[Hannibal] Assimilation

"Fred Lautz put the whole case on her crime revealing network, which is really a big deal." Gabriel sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, holding an ipad in his hand, watching with gusto, "Garrett Jacob Boo Hobbs butchered his victims like cattle and devoured them in his cabin full of antlers... oh, they should have been baked with the utmost care actually, Miss Lowes was Didn’t you go to the scene, I mean the cabin, father, have you been there?”

When Hannibal came out of the bathroom, he heard Gabriel ask him this. He wiped his dripping hair and said to the boy on the bed, "It's your turn to wash Gabriel."

"You haven't answered my question yet, Father." Gabriel threw the ipad aside and lay on his back in a large font. He watched Hannibal come and sit down, squinting at him.

"Maybe, why are we talking about this? When I catch a plane for the day, just because my angel said he's not used to sleeping alone... There are many things we should do instead of this, right ,my child?"

Gabriel looked at him and smiled slowly, "You're right, Hannibal."

Whenever Gabriel calls out Hannibal's name, it means that their identities are not father and son at this moment, but a boy who has the right to vote and is about to come of age, and a man.

I have to admit that Hannibal is a very charming person. He has an old-fashioned gentlemanly demeanor. Usually, outsiders see Hannibal as elegant and polite. Only in front of Gabriel will he be different. .

For example, at this moment, probably because Hannibal had just taken a shower, Hannibal's eyes were covered with mist, and Gabriel couldn't see what was in his eyes. The brown eyes are getting closer and closer, and his figure is reflected in the pupils.

Gabriel let himself go only when he could only see Hannibal's ears due to the close distance, and he knew that his eyes were frosty at this moment.

When he was 16 years old and first hunted with his own hands under the guidance of Hannibal, he vowed to get rid of Hannibal. Watching life disappear before his eyes and personally ending a life like himself, this sense is completely Not the same, Gabriel admitted that he was scared, and his only remaining values ​​let him know that this kind of thing is scary and lonely, even Hannibal wants to create a similar one.

In comparison, the things that Hannibal did to him seemed insignificant, after all, he also enjoyed it-to be precise, most of them were served by Hannibal.

For example, now, Hannibal's hands are wide and stable, with dry palms and thin, thin calluses on his fingers. Gabriel's deft movements when he circled them made Gabriel breathless, and his slightly damp hair rubbed against Gabriel's cheeks. There were ambiguous water marks on the lower abdomen, and the thin lips pressed against the head, and in conjunction with the movements of the hands, brought Gabriel the ultimate enjoyment.

"Hmm..." Gabriel grabbed Hannibal's hair with his hands, and when he swallowed it all, his nose let out a cat-like moan. Gabriel restrained his aggressiveness, and handed everything over to Hannibal Nibal.The depression made the corners of his eyes reddened, and his whole body trembled, but those beautiful hands were incredibly gentle.

His nails were sharp and sharp, scraping back and forth on Hannibal's scalp and neck, and Hannibal was human too, and he had taught Gabriel about human weaknesses, and that applied to Hannibal as well.

The nail accidentally scratched Hannibal's neck, which was very small and only a little blood oozes out.

"Relax, Gabriel." Hannibal spat it out, wiped the liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth because he couldn't swallow, and squinted, "You hurt me."

"I'm sorry, father..." Gabriel's lips were held down by Hannibal, and his rough fingertips kneaded the soft lips until Hannibal said, " You should call me by my name at times like this, Gabriel."

"Well, Hannibal, you know, I'm just used to it."

Gabriel's explanation made Hannibal's eyes flash slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end. After the boy under him was released, he stopped and went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth. When he came out again, he looked at the young man looking up. Lying naked/smooth skin was covered with sweat, his eyes darkened for a moment, and then he whispered: "Gabriel, it's time for you to wash up."

"By the way, that Detective Will will come to my clinic tomorrow." After a long exercise, the hair is almost dry, Hannibal lifted the quilt and lay down, thinking about it for Gabriel "Crawford wanted to know if Agent Graham was going to be on duty, and I told him Agent Will needed help," Lew said.

Gabriel's originally unfocused eyes suddenly fluctuated violently when he heard this sentence. He turned over and lay on Hannibal's flexible waist, forming a beautiful arc. Hannibal couldn't help reaching out to caress up.

"What is father going to do?" The annoying hand stroked his back, but Gabriel didn't have time to pay attention to it. An agent with such talent fell into Hannibal's hands, tsk tsk, seems very interesting?

"Let's make our bet more interesting, but from this point of view, you're doomed, Gabriel." Hannibal couldn't put it down to the silky touch of his palm, and the swelling between his legs became more and more painful, making him have to pay attention to his body. The boy urged: "Go take a shower, you are covered in sweat."

"I still disagree." Gabriel obediently climbed down, stepping barefoot on the black carpet, reminding Hannibal of those artworks carved with jade.

Gabriel said before closing the door: "The FBI is not all idiots. Will may be fine china, but a broken teacup is not irreparable."

"You want to be the one who fixes the teacup?"

"I'm not qualified, father." Gabriel shrugged, and the moment he closed the door to block Hannibal's sight, he raised the corners of his lips, thinking in his heart—but it's not impossible to try, and Hannibal directly Confrontation is not what he wants to see, he can't rush for quick success, this man is extremely dangerous.If it's through Will... Maybe you can give it a try.

The recent plantation incident has made people panic. Anyone who knows that there is a psychopath in his city who buries people alive in the soil as nourishment for growing mushrooms will feel creepy. The Special Crime Revealing Network also mentioned that it should be protected Their FBI hopes to solve the case on a lunatic who can understand the perverted killer—referring to Will Graham, and Will's psychological problems have also been exposed.

If Gabriel only thought Fred Lotz was funny before, then now he admired her a little, and Fred was the first one who dared to eavesdrop on his conversation with Will under Hannibal's nose.After being threatened to delete, she kept a backup and dared to publish it on the website. Gabriel applauded her even more.

Hannibal is not a person who likes to endure. Although he is very tolerant, this is not contradictory. A good hunter needs not only the passion of hunting, but also the patience to wait for the prey to show its flaws.

Gabriel dared to bet that Miss Lowes must have been on Hannibal's menu and was at the top of the list. As long as he thought of Hannibal's face when he heard the news, Gabriel wanted to laugh.

He used the word naughty to describe Laozi's behavior. It was different from the pampering of Gabriel. Hannibal's eyes at that time were terribly indifferent. The kitchen was plated and brought to the table.

Those things are a bit far away from Gabriel. He has been looking for opportunities to hook up with Will. The impression he left in the FBI Academy was not deep enough. Gabriel only occasionally emailed Will to discuss some cases in textbooks. It hasn't reached the point where there is nothing to talk about. To Will, Gabriel is just a studious student, not even a friend.

It's just that Gabriel didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon. It was a sunny day. Gabriel took the SAT test in June and submitted an application to Johns Hopkins University. During this period of waiting for the results Gabriel can be said to be very relaxed. He signed up for several sports such as rock climbing and cycling, and plans to exercise/physical fitness.

Thinking of Abigail because the only time they had ever met was on a hike, Gabriel thought maybe he should go see her, the girl who shared his fate.

Gabriel doesn't like the feeling of the hospital very much. Although the lighting there is very good, it always gives Gabriel a dark feeling. Life and death are confined to such a special place, which is embarrassing, not to mention the use of disinfectant. It also smells bad.

He bought a bouquet of flowers from a flower shop near the hospital, Casablanca, the language of flowers is eternal beauty, girls like this kind, don't they?But Gabriel actually prefers its other flower language, death.

When Gabriel pushed open the door of the ward, the young girl was still lying on the hospital bed. She had been in a coma for a long time, and her body was much thinner than when he saw her before, with various tubes inserted into her body. There is only the sound of instruments.

Will should stay here often, Gabriel found on the sofa the coat and blanket that Will forgot to take away, it seems that he still sleeps here occasionally.

"Hi, Abigail," Gabriel greeted and waved the flowers in his hand, "Long time no see, I don't know if you still remember me, well, I brought you flowers, I miss you Better put it in a vase?"

Gabriel stood in the sun and smiled, his soft hair seemed to be fluttering in the holy light. His smile could melt the glaciers in the North Pole, but Abigail couldn't see it at all.

He put/put the flowers into a vase, and sat down beside Abigail's hospital bed. The brown-haired girl was lying unconscious, and Gabriel didn't care. He said something he wanted to say in a low voice.

"When I saw you that time, I thought we were very similar. Ha, does this sentence sound like I'm picking on you? And it's the most old-fashioned way of saying it. I didn't expect that now our guardians have become the same One, Hannibal, have you met him already? You will like him, no one can dislike him." Gabriel laughed at himself, and the smile on his lips gradually cooled, with a kind of seldom on his face The indifference seen on the Internet, "Abigail, you are just like me, we are all accomplices of murderers."

"No, you may just be an accomplice, and I have become an accomplice, and I will even inherit this status. You are very lucky, really," Gabriel leaned down and whispered in Abigail's ear, "I hope you can cherish your Lucky for you, Abigail — father's favorite daughter."

After Gabriel finished speaking, the door was opened, and a tall and thin man in a white coat walked in pushing a mobile bed.

"Abigail Hobbs?" The man walked to the bedside, looked at the name on it, and said to Gabriel, "I'm going to take her for an examination next, are you?

"An ordinary friend, come and see her." Gabriel gave up his seat and watched the male doctor move the thin girl onto the mobile bed. Contour words.

"Do you like growing mushrooms?" Gabriel asked, giving him a sweet smile.

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Mina-san has been waiting for a long time (???????) the baby is back