How to survive in a world full of weird talk [Comprehensive fear]

Christie trotted over, and when she saw Sidelle beside Hannibal, she couldn't hide her surprise on her face: "It turns out that the professor and Miss Christian know each other."

After learning that Hannibal and Sydel had known each other for a long time, the young and beautiful girl's attitude towards Sydel changed immediately.

——If it was a superficial politeness before, now it is a little more intimate from the heart.

These closenesses probably came from the respect she had for Hannibal.

Sidelle could see the undisguised admiration and admiration on Christie's face.

At this time, Mason had been thrown into the back seat of the car by Hannibal. The algae and water stains on the man's body were still wet, and he was lying on the sofa chair in a state of embarrassment and unconsciousness. Christie didn't look at him Glancing at Mason, he handed a wet wipe to Hannibal with concern: "Professor, do you need to clean your hands?"

Sidelle: "..."

She looked at the scene in front of her, as if she was watching a large fan-only star chasing scene.

Hannibal took the wipes with ease, and gracefully returned Christine with a gentle smile: "Thank you."

Not long ago, Hannibal and the old abbot said——

"This place is too remote, the mountain road is steep, and there is only one way up the mountain. Why don't I send Mr. Vijay out first, and if I meet an ambulance on the way, I can get Mr. Vijay to be treated earlier."

The old director thought about it for a while, and felt that this was also a solution, so the few employees of the orphanage had no opinion.

It's just that the story that Mason came here to do charity investment, but wandered around here and caused himself to be knocked out has spread throughout the orphanage, and now it's even spread by word of mouth among the children.

In fact, Hannibal seemed to want to stuff Mason into his car, but seeing the muddy water and algae all over his body, he paused, his eyes remained unchanged, thought for a few seconds, and opened Mason's car door calmly.

The key was on Mason's waist.

When Sidel followed Hannibal into the car and sat on the passenger seat to fasten her seat belt, she happened to hear Christie's whispered complaints.

"Mr. Vijay is so stupid..."

She sighed softly, and regretfully opened the car window: "Professor, since you left the University of Massachusetts, we have missed you very much... We finally met here, and you are leaving again. See you next time." know when it is."

And all because of the hideous and stupid Mr. Mason Vijay!

The young and beautiful Miss Christie thought indignantly, although she didn't express this thought, it was obvious that even Sidelle could easily see it in her eyes.

Sidelle: ...

She belatedly realized that Hannibal's popularity was a bit too good?

Don't they think this man is actually scary?

However, Sidelle, who was suspected of being sheltered by Hannibal, could only remain silent.

Although Christie was extremely reluctant, she was easily dismissed by Hannibal with a few words.

After saying goodbye to everyone in the orphanage, the car suspected of carrying a dead body finally hit the road.

Driving on the mountain road, Sidelle poked her head out from time to time, looking back at Mason's motionless body in the back seat of the car.

She estimated the time after Mason fainted in her heart, and couldn't help but ask, "Doctor, is he really alive?"

"Are you still worried about his life?" Hannibal smiled half a smile, and glanced at her lightly: "I didn't see you control the strength when you knocked someone."

Sidelle waved her hand: "No, I don't want to think about sending him to the hospital later."

If the car is halfway through and the people are gone, isn't that a trap?It's better to find a place to dispose of it earlier... Wait, why did this direction turn into killing and burying corpses again?

Hannibal chuckled: "Why did you send him to the hospital?"

Sidelle was shocked: "...?!"

Could it be that Hannibal had already planned everything secretly...

But before she could finish her head, Hannibal said, "Don't worry, Biscuit."

"The place you knocked on won't hurt his brain nucleus," he said softly while turning the steering wheel, "It's just that the bones are deformed, it's not a big deal, don't worry."

"It's not so much that he was knocked unconscious by you, it's better to say...he fell into a state of panic."

Sidelle understood.

...so Mason is still awake, mainly because he was scared?

Sidelle, who was always worried about whether she would kill someone by mistake: "..."

She gave the lying corpse in the back seat a hard look full of disdain, and gave a soft snort of disdain.

waste.

However, Sidelle suddenly remembered another question.

"Doctor, don't you study psychology? How can you be so clear about the structure of the human body?"

He was so clear that he could accurately judge Mason's injury by touching it twice.

"Well," Hannibal tilted his head, as if he was not surprised by the little girl's question: "I studied in a medical school in Paris, and I was relatively poor at the time - I accepted a work-study scholarship from the school, ah The price is preparing the body for anatomy class after school."

"Do you want to guess how many human brains I dissected in those years?" he asked with a smile.

Sidelle was silent.

After being silent for a while, she said dryly, "That's not necessary."

She was wrong, she shouldn't have questioned Hannibal's professional level.

Although the skill of dissecting sounds good too.

But I always feel that discussing anatomy with the man in front of me always makes Sidel feel a...subtle nerve ending discomfort.

"Okay." Hannibal seemed to have noticed it a long time ago, and sighed slightly regretfully: "Let Mason go back to his bed and sleep for a while, he will wake up."

"So—maybe I can know how he offended you?" Hannibal smiled, revealing a dimple on the side of his face. He looked at the road ahead, and his words seemed to contain a bit of connivance: "Offended enough to make you lift a crowbar—"

"It's nothing." Sidelle remembered what Mason had done, and couldn't help frowning in disgust: "He's just a disgusting violent maniac, and unfortunately my friend has become his family."

To Sytel's surprise, Hannibal pondered for a while before uttering a name: "Margo?"

Sydel: "You know her?"

"Well," Hannibal narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was recalling: "I met twice a few years ago, so I have some impressions."

"She's a determined girl."

He rarely added a sentence.

It was impossible to hear Hannibal's attitude towards Margot from the words, and Sidel inevitably became nervous for a moment, a little afraid that Hannibal was also interested in Margot.

Although there is no evidence yet, her intuition tells Sidelle that it is not a good thing to be seen by Hannibal.

But before she could continue thinking, Hannibal asked her, "So you've figured out what to do now?"

Sidelle came back to her senses, "Send Mason back to Muskrat Manor first."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, sending a message to Janet.

When Hannibal drove into the Muskrat Manor, he was stopped by the guard again, but he just showed his work pass to the guard, and passed smoothly.

Because the car has a special shielding glass, no one saw Mason in the back seat of the car along the way.

Until the front of the building, Sidelle got off the car and saw Margot waiting in the lobby.

"Sydel," the little girl stepped forward nervously, her brown pupils inadvertently glanced at the handsome man in a windbreaker beside her, and the half-dead Mason lying in the car door opened by the man.

She froze for a moment, as if her tongue was tied, and stammered: "You, you won't...you don't have to do this, still, still..."

It's okay to kill, why did you bring the body back? !

Sidelle: "...you misunderstood."

She caught a glimpse of the housekeeper, the family doctor and a group of people who came in an emergency. Hannibal was there to deal with those people. Sidelle took Margo's hand and took her upstairs calmly: "Your brother and I are going to the orphanage Volunteer, who knows that he disobeyed the command and ran into the air-raid shelter during World War II, slipped and fell inside, and I don’t know if he will fall ill.”

Margot: "...Really?"

She looked at Sidelle suspiciously, and clearly saw a piece of wet moss beside her arm.

Sidelle continued calmly: "Fortunately, I found Mason. If I hadn't appeared in time, he might have died inside."

"You should thank me for saving your brother," she held Margo's hand behind her back, and winked at her lightly.

Margot understood, and her brown eyes seemed to reveal sincere emotion, "Thank you for saving him, Sidelle."

"You're welcome, who made him your brother?"

Sidelle accepted the thank you without any guilt.

When she came out of Margo's room, it was almost dusk.

Sidelle and Margo bid farewell, Mason should have been left in the Muskrat Manor, but because it was getting late, and Hannibal and Sidelle were the benefactors who sent Mason back, the housekeeper made an exception and let the two register and leave the garage. Li took a Mustang car for the return trip.

Sidelle got into the car, but she had to go to another place.

When she was in Margot's room, Sidelle had already proposed that she could take her away now, after all, she was a little worried whether Mason would blame Margot when he woke up.

Margo, however, rejects her.

"Don't worry about me," the petite girl stood in the afterglow of the setting sun and looked back at her quietly: "Aren't you done with what you have to do?"

"Like...send him in."

"I think I can help you a little bit, I think—I should be able to do something, too."

Sidelle finally left alone, and Margo stood in front of the window on the second floor, quietly looking at Sidelle's background, with a calm expression.

After Sidel was sent to her destination by Hannibal, she said goodbye to the doctor.

"Thank you very much for your help," the little girl's blue pupils shone with sincerity, as if she was sincerely thanking: "Good people will be rewarded."

After speaking, he took two steps back, looking like he was about to run away, without even trying to hide it.

Hannibal: "..."

He rubbed his forehead, a little helpless: "I have a good word from you."

This is still a wolf-hearted little biscuit, and the action of dumping people after using it is quite fast.

Sidelle turned around and entered an alley, but she didn't see Hannibal leaning against the side of the car, with gradually darkening pupils.

He lowered his head and gently hummed a nursery rhyme, his slender, white fingers waved gently and rhythmically in the air like a baton in a symphony orchestra.

Muskrat Manor, a dark room.

When Mason woke up, he felt not only a sharp pain in the back of his head, but also pain all over his body.

He barely opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a dark person standing beside him.

"...Fuck," he cursed angrily, but his body moved back honestly, and he remembered before he passed out... yes, the child he saw before he passed out!

Mason's face was pale, and he was about to scream out, but suddenly he saw the dark man turn on the light.

"Clap."

— beside the bed was his sister Margot.

Mason held the quilt and heaved a sigh of relief. He temporarily let go of his panic and suddenly remembered something: "Sydelle... Where is Sydelle?"

The panic that had nowhere to vent turned into anger, and the anger distorted his face slightly: "She's a vile little bitch! How dare you hit me!!"

Margo was walking to the table to pour water. Hearing this sentence, she kept moving, but the muscles at the corners of her eyes twitched slightly on her expressionless face.

She brought over the poured potion with a dull expression: "Didn't you fall down in the cave by yourself? Don't frame other little girls."

Mason swallowed, thinking of the weird scene he saw in the cave, he was terrified, but he still insisted: "Impossible! She hit me."

He stretched out his hand to touch the sore spot on the back of his head, but he only found a pile of gauze wrapped around it thickly.

Margot stuffed the medicine into his hand coldly: "So why did you go to the cave?"

Mason: "..."

He thought for a while, and said dryly, "...because I saw a child... no, it's a ghost!"

"That evil spirit wanted to lure me to the cave and kill me..."

He growled, but seeing Margot's indifferent face, he suddenly realized that these words might be too mentally retarded.

...It belongs to the point where even if it is his personal experience, it is still nonsense to say it.

Mason: "..."

He fell into dry silence again.

"So what does this have to do with Sidelle?" He saw his sister folded her arms in front of his bed, and sneered disdainfully: "You broke your brain yourself, didn't you?"

A string of radiant glass beads on her wrist glowed faintly in the dark.

"Or do you want to use this as an excuse to frame Sidelle so that you have more chances to attack her?"

Mason, who felt that he had received inexplicable sewage, was furious, and he said loudly: "I wanted her to come here to play, but she definitely hurt me in the cave! The wound on my head was made by her with a crowbar! "

He tried hard to recall: "I saw it very clearly at the time, it was very long like a crowbar, and it was the same color as black iron..."

Margot interrupted him: "So where's the crowbar?"

Mason was stunned for a moment, and he repeated: "So the crowbar..."

Margo said coldly: "Sidelle went to the orphanage with you, she never had a chance to hide a long crowbar in front of you."

"So at the end of the day," the 12-year-old blond concluded for Mason, "it's all a figment of your mind after you broke it."

Mason Na Na: "..."

He suddenly felt that it was not impossible, but he always felt that there was something wrong, so he could only weakly explain: "It may also be the crowbar in the orphanage..."

Margo seemed disdainful to listen to his nonsense, gave him a cold look, and then slammed the door, leaving only one sentence.

"Drink the medicine, and a doctor will come later to check whether your brain is really malfunctioning."

Holding the bowl of medicine in his hand, Mason fell into self-doubt: "Could it be that I have misremembered...or is it that the child in the water doesn't exist and I just had a dream after I fell down...? "

But why did he dream of the child ghost and Sidelle beating him? !

Mason was suspicious in the room, while Margo, who came out of the room, turned the string of glass beads in her hand, her closed eyes were cold and disgusted.

It was late at night when Sydel returned to Louise's house.

"Baby," the gorgeous woman lying on the sofa under a blanket yawned lazily, rubbing the corners of her eyes and sat up: "If you don't come back, I might call the police."

Sidelle stepped forward and saw Janet smile at her: "Now that the evidence has been submitted, guess how long it will take for that scum to receive the subpoena?"

"...Well," Sidelle also smiled, but she was not so optimistic in her heart.

She's a little worried now—

The previous concerns have been realized, and the parents of those abused children are not willing to let their children stand in court and appear as evidence.

It was precisely because of this worry that Sidelle decided to go to battle in person, at least using herself as a witness.

...but because of the submerged child in the orphanage, her operation failed.

Even if there are witnesses, Mason can only be sentenced for a few years, not to mention...

What's more, there is not even witness evidence now, and it is not known how long the evidence collected can give him a sentence.

Sydel's fears finally become reality.

In the court, Mason insisted that these identified charges were slander against him, and they were fabricated harassment terms——

It's nothing more than some dirty and lowly people trying to profit from this.

he said contemptuously.

When he went to court, the bandage on the back of his head hadn't been removed, so his anger seemed ridiculous. He also asked the judge to investigate Sidel. He seemed to have always firmly believed that Sidel hurt his head——

Of course, the police who came to investigate had chatted with Sidelle at Louise's house for a while, and then went to the orphanage. In the end, the court rejected Mason's accusation.

But even with such ample video evidence, Mason was only sentenced to... 500 hours of social service after the Vijay family went up and down.

Sidelle who heard the news: ...

Janet comforted her from the side: "You have done enough, baby. The Vijay family can be regarded as a big chaebol. It is good enough that you can achieve this result by yourself."

"And this is not the only result. At least their stock price has plummeted now, and at least three competitors are staring at them."

"Also, at least Mason won't be so presumptuous and daring from now on. So don't be too discouraged, I know you are a good boy, and we all tried our best."

Janet also went to the Muskrat Manor to negotiate and took Margot out in the name of Louise and Sidelle.

Perhaps it was because Vijay's house was in a mess, Janet and old Vijay communicated very smoothly, and soon Louise and Sidelle saw Margot at home.

Because of the large number of people camping at the time, Mason would not know who took the video and leaked it.

But Sidelle is really worried about letting Margo stay in a place with Mason.

Sidelle originally thought that this matter could only end like this, although she was very depressed and unwilling.

... She even began to wonder if it would be better for her to kill and mutilate corpses directly in the cave that day.

However, half a month later, the news from outside shocked Sidelle.

— Mason is paralyzed.