[Zhongyingmei] Candy for you, life to me

Hannibal Lecter realized something was wrong when he was about to take out the second cutlery.

The habits of the past ten years have already been engraved into a position deeper than flesh and blood.Even the sharp and intelligent Dr. Lecter is bound to make the mistake: by the time his finger touches the edge of the dinner plate, his brain turns belatedly, telling him that he doesn't have to prepare dinner for Angie today.

He was the only one in the huge mansion.

She never sleeps out overnight.Even though Hannibal knows that it is always surprising that young people today go crazy, Angie has always been sensible. She rarely participates in all-night parties among classmates, and the few boyfriends are quite decent and polite—including The current lover in name.

So when he found that Angie disappeared from the bedroom, even if he could deduce her plan, Hannibal Lecter unexpectedly found that he was a little uncomfortable.

This made him start to reflect, when exactly did Angie Lecter fully integrate into his life?

At first Hannibal didn't intend to raise her for long.But in the end, he still watched An Qi with his own eyes, transforming from that vigilant and clever child into a charming and charming woman.

Where... not right.

Not logically, not cognitively, but Hannibal Lecter's intuition told him that the current living situation, the current life relationship, in some places should not be what it is now.

Hannibal closed the cupboard, and the sound of "squeak" sounded like an open door in the memory palace.

He prepares the dinner, patiently arranges it, and presents it to the table.Then he took out the wine glass and the corkscrew, the crimson liquid slowly flowed into the transparent container, Hannibal did not lift his head, his deep voice broke the silence: "If there is a next time, I hope you can knock on the door, Even if you were my daughter's guest before this."

Said Hannibal Lecter put down his glass and looked up.

"The Tooth Fairy" - a moniker bestowed by the media is shallow and offensive, and an insult to a skilled hunter.

Therefore, Hannibal had to admit that Angie's mouthful of "Mr. Red Dragon" was such a simple trick, but it was quite effective.

The red dragon was standing at the other end of the dining table.

He was tall and muscular, with a handsome face stained with blood.His torso too, dripping blood onto the thick floor, and Hannibal didn't miss the dagger in his left hand at the same time.

"Let me remind you," Hannibal said, "when killing the agents near the apartment, you'd better not set off the alarm, otherwise the FBI will come soon."

He looked at Hannibal quietly, and opened his mouth after a long time.

The ugly cut on the right side of the lip obviously came from soft palate surgery, and the Red Dragon spoke very slowly, trying to speak every word clearly.

"You didn't expect me to come."

Physical defects, childhood bullying, for Hannibal Lecter, Red Dragon's motives for committing crimes are written all over his body, no wonder his Angie acts so boldly and decisively.

As she said, he is indeed a shy big boy.

"So," Hannibal asked, "why did you come, Red Dragon?"

The beast gripped the dagger tightly.

"I'm here for the angels," he said.

Jack Crawford walked up to Hannibal from his dining room.

Dr. Lecter, who was always well-dressed, showed a rare look of distress.

His dark blonde hair, which was always neat and orderly, was messily scattered on his forehead, sticking to the skin due to the coagulated blood scab.A clean towel can wipe off the blood oozing from the wound, but it can't wipe off the bruises on the face.

"The ambulance is on the way," Jack said.

Hannibal shook his head. He glanced in the direction of the restaurant and uttered the first words after the FBI arrived: "Anqi."

It's hard to imagine what the fight was like before the arrival, and Jack never expected to see Hannibal scarred and embarrassed.The psychiatrist who is the adoptive father took a deep breath and continued: "He mentioned An Qi, so he should have taken her away."

"Take her away?"

"It's not Red Dragon's crime style, so...she's still alive."

Even Jack, who was used to seeing all kinds of scenes, felt his heart tighten when he heard this.

"My people are collecting evidence at the scene. Others have confessed here. It is only a matter of time before the identity is identified. When the ambulance arrives, you first—"

"—I will go with you to save her."

Jack frowned: "Hannibal, if his bullets are more accurate, what I want to clean up is not his body, but yours!"

Hannibal Lecter closed his eyes.

He took off the towel that was pressed on the left side of his neck, and the bullet grazed his skin, missing a vital point but leaving a terrible wound, but fortunately the bleeding had stopped.

"I will take care of the wound myself." He said, with unshakable firmness in his tone, "An Qi must be picked up by me."

Hannibal Lecter was a master at persuading others.Even the stubborn Jack Crawford had to bow down.

The FBI quickly found out the real identity of Red Dragon, and then they came to the ancestral home under his name.

Inherited from his grandmother - Hannibal was no surprise when he heard the news.

"I don't understand why the tooth... red dragon wants to kill you?" Jack asked while sitting in the passenger seat, "Your family situation with Angie doesn't meet his selection criteria."

"He wants to possess Angie."

Hannibal replied.

"And as An Qi's father, I am the first line of defense to stop him."

Silence spread from the carriage, and Dollahide's mansion slowly appeared from the end of the road.After the car drove through the gate, Hannibal immediately noticed a faint light in the attic on the top floor of the mansion.

He was the first to walk through the gates of the mansion.

The leather shoes made a "creaking" sound when they stepped on the old wooden boards. The FBI in blue uniform raised a gun and tried to call him, but it didn't work.

Hannibal Lecter knew there would be no one else here.

He stopped in front of the attic, unlocked the door, and pushed open the dark door.

Angie Lecter sat at her desk.

She was wearing a man's T-shirt, her legs were bare|naked, and a pair of handcuffs were attached to her right wrist, and the other end was attached to the corner of the table.The moment the door opened, she instinctively shrank towards the inside of the chair legs, and then An Qi saw who was coming.

Angie, who was trapped in the attic, was obedient and quiet. Even in this state, she still had a calm demeanor, except that her pair of gray eyes suddenly lit up when they met Hannibal's sight.

"Hannibal."

She turned her head sideways, her long golden hair fell to her chest.

"Are you here to save me?"

Time and space merged together in an instant.The image of a slender girl and an immature child is superimposed, and Hannibal is surprised to find that Angie Lecter at this moment is so similar to the appearance ten years ago in the memory palace, with the same expression and tone, even the seemingly calm but actually The state of tension is exactly the same.

He took a step.

Hannibal unbuttoned his coat and covered Angie's slender legs with it.He glanced at the handcuffs on her right wrist. There were shocking marks on her white wrists. It was obvious that An Qi struggled a lot when she was handcuffed.

"Did he hurt you?" Hannibal asked.

Immediately afterwards, FBI agents followed in, An Qi stared closely into his eyes, and finally did not speak.

She just shook her head.

Hannibal carried her out himself.

In fact, Angie felt like she could walk.But when the powerful hand passed through the hollow of her knee, she couldn't help but climbed onto Hannibal's shoulder.

Angie gathered the coat wrapped around her body, which smelled of Hannibal's usual cologne.It collided with the smell of the red dragon remaining on the cloth, forming a strong contrast.

It seems that just on her body, the fight between the two not long ago can be reproduced.

The winner, of course, is Hannibal.

He was still in a neat suit and shirt, but his face was covered with bruises, a large bruise under his left eye, and scars on his forehead and neck.An Qi stretched out her hand distressedly, and gently touched his left cheek: "Does it hurt?"

"It's nothing serious." He replied calmly.

Passing through countless forensic blue uniforms, Hannibal simply greeted Jack, and then walked straight out of Dollahide's manor.

"I'm very sorry."

Angie leaned her forehead against Hannibal's shoulder, and she spoke in a low voice, her tone full of guilt and worry.

"I didn't expect him to... he was going to attack you, I was shocked when I was handcuffed! Thank goodness you're fine."

Hannibal opened the door and put Angie smoothly on the back seat of the car.

"Angie."

He bent down.

From the profound facial features, An Qi couldn't find any emotion.The amber-like pupils are deep and black in the dark environment, like two black holes, in which there is boundless death and nothingness lurking.

When the powerful palm touched her cheek, An Qi instinctively flinched, but in the end she restrained her evasive movement abruptly.

"What's the matter, Hannibal?"

He did look at her—not Hannibal Lecter, but the hideous truth beneath this blameless skin, opened his eyes.

When An Qi met such a gaze, a trembling between excitement and fear rushed into her heart.

But in the end he didn't respond to Angie's question.

Hannibal just put a gentle kiss on Angie's lips, very light and short.It was over before she could even taste it.

"No one will hurt you anymore," he said.

Then Hannibal Lecter put away the almost blurted question completely, hiding it in his memory palace.

Not yet, he thought, but slowly, Hannibal thought he had caught Angie's way of attacking.

——Use his hand to kill the Red Dragon; borrow Thomas Northfield's hand to kill the President of the United States.

Then, whose hand will she borrow?

To kill him?

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