[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

The rabbit's ears were caught and lifted up. It was a pair of very rough hands, and there was a thick callus on the tiger's mouth.His sleeves were rolled up indiscriminately, revealing his hairy arms.

Mia had never seen these hands before. The rabbit struggled to kick its legs when it was in the air, and the man held the rabbit firmly with his hands, and remained still.

Mia swallowed, she didn't dare to lift her head, she only dared to squint at the fabric of the clothes exposed beside her, Mia felt that it might be too late to run now?

She thought about how far she had just run, moved her feet, she felt numbness in the soles of her feet, maybe she was too sensitive, Mia turned her head when she thought so.

The man was short in stature, but he was very strong. He wore a hat made of unknown leather, because he suddenly lowered his body and moved closer. Mia could smell a decadent smell that he didn't know how to describe.

"Little girl," the man seemed to be a little older, the beard around his mouth was a little gray, and Mia could smell the nicotine from his breath when he got close, "Are you here alone?"

Mia looked at him vigilantly, stood up and supported the rough tree trunk next to her, she seemed calm but her heart was pounding, "My brother and uncle are there," she pointed to the direction not far away, where she was actually the only one The sleeping aunt, Mrs. Zi, "They are waiting for me to carry the rabbit back, sir."

The man's eyes carried a certain degree of danger. He held the rabbit in one hand so that he could look at her leisurely, as if waiting for her next words.

Mia couldn't help swallowing, "Sir, can you return the rabbit to me?"

Although the man's height was relatively low in this small town, Mia was only at his waist height, and the two were so close that Mia had to look up at his face.

Mia lowered her head slightly, and she saw a rope tied around the man's waist, like a hemp rope that was twisted out some time ago, and it was still very new.

"It's time for my uncle to come and look for me." Mia said in the silent woods. She hoped that someone would pass by or that Hannibal would find her absent when he returned to the place where Mrs. Zi slept, and it was too much to look for her. It was quiet, and then there were two sounds of wooden warehouses in the distance.

"I think your uncle probably doesn't have time to come and look for you." The man had a pair of brown eyes, and when Mia was stared at, the blood all over his body seemed to be flowing backwards, and his body was uncontrollably cold.

Mia turned around and ran when the man heard the sound of leaves shattering behind him. She no longer wanted to experience the painful feeling of being strangled to death in her previous life again. Mia was timid, but that didn't mean she wouldn't resist.

She started yelling, "Hannibal! Hannibal!!"

She didn't know if anyone would hear her, but if she didn't make a sound, no one would notice her. She was sweating, on the one hand, she was afraid of fainting, and on the other hand, she was running so fast for the first time, and her nervous blood flowed rapidly.

She tried her best to save herself, but when she yelled a third time, she was caught, and a rough hand covered her mouth.

Mia was carried and turned to face the man with excitement in his calm eyes. He was a hunter.

He didn't seem to be afraid that someone would hear her running towards her, raised his eyebrows and made some strange movements, the hunter imitated her appearance and called Hannibal Hannibal in a low voice, as if laughing at her overreaching.

"Hey child," he looked like a cat playing with a mouse until it was exhausted and desperate, and he leaned close to her face and sniffed it. Mia turned her head in disgust, and was forced to turn away by the man again. Come on, "Do you like swinging?"

Edward was hunting at the other end of the woods. They ran to their heart's content in the uninhabited area to catch their own prey. When most other vampires drank human blood, they practiced vegetarianism and returned the undead animals to their original place. place.

They drank enough to bask in the sun on the grass, and the warm sunlight shone on their bare skin, like diamond paintings inlaid, exuding amazing light where no one noticed.

This was a carnival that belonged to them. On the other side, the sound of the wooden barn kept ringing, and someone was hunting.

Emmett is strong and looks young, Edward stood up from the grass, "I think we should go back and pack our things."

"I think I can hunt another adult lion to fill my stomach." Emmett was making a harmless joke. Edward didn't take it seriously, but he still cooperated with the gesture of invitation.

They were no longer as embarrassed as they were hunting for the first time. Their clothes and bodies were stained with animal blood. Emmett stood up and patted the grass clippings on his body. "Someone is hunting today, so it's not suitable for us to eat."

Edward walked to the top of the mountain, he looked at the place where the sound of the wooden barn appeared, his eyes had turned golden, "There are only three people, they can't notice our..."

"Then let's go." Emmett suggested, and when he took two steps and looked back, Edward was still standing there.

"Edward?"

"I heard..." the young man was thinking, "Someone is calling for help."

'Hannibal, Hannibal!help! '

It was the child's heartfelt voice, trembling with fear.

Edward has never been a kind person, or a person who is nosy. If he has never met someone, he will naturally not be a person, although this is only what he thinks.

Emmett asked distressedly, "Are you going to save her? We shouldn't expose..."

Edward looked back at him, and disappeared in the next second.

Sighing, Emmett followed suit, thinking that Edward was still a soft-hearted vampire.

A thick rope was tied around Mia's neck, and the hunter tied a slipknot and tied the other end to a two-meter-high tree trunk.

For hunters, climbing trees is not a difficult task, it can be said that it is easy.

"It's fun, swinging." The hunter jumped down from the tree trunk, and he stood beside Mia with great interest, watching the little girl struggle hard while grabbing the rope around her neck, her face flushed red. He took a deep breath, like a fish thrown onto the shore.

It's so funny, the joy that has been silent for a few years, the feeling has reached his nerve center again. He once stopped for a long time because he was attacked by a lion in the woods after killing the third child. The kids who didn't go on singing the robins took away any interest in killing him, and he didn't know why.

Mia's struggling movements became smaller and smaller, it was too painful, and she couldn't breathe. She experienced it again in this life.

Tears flowed down uncontrollably, Mia felt that her eyes were blurred, and her body was getting heavier and heavier. She vaguely heard the hunter's groaning in pain, and then she was rescued.

"She fainted." Emmett didn't dare to use too much force. His strength was too strong and he couldn't guarantee the control of the force. "How to deal with this person? He seems to be a hunter who lives in the mountains. I only saw him once." ..."

Edward grabbed his collar, threw it on the tree trunk and picked it up again, expressionless, "I think he should be the one who killed the butcher."

When Mia woke up, what she saw was the top of the bed in Hannibal's room, with layers of curtains fluttering in the wind.

She wiped her eyes, there was no light in the room, and there was only a small gap in the window so that she could roughly see the layout of the room.

The room was so quiet that Mia even felt like she was born again.She felt a little strange, and when she turned her head, she saw the black figure sitting by the bed.

She should be thankful that she saw clearly that it was Hannibal's face through the faint moonlight, something seemed wrong with him.

Her neck seemed to be smeared with a white cloth, and she was a little stiff when she moved her neck, "...Hannibal?"

The boy reached out and placed his hand on her forehead, the warm touch reassured Mia, it was not a dream, it was great.

survived again.

Probably the only wish of the cowardly Mia is to live well, and nothing else is extravagant.

Hannibal just put his hand on her forehead without saying a word. Mia touched the back of his hand and shouted hoarsely, "Hannibal."

In fact, she should be thankful that Hannibal didn't come to rescue her. The strength of the hunter and the skill of catching prey are more than enough for Hannibal.

In the darkness, Hannibal lowered his head. He put his forehead against Mia's. The window was blown open by the wind and let in a faint light. Mia saw the light in Hannibal's eyes and cheeks. A few flashing streamlines on the top.

"I'm here, Mia." Hannibal's voice sounded sadder than hers, which overturned Mia's fear and sadness when she survived the catastrophe. Her nose was sore, while thinking that she might It's because I was assimilated by the body so I cry so much and I'm a little happy at the same time.

With a restrained cry, she said, "I'm here too, Hannibal."

Then, Mia's face suddenly touched a few drops of hot liquid, and she raised her hand to hold Hannibal's face.

How wonderful it would be if such a brother really existed.

The hunter's name is Tim and he moved here a few years ago.

He doesn't like to socialize, but he likes to amuse children when he sells game in the market, which is his hobby.

"Why is it him!" There were people watching at the gate of the police station, and they murmured together, "He found the body of the first child, oh, it's really scary!"

"He killed it, and finally reported it."

"How can there be such a person!" The woman covered her mouth, she was still holding unsold flowers, "I even bought his meat, it's so disgusting!"

The hunter turned back to stare at the people at the gate of the police station, and a group of onlookers pushed and dispersed again, "We can't let him out, he will definitely continue to kill people!"

"It is true that the death penalty should be executed immediately."

What everyone said to me did not have any impact on the judgment in the police station.

"Because the butcher insulted you when you passed by the alley," the police officer glanced at the content recorded in the notebook, "so kill him, right?"

Tim the Hunter is strapped to a polygraph, and when Tim answers yes, the polygraph doesn't have any particular fluctuations.

"You also tried to murder Earl Lecter's niece..." the police officer clicked twice, "Don't you feel any guilt?"

"No, officer." Are there any special fluctuations in the polygraph.

He probably won't live long.

Sherlock came to visit with a gift, and Mia was drinking fine porridge, but when Billijit was boiled very fragrant, Mia ate to her heart's content.

After being fed, Mia glanced at Sherlock who was sitting beside her. She blinked and thought about what Biligit taught, "Thank you for coming to see me," she glanced at his hand again, "It's still There are presents."

Sherlock felt that he shouldn't care about a three-year-old girl who had just experienced life-threatening danger, but it was not in his style not to say a few words. He sat on the chair next to it, which was just given to her by Billijit. In the place where the porridge was being fed, he was sitting upright looking at Mia's round face, and finally said, "Your life is really great."

Mia:? ? ?Does he mean that I have a long life?