[Hannibal] Assimilation

"Doctor Lecter, hello, do you remember me?"

Hannibal opened the door to see off his nervous patient, only to find an FBI agent standing in the doorway.

"Agent Crawford, of course I remember." Hannibal pursed his lips, showing an unhappy expression, "I'm impressed."

"I'm sorry about what happened to Gabriel last time." Crawford said sincerely, "I have something to ask you, can I come in?"

"You can wait for me in my waiting room." Hannibal said curtly, and then he turned to the pudgy beard who had been watching them curiously. "Franklin, I'll see you next week."

"Yes, Dr. Lecter."

Jack was left hanging in the waiting room for at least 5 minutes before Dr. Lecter opened the door and said to him.

"Please come in."

"Then, can I ask you what you came to see me for?" Hannibal closed the door, he thought it wasn't the case last winter, the fire destroyed everything, and the only evidence was Gabriel's testimony, so, they Father and son are still safe.

"You can ask, but I have a question to ask you first." Crawford looked at Hannibal's clinic, "Have you made an appointment with other patients?"

"We have no one to bother, at least before six o'clock, my car broke down, and Gabriel came to pick me up after school." Jack Crawford passed by Hannibal, and he smelled something on Crawford. There is a special smell, and Hannibal is more curious.

"Very good." Jack nodded and asked a question about the secretary.

"She was completely immersed in romantic fantasies and went to England as she wished." Hannibal picked up the scalpel on the table and sharpened a pencil while answering Crawford's seemingly irrelevant questions.

"Are you investigating me, Agent Crawford."

"No, no, do you remember when I said that I was recommended to you by Anara Bloom from the Department of Psychology at Georgetown University?" Agent Crawford said with a smile.

"Yes," Hannibal also laughed, "then what do you need me to do for you?"

"Assist me in completing a psychological profile, Dr. Lecter."

"About what?" Hannibal raised the corners of his lips. It's funny, isn't it, the director of the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Division asked a serial killer for help.

"Will Graham, FBI special investigator..."

The conversation about Graham went on for a long time, and they didn't realize it was six o'clock in the afternoon until there was a knock on the door.

"Hi Gabriel, nice to see you."

The moment the door of the Hannibal clinic was opened, Gabriel was honestly frightened, and the tall and strong black detective blocked the door tightly.

"Hello, Mr. Crawford." Gabriel laughed, his smile was still as pure as ever, which comforted Jack a lot. The terrible lunatic last winter did not cause too much harm to the boy. Big impact, though the other blond boy wasn't so lucky.

"How are you doing, Gabriel?"

"Well, it's okay, but there is not enough time to prepare for the exam." Gabriel has not grown very much, but he is still a centimeter taller than last year. He has a tall and thin figure, a beautiful face, and A pair of long legs make him look very attractive.

"University is not a problem with your grades. Are you interested in considering FBI Academy?" Jack smiled, and he could see that he admired Gabriel. After all, not every boy has the courage to face the murderer. The key is that he is calm when things happen. When you listen to his narration of the case, you can find that he has a strong insight.

"Detective Crawford." Hannibal glanced at the black detective, and there was a hint of warning in his words.

"Ha, I was joking, it's getting late, I should leave." Jack waved goodbye to the father and son standing side by side, "Doctor Lecter, don't forget our agreement."

"There is a chance." Gabriel replied with a smile. Because of Jack's words, he really began to consider entering the FBI Academy, but he immediately thought that his identity would not stand up to the FBI's scrutiny. program, so it's really just a joke.

"What agreement?" Watching Crawford leave, Gabriel asked curiously, as if thinking of something, he continued, "Is it about the Shrike case in Minnesota?"

"Why do you think the FBI agents are looking for me because of a serial murder?" Hannibal went into the house to get his coat, and got into Gabriel's car.

The young boy pursed his lips, pretended to be vigilant and looked around, lowered his voice and said, "Isn't it? This case is very interesting, isn't it? The FBI is at a loss. They need new ideas. It's no surprise to find you at this time." , maybe a dead horse as a living horse doctor?"

"When did you start paying attention to Crime Revealing Network? I remember you were not very interested in it before." Hannibal did not answer Gabriel, but asked an insignificant question with a smile.

"Oh, then you're wrong, Mydad, isn't Miss Lowes charming?" Gabriel drove seriously, occasionally turning his gaze to his father's face.

Hannibal glanced at him indiscriminately, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "Indeed."

"But you guessed wrong, Gabriel," Hannibal said softly, "Crawford asked me to do a psychological profile for a federal agent... no, a special investigator, Will Graham .”

"Who is that?" Gabriel drove the car into the yard. Although he had only obtained his driver's license for more than half a year, he was already very proficient in driving. At least for now, he has maintained zero accidents and zero violations.

"A profiler who uses empathy to do criminal profiling, he can assume the thoughts of the prisoner in his mind, and think about the problem with the point of view that scares him, very..."

"It's very interesting!" Gabriel said suddenly, pulling up the handbrake. He interrupted Hannibal's words, and the whole person seemed a little excited, "There is such a person? Then I have to meet him, it's really cool."

As he spoke, he opened the door and got out of the car. Hannibal sat in the car and looked at his back. This was the first time Gabriel was so happy since he started teaching him how to hunt, and it was also the first time Gabriel was so happy to someone other than him. Interested, which made Hannibal feel very bad.

"Dad?" Gabriel opened the door, only to notice that Hannibal hadn't followed, and he turned his head to look at him questioningly.

"Well, just come," Hannibal replied, in the tone any father should use.

Today's dish is smoked fish, the side dishes are papaya and bacon in the shape of roses, the sauce is special, and Gabriel's favorite spices and mustard are added to it, the white wine is softer than the dry red, and the wine smells slightly Lighter but fruity.

Gabriel had been looking for an opportunity to talk before, but Hannibal was a little strange today, and he seemed to be not very talkative, so that he stopped talking a few times. The preparations for dinner seemed to make Hannibal feel a little better After a while, Gabriel turned his gaze to the wine glass that Hannibal was about to put to his lips.

"Want a drink?" Hannibal asked.

"Hmm." Of course Gabriel didn't want to drink, but he had to find a topic so that he could express his thoughts without appearing abrupt.

"You are not of legal drinking age, Gabriel." Hannibal seems to have high moral standards in this kind of thing, whether it is drinking, smoking or sex/love, he insists on waiting until Gabriel 21 After the age.

"Can't you take a sip?" Gabriel wrinkled a cute crease in the middle of his nose, and looked at Hannibal with a pair of sky blue eyes beggingly, like a wronged dog.

"...No." Hannibal refused cruelly, but it was obviously very difficult for him to refuse. In order to hide his difficulty, he made a little joke, "Maybe I can let you touch it with the tip of your tongue."

Gabriel's eyes lit up, and before Hannibal could react, he stretched out his hand holding the wine glass, and really stuck out his bright red tongue like that, dipping it in the amber liquid.

"It's so sweet." Gabriel licked the liquid that rolled up to his lips, "So the wine is sweet?"

"..." Hannibal's eyes flashed, his steady heartbeat suddenly beat so violently, he almost wanted to hug and kiss the boy in front of him immediately, and use the other person's body to relieve the feeling of not knowing what to do in his heart It arises from time to time, and as soon as it appears, it is an incomparably blazing love.

But he can't do this, he can teach him, turn him into his own kind, but he can't use despicable means to force a child who trusts him wholeheartedly, he can't.

Hannibal's heart was disturbed. He always knew what he wanted, so he could wait for Gabriel's growth without any haste. It's just that he needed to replace his expectations of the same kind with those of love. Not difficult, after all he is an excellent hunter.

But now Hannibal wasn't so sure, he felt like he was in more depth than he thought, and it was a novel experience for Hannibal, both amusing and irritating.

For example, he unknowingly promised that Gabriel would accompany him to the FBI tomorrow, but he didn't think there was anything wrong at the time, and he didn't realize it until 3 minutes later.

When Hannibal walked into Crawford's office, Gabriel was left outside. He saw a slightly nervous man—accidentally looking at Gabriel, and he looked away in a panic. Gabriel, who was about to greet him with a smile just now, was a little frustrated.

This was the first time his all-powerful angelic appearance had been unwelcome, and he must be Will Graham, Gabriel thought.

Because that man was the only person who walked into his office besides Crawford himself, with some messy black curly hair, emerald green eyes, and his clothes looked a little scruffy?Crumpled shirt and slacks, more like a teacher than an FBI agent.

"Who are you profiling? Who is he profiling?!"

Gabriel heard an angry roar, and a short while later, Graham stormed out with his lesson plan.Before the door was closed, Gabriel exchanged glances with Hannibal who was sitting inside.

He saw interest in Hannibal's eyes, and when the door closed, Gabriel stood up too and followed Graham.

"That... Mr. Detective?" Gabriel said cautiously, the man turned his head and glanced at him quickly.

Perhaps it was because the small-looking young boy was much taller than him, and although he looked mild and harmless, Will subconsciously took a step back.

"Do you know how to get to the FBI Academy? I seem to have come to the wrong place. This is the office area, right?"

"You're going to the FBI Academy? Are you new here?"

Gabriel noticed that Graham didn't keep eye contact with people when he spoke. Instead of answering his question, he said in as gentle a tone as possible: "Mr. Detective, can you tell me how to get there? My class is about to start." , I think I'd better get there before the professor."

"Come with me." Gabriel's attitude made Will feel comfortable. He was polite but not warm, gentle but not verbose, a child who was easy to get along with.

This was Gabriel's first impression of Will, but because of his serious social barriers, Will couldn't take the initiative to communicate with him, so the kid obediently followed him half a step behind him, not far away. close.

When he arrived at the destination, Gabriel stopped Will, showed a innocent smile, and said to him: "Thank you, Mr. Detective, you are so kind, and you brought me here yourself."

"No, I'm coming here too, go in quickly, you arrived before the professor."

"Huh?" Gabriel's ignorant expression pleased Will, and he even patted him on the shoulder, pushing him into the FBI lecture hall.

The author has something to say:

small theater

Dr: You don't like eye contact, do you?

Small teacup: the eyes are distracting, you can't know everything when you see too much, for example, that boy is really white

Gabriel: Thank you for the compliment~(@^_^@)~

Dr: ...

Small teacup: Some ideas that vision gives people can also affect thinking

Dr: (remembering the night before) ... yes, I have a deep understanding.

Gabriel: (*^__^*) Hee hee...

Presented by the cute little theater

The Amway of the little angels is really super awesome, the author is very satisfied and happy to go around in circles~

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