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

Looking at the little mutant next to him slumped listlessly on the table, holding his chin and frowning, Dick lowered his head and started typing, comforting him.

[Gotham and Bludhaven are not far away, don't worry, even if I drive to meet you, it won't take p hours. 】

Randall moved beside him, his posture changed from pouted and looking at the phone to lying on the table and holding the phone with both hands, like a boneless cat, with long soft golden hair falling on the table, he His eyes narrowed slightly in it, and his whole body was lazy.

【Are you serious?Will it be troublesome, I guess I'm going to be in Gotham for a while. 】

It's no trouble at all, baby.

Dick grinned and said: Because we are going to go together.

[No, I am very happy, just in time to meet P and meet my old partner. 】

When Dick was not so busy before, he would always find time to go back to Gotham for a meal to see if Bruce and Alfred were still in good health, but he has been extremely busy recently, counting p and time, it seems that it has been a long time I went back and read it, and even when I went back to Winchester to help, it happened to be at a different time from Batman.

Randall's expression brightened visibly to the naked eye.

He raised his head and saw Ms. Selene, who was sitting across from them, looking over. The red-haired woman's light gray eyes were full of inquiry, as if she was thinking about something. Randall smiled at her.

The door was pushed open at this moment, and an old man with a serious expression strode in from outside.He looks very old, he seems to be retiring in a few years, but he is full of energy, with a calm face, wearing a neat police uniform, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, which makes people just see him There will be a sense of trust.

He is the current director of the Brudhaven Police Department, Robert Kissinger. Since Ledhorn resigned from the post of BCPD director two years ago amidst the public's scolding, Robert has made drastic changes when he took over. The reform of the system is also because of his reform, and Brudhaven's economy is getting better and better.Robert is also an old friend of Professor Charles. If it weren't for Professor Charles' face, Randall might not have a chance to get such a part-time job in the police station.

Although he occasionally said that Robert was stingy in private, in fact Randall respected Robert very much. When he saw him coming, he changed his lazy style just now and sat down decently.

After looking at the P circle and finding that all the people who had been notified had arrived, the old bureau chief sat down at the main seat and said slowly, "I believe everyone knows why I invited you over."

He took off his glasses as he spoke. He had been chatting with politicians for the past two days, showing a bit of fatigue, "Currently, the number of missing people in Brudhaven has exceeded 300, counting the number of people of the same type in other regions. The case, this is undoubtedly a big case involving many things... Gotham is close to our city, and there is also a huge base of disappearances, I believe there must be some clues that have been missed in the middle."

"It just so happens that the time for the p-year p-year cooperation and exchange meeting is coming. I hope that everyone can cooperate well with each other during these p months and rescue the missing persons as soon as possible."

P months?

Randall frowned. He didn't expect it to take such a long time. A few years ago, he only went to Gotham for a week at most. How could it take so long this time——Gotham people found out What?

At first he wanted to ask Ai Qian to take care of Lula, but if he needed to go to Gotham for a month, he had to consider taking Lula with him.

The others raised some questions to the old director, and Randall was a little absent-minded. It wasn't until the meeting was about to end that Robert asked Randall to stay a little longer, and the two of them wanted to talk about other things.

"Director..."

"This is the information that James Gordon gave me," Robbs pulled out a copy of the information in the file bag from his file bag, "It has a lot to do with what you have been investigating , I believe that even if I didn't name you, you would go to Gotham to investigate by yourself."

Randall untied the rope on the file bag and took out the documents to read. The more he looked, the more dignified his expression became, "... I see, thank you Director."

"There is no mention of Hydra here?" Randall couldn't help but ask after reading it. After he returned from Winchester, he always believed that Hydra was the main culprit in the development of special drugs for mutants, but this information He didn't mention Hydra from the beginning to the end. He thought that Hydra wouldn't be so unknown that even the people in the police station didn't know about it?

"That's Gotham," Robbs said with a sigh. "Hydra wouldn't dare to do research there."

"..." Randall was silent for a while, "Well, you are right."

After all, it's Gotham, and even if you don't mention Batman, the criminals there are much more difficult to deal with than Brudhaven's - there has never been a city where criminals in p are as xenophobic and oppressive as Gotham Inside.

"Prepare yourself. This time there may really be a big fish." The director said.

Randall blinked and nodded obediently.

Maybe it's because the situation is really urgent, the time to go to Gotham is set for tomorrow, everyone basically has their own cars, and the gas expenses can be reimbursed at the police station.

Randall looked at the time. It seemed unrealistic for him to go to a 4S store to buy a car now, not to mention that he had hardly driven by since he got his driver's license.

The child sits in the office who doesn't know whose chair is turning around, looking up at the phone, researching whether there is a bus that will drive to Gotham - there should be no, only some seafood trucks will pass through Gotham.

Then I can only take a taxi, which is estimated to be very expensive, but the most important thing is to know if anyone is willing to drive to Gotham.

"What's this?" Randall saw Dick holding a stack of documents in his hand when he passed by.

"The investigative report of the Hannibal incident, they asked me to save it for the next file." Dick said.

"Can I see?" Randall raised his head and blinked at Dick, his watery blue eyes reflected Dick's reflection and the sky behind him.

"..." Dick's Adam's apple twitched, and he gave him the top p share, and said dryly, "You are the person involved, and you are also a police officer cooperating with the case, of course you can."

"Thank you." Randall took it happily, and opened it to carefully study what they found from Hannibal's house.

Ever since he found out that Hannibal was a serial killer, he always felt like he was missing something.

"The FBI will arrive here in about half an hour. Do we have anything to prepare?" Someone said outside the door.

Randall combined the information, stood up and asked them, "Has Hannibal left yet?"

"He's going to be handed over to the FBI. He's still locked up there before they arrive."

"Oh... then can I still ask him something now?" Randall nodded.

"What are you asking..." The other party froze for a moment, but he knew that Randall was the policeman who caught Hannibal, so he nodded slightly and said, "Hurry up...the FBI is very difficult to deal with. "

"Help me cover, I'll just ask a few words, it will be over soon, next time I will bring you delicious food!" Randall ran downstairs while speaking.

"What's the matter?" Dick followed him down without knowing why.

"They found p bags of powder from Alison's body, which is Argentum."

"Alison is that, Hannibal's pth victim?" Dick recalled p.

"Yes," that is the human flesh that Randall touched at Hannibal's house that day, "They found Alison's body in a park near Hannibal's house—she had been dead for more than It's been a week, and although most of the body has rotted away, it can still be found that the part of her missing internal organs fits exactly with the ones in Hannibal's refrigerator."

Randall stood in front of the prison door on the second basement floor and flipped through his access control card, "But the strange thing is, apart from the one he fried for me, the rest of the internal organs are just right—that is, He said that during the week between when he killed Alison and when he killed Roger, he never ate any of Alison's viscera."

"Maybe he has a bad appetite?" Dick guessed, and P helped Randall open the door.

"But he almost finished eating Roger's internal organs." Randall said, "I have studied the cases he committed before, men and women are not taboo, at least when it comes to eating meat, Hannibal is equal to p cuts, Because his mental state is very strange...he has no empathy, and he doesn't even think he is a human being. people."

"You mean, he regards himself as a god?" Dick asked hesitantly.

"Well, he kills people who are wrong, who offend him, or who don't follow some of his rules, and by eating p-parts of their bodies, he says: you're cleansed, you're my p-part .”

The prison on the second floor of the basement did not detain many people, and most of them were transferred to other independent prisons. Randall's faint voice echoed in the empty room, soft and inorganic, like an old radio. Some broadcast sound coming out.

"So you think it's weird he didn't eat Alison?" Dick asked.

"No, it's not surprising. Any creature knows to be wary of unfamiliar things. It's a biological instinct."

Dick looked at the concrete wall in front of him, suddenly a little dazed, "You mean, Alison...became an acquired mutant because of eating Argentum, and Hannibal realized this point, and didn't eat her."

"That's right. The police department did not inform the public of the existence of Argentum. It is not similar to any drug. When Alison died, her body was still fused with the mutant cells. It is impossible to intuitively see that she is a mutant. "Randall said in a low voice, "How did Hannibal realize this point? Take a step back, even if he really knows about it, I'm curious, how did he know it?"

"What drove him to kill Alison, disembowel Alison, clean it, store it in the freezer, and send it to my dinner table."

Randall stopped in front of Hannibal's cell.

The decoration of the prison is very simple. After all, most of the prisons in the police station are only temporarily detaining prisoners. The entire second floor of the basement is very quiet, only the fans at the vents are whistling for air.

Hannibal was sitting in that simple and narrow room, surrounded by curses drawn on the walls by other criminals with various objects. He sat in it, frankly, not as if he was in a prison, but in It's like my own psychological clinic.

"Hi, Doctor Hannibal," Randall said hello to the man with the corner of his mouth open, "is the food here okay? Are you not used to it?"

"It's terrible, I really hope the FBI can provide some fresh food." Hannibal smiled slightly, "I heard your reasoning, Landa, I have to say that you are indeed very talented in empathy."

"Then don't waste my time. In another [-] minutes...the FBI will come and take you away. Although I don't like to socialize, I know a few FBIs. If you don't want to spend the rest of your life If you can only be vegetarian, please tell me why."

Hannibal's eyes slid slowly over Randall and Dick. It was a predator's gaze, with aggression and aggression, which made Dick's muscles tense subconsciously.

There was a cold smile in Hannibal's voice, "So you brought your little boyfriend to threaten me?"

Randall took a deep breath, "P, this is not a threat, I just want to know why you don't eat Alison, and second... Detective Grayson is not my boyfriend."

Dick heard Randall grunt in the background and added: My boyfriend must be so good-looking, because he never took off the mask.

Dick: ...Be confident, baby, he can have it.

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