[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

The soundproofing of the room was good, Mia got out from under the covers, sticking out a mess of blond hair, she seemed to hear Hannibal calling her name just now.

After listening carefully again, Mia didn't hear the faint shout from outside again.

Hannibal, who was stopped by Robert, wanted to explain, the more anxious he was, the less he could speak. His heart was impatient and his pupils dilated. Robert tried hard to understand what Hannibal meant, but the reality was that Robert was not yet able to understand Hannibal. The point of Nibal's expression.

The gentle Earl Lecter was at a loss for his nephew. He subconsciously cast a look in the direction of his wife for help. Mrs. Purple nodded, and the slender neck hidden at the neckline revealed the gentleness and softness of an oriental woman. Robert couldn't help thinking He sighed, 'She is so beautiful, her whole body fascinates him. '

Women are always more sensitive. She followed Hannibal's direction and saw the door of the room opened by the maid. The boy felt too lonely to her before. He didn't have any expectations for the future in his eyes. He He is completely different from his peers, even Chiyo in the manor is much more lively than him.

Chiyo is the maid who came to France with her, with shoulder-length short hair, some baby fat left, and the innocence that a girl should have.

But Mrs. Zi didn't see any self-confidence at this age in Hannibal's eyes. He must have had a bad time in the orphanage.

Of course, this is all judged by Mrs. Zi's status as an aunt. Robert has been looking for the remaining relatives for the past few years. Her husband was kind and affectionate, and searched various places with the only two photos in his hand.

Hannibal has been found, but Misha, then six years old, is nowhere to be found.

Madam Zi helped her up the stairs, and she heard the ruthless attention behind the door painted with crimson paint, and the young man next to her who was asking for help just now tensed his back, as if he saw a beast running towards him. The she-wolf in the den, with a terrifying grunt in her throat, slammed into the butler who had been in a trance for a moment. This time, he overthrew what he thought was an insurmountable obstacle in front of him beyond imagination, with anger that he couldn't hide Run to the second floor.

"Molly!" Seeing this situation, Mrs. Ottoman couldn't help shouting anymore, and Molly upstairs tried her best to block the door, and before she had time to lock the door, the door that looked very strong Knocked away from the outside.

Hannibal rushed in, furious.

Mia, who was forced to cover herself under the blanket, couldn't breathe. She heard the movement outside, and while struggling to get herself out of the blanket, she called out to him, "Hannibal!"

What never disappoints her is that Hannibal appears in front of her in the next second, tugging at the quilt that makes her hard to resist, and hugging her out.

He hugged him so tightly that he almost exhausted all his strength in his life.

His Misha, how could he leave his side again?

Molly tried to grab Mia with her fat arms. She finally won the favor of his wife again, and this was a good opportunity to make meritorious service.

Enraged again, Hannibal roared loudly, pushed away Molly's hand and retreated to the bedside table, quickly pulled out the boning knife under the pillow, tore off the white cloth and pointed the tip at the maid.

Molly was startled, and she backed up several steps in horror, until she touched the doorknob, then turned around and fled quickly.

While holding her skirt and running downstairs, she complained loudly to Mrs. Osman downstairs, "Look, Ma'am, Master Hannibal is pointing at me with a kitchen knife, how dangerous it is! Get out of here!" A bit... Maybe he will swing a knife at you when he comes down!"

Mrs. Ottoman really took a few steps back and hid behind the butler.

She frowned, her face was delicate, and she wanted to cry towards Earl Lecter and Lady Purple who didn't know the so-called, "Please take Hannibal away quickly, I know he doesn't like to get along with me, even if I put Pearl He won’t even glance at me in front of him, and even squint at me. He is a good boy, but he doesn’t like me very much... Please take him away quickly, I don’t know if he will use it in the next second The knife was pointed at me."

When Robert stepped forward to explain that Hannibal would not do this, Hannibal held Mia in his arms, and went downstairs vigilantly with a knife in one hand.

So Robert Lecter stopped talking and just pulled his wife behind him.

Maybe it was because he came too late that caused Hannibal to have such a distrustful character and paranoid personality. He was indeed negligent as an uncle. If he could be found earlier, he might still be able to see the photos in the garden a few years ago. Cheerful laughing child.

He moved closer, and the butler took Mrs. Osman back a few steps, stopping at a distance that Hannibal could not reach.

"Hannibal!" Robert helped the ladder up two steps, trying his best to calm his face and comforted him, "Put the knife down on Hannibal, it's too dangerous... Listen to uncle and put the knife away."

The call for help just now did not receive a timely response, and Hannibal's trust in the uncle he found dropped a lot.His arms were a little tired from holding Mia, but he only moved his fingers, and Mia didn't feel any relaxation.

Hannibal didn't retract the knife, Mia turned her head to look at the strange voice, and she blinked when she saw a face somewhat similar to Hannibal's, then looked back at Hannibal's face.

Mrs. Zi followed her husband's movements and took a few steps forward. She saw the reason for Hannibal's violent rush, and also saw clearly the familiar face.She stepped forward and patted Robert on the shoulder, took out the photo he had stuck to her chest, and compared it with Mia who turned her face to look at it. She had a solid foundation in her mind before showing Robert to look.

Mia looked a little shy, and leaned on Hannibal's shoulder again, refusing to turn her head.

Robert looked for a long time before finding his own voice, "Mi... Misha?"

The knife in Hannibal's hand was unsteady. He seemed to have finally got the answer he wanted them to know. He hurriedly walked down the two stairs and turned Mia around to Robert for confirmation. The hope in his eyes was hard to ignore.

The age is obviously not right, the child in front of him looks less than three years old, according to Misha's birth date, he should be seven or eight years old.

What Robert wanted to say, Mrs. Zi shook her head towards him. The Asian woman's face was not as shocking as that of the West. She whispered something in Robert's ear, so that Robert could easily change his mind.

"Misha, Misha!" Hannibal hugged Mia closer, and Robert sighed inwardly, thinking that it was impossible for Hannibal to put the little girl down.

Turning to face Mrs. Osman who was standing a little far away, Robert handed over the photo with apology, "I didn't expect my niece to be here with you...I'm so sorry."

Mrs. Osman took the photo in disbelief, and carefully compared it for a long time, but because she was too anxious, she ignored Hannibal's age in the photo, and really thought it was two siblings.

She tied her hair behind her ears in a panic, but she couldn't think of any countermeasures. Her current manor seemed to be able to enter the upper class circle, but in fact it was empty and there was not much left. It's just a pretense.

Although Earl Lecter's title is not too high, it is not something she can move.

Biting her lower lip, Mrs. Osman handed over the photo, "Well, that's really God's blessing to be able to reunite the family..."

Robert is shallow-minded, so naturally he can't see these twists and turns.He just felt even more sorry, and bowed to Mrs. Osman, "I'm sorry about that. If there is anything Robert can help in the future, please feel free to ask. Thank you very much."

After receiving a promise, Mrs. Osman's face softened a little. She could just think of a way for the children. Anyway, not long after the war ended, no one would notice even if a few of the abandoned orphans disappeared.Even if they are aware of it, who will take care of their minds?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Osman will naturally do good things to the end, happily send the group away, and only after returning to the manor and closing the gate, her face sinks.

She hurried back to her room, even refusing to follow the housekeeper.

Through the small door of the closet, Mrs. Ottoman lit the candle with a cold face, and her high-heeled shoes resounded through the long road. She turned two corners and came to a spacious and empty stone house, where there was only one bed high. The platform is exactly the size that a teenager can lie down on.

One part of the stone platform is darker in color, and if you sniff carefully, you can smell the blood that cannot be buried, but it is a bit stinky because of the passage of time.

This place was supposed to be the place to prepare food for Mr. Jacklin. Put the dizzy child on the stone platform, cut open the neck with a knife, and slowly let Jacklin eat the blood without making too much of an incision.

She likes the flesh and body of teenagers, and she brings the child she likes to the manor through various means, and after satisfying her hobby, she donates it to the vampire who can bring her eternal life. This is a very good deal.

Mrs. Ottoman cherishes her current beauty and wants to obtain the so-called eternal life, but Jacklin did not give her the final promise, and she can only wait patiently.

The previous child named Oss was obsessed with her, but he stumbled and ran out because the potion was low. He couldn't open the door, but jumped out of the window, and was caught by the gatekeeper at the fence.

Because of this mistake, she had to serve Jacklin more wholeheartedly and wanted to make up for it, but this time it was extremely difficult.

She ran out again fiercely, Jacklin gave her a few days' deadline, and she had to speed up.

Molly snatched the plate from Luo Fensi's hand, and proudly brought the dinner that Luo Fensi had prepared.

The black-haired maid raised the corners of her lips, put the copper pot full of well water on the stove, and leaned against the wall quietly, wondering what she was thinking.

Tired and going to bed early today, Luo Fensi changed her clothes and left the small room with a knife in hand.

No one was prepared for such a crazy move by the dull and thin maid. She added medicine to the drinking water. The bag of drugs used to stun children was found in Mrs. Osman's room.

Everyone, including the doorman, was in a deep sleep, and she put a pack in there, enough for them not to wake up before she was ready.

Since she can't find her sister, let's be buried together.

Her first target was Molly. Because she was too fat, she couldn't move and didn't want to waste her energy. She chopped a few times on her body, and finally cut her neck.

Of course, in order to prevent the strong gatekeeper from waking up, he became the second target.

Mrs. Osman was the last one. She was dragged like a dead dog to the secret passage, that is, on the stone platform, and her aorta was cut after her arms were tied.

The butler was thrown on the ground beside him, lying there half awake.

"Look, this is the lady you like. It's disgusting, disgusting!" The butler Luo Fensi had enough time for her to think about it this year. He worked for Mrs. Osman, so it was not an exaggeration to say that he was an accomplice.

The butler covered his bleeding neck, probably because his vocal cords were cut and his voice was leaking, "You... you let her go, let Madam go..."

"Did you let my Liz go! How old is she!" Luo Fensi's eyes were full of madness, "I can't find her, I can't find...the other children have corpses, why don't they have any?" Liz!"

The housekeeper coughed, and the blood flowed more from his neck, "You go, go..."

Luo Fensi was angry and cut Mrs. Ottoman's arm again. The butler moved his body to cover her, but was kicked aside by Luo Fensi.

"Nobles and commoners are not the same, you are still dead in my hands!"

The wind blowing from a distance, the candles on the wall vibrated violently, Luo Fensi stood there vigilantly holding a knife, and the butler was still crawling beside him.

There was a burst of lively footsteps, and Luo Fensi took a step back.

The footsteps stopped, and a little girl seemed to be shyly hiding behind the wall, only showing half of her face.

She has black and beautiful hair, but a pair of red eyes.

Luo Fensi got closer, she rubbed her eyes and couldn't believe that the little girl hiding by the wall was her sister, she ran over in surprise, and threw the knife in her hand on the ground, "Liz ?”

The little girl responded, covering her mouth and smiling.

Luo Fensi almost ran over.

She hugged Liz, trembling with joy, "Liz! Liz! I finally found you!!"

The little girl's eyes flickered, and she opened her mouth where Luo Fensi could not see, showing her fangs, and bit down on Luo Fensi!