[Comprehensive fear] This shitty world

Rococo has been planning how to take Hannibal out of here. She knows that her brother's IQ is very high. If she uses abnormal means to bring him out, there is no guarantee that something will go wrong. If her brother doubts her, she has nothing to do. Fang Fang explained to his brother where he learned this weird ability.

Right now, the only thing she can rely on is the brain-twitch behavior of the FBI executives. First, coax them to bring Hannibal out of the heavily guarded place. Afterwards, as long as she provides a little convenience, she will naturally be able to escape with her brother's ability. .

Thinking of this, Rococo didn't think anything of Crawford pushing himself out again.

"Hannibal once mentioned to me that he wanted to go to a federal prison away from Dr. Chiton. I think that if he agrees to this request, Hannibal will definitely agree to cooperate with us."

Rococo stood in front of Crawford and seriously analyzed: "This is related to Senator Martin's daughter, and there is no delay. If something happens, I wonder what Senator Martin will do impulsively after the pain of losing his daughter. Come."

The implication is self-evident, if it is just an ordinary woman who died in this case, even if the case is solved later, it will not be a big deal, but if officials are involved, this matter will be difficult to handle.

Crawford naturally understood, but now that the case has entered a bottleneck period, he can only turn to Hannibal for help.

With Crawford's consent and official documents, Rococo was very satisfied. Although she knew that Crawford was not willing to transfer Hannibal, everything would be easy with this document.

Now, she couldn't wait to meet her brother.

****

When I went to see my brother, I would naturally meet that unpopular Dr. Chiton. Rococo was so annoyed by him, and was so annoyed by him, that he cast a bad luck charm on him, punishing the small and the big.

The effect of the bad luck talisman was immediate. Doctor Chitton was speaking when he accidentally bumped into the iron railing and made a loud noise.

Luo Keke held back a smile and looked at the two stunned guards with a serious face, and said, "Please send Dr. Chiton back to settle down. Obviously, he passed out."

The two guards looked at each other in blank dismay. Doctor Chilton would come countless times a day. How could he make such a low-level mistake?Hitting the iron railing and passing out, this is definitely the best joke in the hospital this year.

Watching the two guards send Dr. Chilton away, Rococo continued to walk inside happily. Finally, no one was chattering bad things about her brother in her ears. It felt really good.

Hannibal is indeed an extremely intelligent person. He has not seen the scene, and he can analyze Buffalo Bill's age, appearance, personality, and occupation only by relying on those incomplete clues.

The answer he provided was extremely cryptic, requiring Rococo to guess carefully.

Rococo has traveled through so many worlds, even though her IQ is not high, with the accumulation of experience in so many worlds, she is much higher than ordinary people.

But she already knew who the murderer was. The reason why she came to see Hannibal now was entirely because she missed him and wanted to see him.

With Hannibal's cleverness, it is natural to feel that Rococo is absent-minded about the case. She seems to be more interested in him than the case that caused the FBI to burn out.

That kind of interest is not to analyze him, but simply to him as a person.

Hannibal enjoys the feeling that everything is in his hands, and this kind of thing out of his control obviously makes Hannibal very unhappy.

He wanted to peel off this woman's disguise and see clearly what she was thinking in her heart.

"I helped you, can you tell me about yourself?"

Hannibal's voice is very magnetic, like the sound of a cello, low and melodious. When his light blue eyes stare at you, you will feel as if you are drowning in that blue.

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything about you."

At the same time, Crawford, who was concentrating on the sound from the bug, suddenly heard a rustling sound, and then lost contact with the content.

"This damn device."

Crawford cursed, and dropped the earphone angrily. He naturally didn't expect that Rococo's hands and feet would be frozen in all this. He only thought that there was something wrong with the bug, and the line was disconnected at a critical moment.

With a smile on Rococo's face, she tapped the decorative button on the bag with her fingertips. Just now she has completely destroyed the bug. How could the conversation between her and her dear brother be heard by irrelevant people? arrive.

"My parents died when I was very young, I remember them dying in front of me, I watched them being annihilated by the gunfire..."

Rococo's thoughts fell into a distant memory, she seemed to have returned to the small lake next to the ancient castle, and her young brother played by the lake with him as a child.

"At that time, I was very young, so small that I shouldn't remember these memories, but I clearly remember that the snowstorm was heavy that winter, and the bodies of my parents were quickly covered by the snow, and they were never found again. Not a trace."

There was a slight change in Hannibal's expression, a crack appeared on his calm face, and something was about to break through his calmness and vent.

Rococo's voice echoed in the room, with some ethereal meaning, as if floating from another world.

"Hannibal, do you remember the winter of 1944? That bowl of mashed potatoes was the best thing I've ever eaten."

"Hannibal, do you remember that bracelet? Do you still have it on?"

There seemed to be turbulent waves in Hannibal's eyes. He looked at the strange woman in front of him and listened to her telling things that only he and Misha knew.

Is this true?Could she be Misha, whom he had disappeared for so many years?

She crossed time and space, and came to him, just to express the deepest desire in her heart.

"Brother, I miss you so much."

Hannibal, a genius with a high IQ, believed such absurd things. If it wasn't for Misha, how could she know the secret hidden in the deepest part of her heart? How could she know about the past that she has never told anyone?

"Misha, I finally see you again."

At this time, Hannibal is not a genius doctor of psychology, nor is he a terrifying perverted ogre. He is just an ordinary man, and his sister is lost and found again. There is nothing more exciting than this.