[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

Lance felt that he had no expectations for this world anymore, and he thought Rhett, who was smiling shyly, was cute just now.

Please give me a bullet!

Hannibal seemed to have seen something from the interaction between the two, but he didn't mean to say it, he just put the candy in his palm and looked at it for a while before carefully peeling off the candy wrapper, and put the milk-flavored candy in the to the mouth.

Lance puts another candy in front of Will, "Try it."

Will was stunned for a moment, but still took the candy. He seemed a little nervous, and Lance felt a little speechless when he tried to calm down.

……

Will, who was half-forced to eat the candy, licked his lips slightly, "Abigail..."

"Red and I will accompany you." Lance waved his hand, "Just promise me one thing."

"what?"

Hannibal's eyelids drooped, and he didn't seem upset that his partner didn't invite him.

"No matter what you think after you go in, just sit in the corner for me. No matter what I do to Abigail, you just have to keep your head down and act melancholy."

Will blinked but didn't respond.

"..." Lance sighed, "I think there is something wrong with your mentality, tell me, give you another chance or would you kill Hobbs in that situation?"

"...hey, you, you are not my psychiatrist."

"Indeed." Lance shrugged his shoulders. "Compared to the psychiatrist and other people in my team, I am indeed not very professional, because I also have mental illness."

Will: "..."

"My boss has talked to me many times, and I will give you some chicken soup for the soul, think about it, I haven't enlightened anyone yet!" Lance's eyes lit up.

Will looked at Lance for a long time, and suddenly smiled. Although his face was still pale, there was a real smile, "Then let's find a place?"

Lance turned his head, with a bit of sadness in his tone, "I seem to be more popular."

Hannibal smiled friendly, and Gordon twitched his lips.

Rhett pursed his lips, his eyes flashed, "What do you want for lunch? I mean..."

"Just whatever." Lance touched his nose, "I think I can do it in just ten minutes."

Will who can be done in only 10 minutes: "..."

In fact, Lance and Will didn't go very far, they just found a quieter place where no one was walking around.

Then Lance pulled Will to squat down.

"..." Will felt a little awkward, "I think there seems to be something wrong."

Lance thought for a while, "It should be your illusion, let's continue the question just now, give you another chance, would you kill Hobbs in that situation?"

Will's face turned pale again, and there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, probably thinking of Hobbs' appearance before his death, but he still didn't hesitate to answer. "I can."

Lance: "So you're just sad because you killed a girl's father, right? Thinking of the girl's father who is a murderer but really loves her, you killed her, she didn't After losing her father, she has been lonely and alone since then, and there are so many gossips from the outside world, how should a little girl live on! I feel so pitiful when I say it."

Will was silent.

"So you actually did a very bad thing. You killed a girl's father. It would be great if you didn't kill him." There was no expression on Lance's face, but his voice was full of regret "If you didn't kill him, maybe he would not leave a mark on Abigail's neck because of love, maybe he would be caught, maybe he would run away, and then he would treat other people again because of Abigail. It’s so good, love it!”

Will: "She, she's innocent."

"First of all." Lance raised his finger, "If you are not someone I know, and I think we can still talk, if I meet an agent like you, I will immediately apply to the team leader to let you leave the team , at least ignore this case, if it doesn’t work, I will directly push you to the ground and beat you up when you go home at night in the dark.”

Will froze. , "But because I think we can still be friends, so I crossed out this option~" Lance snapped back his raised fingers, "Secondly, according to the last analysis, we have reason to suspect that Abigail Participated in the murder or abduction. Of course, we are going there in the afternoon. I also want to confirm it again. I believe that no matter how guilty you are, you will not forget that if the hypothesis is true, then the little girl in your heart is an accomplice. "

Lang paused, then took a breath, "Perhaps you are kind enough to have sympathy for murderers and the like?"

"..."

"Finally, if our judgment is wrong, of course doubting Abigail is also a way to clear her of suspicion. The relationship with Jack can completely ask him to contact the people above to give Abigail a new identity and start a new life in a new place." Lance sneered, "Although it sounds a little heartless, but she is no longer She is a child, and will be an adult in a few days, and an adult should have the responsibility of an adult, but she kept saying that you killed her father but kept silent about the mother his father killed. A strong and principled girl."

In the end, Lance was already feeling emotional.

Will's mind was a little confused, but he couldn't refute what Lance said, because what he said was correct.

"I, I just can't get over the hurdles in my heart..." Will scratched his hair, "I've even been having nightmares."

"En." Lance sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "I had nightmares for a long time when I was young."

Will raised his head, his eyes were questioning, but his mouth was closed.

Lance smiled, "You are very similar to me, actually."

"We are different." Will shook his head, "You are much stronger than me."

"Yes, we are different." Lance moved his fingers, "We are different now. In fact, I grew up in an orphanage all my life."

Will moved his body, always squatting in the same position, and his legs felt a little numb.

"I have a good brother." Lance cheerfully began to recall his childhood in this life, "We were divided into a room, and he slept in my lower bunk. Steal candy in the office without being caught."

"..."

"My brother kept covering for me, and then we gave the candy we stole... ugh, to other kids, and I felt like a hero." Lance said vigorously, "And at that time I was Showing a talent for thinking beyond ordinary people! I pulled my brother to do all kinds of things, and I was very happy."

"...You had a good childhood."

"Of course, my brother and I are the leaders of the other kids in the yard!" Lance smacked his lips, "We even want to build a big boat, because my name is Noah, and my brother wants to give that boat The poor little raft made of sticks was named Noah."

"And then?" Although Will didn't understand why Lance said this from his nightmare, the picture he depicted did make people's hearts follow.

"And then." Langston paused, "and then my brother died."

"..."

"And I also know who the murderer is." Lance looked at his hands, "I dug a hole for my brother in the woods next to the courtyard, and buried the broken raft in it."

"The murderer..."

"My brother is very good-looking, with black hair, and he is my brother because we both have black hair." Lance curled his lips, "The little eyes are like glass balls... hey, really cute."

"..." Will didn't know what to say anymore.

"Speaking of which, I even ran to the dean to tell him who the murderer was." Lance recalled, "I almost didn't make it back that trip, but luckily my brother possessed him and kicked him in the end." Lans Si looked at Will, "Then I started to have a fever after I went back, and I forgot about my brother when I woke up."

"Tsk, thinking about it, I should have been an actor or something. My acting talent is almost full. Even the dean was fooled by me. He seems to like me very much afterward!" Lance smiled sinisterly, " Then I gasped him again."

Will: "..."

"Is it okay to tell me this?" He swallowed.

Lance narrowed his eyes, "I said that we are very similar, and, according to the general development of the plot, I am telling you about my past that others don't know. In exchange, you should also share the unknown in your heart One side told me unreservedly, and then we kept each other’s secrets, and when one of us fell and went astray, the other would have to put on his battle armor and rush to the front without fear Drag it back! That's right, well, I'm ready, it's your turn."

Will: "..."

He looked into Lance's eyes, the young man's eyes were not perfunctory, and he looked at him seriously.

After a long time, Will sighed deeply and smiled bitterly, "You will become a very good psychiatrist."

Lance sneered, "Then I'll draw the gun and give myself a bullet right away."

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