God made me miserable

"Relax." Zooey sat in a chair at the corner of the corridor, waiting for the little doctor and Hannibal to finish talking. "It's not that easy to incite Hannibal to kill Loki. I just hope that Hannibal's focus can be temporarily diverted." Hannibal is a well-known psychological authority, and BAU's profilers trust each other .She wants to expose the ogre's crimes to the law enforcement officers, which is not an easy task at all.

"He's interested in me now, so he won't kill me to make a big meal for now." Zooey touched her wrist, which was still swollen, "But Hannibal is a psychopath, he will definitely try to test me, Provoke me. Rather than allow Hannibal to attack, I'd rather strike first."

"The relationship between Rocky and me is clearly published in the newspaper. Anyone who wants to find out." Zooey rubbed her forehead, "And I don't have any relatives or friends around me except for a former fiancé like Rocky. Now Hannibal thinks that my old love for Loki is over, do you think he will let go of such a good opportunity to test me?" As for the second princess?Zoe said that no matter how arrogant the God of Mischief is, he wouldn't be easily killed by an ogre to eat meat, right?

"He might take this opportunity to incite me to do something to Loki, and if I'm not fooled, maybe the impatient ogre can't help but do something to Loki himself." The door of the office just now was locked Opening it, Zooey saw the little doctor and Hannibal walking out together. "If Hannibal really pissed off Loki, you think... would he still be alive?"

"Zoe." Reid and Hannibal were already standing in front of Zoe.

"Loki... is it a bit miserable?" The system couldn't bear to see the author talking to the two men with a smile on his face, "He used to...actually treated you... pretty well... right. "

"Is there?" Zooey shrugged her shoulders heartlessly, "I'm just reusing waste, I believe His Royal Highness the Second Prince won't mind." No wonder!

"So my suspicions have been completely cleared?" It has been a week since that terrible night, and after all the BAU people hunted them down, not only were all the escapees who escaped from prison were caught, but even the banned prisoner Albert used The source of the medicine was also checked.

The FBI cooperated with the Gotham police and the Washington police to take down the terrorist organization that tried to copy the drug that had brought huge hidden dangers to the security of the United States and caused serious social impact 10 years ago.

"Zoe, in fact, the psychological evaluation of you is only a part of the procedure that must be carried out. This does not mean that we really suspect that you are related to the Albert Hardy case, nor does it mean that we suspect that you are related to terrorist organizations... "After completing a big case and rarely having time to rest, Reid explained to his friend in a little hurry.

"Stop", Zooey smiled and looked at the little doctor who was full of panic and almost pasted the words "I really didn't think so" on his forehead, and waved his hand to stop him. "Red, I'm not angry, really." The BAU agents followed the rules, and probably because she knew the little doctor, apart from Hannibal's psychological evaluation, she didn't even ask again. Not accepted. "I have to thank you."

The news has been overwhelming these days, and Zooey knows how involved this case is.If it weren't for the little doctor's protection, maybe she would really be brought into the FBI's interrogation room for a good interrogation.

"Thank you for trusting me, Spencer." Zooey pushed the untouched cake in front of the little doctor, "This is a thank you gift." The little doctor is worthy of being the BAU mascot she liked very much in her previous life. Kind.

The blonde girl in front of her thanked her sincerely, and Rhett patted her head shyly. "Actually...Hodge didn't doubt you too much..." He felt that he deserved it.

"You can't say that." Zooey shook her head.Over the past week, she has used her unique identity advantage—the largest shareholder of the media group—to find a lot of internal police information.Zoe, who has been having nightmares all night after reading the murder case files for a week, really admires the little doctor in front of her.

A little doctor with an IQ of 187 can definitely get what he wants no matter what industry he is in - fame, status, money, wealth, Zoe believes that as long as the little doctor wants to, rely on his IQ and ability, are absolutely available.But on the contrary, the little doctor didn't desire those things at all.

After coming out of college, Spencer Reed joined the FBI's BAU team and became a profiler, using his own wisdom to help others.

This is a great thing.

"Spencer, you could have made yourself a fortune, or become an outstanding figure in a certain field. But you chose to become an FBI agent and use your wisdom and ability to help those in need. This It's really remarkable." At the very least, if the little doctor didn't pass by that river halfway through the case, maybe she would really drown, wouldn't she?

"As an ordinary person protected by you, on behalf of myself, I would like to express my gratitude to the respected Mr. BAU agent." Zoe took the milk tea and two cakes brought by the clerk, and pushed them to Rhett, "First of all Thank you for pulling me out of the river, and secondly, dear Dr. Rhett, for helping me through the back door without being dragged into the interrogation room of the police station."

Zooey gave a funny salute.

Rhett touched his head shyly, feeling a little embarrassed after being praised by his friend. "I just did what I had to do." He looked at the cake on the table. "Uh, Zoe, thank you." It's nice to be recognized for giving.

"Ding dong, Spencer Reed's favorability degree is +5, and the total favorability degree is 80 points. #是好杯友就会打小怪宴# branch line is open!"

"Zoe, how are you doing?" Reid swallowed a few mouthfuls of cake before finding the topic. "Dr. Lecter said in the report submitted to us, your..." Seeing his friend's face suddenly turned bad, he hesitated for a second, "Zoe..." Reid carefully looked at the person on the other side of the table. girl.

Mentioning Hannibal, Zooey felt a little relaxed just now, and immediately became heavy. "What did Doctor Lecter say?" The ogre kept silent about the results of the psychological evaluation that day, and the little doctor was busy all the time, so Zoe really didn't know what Hannibal said to the BAU people.

"Zoe, the report submitted by Dr. Lecter shows that your PTSD is already in remission, and he has great confidence in you." Reid, who found out that his friend had misunderstood, quickly explained, "But from a professional point of view, I am very confident with you." He suggested that you continue to receive treatment." Naturally, Hannibal's report could not be so simple, but Rhett didn't want to put pressure on Zoe.

"I know." Zooey sighed. "Dr. Lecter has scheduled my appointment with him until next month." She saw the ogre three times this week.

"Zoe, you seem to dislike Dr. Lecter?" After hesitating, Reid still expressed his doubts. "When I suggested psychological counseling to you before, you didn't reject it. Why do you suddenly..." The little doctor, who is an expert in behavior analysis, can naturally see the girl's undisguised rejection and defense against Dr. Lecter.

"Zoe, the process of psychological counseling requires you to trust your doctor. If you can't trust Dr. Lecter, it will be very detrimental to the treatment." Thinking that Zoe rejected Hannibal because of trust barriers, the little doctor said earnestly Advise, "Dr. Lecter is a very authoritative psychological expert. As for the content of your conversation, you can rest assured that he will not disclose your status to anyone except for the results of the last psychological evaluation. All your conversations are It is strictly protected by the doctor-patient confidentiality regulations.”

"Dr. Lecter will not disclose to anyone about the treatment and progress between you." Reid vouched for Hannibal.

Looking at the little doctor in front of her who was persuading her earnestly, Zooey couldn't laugh or cry—if she really trusted Hannibal, BAU might have to go to the autopsy room to see her for the last time tomorrow.

"Spencer, Dr. Lecter talked to me about this issue. In fact, we have been talking about this issue in the last few treatments." Zoe brushed her hair behind her shoulders, "But, I always have a feeling. He It seems to imply that I... everything I do is correct." There was always a hint of malice hidden in the ogre's words that made her shudder.

"Spencer, I'm not suspicious or delusional." Turning her head to look at the dark sky outside the coffee shop, Zooey looked at the little doctor, "I have something to show you, can you come to my house Is it?" Her information is kept at home.

"Your house?" Rhett's eyes widened, thinking of Morgan's joke before he set off.Swallowing, the little doctor was stunned, "Zoe, I... this..." He touched the cream in a daze.

"What are you thinking about!" Slapping the little doctor's head, Zooey was amused, "Spencer, who did you learn from?!"

"This apartment has the best security in the neighborhood." Zooey opened the door with her fingerprint and password, motioning for the little doctor to come in. "Help me thank you Garcia and JJ", this new apartment was introduced by Miss Technician from BAU.

"I will." Entering a girl's house for the first time, Rhett stood by the door a little cautiously.

"Come here." The new apartment Zoe rented was very small, only 50 square meters.There is an open kitchen and living room, and a semi-open bedroom. Zoe can easily see the whole interior when she stands in any corner of the room—this layout makes her feel at ease.

"Wow, you collected...these are all the internal files of the police station." The coffee table and the floor in the living room are full of materials, and various photos and newspaper clippings are pasted on one side of the wall. "Zoe, what are you investigating?" Reed knew that Zoe was investigating a murder just by glancing at the densely packed photos in the room.

"This is what I want you to read." Zoe moved the pile of materials away, and sat directly on the ground. "This one." She handed the materials she had sorted out to the little doctor.

Rhett hesitated for a second, then sat obediently on the ground.

"There are still these that I haven't sorted out completely. This woman disappeared in early May this year. When she was found in the second half of this year, her body was already mutilated. The police speculated that she was kidnapped by a gang, stole her legs and sold them. .” Zoe pushed the photos of the crime scene she found along with the forensic report to Rhett.

"The killer was arrested in March this year. He admitted that he killed three people with a knife, but he refused to admit that he killed the fourth victim. However, the police found his fingerprints, body The wound on his body also matched the murder weapon, so the court ruled that he killed the fourth person." Zoe handed out the information in his hand, "Look at this forensic investigation report, the fourth victim has some internal organs missing, but Not the first three." Zoe felt sick.

"And this." Zoe, who had investigated almost all suspicious deaths in the area around Washington for nearly a year, felt shuddering. "This woman disappeared while driving home, and her family called the police. But a few hours later, the police found her, and she said she was abducted by aliens." Zoe leaned back on the sofa, expressing her inner thoughts, She feels lighter. "After the doctor checked, she lost a kidney."

Reid sat on the ground, and he checked the information Zoe gave her in detail.

"These cases..." As a professional, Reid can see much more in common than Zoe, a layman. "Zoe, where did you collect so much information?" Some of them are even documents that are not released to the public within the police station.

"I paid for it." Zooey touched her head with her left hand. "Spencer, with your professional sensitivity as an FBI agent, tell me, it's not my own delusions or paranoia, right?"

These were all the cases she could find that were most likely related to Hannibal.

Reid flipped through the information in his hand - there were a dozen files and more than a dozen people involved in the case. "Zoe, you're doing geographic profiling." He saw the map on the coffee table.

"Yes." Sitting up, Zoe sighed, "You see, almost all of these cases have crossed state boundaries or other administrative boundaries."

"This will ensure that the case will be taken over by the police in different regions and will not be easily linked." Reid frowned. "Zoe, you said earlier that you thought you had met a cannibal, who are you suspecting?" With such targeted data collection, the girl must be suspicious of a specific person.

Zooey decided to tell the truth to the little doctor, "I suspect..." Her eyes stayed on the small table next to the sofa where she placed the computer.

"Zoe?" Rhett looked over strangely, "What?"

"Someone has entered my room." Jumping up from the ground almost immediately, Zoe trembled nervously, "Spencer, someone has entered my room."

She wanted to go to the bedroom and get the gun.

"Zoe, calm down." Rhett held the girl for no reason, "What's going on?"

"That pen." Zooey pointed to the red pen placed next to the computer. "Before I left, I specially placed one end of it in the air and placed it on the coffee table." It looks like it's about to fall to the ground.

But now, the pen was lying on the small coffee table steadily.

"Zoe." Reid drew out his gun and pulled the girl behind him, "Relax, leave it to me."

Zooey took a deep breath and calmed herself down, “Spencer, I…”

"Ding Dong".

The doorbell was rang.

The author has something to say: the second watch is about 10 o'clock in the evening, okay?