[Hannibal] Assimilation

Gabriel woke up just after dawn. The dream all night made him very tired. He felt like he didn’t know if he had slept or not. He lay motionless on the bed and stared at the ceiling until the light became brighter and brighter. .

At 7:30, the alarm clock set on the mobile phone rang on time. After Gabriel finished washing in the bathroom that came with him in the ward, he heard a very slight sound of footsteps stopping in front of his ward door, followed by a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Gabriel cleared his throat, but he still couldn't hide his low hoarseness. Since he got a lung infection from a gunshot wound, he coughed for more than a month, and his throat was badly coughed up.

"Hi, good morning Gabriel." The beautiful lady nurse came in, and she was already familiar with Gabriel after more than two months of contact. Seeing his black eyes, she asked with some distress, "Last night Didn't sleep well again?"

"It's okay," Gabriel smiled, and he didn't want to get entangled in this issue. He glanced at the caregiver who was more relaxed and happy than usual, and said, "It seems that Mr. Elvis has finally figured it out. proposed?"

"Ah?! Gabriel, how do you know?" The young lady nurse had just handed warm water and medicine to Gabriel when she heard him say that, and she blushed immediately.

"It's a good guess," Gabriel took the medicine, handed the cup back to the nurse, tilted his head to look her up and down, and said with a smile, "Miel, you don't usually wear makeup, but today not only You have put on makeup, and your hair has been beautifully styled, and you smell like rose perfume. As far as I know, Mr. Elvis is a bit lacking in romance. He won’t think of sending you flowers if it’s not an important day Yes, but the most important thing is..."

Gabriel paused intentionally, and Miel really listened curiously.

He blinked, showing a smug look, "The most important thing is, I actually suggested him to propose."

"what?"

"Isn't Ms. Mier very dissatisfied with Mr. Elvis' dullness? The most romantic thing I can tell him is to say the words 'marry me'." Gabriel didn't feel complacent for long, Because Mier couldn't bear the banter on his face, she felt ashamed and embarrassed at the thought of being guided by a child much younger than herself, so she simply stuffed the thermometer in her hand into Gabriel's mouth, angrily away.

Gabriel held the thermometer in his mouth with a suppressed smile on his face. When Mier walked to the door and turned his head again, he immediately turned serious.

"Thank you, Gabriel." Miel said softly. She looked at the boy who was brought back from the brink of death, and sincerely hoped that he would be happy. "I also wish you to find your lover soon."

"By the way, don't forget the meeting time later. Mr. Graham specifically asked me to remind you that I will accompany you there when the time comes." Mier reminded.

"thank you, I know now."

After receiving Gabriel's response, Miel walked out. She looked at the ward behind her and sighed. She was specially invited by Mr. Graham to take care of Gabriel. She knew that there was a lot of ups and downs outside recently. The psychiatrist’s murder case is related to Gabriel, and he also knows that today is the day Gabriel’s adoptive father will appear in court. After more than two months of contact, Miel clearly knows that Gabriel is different from the rumors outside. He is humorous and polite. Humble and a great friend.

Miel expressed understanding that Gabriel chose to meet the people who might be his biological parents today.

Seeing the door close in front of his eyes, Gabriel's soft eyes suddenly became sharp. He took down the electronic thermometer and looked at the number displayed on it, and whispered: "I will never have a lover."

He stood up, took off his hospital gown, walked to the cabinet and took out the bag of clothes that Will brought him two days ago, when he suddenly pulled out the bag, something fell out.

Gabriel looked down and saw that the maroon woolen scarf was lying quietly on the ground. It was exactly what he was wearing the day he was shot. The other clothes were either cut torn or stained with blood and could not be washed clean. Only this... He washed it and put it here. After so long, he had long forgotten it, but now he was taken aback when he saw it.

He bent down to pick it up, feeling soft and warm in his hands, remembering that this was the first scarf he asked Hannibal to knit for him, the man's clumsy look of holding the needle and thread still seemed to be in front of him.

Originally, Hannibal planned to practice a few more times before presenting the perfect finished product to Gabriel, but Gabriel wanted the one with ugly stitches that he wove.

He likes to see the embarrassed expression on Hannibal's elegant and calm face. Every time he sees Gabriel wearing this scarf, Hannibal will turn black, and Gabriel laughs in front of him.

Gabriel shook his head and brushed those memories out of his mind. He stuffed the scarf into the closet, took out the clothes from the bag, and put them on one by one.

When he closed the cabinet door, he stared at the scarf for a long time, and he closed the cabinet door and left the ward when Mier knocked on the door to remind him.

"Mr. George and Ms. George are already waiting in the downstairs reception room. They expressed their desire to invite you to have breakfast." Mier saw the boy come out, her eyes lit up, and it was the first time she saw Gabriel wearing her own clothes.

The sweater is a little loose, probably because Gabriel has lost a lot of weight recently, but it doesn't detract from his handsomeness in the slightest. Instead, he has a cute feeling like the brother next door wearing his brother's clothes.

The overly long bangs were pinned behind his ears, revealing his full and beautiful ears. From the side, he has a clear outline, a high nose bridge, brightly colored lips, and a warm smile is always outlined at the corners of his mouth.

"What a beautiful lady."

"Huh?" Gabriel looked at Mier suspiciously, but didn't realize who she was talking about.

"Gabriel, you are so pretty." Seeing that he was about to blurt out his mouth for a moment, Miel simply praised him generously.

"Thank you, Miel, you are beautiful too." Gabriel smiled gently and didn't care. His attention was on the couple. He thought for a while and asked, "Is it only the Georges who came? No." other people?"

"Yes, only them."

"Well, let's go then."

When Gabriel went to meet the pair of people who claimed to be his parents, Hannibal was sitting in the escort vehicle to the state court, his hands and feet were chained to a belt around his waist, and he could move very much. Small, there are two police officers with guns sitting opposite. The closed escort vehicle cannot see the outside situation, but Hannibal has observed carefully before getting into the vehicle. Two police motorcycles clear the way in front of the escort vehicle, followed by a The police car, with three policemen on it, is also fully equipped.

Hannibal was thinking that he would be shot to death if he moved a little in front of such a police force, but he couldn't wait any longer, he hadn't been convicted yet, so they didn't dare to use too restrictive instruments of torture. I'm afraid that he has more than these on his body, and it will be even more impossible to escape at that time.

Hannibal felt he couldn't wait for another moment, he had no time.

Thinking of this, Hannibal lowered his head and looked at his broad and stable palm.I roughly calculated the route out of the prison, and judged that I should have left the city by now, and the vehicle was driving on a road with very little traffic.

Hannibal snapped his left thumb with a sudden move. Before the two police officers on the opposite side had time to react, his left hand broke free from the handcuffs and rushed towards one of the black police officers who had already drawn out his gun.

The black police officer only felt a huge force coming from the hand holding the gun. After a "bang" gunshot, he was shot in the thigh, and the pain caused him to lose the gun in his hand.The temples were pressed against the guns by the people behind, and the body was wrapped and held against the front,

"Don't move! Let him go!" His companion yelled, because of the hostage's relationship, he threw a mouse weapon, but the murderer behind him suddenly shot his companion.

Seeing his companion die in front of his eyes, the black police officer roared and slammed backwards, hitting the murderer against the wall of the car and falling to the ground.He turned around, raised his fist and punched the man in the face.

At this time, the driver in front had already reacted, and after an unpleasant brake sound, the car stopped, and they were thrown up by the huge inertia, and they hit each other hard. The man stabbed it hard with his fingers, and the severe pain made him yell, and then an iron chain was wrapped around his neck, and the policeman was strangled until he rolled his eyes.

Hannibal dug out the keys from the policeman's pocket, and unlocked the handcuffs and anklets. There was a sound of the door being unlocked outside the escort car. He picked up the two guns on the ground, and pulled the man who was still alive. Police stood in front of him.

The tall body completely covered Hannibal. When the door was opened, there was no one in sight. The police car was parked not far away, the door was opened as a cover, and a policeman shouted to him through a loudspeaker.

"Drop your weapons, Lecter you can't escape!"

Hannibal stood still, but reached into the hostage's wound and tore it open with his fingers, in exchange for the black policeman's screams of pain.

The policeman hiding behind the bunker couldn't help sticking his head out and attacking the escort car. Hannibal seized the opportunity and shot him in the head. There were several heart-piercing calls from the opposite side. The death of his companion made the other party angry Impulsive, Hannibal hid behind the tall hostage, and slowly raised the corners of his lips.

A few minutes later, Hannibal quickly picked up a police officer who was about the same size as him, put on his police uniform and pushed up the police motorcycle that had fallen to the ground, forcing himself to ignore the pain all over his body, and stepped onto it with difficulty.

Hannibal's bloody mouth was reflected in the rearview mirror. He wiped it with his hand, started the motorcycle and left the spot, leaving behind the burning police car and corpses all over the place.

Gabriel sat across from Mrs. George and Mrs. George, as soon as he saw Mrs. George, he rushed over and took his hand and called him Gabi. He burst into tears when he shouted. Although Mr. George was not as excited as Mrs. George, he was full of father Looking at him with eyes of love almost made Gabriel turn away.

After finally being able to escape with the help of Emil, they ordered some breakfast. While waiting for the breakfast to be delivered, the atmosphere was a little stiff. Gabriel adjusted his mentality and took the initiative to bring up the topic about his childhood.

"You were only five years old at that time, and you already knew how to do things for your father. You were a very good child." Mrs. George choked up. She was a middle-aged woman with blond hair and blue eyes. Looking very ordinary, like the average American housewife, she said a lot about her children's past.

"Sorry, I don't remember much about the past." Gabriel lowered his head as if disappointed.

"It doesn't matter, you were too young at that time." Mr. George's facial outline is somewhat similar to that of Gabriel. Such a couple, sitting with Gabriel, really look like a family. It is believed that Gabriel is their child.

But Gabriel knew that the Gabi they were talking about was definitely not him. Although he didn't have a deep impression of what happened before the age of five, he would never forget the day he met Hannibal, let alone Hannibal later. The things he did when he brought him home.

Now what he needs to identify is whether they are really the parents who lost their children or are they sent by someone else, such as his mysterious blood relatives.

"By the way, I also brought your previous photos. Maybe you can think of something when you see the photos, little Gabby." Mrs. George took out a thick photo album from her bag and handed it to Gabriel, with a smile on her face. Looking kindly, he looked at Gabriel with loving eyes.

Gabriel took over the old photo album. The cover of the photo album was a bit old, with burrs on the edges, and it looked like it was flipped frequently. He opened the photo album, and what appeared in front of him was a photo of a little boy with blond hair and blue eyes. Recorded his time from birth to five years old.

Gabriel suddenly felt a little depressed. Maybe the couple really lost their child. The child was indeed very similar to him. What will the little boy look like when he grows up? He looked up at the Georges and found that they clasped their hands and looked at him with hopeful eyes.

Gabriel didn't know what to say. At this moment, his mobile phone rang suddenly. Gabriel stood up and said to the Georges, "Sorry, I'm going to answer the call." Then he put down the album, and without waiting for their answer, he called Go outside the living room.

Gabriel took out his mobile phone and found that it was Will's call. He pressed the answer button and only said a word, and Will's anxious voice came from the opposite side.

"Gabriel, are you okay!?" Will didn't give him a chance to speak, and said very fast, "You don't make a sound, listen to me! Hannibal escaped from prison! He killed those policemen, Stealing a motorcycle and wearing a police uniform, Gabriel, stay there-no no no, you come directly to the FBI, hear? I'll go there and wait for you!"

"Whether he will look for you or not, I just know to ensure your safety first. He has disappeared for a while, and the arrest warrant will be broadcast on TV immediately. Jack has sent someone to pick you up, but I think if he The target was you at the beginning, and I’m afraid it will be too late, so you have to act yourself. If he hasn’t passed by, Jack’s people are just in ambush in the hospital, and it’s safest for you to leave early!” Will’s thoughts were confused and he was a little incoherent , but it is also a good way. If they are lucky, they can really catch Hannibal here at Gabriel.

Because Gabriel knew that if Hannibal escaped, he would come to him immediately.

Gabriel's hand holding the phone trembled, and he heard himself say in a dry voice, "I see, I know what to do."

Gabriel hung up the phone, he found himself hesitant, he didn't expect Hannibal to escape so quickly, would he come to kill him?

Thinking of this, an irrelevant matter suddenly popped up in Gabriel's chaotic mind, and his hand that was about to push open the door of the reception room stopped.If I remember correctly, there were only photos of the boy in the album just now, and there were no other people, no group photos, no house exteriors, road signs and other iconic things.

Also, it seemed that he saw something familiar in those photos.

Gabriel's heart beat wildly. At this moment, he forgot Will's instructions just now. He pushed open the door and quickly ran in. Under the puzzled eyes of the Georges and Emil, he said to Mrs. George: "Just now Give me another look at your photo album, hurry up!"

George and his wife looked at each other, seeming a little hesitant.

Emil had never seen Gabriel lose his composure like this before. She stood up and called Gabriel's name.

Gabriel ignored her. As soon as he got the photo album, he eagerly flipped through it. As he flipped through the pages of the photo album, Gabriel's breathing became more and more rapid, his throat was itchy, and he wanted to cough, but he was nervous He pursed his lips, his face tensed.

Emil looked at Gabriel worriedly. His body hadn't fully recovered, and it would be unhealthy for him to be too emotional. She wondered if she should persuade him. Just when she was about to speak, the lobby of the reception room The TV on the screen suddenly jumped, and a news anchorwoman replaced the previous singing program.

[The FBI issued a wanted warrant across the United States... The suspect is extremely vicious... Former Baltimore psychiatrist Hannibal Lecter was arrested on suspicion of multiple murders and escaped from prison this morning... The methods are extremely brutal... If you find anything, please report to the police immediately report]

"Ah? Gabriel...he is..." Emil was so scared looking at the picture on the TV that she covered her mouth in fear.

Gabriel flipped through the album from the beginning, and then rewound to the penultimate photo, and finally found the familiar denim messenger bag in the corner of the photo. The cloth bag in the photo was brand new, and it looked like it had just been taken out of the box. Bailie's fingers trembled, and looking at the boy in the photo, he can say with certainty that this is him!

He raised his eyes and looked sharply at George and his wife, and shouted, "Who the hell are you?!"

"We? We are your parents, Gabriel!" The two middle-aged men and women looked at each other blankly. Mrs. George wanted to reach out to grab Gabriel, but he pushed him away. When they looked at him with hurt expressions When he looked at him, he felt nothing but nausea.

Seeing the resistance on Gabriel's face, George and his wife suddenly changed their faces and pulled out a gun, pointing at Gabriel.

Having seen this kind of scene there, Mier immediately screamed loudly.

Mrs. George turned her gun and shouted loudly like a shrew: "Shut up! You bitch!" Apart from them, there were some restaurant waiters in the reception room. Seeing this scene, they all screamed. He fled, but was shot and killed by Mrs. George.

The rest obediently crouched in the corner and shivered under Mrs. George's orders.

"I wanted to trick you away and then kill you, but I didn't expect you to see through it. Is there any flaw in the photo?" Mr. George overturned the seat and walked in front of Gabriel, holding his gun against his chest. Michel was so frightened that she sobbed softly, and Mrs. George gave her a slap impatiently.

"Stop, don't hurt her!" Gabriel yelled at Mrs. George. He looked at them, thinking of ways to escape while delaying time. "Can I figure out what's going on before I die? You guys Why are there really pictures of me when I was a child? And those pictures look like they were carefully selected-I mean ten years ago, those pictures have been there for many years, right? You can tell from the traces that there is no You didn’t come here temporarily, so why is there no exterior view of the house, no road signs, and no information about my location? Who are these photos for?”

"Perhaps you can ask God what's going on." Mr. George showed a malicious smile, "I'm sorry, my son, but the task I received was to kill you. I don't have the heart to ask about the employer's affairs."

"Employer? Well, one last question." Gabriel intentionally showed a very nervous expression to make himself look non-threatening, "How much is my life worth?"

"Hahahaha, what? Don't you want to spend money to buy it back?" George and his wife raised their heads and laughed. They looked at Gabriel as if they were looking at an innocent child. Said the voice, "That's not a price you can afford, my little Gabby."

'I knew I couldn't afford it without even asking, which meant that it was indeed an astronomical figure, and it seemed that the people who hired them were very rich. Gabriel thought calmly. He saw a table knife on the leg of the table that was overturned just now. If he could get it, he might be able to kill them, but in front of so many people...

Just as Gabriel was hesitating, his ear was suddenly burned, "like the burning sensation when a bullet passed through quickly." Just as Gabriel judged the result in his mind, he heard a gunshot next to his ear.

Mr. George in front of him was shot between the eyebrows, and all his expressions were frozen on his face. Gabriel could clearly see the bullet piercing his head, because the blood that shot out from the gap because of the short distance splashed on Gabriel On his face, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

When she opened it again, Mrs. George on the side also fell down, with a knife flying from a distance stuck in her heart, just like the murder scene Gabriel imagined just now.

Familiar footsteps came from behind, and Gabriel's heart was beating like thunder, his hands and feet were stiff. When he made up his mind to turn around, his body was hugged into his arms first, and he heard a gentle and sexy voice sighing beside his ears.

"My Gabriel, my love."

Then his head was turned away, and his lips were kissed before he could see the man's face clearly.

The author has something to say:

Big explosion!Nearly [-] and finally finished writing this story, although it is very tiring, but it is worth it for the babies to see the complete story (*^__^*) hee hee...

ps: Starting tonight, I will correct the typos in the previous chapters. I am not sure when it will be completed. Maybe the article will keep reminding that there are updates. Please forgive me. The normal update time is usually after [-] o'clock in the evening.

pps: Yesterday, a baby said that he couldn’t imagine Gabriel’s long hair. I found two pictures on the Internet, and I think they fit Gabriel’s personality. I posted them below. If you are interested, you can log on to the jj website to see Look, or you can also go to my Weibo, the Weibo name is a pseudonym.

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