[Hannibal] Assimilation

"Even by medieval standards, my palace is vast. The foyer alone is equivalent to the Norman church in Palermo." Hannibal sat across from Gabriel on the train they were moving.

"Solemn, exquisite, timeless, with a touch of death—the carvings of bones on the floor." Hannibal introduced his Mind Palace to Gabriel, on the train they were about to make for the foyer.

"Is Baltimore among them?" Gabriel asked, holding his chin, looking at the scenery outside the window, and blinking, "And those places we have been to, I like that little house by the sea, hanging On the turbulent Atlantic Ocean, being attacked by sea water every day, it seems that the next second will be swallowed by the sea."

"Yes, they are all there." Hannibal looked at the profile of the young man, and had to admit that Gabriel had grown up, and the profile of his profile was more angular than before, and he looked more like a man, instead of boys.

"Is Misha here?" Gabriel turned to look at Hannibal.That pair of always steady and elegant eyes suddenly tightened when he heard this name. Gabriel even felt that Hannibal was afraid at that moment, so he didn't ask that sentence. Hannibal's first place—— Was the old Lecter house in Lithuania also in his mind palace?

Then Gabriel didn't speak any more, they were silent for a while, but it was Hannibal who spoke first, he folded his hands on the raised leg, and said softly.

"I'll never go home, Gabriel, where you are now is my home."

The church has always been a solemn place, and Gabriel doesn't like it very much, and he doesn't understand Hannibal's love for the church, just like he doesn't understand Hannibal's belief in God.

"Is this a gift from you to God?" Gabriel looked at Hannibal's latest masterpiece. Gabriel killed with a strong purpose. Sometimes his inner morality was touched, and sometimes it was Hannibal. He imitated Hannibal's order to place their corpses, but in fact he didn't have any thoughts about them; Hannibal was different, his heart was full of emotions, as if he was painting a painting praising God.

"Do you think God will like it?" Hannibal smiled gracefully, obviously very satisfied with his work.

"I don't know, I just think this place is very beautiful, and people want to see what will happen if it is destroyed." In the palace with a history of hundreds of years, Gabriel's inner restlessness was provoked, Ever since he was assassinated in a Baltimore hospital by the pair of killers posing as his parents, Gabriel has often felt unable to control his inner malice, especially in a place like this.

Imagine a church in the daytime, the mass is in progress, the pews are packed, the choir sings solemnly... what a beautiful picture.

Gabriel wanted to tear off their masks so that God could see the true faces of these people, but if it was God, he would certainly know them, so only a mediocre person like himself would worry about these human beings with masks, right?

"God will not redeem us," Hannibal noticed something wrong with Gabriel, he looked the young man in the eyes, and said to him, "because salvation is indecent, he will just sit on the throne of God and look at him flock of sheep, just watch."

"Then God can't do anything?" Gabriel sneered, he shrugged, watched Hannibal finish his work, and then disappeared into the church with him.

They didn't go far though, Hannibal wanted to stay here, he felt he needed to be alone with Gabriel for a few days, Gabriel didn't care about that, only when he saw Will Graham here , to be honest Gabriel was surprised.

Will did not come alone. When he walked into the Norman church in Palermo, he said to the girl next to him: "Even in a civilized society, we are only here to be closer to God."

"Do you feel closer to God?" The girl asked with a smile. After a few months, her hair should be longer, and she should have grown up a bit, looking more beautiful.

"I'm not here to find God," Will replied.

He walked into the church step by step, and the topics he talked with the girls around him were strikingly similar to those of Hannibal and Gabriel. When he found a dead body in the church, he wondered if Hannibal had been there. Said, "If we find him, we can bring Gabriel home in no time, Abigail."

At the police station Will meets the odd Inspector Rinaldo Pazzi, a cop from Florence.

"I'm curious what you were doing in the church? The priest of the Norman church said you stayed there alone for a long time." Inspector Patch asked.

"I'm saying my prayers," Will replied.

"Prayer can draw some comfort, it can give you a completely different feeling, and make you feel that you are not alone." Inspector Patch obviously regarded Will as a strange person, or something else, and he couldn't tell him the truth He was not alone, but since it was very likely that the other party would regard him as a psychopath, Will simply kept silent.

When Will finished the Palermo police's questioning, that Inspector Patch found him again. Inspector Patch bluntly checked Will's information, and he felt that they seemed to have something in common.

Will followed him to church again, as they discovered that the object of their suspicions was the same man.

Detective Patch met him 20 years ago—the Florentine monster, who is used to putting together victims into beautiful paintings, and he once met a man who often went to art galleries in the Uffizi Gallery. The Lithuanian young man who copied it was copying it day after day under the painting of the victim, as if redrawing it with flesh and blood.

Inspector Patch felt that he had grasped a very important inspiration. That was the most glorious time of his life. He took his colleagues to turn the young man's house upside down. However, without finding any evidence They could only let him go.

Then Patch and his colleagues found another suspect—who was ultimately exonerated after two years in prison, and Patch's career was ruined.

Patch showed Will the photos of the scene, and then left, he knew Will's ability, he wanted to use Will to catch that man, the Florentine demon has become his obsession, he must catch him Otherwise, his life can only be hung on the rack of shame until he dies.

Will also wants to find Hannibal and Gabriel, and Will feels a responsibility to find either of them, especially Gabriel, who he promised Abigail would find him and bring him back. Home, he had sworn on her tombstone.

Will's empathy ability allowed him to confirm that the corpse that appeared in the church was Hannibal's masterpiece, and he even felt that Hannibal was in the church, so he went underground and began to look for Hannibal's trace.

The dark underground passage was as complicated as a labyrinth, Will followed the intermittent footsteps and ran in a daze, he didn't even know if the footsteps were his own or Patch who came down with him.

But at some point he felt that he was passing Hannibal, or being followed by him.

"Hannibal." Will began to call his name, but he couldn't get a response. He seemed to be the only one in the underground space. Just as he was depressed, a low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Will?"

"Gabriel? Where are you?" The man with brown curly hair suddenly turned around. He recognized that the voice came from Gabriel. He ran towards the direction of the sound, but the echo in the maze made him unable to understand. Knowing the direction, he could only scurry around like a headless fly, shouting the name of the owner of the voice hoarsely, "Gabriel, where are you?"

"Will, why did you appear here?" Compared with Will's surprise, Gabriel's voice seemed a little flat, but his surprise could still be heard.

"I'm here to look for you!" Will replied. He wandered around several places but couldn't find the source of the voice, so he asked, "Gabriel, where are you now? Is Hannibal by your side?"

"Why did you come to me?" Gabriel didn't answer Will's question, but expressed his doubts eagerly, "This place is far away from Baltimore, so it's not under the jurisdiction of the FBI, right?"

"I, I asked for leave. I promised Abigail, and I promised you once, that I would protect you, but I couldn't do anything." Will is a man who makes a lot of promises, even though he himself does not He is not strong, and he also wants to protect the person he wants to protect as much as he can, "If I just sit like that and do nothing, what will Abigail think? I killed her father, but there is no way to give her a safe Home, am I a failure?"

"..." Gabriel suddenly found that he couldn't say a word to Will. From the very beginning, this man gave him a wonderful feeling. He was different from those people with masks, Will Graham He is a man who can see through at a glance.As long as you become friends with him, everything about him will be spread out in front of him.His fragility, his feelings, his everything, Will taught Gabriel the first feeling - what is guilt.

This is a man who is easy to like, although he doesn't think so himself.

Hannibal stood behind Gabriel, watching his back silently.

"Will," Gabriel said with difficulty, feeling his voice was dry and hard to distinguish, "you go back and don't look for me again."

"No, I know it was Hannibal who coerced you, I saw what he did to you, I saw it all." Will heard the passivity in Gabriel's voice, he felt like he was trying to persuade A child abducted by bad guys, I have to cheer him up, "Don't let him treat you like that again, Gabriel, I will find you, and I will take you home."

"There is only one home for Gabriel," Hannibal stepped forward and embraced the young man, he sighed as if telling himself, "That is by my side."

"Hannibal!" Will yelled, but he didn't get any response after that. He searched the whole underground, but couldn't see them. Hannibal and Gabriel were like him hallucinations, perhaps they never appeared.

"Did you lure him here on purpose?" Gabriel asked after leaving Palermo. Hannibal likes to play such games. Given his various previous convictions, Gabriel is not surprised at all.

"I didn't know he would show up so soon." Hannibal didn't deny it completely.

"So?" Gabriel raised his eyebrows, "I thought you were talking about a new beginning...forget it."

Gabriel suddenly felt disenchanted, he didn't enjoy these things the way Hannibal did, he was starting to get bored, he seemed to want to destroy something, himself, Hannibal or someone else.

"Will you be sad?" Hannibal looked at Gabriel for a long time, so long that he thought Hannibal would never speak again, "Are you sad about killing Abigail?"

"To be honest, I didn't think that much when I shot," Gabriel frowned, and then let go, he smiled, looking at Hannibal with malicious eyes, "because you never Don't let me think for myself."

"..." Hannibal didn't speak, his always elegant and gentle eyes gradually fluctuated.

"Do you hate me, Gabriel?"

"No, I don't hate it anymore." Gabriel replied, his attitude was very sincere, and he didn't seem to be lying. He showed a more beautiful and bright smile than before, "Because I found that you really love Fuck me, since you handed me the noose around your neck with your own hands, why should I hate you, now I can destroy you anytime and anywhere, is it more painful than death?"

Gabriel didn't have his hair tied up today. His long golden hair was blown up by the wind, and the sun shone directly on his body, casting a projection on the ground that looked like it was about to fly. It was the wings of an angel.

Or the batwing of a demon.

The author has something to say:

I was really tired yesterday, so I fell asleep while waiting for the computer to turn on. If my husband hadn’t called me, I would have kept the lights on all night. I opened Weibo and sent a note asking for leave, and fell asleep again. I slept for 12 hours_(:зゝ∠)_

This kind of day at the end of the year is estimated to last for a while_(:зゝ∠)_So why did I start a pit at the end of the year... Last year I vowed to finish the article before the end of the year, so that I can spend a year with ease, and the result... Well, I just an idiot

Today is the same tired and sleepy, this chapter is a bit confused, if there are any bugs, please help point out, the baby will send a red envelope to thank you (づ￣3￣)づ╭