[Hannibal] Assimilation

In order to find out the Marisa Schull case and find the imitator, Will took Abigail to Minnesota. In the cabin full of antlers, he discovered something that he had been unwilling to believe.

They chatted about hunting.

"Have you ever hunted?" There was something wrong with Abigail when she came here, she looked nervous, and it seemed that she was not just trying to imitate the crime.

"I have fished before." Will replied, his body was very uncomfortable and covered with cold sweat, this wooden house was so familiar to him, he would dream of it almost every night, Marisa's body was hanging on the On the antlers, blood dripped all over the ground, and Will looked at her, feeling as if she had died by his hands.

"It's all the same, one is to track the prey, and the other is to lure the prey."

Will turned his head slowly, his face was covered with sweat, his hair was wetly stuck to his forehead, his cheeks were thin and his cheekbones were prominent, and he looked very scary. He suddenly asked, "At that time, were you a fisherman or a hunter?"

"My dad taught me to hunt." Abigail said inexplicably, and Will's tone was very strange, which made her feel puzzled.

"That's not what I asked." Will approached her, staring at her tightly, pushing her back step by step, "Those girls your father killed, do you lure them or hunt them, Abby Gail?"

Abigail's face was tense, her expression was filled with fear, she was silent for a long time and finally said, "I'm the bait, did Hannibal tell you?"

"Hannibal? No, he didn't say anything!" Will shook his head in disbelief.

"He said you would protect me, that you would keep it a secret." Abigail's expression was flustered, and what he said made Will even more angry. He looked at the girl, and suddenly grabbed her by the arm and lifted her up hard. Hit the antlers hanging on the wall.

The girl's eyes widened, and the intense pain and the pain of being hurt by someone close to her filled those beautiful eyes, and Will saw his own reflection in her eyes.

That's Garrett Jacob Hobbs.

"There's something wrong with you," suddenly a girl's voice came from behind Will, and Will recovered from the hallucination, and saw Abigail, who had just been killed by him in his imagination, standing beside him. Behind him, "I think you're still sick..."

"God, Jack Crawford is right," Will interrupted her, looking at her in disbelief, and Will even laughed out loud, as if seeing a funny joke, "you killed Nick Ball, and you helped your father kill those girls..."

"No! I didn't help my dad kill anyone!" Abigail shook her head crazily, she felt scared, and she began to regret agreeing to Gabriel to lure Will here. If I can find out that the impersonator is Hannibal, how can he not find out anything else, what she is hiding!

"No! You seduced them! You killed them! How many other people did you kill?" Such a little girl, he thought she was innocent, but in reality?How many people did she kill?

"You think I'm the imitator? You think I killed Marisa?!" Abigail thought Will was crazy, how could she do those things!Although... she did help her father seduce the girls, but she didn't kill anyone except Nick Boll!Especially Marisa!

Remembering that Marisa was killed by Gabriel ordered by Hannibal, Abigail hated Hannibal more and more. She wanted revenge. If it wasn't for that phone call, her mother would not have been killed by her father. Her father may not die, at least he will live in prison, and she will not become an orphan!

"Even if you didn't do it, Abigail, the murderer is someone you know!" Will's eyes were blurred, and he looked like he was about to faint. His words successfully calmed Abigail down, she coldly Asked coldly, "So who do you think that person is?"

"You've known the people I've met this year, Will."

Hannibal looked out the window as the girl tiptoed and fumbled the key from the door frame, and opened the back door of the kitchen.

"Abigail?" Hannibal stood in the Hobbs kitchen calling the girl's name, arms outstretched to her.

She smiled reassuringly when she saw him, and flew into Hannibal's arms like a bird, asking, "Why are you here?"

"I'm worried about you." Hannibal hugged her and stroked her hair like a father, he said, "Will told me to bring you to Minnesota, I strongly objected at the time, I didn't expect him to go his own way, Will Where is Er now?"

"I left him in the cabin by himself, I didn't feel safe with him, so I left," Abigail sighed, looking up at him, "He already knew."

"Jack Crawford, too," Hannibal said flatly, and Abigail said fearfully, "If I run away, they'll come for me, right?"

"You can't protect me anymore." Abigail was like a frightened deer, she always knew how to get the sympathy of male elders.

"They'll arrest you when they find you, yes, and Will," Hannibal said.

Abigail looked at him suspiciously, showing a sad expression, "Did Will kill Marisa?"

"They'll believe it was him, and they'll believe it was him who killed the others." Hannibal was graceful even now, his voice flat, as if he was saying something common, rather than framed. The tone his friend should have.

Abigail seemed to understand something suddenly. She slowly left Hannibal's side, looked at him with a terrified expression, and said, "Will often said that the person who called my house that morning when the incident happened was a copycat." , that serial killer..."

Hannibal just looked at her like that, his cold eyes brought great pressure to Abigail, she retreated to the base of the wall, swallowed, and asked, "Why did you call my house that day?"

"I want to remind your father that Will Graham is coming for him."

"Why?"

"I'm curious how things will develop," Hannibal seemed to be a professor answering students' questions. Whenever Abigail asked, he would answer, as always, "I'm curious about what happened after I killed Marisa." So what, I'm curious what you'll do."

Abigail had been acting very scared. When she heard this sentence, she suddenly widened her eyes and felt very bad.

Gabriel should have killed Marisa!

Just when Abigail felt that things had changed and wanted to remind Gabriel, Hannibal suddenly reached out and pinched her communicator hidden in her scarf from under the cover of her long hair.

Then Abigail heard Hannibal whisper, in a voice that only she could hear, "I'd love to know what Gabriel would do."

As he spoke, he let go of his hand and took a step back, smiling at Abigail's bewildered eyes.

Suddenly a figure broke in from the door, passing through the back door that Abigail deliberately left open just now.

"Don't move!" Will, who had been hiding outside, rushed to Hannibal with a gun in his hand. He looked at Hannibal with a sad expression, obviously heard all the words, and shouted with grief and indignation: "Hannibal! You... why did you do this?! I have always regarded you as a friend!"

"I have always regarded you as a friend, Will." Hannibal turned to look at Will, with an elegant smile on his gentle face. He was wearing a coat with a three-piece shirt and suit inside. He is the most famous man in Baltimore. The psychiatrist, who doesn't seem to have anything to do with the serial killer.

Will raised his head and laughed, his hand holding the gun was firmly facing Hannibal, with tears dripping from the corner of his eyes, he choked up and said, "Take me as a friend? I just heard you say that you want to If you framed me, why did you kill Dr. Sukri? Just to kill me? You also killed Georgia, she is so innocent and so pitiful! How could you do it!"

Will was emotional, and his spiritual world was greatly impacted. His best friend and most trusted psychiatrist was the murderer who played him around behind the scenes. He was soaked in cold malice from head to toe. Under the circumstances, Will felt that he had a splitting headache and almost couldn't hold the gun.

"But I never thought of killing you, Will." Hannibal lowered his eyes, looked at the man who was about to collapse in front of him, and said in a low voice, "You are a good research material, if not necessary I don't want to ruin you."

After Hannibal finished speaking, he suddenly shot to snatch the gun from Will's hand, and they fought.

The sick Will is not Hannibal's opponent at all, but he seems to have a tenacity, even if his mind is not clear, he will hold on to Hannibal, and the pistol/gun falls to the ground. I don't know who among them Kicked to the porch.

Their scuffle terrified Abigail, who shrieked and ducked until a familiar voice rang out.

"Abigail?" A boy came in. He was wearing a short black wool coat, slim jeans that made his long legs straight and long, and a pair of British-style Martin boots on his feet. The maroon scarf woven by Hannibal himself, with brilliant blond hair and eyes as beautiful as the sea in the sun, he is Gabriel Lecter.

"Father? Will?" Gabriel looked at the three of them suspiciously, as if he wished he could not understand their current state. Will was already in a semi-comatose state. Hannibal stopped, and he didn't move again. At that time, he didn't even know who came in, he only knew that he was pestering Hannibal.

Only Abigail, Gabriel's appearance seemed to be a signal, she watched the man who smiled at Gabriel suddenly rush towards him, took out the hunting knife that had been hidden in his pocket and pointed it at Hannibal stabbed in the side.

"Pfft!"

The blade penetrated so easily that Hannibal didn't even notice Abigail, watching as the boy picked up Will's pistol/gun from the ground, gripped it by the handle with his gloved hand, and held it with the same hand he'd taught him. The posture of the gun was aimed at Hannibal.

"Ah——" Abigail succeeded in the blow, but she was startled. She let go of the handle of the knife and stared at the blood on her hands slowly receding. Her face was full of fear and horror, as if she didn't believe it. He got it so easily, and seemed to regret doing anything to Hannibal.

"Abigail," Gabriel called her, and pulled the trigger when the girl looked back at him blankly.

"boom!"

A shot hit the forehead, and the bullet pierced the girl's head, went out from the back of her head, and stuck on the wall behind her.With doubt and disbelief, Abigail fell down, where her father had cut her throat, the blood spread on the back of her head like a blooming red dahlia.

"Why kill her?" Hannibal made a gasping sound, the pain in his waist was so painful that he couldn't use his strength, he knocked out Will before Gabriel could shoot, and when he finally got free, he covered his wound and stood up.

"Of course it's because she shouldn't exist." Gabriel said in a gentle and pleasant voice, pointing his gun at Hannibal again, "I just helped my father do what you wanted to do, which is in line with your performance. In the FBI It's more convincing when it comes."

"How do you know that I want to kill her?" Hannibal smiled with difficulty. He wanted to get closer to Gabriel, but he was shot in the foot.

"Because she did something stupid," Gabriel said, tilting his head, laughing, "You didn't intend to keep her alive when she dug up Nick's body, am I right, Hannibal?"

"That's right," Hannibal stood up straight, his eyes were darkened by the massive blood loss, he blinked, and the boy in front of him became clear again, "She's threatening your safety, Gabriel, originally I didn't intend to kill her, but she knows too many secrets about you, and you have a character that is difficult to control, I'm afraid you will suffer in her hands."

"Is that true, Hannibal?" Gabriel approached him, so close, so close that their breaths mingled, "Are you sure it's not your perverted possessiveness at work? My angel How can you be with a girl like this - are you sure that's not what you're thinking? You didn't intend to keep Abigail alive when I first showed that I was on good terms with her? Will it be like this Also because of your jealousy, Hannibal, you are a terrible man."

"Ah, you see right through me, Gabriel." Hannibal had to lean against the cupboard to keep from falling over, Gabriel on top of him, just like they did last night when they were intimate.

Looking at the man's still graceful expression, Gabriel suddenly stretched out his left hand and pressed on his wound.

"Woo——" the severe pain made Hannibal cry out in pain, and he almost fainted. He opened his eyes again after a long delay, looked at the boy in front of him, and showed a gentle and tolerant smile, "Then you want Kill me, Myangle?"

"No." Gabriel looked into his brown eyes, took his weak hand, put the gun into Hannibal's hand, and then clasped the hand holding the gun with both hands, forcing Hannibal to hold his finger Putting it on the trigger, he raised his head and smiled at Hannibal, "You're the one who's going to kill me, father."

"No! Gabriel stop!" Horror appeared in Hannibal's eyes for the first time, he wanted to withdraw his hand but couldn't do it, his fingers were pushed, and there was a feeling of pulling the trigger on his fingertips, amidst the loud gunshot, For a split second Hannibal felt the world fade before his eyes, and he watched the boy fall, shot in the chest.

A lot of blood flowed out of his body, Hannibal knelt on the ground ignoring the wound on his waist, and pressed his hands tightly to the bloody opening, he heard the boy say to him.

"You can no longer control me."

Heart-piercing pain spread from Hannibal's chest. He kept calling Gabriel's name, begging him not to close his eyes. He took out his mobile phone and dialed 911. At this time, he couldn't think of waiting for the police to arrive. What would happen to him, the child he raised with his own hands, his lover lay dead in a pool of blood, Hannibal would do anything as long as he could live.

"You are too ruthless Gabriel, is this your revenge?"

The beautiful blond hair was stained with blood. He was lying in Hannibal's arms. Hearing this sentence, Gabriel raised the corners of his lips, showing an angelic smile, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

"Gabriel! NoNoNoNo! please!"

When Jack arrived at the scene, the blood on the ground stung his eyes. Hannibal knelt on the ground like a lost loser. When he saw Jack coming in, he suddenly looked up and laughed. I don't know when it has been filled with tears.

"Hannibal Lecter, I'm Jack Crawford, FBI Director, and I'm arresting you for multiple murders, including Abigail Hobbs, and you better keep quiet because you said Every word you say will become evidence in court." Jack frowned and walked to Hannibal, his eyes no longer admiring and trusting Hannibal, but full of disgust, "Cuff him and take him away !"

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I feel like you guys are going to hit me after reading this chapter_(:зゝ∠)_ Please be gentle

Chapter 27 has been completed in the reader group and Weibo, remember to read it

ps: It’s best to read it before this chapter, otherwise I’m afraid the babies won’t be in the mood to read h after reading this chapter_(:зゝ∠)_