[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

Sherlock quickly let go of his hand and looked back, but all he saw was a figure of a little nurse walking past, oh look, his little girlfriend has learned to lie now.

Mia slipped away very quickly, she held her skirt and didn't dare to turn her head back, Sherlock, who was deceived, walked quickly in this quiet hospital corridor, "Mia, you know when a rabbit tries to go The consequences of playing with the eagle?"

"I don't want to know." Mia continued to walk up with her skirt in her hands. After answering in a low voice, she immediately covered her mouth to avoid revealing her whereabouts. She would not be fooled by Sherlock.

Just the sound Mia made just now, Sherlock has already judged her position, and he also knows that the hospital needs to keep quiet, so he also muttered a word and quietly followed up the stairs, like a wolf with a big tail .

"If I catch you, I won't let you go easily without a kiss." He muttered alone.

The second floor is where the surgery is performed. Except for the nurses who are hurrying around, they don't seem to take Mia seriously, or they simply ignore her and treat her as a family member of the patient.

Naturally, Mia couldn't run into the operating room to escape. She looked behind her and ran anxiously from the end of the corridor on the second floor. It was another staircase, and she went to the first floor again.

Although there is nothing to avoid, Mia has a villain in her heart saying that once she is caught by Sherlock, the consequences will be very unimaginable.

Just like the ghost game I played before, Mia's heartbeat was very fast but she was nervous and excited. The opposite side of the stairs was Green's office in the past. Mia knocked on the door gently and looked to the side Watch for Sherlock's figure to appear.

After knocking for a long time but no one responded, Mia tried to unscrew the door, but the door had already been locked by Green.There was no other way. If she ran out of the corridor, she might run into Sherlock. Mia looked at the morgue next door, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in quickly.

Just hide for a while and wait for Hannibal to finish the operation, or wait for Dr. Green to come back, Mia leaned against the door and thought with her eyes closed.

Sorry to bother you, Mia squatted down and stared at the white wall, within half a minute she regretted her actions, the exposed skin felt goosebumps when it touched the cold air, she might as well let Sherlock catch it... …

She wanted to open the door and go out to hide in another place. There were steady footsteps coming from the quiet corridor, as if they were walking in her direction.

Mia subconsciously burrowed into the curtains, but the curtains were too thin and it was very obvious to hide inside. Mia immediately took two steps and squatted against the wall. There was a bed covered with a white cloth, and the length of the hanging white cloth could block it. Mia's body was yellowish and smelled of disinfectant, which was a bit unpleasant.

Mia swallowed, the lights were not turned on in the room, and her heart beat faster and faster as the door opened. It was raining heavily outside, but because the windows were well sealed, she could only listen to the sound. To a dull swish.

The footsteps stopped in the middle, and Mia almost wanted to hold her breath and pretend she didn't exist.It didn't seem to be Sherlock's footsteps. Mia looked through the distance between the white cloth and the ground. It was a pair of well-polished shoes, without any dirt, and there were traces of ironing on the trousers, meticulously.

If you look up, you can vaguely see the white coat, which is a doctor, and it is most likely Dr. Green.

After all, she didn't want to let others know about her squatting in the morgue and leave a bad impression. Mia was relieved when she saw the legs moving in the opposite direction. She lowered her head and glanced at the door again. , the door was closed, and only a little light from outside could be seen through the slightly revealed gap under the door.

It was the sound of the white cloth being lifted, rustling, and Mia's feet were a little numb.

There was a short silence, and Mia heard another living person in the morgue speak.

"I aborted Rosa Reed's child." Sure enough, it was Dr. Green's voice, as gentle as ever, "Perhaps she only mentioned to you that I have a good temper?"

Mia felt flustered for some reason, and she took a deep breath.

"The person who can make her pregnant," Green paused, and Mia raised her heart, "How could it be you?"

Mia didn't dare to move.

"British spies, I killed them and no one said anything, are you right? Mr. Carl."

Mia huddled herself into a ball, reducing the possibility of her being exposed.

Dr. Green covered the white cloth again. He noticed a dark light at the position of Carl's feet. He looked at the window with a small slit and frowned.

This is something that OCD cannot tolerate, and Green walked towards the window.

Mia didn't dare to move, and the right end of the curtain leaned against the foot of the corpse. If she didn't look carefully, she shouldn't be able to see the place where she was hiding in the darker environment.

The sound of footsteps approaching was no less than a sharp knife rushing towards Mia.

The curtains were drawn with a quick sound, and Mia didn't breathe or blink her eyes in just a few seconds.

The footsteps did not stop, she heard Green's footsteps and the sound of closing the door, and there was another deathly silence in the morgue.

Her heartbeat slowly slowed down, she took a breath and lowered her head to look at the door, Green squatted there looking at her, Mia's breathing was stagnant, Green smiled at her as usual.

Sherlock couldn't find anyone on the second floor, his face was drawn like a violin, and many nurses couldn't help but glance at him.

He walked to the end of the corridor and smirked when he saw the new staircase. "The rabbits will dig their holes again and escape."

Long legs only take a few seconds for more than a dozen stairs.He glanced at the morgue, then walked down the corridor.

His little girl didn't seem to have the guts to hide in such a place.

Returning to the place where he just ran away, Sherlock grabbed a handful of hair, he ran to the front desk and tapped his fingers there, "Hey, did you see a girl like a rabbit running away?" He glanced at Outside the door, "It is unlikely to go out."

She has no umbrella in her hand.

The nurse at the front desk gave Sherlock a sideways look, "She's out."

Sherlock turned around with the expression that you were lying to me, "I am her boyfriend, please don't underestimate my IQ, thank you."

"Then you can find it yourself," the little nurse smirked, "I can see her struggling, you old rascal."

Old rascal: "Do you know why you're still single? It's not because of your hair-shedding dog, but because of your unpleasant personality, and..." He said suddenly, "The person you're flirting with is a gay guy, Don't thank me."

He tidied up his cuffs, and strode toward the corridor refreshed.

After all, there was nowhere to look for, Sherlock squinted his eyes and looked at the morgue, thinking of the things he needed to deal with by the way, walked over with a serious face, and pushed open the door.

It was very quiet, Sherlock turned back and glanced at the sign above the door, it was right the morgue.His little girl is so timid, the chance of coming here is very slim.

The air was very cold, and Sherlock glanced around the corpse covered by the white cloth. He walked lightly and looked around, his eyes kept glancing at the corpse.

"Mia," he said in a low voice, with a hint of anger, "you'd better come out quickly and take the initiative." He suddenly leaned over to look under the bed, and scanned every corner, but what nothing.

The curtains were drawn, and Sherlock glanced briefly to make sure there was no one hiding here.

Mia closed her eyes, she heard Sherlock's voice approaching and far away, her body was very heavy, she didn't know what Green had slapped her, she fell asleep within ten seconds.

The bed in the morgue was very cold, and Mia didn't know which bed Green put on. In addition to the smell of the white cloth disinfectant covering her body, she could also smell the smell of dead bodies on this bed, which lingered.

"It doesn't seem to be here," she heard Sherlock mutter, "it may not be possible to hide in the toilet and not come out. Am I so scary?"

Mia could still hear him, but she couldn't move, and her thoughts were slowly falling into a dream. She wanted to call Sherlock's name and tell him that she was here, and the distance was no more than three meters.

She fell into a coma completely, which was the effect of the medicine.

Sherlock smacked his mouth, "Man with gray hair, maybe there is something to be found here."

He took out the gloves he carried with him from his pocket, took out the tissue and stuffed the gloves back into his pocket.

From the figure covered by the white cloth, one can guess which ones are men, and they are tall men.

Sherlock quickly checked from the left position. He lifted the white cloth. In addition to checking the hair color, he also checked the palms of their fingers. After checking one of them, he wiped his hands with a tissue. Touch his little girl.

On the next bed, Sherlock found the body of the British spy on the bed with his back facing Mia. His face was scratched and he couldn't see clearly. Wipe your hands.

He has found it, and the task is about to be completed.

Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief, now he can play hide and seek with his little girl.

He took out a pen from his pocket and marked the location of the corpse. He leaned against the bed behind him and raised his eyebrows, "The eagle is coming to catch the rabbit."