[Comprehensive British and American] Will the golden boy fall in love with the women's clothing

Randall hurried off to school in the morning without even taking care of his hair, his long blond hair sticking out in all directions.I don't know whether he was too tired yesterday or was really hit by the loss of European energy. He almost didn't hear the alarm clock ringing early in the morning, or Lula knocked on the door of his room to wake him up.

After finishing his and Lula's breakfast, he rushed out of the house, hailed a taxi outside and rushed to school.Their advisor mentioned last week that their college will invite a famous psychologist to come to the school to give a lecture, and there will be a course guidance for more than a month-so at least, he can't be late for the first lecture.

Two years ago, Randall could not be regarded as a graduate from Xavier Academy for Gifted Boys, but he decided to stay in this city because of the Bludhaven case, and the principal Charles Xavier agreed after learning about the situation His idea, and relying on his previous network, helped Randall get a name in the police station in Bludhaven, and took a position as an outside detective. In exchange, Randall needed to use his own The mutant ability helps the police department solve some overly complicated cases, and the police department can also ensure that Randall's identity is not exposed, and he can go to ordinary universities.

Before meeting Lula, Randall hadn't thought about what to do in college. Anyway, he was alone and could barely support himself.When I met Lula in the corner of the rented house, it was raining outside, and the little girl was shivering under the narrow eaves. At that time, Lula did not look like she was ten years old. The perennial malnutrition made her pale and emaciated from hunger. The clothes are also tattered, I don't know where they picked them up, and I can't even raise the most basic vigilance.Randall let her into the room and gave her something to eat. From then on, the little girl raped him like a stray cat, showing up at his door on time every day for three meals a day.

Randall lost his temper by the child, so he grabbed someone and went to the police station for questioning. After investigation, it was found that the little girl not only died of both parents, but also was not taken away by the people at the relief station after the orphanage went bankrupt. After wandering around without a name for more than two years, Randall sighed and went to go through the formalities. He used his authority to settle down as a small black householder, and adopted Lula as his younger sister.From then on, the meager salary of the police station could no longer maintain the normal life of the two of them, after all, he never thought that Lula was such a good cook.So Randall began to try to live broadcast on the Internet, and accidentally became popular in this world full of Yangou. It didn't take long to receive advertisements from brand owners, and occasionally he was invited to shoot a few magazines.

But Lula doesn't like to talk—it's not so much that she doesn't like to talk, it may be that her childhood experience caused her some psychological problems. Only when she hears emotional songs, Lula is willing to use singing to replace her emotions , as a vent, otherwise she would hardly speak normally.Randall gave up his status as a child out of school, studied on his own for a few months, passed the entrance test of Bludhaven State University, and went to the Department of Psychology to try to see how he could help Lula.

This little girl is a coward, and she would be terrified to death when she meets someone she doesn't know, but as long as you get to know her a little better, you will experience the wild heart of this little girl under her cute appearance—what kind of little girl who loves to listen to rock music? Not a fuel-efficient lamp.Randall can't guarantee that he can always be by her side, and he can't guarantee whether the little girl can grow up safely under his protection.He has experienced it himself, and no one knows which will come first, the future or the accident, so while he still has time, he wants to give Lula the ability to live on her own as much as possible.

"This way!" Randall ran all the way from the school gate to the large classroom where the lecture was held, and sneaked in through the back door. His friend Gris saw him sharply and waved to him slightly, "Here Save your place!"

The lecture hall was already full of people, and an elegant man in a suit and leather shoes was speaking in his unhurried tone on the podium in front of him.Randall bent down, trying to squeeze in from the side without being noticed.

Randall was a few minutes late and had missed the speaker's self-introduction. The other party was speaking from the perspective of 'criminal psychology'. His voice was low and soft, like classical music playing slowly, with a certain rhythm. Hearing that voice, Del's heart trembled for some reason. He squeezed past the students' knees, raised his head and glanced at the podium in a hurry, and the people on the podium seemed to look back in response, "... ...a simple question, what are the causes of criminal minds?"

They have only taken the class for half a year, and they have a rough understanding of the problems of medical psychology, and have not yet touched on various complicated branches such as pathology or criminology.The whole classroom became quieter, and the man on the podium said calmly, "Do you know the blond boy who stood up?"

In the entire classroom, there was only one hunched Randall barely standing. He finally squeezed into the seat reserved for him by his friend, stood up straight, and heard the surrounding environment completely quiet.Well, he muttered, after all, he can be regarded as a psychologist in half of the police station, and he has handled quite a few cases, "Criminal subject factors and external factors—" He still doesn't know the name of this professor , looking down for help, the friend caught his gaze and answered him in a breathy voice: "Hannibal, Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal Lecter)."

"Mr. Lecter." Randall added slowly.

Hannibal showed a subtle smile, and his gestures were graceful, like a conferred nobleman, "I should be pleasantly surprised that you have learned about criminal psychology in advance, please continue."

"Subject factors include the criminal's psychological, physiological and behavioral factors." The young man's voice was neither humble nor overbearing, and he did not stutter at all. factors, natural environment factors and on-site environmental factors.”

"Very good, that's very complete, thank you classmate," Hannibal clapped his hands lightly, "So let's start with the main factor of crime today, as the so-called most difficult thing is to know yourself, in my case Among the cases we have learned, most of the criminals do not have a clear understanding of themselves, so many criminals have personality defects in a certain sense..."

Randall sat down with a sigh of relief, and Gris asked in a low voice beside him: "You are late today, you must know that when the old professor didn't see you in the morning, his expression was so gloomy and scary!"

"I overslept, sorry, sorry." Randall explained that his identity in the police station was kept secret from the school, and he never mentioned to his school classmates that he held multiple jobs, not only in the police station. That, at the same time, is also a life beauty blogger, game anchor, and even occasionally called by magazines to shoot magazines, "What is the relationship between the professor and this doctor? Is this so important?"

The cases that Randall has solved are more or less, and he already has his own thoughts on criminal psychology. Due to his mutant ability, he is very easy to sympathize with victims, so even if he solves the case from the angle Unlike others, in most cases the speed of solving cases is not slower than others, so I have an attitude towards Hannibal's lectures.

"It seems that we have worked together before, and the old professor is full of praise for him." Gris shrugged, "The class for the past month has been taught by him. I heard that he is a very good psychiatrist and psychologist in Baltimore. A psychological evaluation doctor specially invited by the FBI."

FBI.

Randall leaned back in the chair, staring deeply at Mr. Hannibal who was speaking on the stage. For some reason, Randall always felt strange when he saw him. There was something about him that Randall wanted to get close to. temperament, but intuition is frantically sounding the alarm in his mind.At this time, Randall didn't care much about this, but instead thought: I don't know if this excellent psychiatrist can help him look at Lula's situation—especially when the little girl has recently reached a rebellious period, he seems to be more involved. I don't understand what Lula is thinking.

At the end of the lecture, Randall wanted to catch up and inquire, but the other girls listening to the lecture had already surrounded Doctor Hannibal. A handsome gentleman has little resistance.Randall estimated the time he might spend before giving up readily. He planned to ask again in two days. He still had to go to the police station in the afternoon. At least he had a nominal partner at work now. Pu also wants to express condolences.

"Going to eat together?" Gris put his shoulders on his shoulders, and Randall felt that he was very happy, and heard him whisper in a mysterious voice: "There are girls today."

The corners of the young man's mouth were stretched upwards, like a silly boy, and it was obvious that he had fallen in love with a certain girl.

Following his line of sight, Randall saw a few beautifully dressed girls standing at the door, looking over shyly, as if they were all from his class, the one in the white dress seemed to be called Marion, Lan Del had the impression that it was a very popular and beautiful girl.

Oh fellowship.

Randall smiled. Before the age of 17, he was still keen to pursue the taste of youthful love. Although he couldn't say that anyone who came was not rejected, he did not have a girlfriend. It's just that he came to Bludhaven. After that, he didn't have the mind to engage in such illusory feelings at all, and other trivial chores and police cases could keep him busy, "I'll forget it, my sister is still at home alone, I have to go back to cook."

"Are you serious?" Gris asked exaggeratedly in his ear, "That's Marion! You've rejected her once, again?"

"Sorry!" Randall clasped his hands together and blinked at Gris, "Sister is more important!"

"...Hiss." Gris, who was attacked indiscriminately by the cross-gender beauty, took a breath and pushed him, "Let's go, let's go, I'm going to bend later, shit! "

Randall stuck out his tongue and ran away grinning.

Gris was still smiling, but when he raised his head, he suddenly noticed that Dr. Hannibal, who was standing on the stage surrounded by students asking questions, kept his eyes on Randall until Randall disappeared from the gate. After taking it back, he met Gris' eyes in the next second, and then Hannibal smiled at him.

"..." Gris shuddered for no reason, and felt cold sweat dripping from his back. Although his intersection with Hannibal was only a few seconds, he felt as if he was being stared at by a bird of prey generally.He stood still for a while, until the students at the door called his name, he seemed to have finally mastered the right to use his feet, and walked out of the classroom.

Randall texted Dick on his cell phone as he walked out of school.

[Partner, I'm going to visit you in the afternoon!Want some pudding? 】

【May I!I really want to eat! 】

Dick was moved and somehow felt that he was being described as a prisoner in a prison, and Randall was the one who came to visit.

Of the two of them, one is free and will not punch in if he wants to; the other is a senior social animal, 996 from entry to retirement, 007 doesn't even have overtime pay.They all have bright futures.