[Zhongyingmei] Hear the sound

Thinking of this, Arnott felt her head hurt more and more, she simply stopped thinking about these things when she visited Lorelai, she just sat peacefully and rubbed her forehead, feeling that the pain was better, Then he said, "Do you remember the music exchange meeting a week later? I reckon your injury will be almost healed in a week, and Teacher Flory should have informed you that you have already Invited, and the teacher has responded to your consent for you."

"One week?" Lorelai repeated her words in a low voice. Ever since the news of Crowe's death and Lantes' disappearance came, she had been in such a distraught state, until Arnott was in her The music that she has always valued was mentioned in front of her, and she had some signs of breaking away from her own world.

"Yes, in addition to Teacher Flori, there will be your favorite violinist, Forodis, at that time, so cheer up, and then don't let your idol see you in such a haggard look. This is very impressive." Arnott touched the head of the girl opposite, she lost a lot of weight, and even the abnormal hair of the baby on weekdays became rough, with large patches of hair at the end. Roll it up, and you can tell at a glance that it has not been taken care of for a long time.

"Will Arnott accompany me then?" The haggard girl looked down at the quilt, her hair drooping to hide the melancholy expression on her face, but she did not hide her smiling face in the past. There was a sad look on his face at the moment.

Arnott smiled reassuringly, "Of course I will be with you, as a friend, I will definitely be with you all the time."

"Then... I will go. Thank you, Arnott." With a bit of seriousness in her tone, Lorelei turned her face to look at Arnott. She pursed her lips, revealing the time The first, grateful smile.

"You're welcome, we are friends."

She said some more thoughtful words to calm Lorelai's emotions. Before she could say anything more, her phone rang suddenly. The girl took out the phone and looked at it, then looked at the other party apologetically. Gave an understanding look.

Lorelai knew that the secrets of a big family like Arnott's belonged had to be kept away from outsiders, so she could totally accept the other party's reaction.On Arnott's side, the girl picked up the phone as soon as she walked out of the ward. From the other end of the phone came the deep voice of Director Jack, "Miss Arnott? I'll check what you asked me to do before. I think I have to say sorry, your good friend, Miss Lorelei, did have an abnormal relationship with the deceased Chloe."

Seemingly considering that the other party was a young girl, the middle-aged director of the FBI deliberated for a while, and finally chose a subtle and euphemistic way of expression.

Arnott held the phone tightly, "I see, thank you for your help."

But I don't want to be friends with you.

You see, Arnault, I have suffered so many tragedies these days, until now, my classmates still laugh at what happened to me, thinking that I am stupid and incompetent and look down on me, the teacher also began to secretly dislike me, and among all the people, Only you never change.

When did you become the only one left by my side?

I have nothing left, I only have you, Arnott.

So in the days to come, will you stay with me forever and ever?

You said you were my friend...

But I have always known that friends will betray, and there will be life and death.

So my dearest Arnott, let me collect you.Let us never separate.

——Lorelai's Black Box

The disappearance of Lantes led to the final conclusion of the case, and the policeman who was in charge of tracking went to receive the punishment himself.

Speaking of which, if he hadn't let down his vigilance and lost that woman in the last few days, they wouldn't have let this case come to such a tragic end.

But it's too late to say anything.

The police sent a large number of police forces to search for the traces of Lantes as if they were not reconciled, but after all, her disappearance did not receive the greatest attention from the very beginning, so the remedy after the best time failed to get any results. Except for a passenger identity check that recorded that she had flown to country H, they could not find any traceable clues.

And in a country with a well-developed plastic surgery industry like Country H, it is extremely easy to change a face.

It wasn't until this time that they discovered that Heraclo had previously worked as a psychiatrist. His girlfriend, Lantes, was his only patient, and it was said in the case that she had depression.

And after a long time, he was the one who confirmed her recovery.

This clue turned their attention in a new direction-but at this time Arnott no longer paid attention to the follow-up of the incident.

Crowe is dead, what is the truth of the matter, and what is the point?

No matter how much you say, what is dead can never come back.

She twitched the corners of her lips, wanting to laugh, but she didn't know what to do.In fact, she didn't have any feelings about Crowe's death, but she had some inexplicable empathy. Of course, at this time, it is not suitable for her to think too much, after all, she is on the way to the appointment.

She went to Hannibal's appointment.

After she left that unclear guess about meat, she hadn't contacted the other party for a long time. After all, she couldn't control herself from saying the wrong thing—she had been just guessing before that, but Ke What happened to Luo proved her conjecture.

The species of meat that Hannibal Lecter, the renowned psychiatrist served her, was indeed of human origin.

It made her feel down.

Mr. Hannibal, whom she has a crush on, is the famous psychiatrist in Baltimore. He is outstanding in temperament, charming in demeanor, and fascinated by every gesture.

And the Mr. Hannibal in front of her, holding a table knife in his hand, can cook the most delicious food in the world, but his ingredients are very likely to be the boys and girls who talked and laughed with her the day before.

She had already figured out the way he would choose in the next encounter with such a thing—she would ignore it to the end, but this did not mean that she could eat human flesh without changing her face.

and so……

"Vegetable salad? Today's dishes are really simple." The girl let out a sigh of relief before she sat down at the table. Her expression was much more natural than at the beginning, and she was worried and frightened all the way. Fortunately, she was not the one who served her in the end. So for meat.

"Miss Arnott seems to be a vegetarian, and the wish of a lady is worthy of respect and should be satisfied." Hannibal, who was wearing a calm but homely solid-color cotton shirt, put down his knife and fork slightly, and Arnott saw with sharp eyes The Windsor collar on his shirt, she doesn't know much about clothing, but this kind of attire is familiar-for the enemy and victim of the wearer, such a neckline is bold and aggressive, and it can be described in two words It couldn't be more appropriate - danger, which undoubtedly represents the dangerous aura of "about to move" in him.

Arnott: "Thank you very much for your kindness, but I don't know why Mr. Hannibal suddenly invited you?"

She is not afraid that the other party will make a sudden attack, after all, she has always been very confident in her own skills.

"Miss Arnott, do you still remember what you asked me when you first came to consult me?"

The man turned his eyes slightly sideways. His side face was beautiful. His age made him look no longer young, but after the years evaporated, he left an intoxicating aftertaste.

Alcohol does not intoxicate oneself.

And when he is not talking, you feel that he is like a masterpiece that needs to be read quietly, but when he speaks, his voice can always touch her heart, making her feel like she is drinking a glass of fine wine .

Arnott blinked vigorously, waking up from the slight sway.

It looked like she had to take back what she had just said.

It doesn't matter if this man's force value is lower than the bottom line-his charm value can infinitely offset all his weaknesses with her.

"You mean... Lorelai?" Speaking of the gay friend who had been haggard and disfigured recently, Arnott straightened her body and even looked a little serious.

"You seem to care about her...don't you want to try this wine? Beer made from wine should suit your taste."