[Zhongyingmei] Can drawing cards save the world?

Elaine saw a ray of light.

The windows banged against the wind, but there was nothing else.

Just suddenly, the beam of light gradually spread from a light spot to surround her whole body, her hair flew up, and she heard the sound of thunder and lightning erupting in the air.

"Elaine—" a hand stretched out from the light, and a faint voice called her that.

"Stop them—please, remember!"

In an instant, everything was quiet again, and even the gust of wind disappeared.

Elaine was half-sitting on the bed, with the bright shadow still in her eyes.

Elaine left Wayne Manor early today.

She is going to find someone.

"Are you sure you still want to see him?" Will asked. "I can find another therapist for you."

"There are some things I want to ask clearly." Elaine walked to the police officer on duty under the guidance of Will, and signed his name on the visitor list, "I will be careful."

"I'll wait for you at the door," Will said.

Elaine walked in under the guidance of the police officer on duty.

Hannibal Lecter is in the innermost room. In his cell are his medical manuscripts and some basic books.

"You seem to live comfortably." Elaine said coldly.

Hannibal seemed to expect her to come. He was dressed in white and sat in a chair with calm and confidence.

"It's good—it's just that the food is a bit poor."

"I'm here to ask you some questions." Elaine went straight to the point.

Hannibal doesn't move, but Elaine can tell he's listening.

"You told me before, 'You think you know it all,' didn't you?"

"That's right,"

Elaine tried her best not to look so eager, "Then tell me what this sentence means."

"And how did you deduce my plan? I think I did it perfectly." Hannibal chuckled, as if he meant that if Elaine didn't answer the question, then he wouldn't answer him either.

"Because I can see your true face under this layer of skin."

"If you could have seen it directly, you wouldn't have come," Hannibal said. "You would have come because I left something you couldn't see through."

"But I'd be happy to tell you what I mean." He paused, and continued, "It's just that you have to meet one condition."

Elaine said nothing.

"I won't ask too much," Hannibal said. "I just want to see Will."

Elaine frowned, then looked to the other side of the corridor, where Will was waiting.

"It depends on whether Will agrees."

"He'll agree," Hannibal said. "He will."

"I'll just mention it for you, but it's not up to me whether he sees you or not." Elaine said, "But you have to tell me the answer first."

Hannibal stood up, moved closer to the glass wall, and let Elaine get closer.

There are a few acoustic holes here and there on the glass wall, and Hannibal's mouth is facing that.

"A patient of mine," he said, "is looking for you. He hates you to the bone and wants to kill you—and, counting the time, he's probably going to kill you soon."

It's that Roger Kane.

"You were guiding him," Elaine said, "and now you're telling me you're a little man."

"I just enjoy the process," Hannibal said. "It doesn't matter who wins or loses. What matters is what I get."

"What can you get?"

"Sense of accomplishment, and joy."

"You and the clown will definitely become good friends." Elaine said from the bottom of her heart.

"Thank you." Hannibal smiled, and sat down on the chair, "We really hit it off."

Elaine took a step back in disgust and walked outside.

Will stood by and looked at the sky, and when he saw her come out, he asked her, "How is it?"

"It's not that good." Elaine let out a breath, "He said he wanted to meet you, but you'd better not go."

Will nodded, but said nothing.

Elaine knew that Hannibal had made the right bet.

"Have you had a headache lately?"

Will nodded, "I still have a headache, but there's less sleepwalking."

"That's good." Elaine was about to leave, but she still reminded, "I advise you not to accept the appointment, I'm afraid that he actually did what he did to you."

Will still didn't speak.

Elaine sighed and didn't force it.

She still has her own business to do.

And now, she was going to find Rogge who was instigated by Hannibal.

Roger Kane is just a small employee, not even a bodyguard.But an ordinary person like him can find Elaine's address.

There is no doubt that Hannibal told him after using the FBI to get information.

But if it was Hannibal, he must know that he was not in New York at all, so why let Roger sneak into her house?

Unless, he was looking for something or putting something.

No bombs, no bugs, nothing, was Steve's answer to her.

So that's taking away the inconspicuous little things.

The house hadn't been transferred yet, and it was still the same, so Elaine stopped by to take a look to prevent himself from missing any important details.

She went from the living room to the bedroom and then to the kitchen and bathroom, but she didn't find anything strange.

Finally, she stopped on the dresser.

Skin care products are all there, except for the comb.

broken.

is it possible?

A man who wants to get revenge on her goes to great lengths to come to her house just to get a comb?

"A comb can be used for many things." Bruce said after she informed, "If your super power can be cloned, then the consequences can be imagined."

"But mine can't." Elaine said, "Do you think it might be Lex Luthor? He has seen me, wants to find me, and just bought XOX."

It's just a shame Lex Luthor couldn't replicate her abilities.

"Hair can analyze a lot of things." Bruce was operating something in the bat computer, and finally pulled out a data graph for Elaine, saying, "Your blood relationship, your drug history, and even what genetic diseases you may have .”

"..." Elaine pursed her lips.She didn't know what this person could find out, thinking that even she herself didn't know who her parents were.

As a traveler in time and space, she doesn't know anything about the parents of this soul or the parents of this body.Even, she couldn't recall how it all started——

[Warning, do not question the system]

"Do you have this resource to check?" Elaine asked, "DNA or something."

Bruce shook his head, "I don't have a complete genetic database, and I haven't entered it collectively. There are only criminals in my database."

"But he shouldn't be able to attack me through this—"

On this day, Lex Luthor went to the company for a meeting as usual, but his assistant, Moxie, handed him a package.

"Scanned, no problem." The female assistant said coldly.

Lex opened the package and found a multi-tooth comb with hair inside.And under that comb, there is a piece of typed paper that says Elaine Hope.

"Looks like she's offended someone," he said. "Send this to the lab."

Lex Luthor's original purpose was to find out whether Elaine Hope's genes were mutated, but found that her genes were different from ordinary people.

In one case, the data showed that she was at least 25 years old, but her information showed that she was only 18.Weird, not unless she's time-traveled.

So as a last resort, Lex tracked down her parents.

Isabel Hope and Roanoke Hope are your average Detroit couple — but maybe not so ordinary, either.

They conceived and had children during high school, dropped out of school early, and abandoned their children early, and then worked in Detroit factories. They had a child in their early 20s and then became addicted to drugs. They spent their days in debt, debt collection, and beatings .

So Elaine Hope also has a younger brother who is five years apart.

They obviously have no superpowers and no secrets.

But Luthor didn't dare to guarantee it.

He sent his moxie to talk to them and ask some questions.

Moxi found the registered address of the two, but only saw a mess.Outside the house is a lawn that has not been mowed for a long time and has become a paradise for weeds and garbage.Garbage was piled outside the door, and mosquitoes and flies were flying in the air.

Moxi couldn't help frowning.

She rang the doorbell through her glove.

This is probably the only good appliance in this house, and it can feel that not so many guests in this family need to use such advanced equipment.

"Go and open the door—" A man's voice inside the door was hoarse and lazy, accompanied by the sound of knocking things down.

The door seemed to be clearing something up. When the door opened, Moxi saw a messy living room, bottles, jars, and various packing boxes piled up at the door.

"who are you?"

Moxie looked down and saw a teenage boy who looked very much like Elaine Hope.

Even if he was already in his teens, boys of the same age should have started to grow taller, but this boy was thin and small, and he looked like he was ten or nine years old.

"Who is it?" Isabel heard the sound and came, and saw Moxi standing at the door, "Who are you? Are you from them?"

"Who are they?" Moxie asked.

Ignoring Isabel's fear, she entered the house and saw Roanker Hope lying on the sofa.He was wearing a dirty, sweat-soaked vest with needle holes all over his arms.

"I've already given her to you!" Ronark saw her as if he saw a ghost, "What are you going to do! Let us go!"

Moxie had no doubt that this "she" was Elaine Hope.

"Luke, go to your room and lock the door." Isabel said to the boy, her expression was tense and full of hostility.

"Interesting." Luther saw this scene through the camera synchronously, "Looks like I have to go there myself."

The author has something to say:

Hair is not just a single hair, it needs hair follicles.

It seems to be able to extract mitochondrial DNA or something, Du Niang said.

If there is a bug, then it will be Luther Technology Babel.