Shit shovel officer and his cat [Comprehensive British and American]

"Enough is enough, Jack."

The indifferent face of the upper class showed that her patience for this case was exhausted, "Arrest him, or I will order it myself."

Jack's body tensed for a long time, and he nodded with difficulty in agreement with his boss's decision.

He'd fought enough for Will, but apparently...

Jack hid the disappointment in his eyes.

The order to arrest Will was issued an hour later.

Two hours had passed since Will and Sally disappeared.

Alana's injury was not serious, but it was enough for her to rest in bed for two days. She didn't have a strong subjective idea about arresting Will, but she didn't prevent it from happening either.

Will's clues were found on the body named Gene, and his behavior of injuring Alana and holding Sally hostage undoubtedly made the situation worse, and directly convicted his suspicion.

Even though things were out of Hannibal's control, he still found the teacup squatting on the side of the road like a big homeless dog before the FBI found Will.

Hannibal's vision is printed with Will's shadow, and there is no Sally by his side.

Will's whole body was soaked in rain, and his expression was gloomy. He lowered his head so that no one could see his expression clearly, but the aura around him was as contradictory as two entangled hemp ropes.

"At this time, how would you choose?"

Will's voice was lost in the rain, and he didn't look up, but he knew it was Hannibal.

Hannibal was holding an umbrella, but he didn't shield Will from the rain. He looked down at Will from above. The habit of a psychiatrist made him want to guide the teacup who was obviously marginalized at this moment. The sinful smell of "I'll shatter when I pinch it".

As long as Hannibal is willing, the righteous Will who sticks to morals and principles can be completely destroyed here.

He revealed his fragile and unstable heart, and he asked Hannibal almost blankly. He was approaching Hannibal's dangerous nature, and even brought himself into the abyss.

But Hannibal did not give an answer to this question.

"You've made your choice, Will."

Hannibal responded slightly perfunctorily, "Sally doesn't like rainy days, she should go home."

Will twitched the corners of his mouth, stood up, the raindrops from his wet clothes fell to the ground, and he walked along the road to the city center.

"You can find her."

The ability of empathy makes Will feel almost the same as the criminal's psychology, but he never feels that he is a murderer. He used to be able to clearly separate this boundary.

until he got sick.

Will's back gradually blurred, and the FBI quickly found him. They grabbed Will, who had no resistance at all, and handcuffed his wrists.

The detective inspected Will's whole body, and the soft dried fish and candies soaked in rainwater were poured out of his pocket. Will was slightly startled, lost in thought for a moment.

Now, even if you take a small dried fish, you won't be able to coax it back.

sally.

The rain that day seemed to have no end, and Will didn't give Hannibal any clues about Sally.

But if Hannibal can pick up Sally once, he can pick her up a second time.

Maybe there is a special kind of telepathy between the shit shovel and the little master. Hannibal expected that the broken Will might scare the wayward little girl enough, and his ignorant and daring kitten would also You should suffer the pain of walking with others at will.

But Hannibal didn't expect that Sally's situation was much more complicated.

As if back to three years ago, the dying kitten was lying in the mud, its small body undulating gently, its dim blue eyes half-opened, huddled up, as if it was waiting for someone to rescue her.

The beautiful and soft hair was drooped by the rain and attached to her thin and thin body, but what was different from three years ago was that Sally had grown up a lot.

Hannibal is not good at saving people, which may be one of the reasons why he switched from surgery to a psychiatrist.

But for Sally, Hannibal is always the savior.

Hannibal checked Sally's vital signs. The man's big warm hand easily covered half of the kitten's body. The familiar unpleasant smell made Sally move the cat's paw slightly. The pink flesh pads were moistened by the rain. It is pink and tender, just like the strawberry pudding that children love to eat.

"Sally, your Will almost killed you."

The kitten swears at the dried fish, and the shit shoveler is mocking her.

The kitten's fragile blue eyes trembled, but it could only weakly let out a short meow.

Hannibal rubbed the kitten's wet head slightly soothingly, got up and put the umbrella aside, took off his coat neatly, held the kitten's body with one hand, and wrapped her in his clothes , The rain quickly wet Hannibal's shirt, and the wet traces spread, outlining the muscle curves that showed more male hormones after years of exercise.

The kitten was tightly wrapped in clothes, and the warmth mixed with the smell of Hannibal's body made her feel at ease around Sally. The kitten shrank inside, only showing a pointed wet cat ear, Hannibal When Ba saw it, he raised his hand and stuffed the only remaining small ear.

Hannibal hugged Sally and re-opened the umbrella. He looked at the steep slope, the rain washed away the traces, but he could still see how his cat rolled down tragically.

If it wasn't his cat that got thrown, maybe Hannibal would have marveled at Will's choice.

He could always bring Hannibal unexpected surprises, but this time it was accompanied by shock.

His cat was literally terrified.

Hannibal hugged his cat and went back the way he had come and gone.

Will was locked up in a mental hospital.

Because Alana and Hannibal, the two psychiatrists who had treated Will, presented evidence to the court that Will was mentally ill.

A serial murderer, a serial murderer with extreme mentality.

Obviously the latter is more informative.

Will has been in the headlines every day since he was arrested.

Freddy's journalistic goal changed from digging up the copycat case to exploring the psychological journey of the murderer Will.

It's so daring to fly.

The child kidnapped by Will was said to be the child of Dr. Hannibal Lecter's family, and he never showed up. Freddy was fearless, and she asked Hannibal about Sally in person.

The answer I got was: I was seriously injured and recuperated in a nursing home.

In reality, however, Sally turned into a cat, and oscillated wildly between her cat and human forms in an extremely erratic fashion.

Briefly summarize the daily life of the Lecter family for the past two days: once back to before liberation.

Hannibal no longer had an excuse to restrict Sally from eating meat.

Every cat meal of hers finally returned to the normal level before.

However, the unstable transformation of the form made Sally's emotions often fall into a state of anxiety. In short, Hannibal's clothes, kitchen vases and plates suffered again, and the whole room was covered with cat paw prints that smelled like goat's milk.

It was no longer the limp body of the little girl that called Hannibal to wake up in the morning, but the sharp cat paws.

The soft pad stepped on Hannibal's face unceremoniously. The kitten arched its body, as if it was about to make a big move, its blue eyes narrowed slightly, and before Sally's little paw moved, it touched Sally's paw. Hannibal, already sharp, had grabbed the kitten by the scruff of the neck and thrown her off the bed.

Sally's claws grew very fast. When she woke up, the claws that Sally had just cut yesterday grew into sharp arcs.

Hannibal pressed the shallow scratch marks on his neck with his fingertips, got out of bed silently, and took the struggling kitten to cut its claws.

"Meow!!! Meow!!!!!!"

The kitten's cry became more and more ferocious. Her hind paw was wrapped with several circles of bandages. It was the injury from falling down the steep slope the day before yesterday. The cat's form cushioned the impact, but it still hurt Sally's calf.

The kitten seemed to be more self-willed, to hide his loss and sadness because of Will's behavior.

Hannibal: ...so that's why you tickle me

Sally was sad, sad that Will came to bully her for not taking medicine when she was sick, and what was extremely hateful was that her shit shovel not only failed to appease his cat, but also often poked her wounds.

"Want to visit Will?"

"Little dried fish? The brand that Will often buys for you, and it was given to you by FBI agents."

"I heard that Will has been depressed recently."

"Does the wound still hurt?"

"You can try to accept Will, after all, you like him so much."

I really want to scratch that sneering face.

The shit shoveler didn't think it was enough to add fuel to the fire, "Your interests are very special, Sally."

Sally: I can't bear it! ! ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

The kitten staggered up Hannibal's lap, dancing wildly on his lap.

"Are you going to make Sally cry to death!! What you pick up is what you pick up, Sally is not your favorite kitten QAQ! Sally is a cat that no one wants and no one likes!! QAQ!! You bully Sally!!!"

The broken little girl who was repeatedly hit by Hannibal's taunting skill MAX was completely sloppy, but she was able to talk in a cat body, and even Sally changed back yesterday, with a tail and animal teeth.

Today he changed again, but he can speak out.

What a fantastic picture.

Hannibal sighed blankly.

"You're in good spirits, Sally."

Hannibal picked up Sally by the back of the neck, and the kitten had nowhere to exert force, and its four paws were flailing funny in mid-air.

Sally: "...Sally already, I don't know what to do."

The kitten moistened its eyes, raised its front paws and rubbed its face, the pads of its flesh wiped away the crystals from the corners of its eyes, drooped its small ears, the whole cat shook, and a layer of white fur fell on Hannibal's pants , Like the snow in winter, the kitten glanced at the excrement shovel officer who had nothing to say, and continued to be listless.

Sally seemed to have lost three catties of hair, and the trash can was filled to the brim with Sally's cat hair.

Maybe Hannibal's dark gray sheets would turn velvety white when he woke up.

Sally's body became very strange, as if the fast-forward button was pressed, and her metabolism accelerated several times.

In contrast, Sally recovered quickly from her injuries.

"Will he..."

The kitten raised its cat's eyes in a low voice, and lowered it again.

"I charged him for you."

As Sally's guardian, Hannibal had the right to accuse Will of intentional homicide.

But in the same way, it was Hannibal who proved Will's mental problems.

No one understands why Hannibal did what he did, Will hurt his girl, he accused him, and testified of his insanity to mitigate his guilt.

No, someone can understand.

Will and Sally.

But compared to Will's slightly conspiratorial understanding, Sally's understanding is much simpler and cruder.

The kitten opened its mouth aggrieved and began to cry. The kitten's ivory-white teeth were exposed to the air. The pink cat's tongue was soft, and the kitten's throat could be vaguely seen.

"You are so despicable QAQ you are terrible, Sally wants to go back to Cat Star to QAQ"

The author has something to say: Sally is counting down when she grows up_(:з」∠)_, but she won’t suddenly become a mature beauty. Let’s start with girls_(:з」∠)_Well, 15 years old so……

The author went to see the Black Panther last night, wow, it’s awesome, the sexy little wild cat bodysuit can PK Spiderman_(:з」∠)_Little Spider, I’m sorry, I’m guilty of standing on the wall and swaying with the wind_(:з」∠) _After watching the movie, there was a power outage at home again. The author used the mobile phone code to catch up with the update. I wrote a bit in the morning and now it is updated. I will update it in the evening~~~ I can make up for it_(:з」∠) _

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