[Zhongyingmei] Candy for you, life to me

"Angelia Lecter knows."

When Will said the name, Jack Crawford even froze for a moment, and then realized that this was Angie's full name.

Then he showed a complicated expression: "You think Angie knows that Hannibal Lecter is a—"

"Demon," Will continued, "she said the word to me herself."

For a moment Jack was speechless.

They are looking for clues about Hannibal Lecter, assuming he is really a murderer, then Jack dare not think about what Angie Lecter, who has a bright smile, was cultivated by the devil.

Jack Crawford rubbed his forehead wearily.

"Could Angie Lecter be Hannibal's accomplice?" Jack asked.

Will pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"Hannibal doesn't need an accomplice, let alone let others participate in the hunting process, but if An Qi knew Hannibal's true face..."

For a long time, Will's impression of Angie is cheerful and innocent.She is coquettish, has a small temper, and has all the advantages and disadvantages that a spoiled pretty girl can have.

But it doesn't matter that Angie is smart and sensitive. They talked about the red dragon, and the calmness she showed at that time made Will admire.

"Then, in the Red Dragon's accident, she shouldn't be a simple victim in his attack on Hannibal Lecter."

Jack froze: "Do you think she negotiated with the Red Dragon?"

Will: "No, not necessarily."

The scene when they met outside Lecter's house was deeply engraved in Will's mind. It was not the Angie he was familiar with, with a bright red dress and a black coat.The majestic and dazzling color scheme added a bit of a capable and sharp temperament to her, quite aggressive, and seemed to be resisting something.

against what?The red dragon is dead, and Loki's conspiracy has been dismantled.Back at Hannibal Lecter's side, what else would she have to guard against?

"—it is more appropriate to call him a monster or a demon."

Angie Lecter who turned around said so, her smile was bright and frank, and behind her was Lecter's house, where she lived for ten years, from a child to an adult, and this was her and Hannibal's home.

Will laughed out loud.

In the silent office, his almost broken laughter echoed and circled, which seemed particularly strange.

"Maybe the red dragon is just the beginning," Will said. "She also wants Hannibal Lecter's life."

Lecter House.

Hannibal Lecter washed the dinner plates and put the wine glasses and cutlery back where they belonged.He wiped his hands and walked into the living room, but An Qi was not there.

He thought for a while, then turned and walked towards the consultation room.

When Angie Lecter first integrated into his life, she was still young and did not dare to go out of the mansion alone, and Hannibal did not have time to accompany her to play outside every afternoon, so the spacious and empty consultation room was It became Angel's world.

As long as there are no patient appointments, she will be here, like now.

Hannibal pushed open the door and stood by the railing on the second floor.

she is singing.

The extremely famous aria in "Carmen", but Angie can't sing bel canto.Her voice is sweet. Compared with the elegant singer, the voice seems to be covered with a lot of powdered sugar in a casual and immature voice, which seems a bit shallow.

But An Qi didn't care at all, she was in a good mood.Sitting on the desk on the first floor, holding a book, gently shaking his calf.

In the huge room, only the desk lamp was on. When Angie raised her head when she heard the door open, her eyes suddenly lit up under the dim conditions, and then the singing stopped: "Ah, Hannibal!"

"L'amourestunoiseaurebelle," he began, uttering an excerpt from Angie's humming.

"Yeah." Angie blinked, "What's the problem?"

She can rarely communicate with Hannibal in her mother tongue, let alone sing.Hannibal always believed that Angie was using this method to avoid touching the terrible memories of her childhood.

But in fact, the abuse she suffered as a child didn't affect Angie Lecter too much, and it was far less threatening than the nightmares she couldn't get rid of anyway.

Nightmare.

Hannibal stepped up the ladder to the first floor, and the young girl jumped off the desk.

At night, An Qi changed into a loose nightgown, the room was dimly lit, the desk lamp stood by An Qi's waist, the slight afterglow spread to her chest, and a satin tied into a bow was buried between the golden hair. bring.

The ribbon is not only conspicuous but also very important. Once the whole skirt is untied, it will be scattered like opening a gift package.Hannibal didn't remember Angie having such a set of nightdresses, and he wouldn't allow her to buy such sexual | suggestive | clothing.

"If you plan to read." Hannibal looked away indifferently, "It's a little dark, Angie."

"I didn't read the book."

An Qi closed the book in her hand and put it on the table.

"I'm waiting for you."

She spoke softly, and the faint echo echoed between the two of them.

Hannibal didn't speak.

He was about five meters away from her, almost out of reach in the empty room.An Qi didn't rush over like in the past, she just raised her eyes.

That tall body wished to blend into the darkness, the light was not good, Angie couldn't see Hannibal's pupils clearly, and his deep eye sockets were like black holes, she only knew that he locked her, but she couldn't find any emotion trace.

It's like a monster that is watching, ready to break free from the dark curtain and pounce.

"At the dinner table, I suddenly remembered." He didn't speak, and Angie continued, "When I met Will that day, I also saw a Vijay's car."

"Margot Vijay."

"Ah," she suddenly realized, "she is still receiving your treatment, I thought..."

Hannibal tilted his head: "I think?"

"It's nothing." Angie smiled, "She seems to know Will."

He was silent for a moment, then sighed.

The man who melted into the curtain came to life, and the monster figure disappeared.Hannibal took the initiative to take a step forward, and he walked to a position where the light could reach, and the strong threat was replaced by timely tenderness: "Come here, Angie."

Angie walked over obediently, just like she does when every man calls her.

She had always been clingy, and whenever Hannibal Lecter was within her reach, Angie would be eager for physical contact.This moment is no exception.As soon as she stopped, she reached out her hands, took Hannibal's arms, and nestled against his chest.

"Sometimes I really wish that time would stop at this moment." An Qi closed her eyes slightly, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and said in a low voice.

Hannibal's palm reached into Angie's hair, resting on the side of her face, next to where her jaw meets her neck.

"An Qi." His other hand gently held her chin, guiding An Qi to look at her, "I once said, don't say things that even you don't believe."

"But it's true!"

Her grip on his arm tightened.

Those gray pupils showed an almost dark blue in the backlight, and her brows were tightly frowned, as if she was eager to prove herself: "There are two people missing from my list, but there are many, many, many targets waiting. Let me finish it. The nightmare will not let me go, at least by your side... I can wake up quickly."

her list.

This sentence brought Hannibal a thoughtful look, and Angie felt his hand lightly resting on her hair move slightly.

"Speaking of your list," he said slowly, "Mason Vijay is also on your list."

"Yes," Angie replied, "We've discussed him before."

"But you don't want to give him candy."

"You don't want to hunt either, do you? Not all prey is worthy of the table. You taught me that."

Hannibal nodded, obviously satisfied with the answer.Angie has no doubts, if she really puts down her figure to seduce Mason Vijay, Hannibal who raised her will definitely stop her.

"So, what are you going to do with him, Angie?" he asked.

Angie laughed softly.

The crisp and gentle laughter was extremely abrupt in the dark room. She hugged Hannibal's strong waist coquettishly, stared into his eyes and said softly: "If you don't give candies, you won't die. But Mason Vi Jie’s crimes are no less than Red Dragon’s or Underwood’s, and it’s not appropriate to let him go unpunished, right?”

As she spoke, she took Hannibal's hand buried in her hair.

"But I really can't do anything. How can a little girl who can only dance shake the backbone of the Vijay Group? Hannibal..."

With a flip of her deft fingers, she took out a scalpel from his sleeve.

Before Hannibal could react, Angie stood on tiptoe and lightly bit the man's lower lip.

She leaned in front of him and continued: "Can you help me? Please, I know you won't refuse. You can't... refuse me. "

Then Angie Lecter put away the scalpel and pushed Hannibal away. She returned to her seat by the desk and watched three or four figures silently walking out of the darkness. strangled Hannibal Lecter.

He didn't move the whole time.

The figure who walked past the desk knocked over the lamp, and the lamp that fell to the ground finally illuminated his pupils.

The dark golden eyes stayed on An Qi's body and never left.

The author has something to say: Haha, a girl asked An Qi if she wanted to give it to the doctor. It was quite touching after thinking about it. I will return all the flesh and blood you raised, but next time I see you, I will definitely fuck you up.Really great!But the plot direction is not like this (then you say an egg!

Driving in the next chapter, um, your doctor's car, I've been thinking about this plot since I wrote "Carrie" and it's been useless, and I finally drove it hahahahahahahaha!

Happy Children's Day, little angels~ Meme~

Thank you Scorpion: D President Xiemei smiles at you spark mines, love you all!