[Comprehensive British and American] Write Lei Wen in the name of Super Reverse

Accompanied by the music, the host's overly high-spirited voice seemed to come from Baguoxia's ears:

"...The two female guests, please turn on the lights. Next, welcome to the first male guest—"

Then Hannibal tapped and came out.

Faced with such an embarrassing scene, what else can Baguoxia do?

Turning off the lights, of course—no, of course trying to find an excuse.

Bei Guoxia frantically operated, closed the computer, and explained shamelessly: "I'm sorry, I accidentally played the music."

"I don't care at all."

The prey hadn't taken the bait yet, of course Hannibal chose to forgive.

He calmly walked to the table, put the dinner plate on the table, and opened the cover of the dinner plate.

But his heart is already impatient:

How could it be okay?

For Hannibal, every movement should be graceful and rhythmic.

Especially from cooking to serving, they are as graceful as flowing water.

Now, Baguoxia disrupted this harmony with a piece of inexplicably rude music.

He has to pay the price.

But at the same time, Hannibal became interested in this boy named "Jason".

He could see a certain "quality" in the boy.

He could see Jason coming from the darkness at a glance, even though he didn't know the truth about the "darkness".

With so many ideas running through his mind, he wanted to "make Jason" and see what would happen.

Of course, the premise is that the other person in the way is cooked first.

Yes, Jason was a work of art in Hannibal's eyes.

And bagel summer is just a recipe.

At this time, the "artwork" is racking its brains to convey its eyes to the "recipe".

The "recipe" only cares about the computer.

"See you soon, Bei Guoxia, you XX." Jason swears in his heart.

He alone can't bear this scene of being out of his wits:

The severed hand is walking on the bookshelf, so confident, as if this is their bathtub.

Baguoxia finally put the computer bag leaning against the leg of the chair, raised her head, and looked at the bookshelf behind Hannibal:

There, the shameless severed hand made a greeting gesture to him.

Baguoxia's pupils constricted, and she was about to react too much, when she suddenly realized that doing so would make Hannibal suspicious, and thus discovered the severed hand behind her.

So, he forced himself to be calm, turned to Jason and forced a smile, and asked sweetly, "What are we trying to say? My dear."

Jason gritted his teeth fiercely, and squeezed out words: "I don't look into your eyes, I can't remember, 'biscuit'."

In the seemingly close eye contact, the two exchanged turbulent information:

"You are finished, dare to say it and force me to say such disgusting things!"

"Then what method do you think I should use to cover up the sudden eye contact between us?!"

"Why is the hand here? When did it get on the car, didn't you notice?"

"You drove the car out, you didn't even know it, how could I see it?"

"I thought it was with Connor!"

"The doctor must be prevented from discovering this hand. We can't be regarded as a pair of perverts running around with human limbs in our good times!"

Baguoxia withdrew her "overly complicated" eyes, and showed his sincerity to Hannibal: "That's right, Doctor Lecter—where is the bathroom?"

Jason covered his face with one hand.

Hannibal frowned slightly, feeling a burst of dissatisfaction:

People might mention the bathroom before serving food or some time after eating, but when the food is in front of them?

His killing intent, like the anger of a male guest whose lights were all turned off, could not have been raised any higher.

Under the guise, he calmly told "Recipe" the location of the bathroom.

Bei Guoxia trotted past the bookshelves, grabbed the wrist of the severed hand, and wanted to take the opportunity to pull it out and stuff it into his pocket.

But Broken Hand undoubtedly liked the bookshelf, and was unwilling to leave so easily.

No one reprimanded it aloud, making it feel like it was playing a game.

Baguoxia and the Broken Hand engaged in a silent tug-of-war in front of the bookshelf, like a funny mime starring Chaplin.

Jason couldn't laugh at all.

In order not to let Hannibal find out, he immediately raised his voice, pretended to be flustered, and quickly explained the situation of the four people, even admitting that he was "having a nightmare."

Jason barely listened to Hannibal's eloquent talk.

Most of his attention was on Baguoxia who was busy.

Hannibal had already heard something was wrong:

The slight footsteps of "recipe" stopped in front of the bookshelf - he didn't go to the bathroom, but stood behind him all the time, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Jason was still trying to divert his attention.

This clumsy performance made Hannibal amused:

These two people are really innocent and lovely.

"Maybe they're two thieves," he judged, "but not two decent people."

Planning appears easier.

As long as you seize this opportunity, pass out Jason, and then kill the "recipe", you can also wipe out the scene before the next wave of appointment customers arrives.

He made up his mind, straightened his suit, and stood up.

Jason was shocked, and Baguoxia suffocated while holding the severed hand.

Hannibal deliberately didn't look back, approached Jason, pretended to be deep in the conversation, looked into his eyes, and said softly, "So you need..."

At the same time, with a needle covered in medicine between his fingers, he quietly approached Jason's neck.

Just one light stab would put Jason in a coma for at least twelve hours.

But he really underestimated Jason's stress response.

Startled by his sudden approach, Jason jumped up almost immediately - stood on the chair - picked up the plate cover from the table - smashed on his head, continuously.

All in one go.

Hannibal fell down without a sound, hitting his forehead on the edge of the table again.

Beside the unconscious Hannibal lying on the ground, the two were silent and blamed themselves:

How many blows they made this mild-mannered psychiatrist suffer that he shouldn't have suffered in this capacity.

"I just thought he was going to turn around." Jason explained in a low voice.

"Bad hand!" Baguoxia said angrily, holding the severed hand.

The severed hand knew that he had caused trouble, and curled up in frustration.

"We can't leave him behind, what if no one finds out that he has an accident?" Bei Guoxia said worriedly.

"Shall we send him to the hospital gate?" Jason suggested.

"Good idea. I'll carry him, you go to open the door and drive the car over," Baguoxia said, "Hands, you are responsible for clearing the dining table."

Jason opened the door, stunned:

Two visitors stood in front of the door, and the dark-skinned youth among them raised his hand, as if preparing to ring the doorbell.

"Um... hello?" Jason said.

"I'm a member of the BAU team, Morgan." The young man took out his ID and held it up in front of Jason's eyes. "We came to Gotham from Virginia and wanted to ask Dr. Lecter some questions."

"I'm Dr. Spencer," said the young man beside him.

"Dr. Lecter had some accidents," Jason said calmly, "maybe he won't be able to see any visitors today."

Morgan and Spencer exchanged a quick glance.

"Okay," Morgan nodded, and took a step back as if nothing had happened, "Please tell him that we are sorry."

"I'll…" Jason was speaking when Morgan shoved him into the room.

The two fought together.

Spencer broke in after him, and met Baguoxia who was carrying Hannibal.

"Hmm... hello?" Baguoxia said.

Spencer bit his lip.

All his attention was drawn to what was on the table:

It was a severed hand lying quietly on the dinner plate among the small tomatoes and other side dishes.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 one-way street;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Xiaohe Liushui, White Carp, Xi Lefu, and one unknown;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of foreign language Baliu; 5 bottles of Wuwang; 1 bottle of caramel panna cotta;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!Chirp~