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

The matter did not end because Will was in jail. The cases he was involved in were not that simple. In addition to obtaining Will's confession, the FBI also wanted to know about this famous empathetic man who was amazing for his empathy but was convicted of committing a crime. The example of depravity has attracted many psychiatrists or reporters to cast their eyes on him.

Gideon escaped, even though Will was in jail, everyone thought Will was the real imitator, a psychotic lunatic, but Gideon's charges were not offset by Will's appearance.

Gideon is still a murderer, and FBIT must bring him back.

"You can continue to ask Hannibal Lecter, don't you always trust him more than you trust your friends."

Through the glass of the hospital, Will Graham, the man in the hospital gown, sneered at Jack, who came to visit him.

What Keweier said was harsh but true.

Jack hurriedly visited Hannibal's home, told him about Gideon and Will, and expected the help of the psychiatrist.

Perhaps in Jack's heart, this good cook, helpful and wise gentleman is a just person.

"Will asked you to come to me?"

Jack nodded. "He said you know something we don't."

Hannibal smiled, with a slightly pitiful smile: "Before the doctor-patient relationship between me and Will ended, I had conflicts with him due to disagreements. I suggested that he confess to you, and he brought you up. Have you ever had his illness?"

"No, Will firmly believes that he is healthy."

Jack frowned, obviously his friend Will's betrayal hit him a lot.

Jack thought of that girl.

The girl with vertical long hair named Abigail, he didn't know whether Will's change had anything to do with her.

"All I know is what Will told me."

Hannibal came around from behind the desk and rummaged through the folders on the desk. He looked dedicated and serious, "Here is a note on treating Will, I hope it will help you, he mentioned Abigail many times , seems to have a sense of guilt for that child, Will is kind, he shot her father..."

"That's the murderer. Will's behavior is reasonable and he was killed on the spot."

Jack interrupted Hannibal, who took the file.

"In fact, people from the FBI have already contacted her. I don't know Will's feelings about her..."

Jack spread his hands: "Maybe I can't immediately think of a criminal. Whether Abigail is an accomplice or a victim is not sure yet, but I can be sure that Abigail is not as simple as it seems."

Hannibal gave Jack a profile of Gideon.

There was a book quietly lying on the desk, with gilt German cursive characters printed on the hard cover, most of it was opened, and there was a leaf specimen sandwiched between the pages. Dinner? Tonight is roast lamb's feet."

"no thank you."

Jack pinched his eyebrows, "I have to go back to the FBI."

"Say hello to Alana for me."

Hannibal lowered his eyes and opened the book.

Jack really wanted to ask Hannibal why he didn't go to see Alana himself. After all, Alana was also a victim and she was his student.

But Jack is also not very willing to meddle in other people's private affairs, "I will bring the words."

Jack left the apartment.

The FBI has a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.

However, when he walked to the door, he met a pair of quiet blue eyes. It was a... small white cat that shed a tuft of hair every step of the way.

Jack was stunned for a moment. He changed his shoes and said, "I thought you would never come back after getting lost. No one in this world can treat you better than Hannibal. It's not easy to be a stray cat. Besides... ..."

Jack nodded Sally's little nose through the air solemnly, and said seriously: "Be good, don't run around."

Sally licked her paws, then suddenly leaned forward, bared her teeth and let out a low growl.

Jack: ...

Well, all cats in the world have a virtue...

But Sally seems to hate him...

What did he do wrong?

The kitten's eyes were full of conflict.

Jack tidied himself up pretending to be calm, and turned his head to go out.

As soon as Jack left, a figure gradually appeared next to the bookshelf on the second road. A girl with vertical long hair stood there quietly. She pursed her lips and looked confused: "I thought you would tell that person my whereabouts."

"About Will?"

Hannibal said lightly, although it was a question, but in an affirmative tone, he just closed the book after finishing the last chapter, and he did not pursue Abigail for showing up at his house without authorization.

Apparently Abigail is here because of Will.

As early as when Abigail appeared on the sofa, Sally took catwalks, shook off her cat hair, jumped onto Hannibal's shoulders, circled her body, and stared quietly at Abigail with her blue cat eyes. Gail.

Hannibal also leaned on the chair patiently, waiting for Abigail to speak kindly.

One person and one cat have a perfect understanding.

Abigail was inexplicably nervous.

"Wilto, I pass something to Sally."

Abigail was holding a small red square box in her hand. She placed it on the table, a little uncomfortable. She was not suitable for Hannibal's slight scrutiny. Items to measure.

Or irresistible meat on a sticky board.

Abigail has always been surprisingly keen on criminals.

Maybe they are of the same kind, so they are extra sensitive.

"It's time for me to go back to the nursing home. If the nurse can't find me, I will be anxious."

Abigail was already under surveillance, and it was a skill to escape the surveillance and come here.

She looked like a quiet and delicate girl, but she looked at Hannibal with fear hidden deep in her eyes.

"I thought you'd have a lot of questions to ask me."

Hannibal clasped his hands and looked into Abigail's eyes kindly: "For example, your father, I am a psychiatrist, Abigail, you can try to trust me, and I will help you out of your current predicament. "

Abigail's father was a murderer.

It was also the initial fuse that caused Will's current situation.

Abigail clenched her fists, suppressed her fear, and believed in a devil?Abigail shook her head with a wry smile: "Thank you for your kindness. When I can't hold on anymore, I will come to ask for your help. Will's gift, please pass it on to Sally."

Abigail nearly escaped Hannibal's reach.

The little white cat huddled up on the man's shoulders, and the existence of the fluffy white cat was incompatible with this cold and hard room.

It's unbelievable that a man would raise something so soft and fragile, like that girl named Sally.

Abigail shook her head, calmed down, and left.

The small red square box looked exquisite and cute. Sally squatted on Hannibal's shoulder, shaking her face expressionlessly, and she shook another layer of fine cat hair.

Hannibal: ...

"Even if Will brings the dried fish, Sally won't play with him anymore."

The kitten changed the subject guiltily, and jumped off Hannibal's shoulder, giving him a wet little blue look.

Hannibal was expressionless.

Sally's recent hair loss has been horrendous.

She blocked the sewer just now... Sally rubbed her face, she must not be discovered by the shit shovel that her hair blocked the sewer.

"It's time for you to take a shower, Sally."

Hannibal closed the book, he took off his coat covered in cat fur, thinking that he had just met Jack and Abigail in a suit covered in fluff, Hannibal, who has always attached great importance to etiquette, felt a little... want to stew Sally's impulse.

Sally frowned slightly, avoided Hannibal's hand, turned her head and ran away.

"Sally is hungry!! You have to eat before taking a bath!!"

Tonight is roast lamb's feet.

Sally didn't like meat with sauce, so Hannibal also made a small stove for Sally to cook boiled chicken breast.

While Hannibal was cooking, the kitten was in the bathroom dealing with the sewer.

There is a distance between the kitchen and the bathroom. The sound of the kitten's sharp claws scratching the floor is piercing and trembling. The purr of the kitchen water, accompanied by the smell of meat in the air, gradually pours into the kitten's sensitive nose.

Sally nodded painfully.

The furry and wet paws tried to loosen the passage that was tightly blocked by cat fur.

Maybe, before going through the sewer, Sally can think again about how to deal with the undignified punishment of shoveling shit?

Her shit-shoveling officer has no majesty, but it is such a shit-shoveling officer who has no majesty. His punishment for Sally is always to attack MAX mentally.

She's been so sad.

Will bullies Sally, but Sally is afraid of being punished because of the sewer.

When did the kitten lose all courage? !

Who is the master of this family? !

Sally puffed out her chest, and inexplicably stiffened.

So, half an hour after eating, one person and one cat stood at the door of the bathroom as quietly as chickens.

Hannibal smiled half a smile: "Sally, what's the matter."

The kitten tugged on Hannibal's trouser legs, the cat's face was full of innocence: "The sewer is blocked, can you fix it?"

No, Hannibal can kill and save, but he just can't pass through the sewer.

Who gave Sally the illusion that her omnipotent feces shoveler can connect to the sewer, which is also full of skills?

"Sally has become weird recently, and Sally doesn't want to block the sewer, but Sally's hair..."

The kitten raised its paw to pluck its own fur, then lifted the paw lightly, and the cat fur fell on the smooth floor. The kitten felt distressed, and sat down on Hannibal's feet sadly, and licked its paw , Shun Shun Mao.

The whole body of the kitten exudes "Sally is so cute and pitiful, you still want to teach Sally, are you really going to be so cruel?".

Could Hannibal be so cruel?

Well, he will.

Hannibal picked up Sally and gave her a bath first.

As a result, the bathroom drain was completely blocked.

There was a layer of cat hair floating in the bathtub, and the wayward child huddled in the corner aggrievedly, looking at the expressionless Hannibal with his wet cat's head on his head.

"Meow... Meow... Meow... Meow..."

Hannibal contacted the maintenance worker with a sullen face, then threw Sally into the soft blanket and rubbed her hair without saying a word.

Raising the blanket with sharp claws, Hannibal squeezed the space between his eyebrows, took the nail clippers from the drawer, and cut off Sally's first nail in the kitten's blue eyes, which became more and more vigilant.

Sally: ...

Hannibal: ...

One person and one cat fell into an awkward atmosphere of silent nail clipping.

The author has something to say: the second watch~~~

In the next chapter, Sally is about to grow up_(:з」∠)_Well, the fragrant girl series√

As well as questions about Will, many cuties answered correctly! !

Applause!Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, there will be rough updates!

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