God made me miserable

The atmosphere in the meeting room became tense.

"Miss Oswald, if you know anything about this case, please let us know immediately." Hotchner and Rossi looked at each other, and they both saw seriousness in each other's eyes.Prohibited drugs that have disappeared from the market for nearly 10 years were used in a crime by a murderer who escaped from prison, and the murderer is now shot dead by the girl in front of him.

"Zoe?" Reed looked at the serious faces of his colleagues, and said a little uneasy, "Hodge, she's just freaking out."

"Zoe, if you know anything, tell us now." JJ looked at the colleagues around him, got up and sat next to the blonde girl, "This case is more serious than you think. Zoe, anything you know, Even the smallest details are helpful to us. Have you... met anyone in Gotham?" She took Zoe's hand on the table.

Look at JJ, then look at the little doctor, and finally look at other people in the conference room.Zooey knew that she had to solve the predicament immediately.Otherwise, the next time the BAU profilers talk to her, the venue will not be the conference room, but the interrogation room.

"I..." After hesitating for a while, Zooey could only tell the truth. "I don't remember." It's not wise to lie to a profiler.

"Don't remember anything?" This answer was unexpected by everyone in BAU.

"I don't remember that I've been to Gotham." Zooey shook her head with a wry smile, "Actually, since last year...my memory has been...some intermittent." She withdrew the hand held by JJ and turned her head to look Xiang looked at her little doctor worriedly, "I remember that I left London and came to the United States. I remember that I went to Manhattan. I also remember that I was pushed into the water by Evans."

In front of the top behavior analysis experts, Zoe chose to tell part of the truth in order to gain trust. "But there are still a lot of memories... I'm a little fuzzy." She picked up the cup in front of her and put it down again. "Actually, Spencer, I don't even remember how you got me out of the water. All I know is that the doctors and nurses said you got me."

The profilers at the BAU looked at each other, not expecting this answer.

"Zoe, are you saying that you have short-term memory loss?" Reid opened his mouth, but he didn't expect his new friend to give this answer.

"Maybe." Zoe shrugged, "Anyway, I really don't remember going to Gotham myself." She looked directly at Hotchner, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, "Agent Hotchner, whether you Believe it or not, I really don't remember."

The meeting room was silent for a few seconds.

"Hodge, this is possible." Reid looked at his friends and then at his colleagues, "Zoe has experienced... a lot", before the news of the unexpected death of the head of the media empire Oswald Group and his wife There was a lot of buzz, and Garcia had already sent the news to Reed. "Extreme sadness and PTSD are both likely to cause this kind of memory confusion." Zoe's background is very clear to everyone sitting in the conference room now.

Hotchner and Rossi looked at each other. The current situation was beyond their expectation.

"Miss Oswald, our technicians have found search records on your computer for the past few days." Albert Hardy was shot dead, and the clues to the investigation of illegal drugs were interrupted.It is reasonable for them to investigate the background of the shooter.

"We found that you have searched for many recent reports of disappearances in Washington, D.C. and Virginia, news of unsolved cases, and police investigation reports of many vicious cases." Hotchner signaled Reid who wanted to raise objections No interruptions allowed.

"Can you tell us, what is your purpose in investigating those cases?" Rossi put her hands on the table and looked seriously at the blonde girl beside the conference table. "I assume you remember doing these surveys yourself?" He smiled at Zooey as if to ease the atmosphere.

"I remember." Zoe looked back at the detective who founded BAU frankly. "I collected those data because I think that some of them...the cause of death may not be as simple as the police speculated." In order to bring down the ogre, she has been collecting data since she woke up at this time point, and it is also As it should be.

"...Do you think there is a serial killer hidden in this?" An ordinary person may not meet a serial killer in his life. The girl in front of her has already met two. Does she think she will meet the third one?

Rosie thought maybe Rhett's little friend was really sick, maybe.

"NO", Zooey shook her head, this is a rare opportunity. "I don't think there's a serial killer hidden in this." She looked at Rhett beside her, and sighed softly. "I think, I met one myself." She knew how crazy that sounded.

"And I suspect...", she slowly glanced at the BAU profilers sitting at the conference table, "He eats people."

The meeting room was completely quiet, and Morgan looked at everyone, feeling that the girl in front of him might really have too much PTSD.

"Miss Oswald, with your permission, we hope that a professional can evaluate your mental state." Hesitating for a second, just to be on the safe side, Hochner decided to conduct a psychological evaluation of the young girl in front of him, confirm Make a decision after the authenticity of the other party's words, "What do you think?"

"I'm fine." Zooey nodded, agreeing, "I'm telling the truth." She just concealed some truth.

"Then...we will entrust a psychological expert to conduct a psychological evaluation on you." Hotchina nodded.

"Do you believe her?" After watching Rhett lead the blonde girl out, Rosie said, "Hodge?" Intermittent amnesia?Meet an ogre?

"Suspiciousness and delusions are typical symptoms in PTSD cases." Morgan leaned back in the chair and dropped the pen in his hand, "The girl was probably stimulated by the sudden death of her parents, and Garcia found that she died in March this year. She was kidnapped in June, and it was Iron Man who passed by to save her. Not long ago, she was thrown into the river by a serial murderer and almost drowned." With such an experience, it is not surprising even if she has a mental breakdown.

"She didn't hesitate at all when she shot and killed Albert Hardy." Emily inspected the scene herself, "Just now JJ and I recorded a statement for her. No negativity, just guilt when bringing up the injuries of the five officers."

"Red also mentioned at the beginning that she suspected that she had serious psychological problems," but JJ didn't think Zoe would be related to the murder.

"The only clue to track down the 'Dark Ball' is Albert Hardy. Now that he is dead, we have to investigate Oswald." Hochner opened the file in front of him, "We will wait for the results to come out." , now we must not only hunt down the fugitive, but also find out the source of Albert Hardy's medicine."

It doesn't seem surprising.

Zoe looked at Hannibal who was sitting opposite, and complained in her heart that the ogre is also an acting superstar who was delayed by a criminal career.

"Zoe, I'm commissioned by the FBI to conduct a psychological evaluation on you, but please don't be nervous." Hannibal looked at the blonde girl sitting across from him with a smile in his eyes, "I will take care of everything you tell me." Confidential, the results of this psychological evaluation report will only be given to BAU agents, they just want to confirm your status."

Hannibal deserves to be regarded as an authoritative person in psychology, he seems to have an innate temperament that makes people unconsciously trust.

Zooey touched the armrest of the sofa.

Now she and Hannibal were in a room provided by an FBI office, not the Ogre's own office.

"Of course." Smiling, Zooey adjusted a comfortable sitting position. "Doctor Lecter, you can start now." Because the location at the moment was not Hannibal's office, Zooey felt a little more relaxed.

"Zoe, this treatment will not be any different from the previous treatment." Hannibal looked at the blonde girl sitting opposite.Only killed someone with his own hands last night, but the girl didn't feel the slightest difference at the moment.

"Tell me about your feelings, Zoe." The cannibal doctor leaned back gracefully into the large chair, "About what happened last night, how do you feel now?" He stared at the patient opposite him earnestly, bringing Has a reassuring quality.

But it's a pity, no matter how authoritative and professional Hannibal was, Zoe didn't dare to relax in front of an ogre. "I think..." She frowned, but she couldn't express her inner feelings—it wasn't that she couldn't figure out how to hide her inner thoughts, but that she really didn't know how she felt about last night's murder.

Did she do something wrong?No, either Albert died or she died last night. There was nothing wrong with her shooting.But after a normal person kills a human being, he will feel it in his heart, won't he?

But why didn't she feel anything?

At this moment, Zooey understood why the little doctor was hesitant to speak yesterday, and why the BAU profilers felt that she needed psychological evaluation and counseling.

Traveling through the chaotic time nodes, with only fragmented memory fragments, and the pressure of thinking that I was about to die before.

Zooey understood that she was still affected after all.

"Zoe, how about... let's change the method?" The girl sitting across from her was thoughtful but said nothing. Hannibal looked at her calmly for a few seconds, and brought up what he had been planning all along. "Dr. Rhett said that your memory is missing, I think maybe we can use other methods to help you retrieve those memories." With a moderate smile on his face, Hannibal acted like a worthy trusted friend.

"What method?" Zooey looked up and looked directly at the man opposite.

"Hypnosis."

……

"Zoe, relax." Hannibal sat in his chair, looked at the girl half lying on the sofa, "close your eyes... relax..."

Zooey slowly closed her eyes following the ogre's voice, but her thoughts did not relax.

"Zoe, is this dangerous?" the system asked worriedly.

"Hannibal is not that easy to catch." Zooey knew it was a risk, but she could only try, "You said, I can't tell anyone about the timing, or the destruction of the world, etc. It's a problem, right." Just like that time when she wanted to confess to her idol, but she couldn't open her mouth at all.

"And you can guarantee that I will stay awake the whole time." She will remain alert during the hypnosis process, and the system can always talk to her.Hannibal is an expert in psychology, but not a magician.How could an ogre be able to hypnotize a subject who remained awake from beginning to end?

She did it because she wanted to know what the hell Hannibal was up to.

If you don't enter a tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son.

"Zoe, relax..." The girl's still tense posture made Hannibal raise his eyebrows, "Don't be nervous." The blonde girl was more wary of him than he imagined.

What is the reason for this?

he thought with interest.

Zooey adjusted her breathing and let herself lie comfortably on the sofa.There was no other sound in the quiet office for a while.

"Zoe, now, open your eyes." Leaning down, Hannibal lowered his voice, "Tell me, where are you." He wanted to know where the most secure place in a girl's heart was.

Zooey waited for two seconds to adjust her voice before speaking. "Home."

"Where is your home?" Hannibal continued to ask.

"...Washington, DC." Zooey recalled the address of the apartment where she lived with Rocky, "on Charles Avenue."

Hannibal, who had seen the girl's previous address in the information, frowned. "Zoe, Alan Lake... who are you."

"...fiance." The laws of the world automatically corrected the reality when she left the time node. Zoe learned from the social network and a notebook left by herself that she and Loki ended after a big fight. married.

"NO, Zoe." Hannibal looked at the girl with closed eyes, and said with a hint of intrigue, "Alan Lake betrayed you, and he broke off your engagement." From the previous visits The ogre, who had already determined in his experience that Zoe lost part of his memory, was really careless this time.

The eyes of the girl lying on the sofa moved, as if she was struggling with the news.

But the actual situation is that Zoe suddenly thought of a loophole that could be exploited - she can't take the initiative to seek help from other people, but the system never said that she can't let the ogre...

"NO, Alan didn't." Zooey frowned, eyes still closed, "Alan didn't..." I'm sorry Second Princess!

"Zoe, what do you think of your psychiatrist, Hannibal Lecter?" Seeing that the girl was about to wake up, Hannibal changed the subject—he remembered the name Alan Lecter in his mind.

"Doctor Lecter..." Zooey's tried and tested acting skills played a huge role at this time.After hesitating for more than a dozen seconds, Zooey finally made up her mind, "He...is dangerous." Her precautions must have failed to hide Hannibal, so it's better to tell the truth.

Hannibal raised an eyebrow.

"How?" He showed his flaws?Or is the girl in front of her too sharp?

"...Dangerous..." Zooey only repeated this word.

"One last question, Zoe." Although he didn't get an accurate answer, Hannibal, who was satisfied today, straightened up, "When you killed Albert Hardy... how did you feel?" He Slowly put away his pen.

"...nothing", after hesitating for a few seconds, Zoe answered, "nothing".

"What if... Albert Hardy is replaced by Alan Lake?" Hannibal leaned down again and put his head close to the girl's ear, "Zoe, if the person you killed last night was Alan Lake What about Lake? How do you feel?" What if the girl killed the man she loved so much?

Zooey was lying on the sofa, feeling the ogre's breath hitting her ears.

"...pleasure (pleasure)", the eyeballs moved, and Zoe gave an answer that satisfied Hannibal, "joy (happy)".

"Now, wake up, Zoe." Hannibal spit out the last syllable, and Zoe slowly opened his eyes following the other's voice.

"Doctor Lecter?" She touched her forehead with her left hand. "Am I okay?" She got up from the sofa.

"Don't worry." Hannibal looked at the girl with satisfaction.The other party's pale face and gauze-wrapped wrists added a different temperament to the girl.

"Zoe, don't worry, everything will be fine." The professional psychiatrist smiled at the patient in front of him, with a calming demeanor all over his body.

"Ding dong," the system was already screaming frantically in its heart that the second princess is too miserable. The branch line of Devils Sitting in a Row and Eating Fruits and Fruits has been opened, author Zoe please pay attention to your safety."

"I'm not the one who needs to worry about my safety." Smiling and accepting the comfort of the ogre, Zoe walked out of the office with her backpack.

"Who is that?" the system asked naively.

"It's Hannibal himself." Zooey thanked the little doctor who took the time to accompany her, "I plan to let him... find trouble with Loki."

"What???"

The author has something to say: On the first day of the new year, Kavinka becomes a dog [cover face], give everyone a kiss!Happy New Years babies!

The second princess lying on the gun is crying somewhere【Smile.jpg】