment, "something happened last night..." He briefly explained what happened last night, "I hope that girl is still alive, although reason tells me it's impossible."

"Why not? Before you get the exact news, everything is still hopeful." Dr. Lecter changed his voice, "However, how do you know it's a girl?"

"Feeling, this is also a problem that bothers me." Isaac looked at the doctor, "It's a feeling that is hard to describe, just like a math problem, you can get the answer immediately after reading the question. The steps are What I don't know at all, I lost the derivation part."

Just like in the jungle, he blurted out that the missing biological weapon was smallpox, but in fact, without Reid's explanation at the time, he didn't know how he came to that conclusion.

"Hannibal!" Suddenly, a lady in a red dress pushed the door in, followed by a secretary who kept explaining. "You really have guests."

Dr. Lecter first comforted the secretary who didn't stop the person in time with a smile, and then nodded to Isaac apologetically, asking him to wait a while before dealing with the beauty in red. Isaac didn't pay any attention to what he said, the word Hannibal flooded his mind.

Isaac dug out his wallet and took out the business card tucked inside. Dr. Hannibal Lecter's name was embossed in the center, and Isaac was stunned by his instinct to ignore it.For this business card, he paid attention to the title, the address, and the contact number, but he didn't pay attention to the name of the owner of the business card.

Isaac finally knew why Dr. Lecter made him feel uncomfortable.

"Sorry." Dr. Lecter walked in again, and the first thing he did was to apologize again, but he didn't get the expected acceptance, but instead saw Isaac showing a ghost-like expression.Hmm, maybe, with a hint of... fear?

"...Hannibal?" Isaac's voice was tense, every cell in his body was screaming, making him run away immediately.

"I'm glad you called my name."

"Do you like to eat mushrooms?" Isaac suddenly brought up an unrelated topic.

"Of course, but I remember that you never eat mushrooms." Dr. Lecter felt a little bad when he remembered the failed banquet.

"I still have something to do, I'm going back first." Isaac stood up.

"Did my name offend you?" Dr. Lecter was a smart man, and he quickly figured out the reason for Isaac's abnormality.

Issac finally experienced the feeling that his nervous heart wanted to jump out of his chest, but at this moment his mind calmed down, "It's not your fault, it's just that I suddenly remembered that Gaddafi has a son whose name is also Hannibal. Reminds me of something."

Dr. Lecter knew why Isaac came here for consultation. He was not interested in DIA affairs, so he didn't continue to ask. Instead, he sent Isaac to the door in a gentlemanly manner, and said goodbye in a very gracious manner.

After Isaac got into the car and started it, he often let out a breath, with the excitement of brushing shoulders with death.

The excitement didn't last long, and Isaac unexpectedly saw Jim and Blair hitchhiking by the side of the road.

"Why are you here?" Isaac asked, pulling the car closer and rolling down the window.

Before Blair could answer, Jim said, "Are you hurt?"

"What?" Isaac was confused.

"You smell like blood."

Thinking of the sentinel's super sense of smell introduced by Blair, Isaac had to be convinced, "I killed the fish last night, and you can still smell it now?"

"Fish blood and human blood don't taste the same. The blood on your body smells very fresh." Jim said.

Isaac froze.