[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is naturally cute

When the peaceful and solemn melody sounded like sacred music, Rosa had already heard Bach's "Goldberg Variations" - the evaluation of this piece by the classical music circle also broke into her mind at once, the largest scale in the history of music, The most magnificent structure, but also the greatest variation.

People who prefer Bach are people who want to control. In her memory, another person who likes Bach is James.

"Gould's 1981 version." Rosa walked up to him. Compared with the self-confidence and enthusiasm embodied in the first version recorded by Gould in 1955, this version is more meaningful, purer and more capable. Reflect the characteristics of religious music.

The corner of Hannibal's mouth raised: "This version is even better."

Rosa glanced at him, what he wanted to say was that this version was more in line with his taste.

"What do you mean by what you just said?" The two stood side by side, and Rosa was trying to pull the initiative back to her side.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "There is an experience hidden deep in your heart that you don't want to tell others."

His eyes are very clear blue. When he looked at you seriously, there was a sense of locked pressure. Rosa lowered her eyes: "Why do you say that?"

"People's behavior and speech reflect their past experience to a certain extent. You are calm, it is better to say that you don't get angry easily. This is the result of your deliberate suppression. Why? Because you do not allow yourself to be isolated by the group, you are afraid of being abandoned, people Only those who have been abandoned will have this kind of thought, which means that something happened to you that will make you isolated." Hannibal glanced at Rosa from head to toe: "But you don't have any tendency to feel inferior, that is to say The things you hide are also the source of your perception of being different."

The scars on his face deepened, and he raised his eyebrows: "Your beauty makes people want to possess and destroy you, and you are an orphan, so..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Rosa already knew what he meant next, her pupils retracted instantly, and she took a step back unconsciously.

What Sherlock sees is only the part of her that she is willing to show, so she will not be angry; but Dr. Lecter sees through the hidden parts of her, those places that are not illuminated and do not want to be known, which makes her panic .

She was completely seen through, Rosa's lips were tightly pressed, her eyes were full of helpless aggression like a small animal.

"Dr. Lecter, I think everyone has some memories they don't want to recall, don't they?"

"Of course." He smiled gently, as if the sharpness that had stripped people away just now was just an illusion: "But..."

He changed the topic and told the story: "Someone once told me a story about a lamb. She lived in a slaughterhouse when she was a child. One night, she heard the screams of lambs. Although she saved the lambs to be slaughtered , but every night after that the cry of the lamb would echo in her dreams, becoming a lingering nightmare."

"Rosa, why do you have lambs screaming in your dreams?"

Rosa's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he effortlessly dug out the deepest fear in her heart to show how cruel it was in the sun.

Obviously, the most peaceful religious music was flowing in the room, but each note was so oppressive that she couldn't breathe.

Hannibal didn't seem to notice her abnormality or didn't care at all. He walked into her side and caught her pulse. With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he felt her pulse beating faster, and he said it with certainty. : "Only I can make the lamb of your dreams stop screaming."

He lowered his head and leaned closer to Rosa's ear: "I know you far better than you know yourself."

His voice was extremely low, and the hot air that spewed made Rosa's ears goosebumps instantly. She took a step back, and was taken aback by Hannibal's long-sounding words. Rosa clenched her fists and watched defensively. Looking at him: "What do you mean by that?"

Hannibal walked across the record rack, pulled out a book from the shelf and handed it to Rosa: "You'll find the answer here."

She frowned slightly, raised her head and brushed his soft lips against his chin, her dark eyes seemed to be flowing in a lake, glowing with cool and sexy, catching people's sight like hooks.

She took a thick book that looked like a dictionary, with a bronzing cover written in fluent French on the culinary dictionary, which was the work of Alexandre Dumas.She opened it from the middle, and the paper had turned yellow, and the pen and ink of the notes in the blank part had been deeply integrated into the paper. Although the book was well maintained, it was decades old.She flipped through the notes casually, and the doubts in her heart deepened. Could it be that he wanted to show her that he had a deep understanding of food and was a good cook?Until she opened the title page, Hannibal Lecter's signature caught her eyes.

Snapped--

The thick book fell from her hand, and she opened her eyes wide in horror to see the smiling man in front of her. He turned out to be the ogre Hannibal!

"Calm down." Hannibal took two steps back in order to make Rosa let down her guard: "I won't hurt you, and I'm not capable of hurting you, am I?"

Rosa finally found out what was wrong in his words. He actually knew everything about her superpowers. She didn't tell anyone about this except Sherlock and Harry, and in order to reduce unnecessary temptations, she was almost absent. Has super powers been used in public, used on a large scale or back in the 30s to solve the chaos of Fantastic Beasts fleeing, why would he know?

The title of ogre is scary, but she wants to know what happened?

"Tell me the truth, otherwise I don't mind using some impolite methods." Rosa threatened.

Hannibal looked at her like a little beast waving its sharp claws. It looks aggressive but it's just a show. He has at least ten ways to prevent her from using her superpowers. However, it's better not to scare her. .

Hannibal made a gesture of invitation towards the sofa: "This is a long story, we should sit down and talk about it."

Even though Rosa sat on the soft sofa cushion, her muscles were still tense, as if she was about to attack at any time. She ordered in a cold voice, "Speak."

This looks a bit similar to that person, Hannibal thought in his heart.

His legs were crossed, his posture was elegant, and he even had a cup of Darjeeling black tea in his hand. The steaming heat made him look a bit gentle, but those piercing eyes still betrayed his true nature.

"I was born in a Lithuanian aristocratic family in 1933. Although it was on the eve of World War II, with abundant money, life was not difficult until the war broke out and my parents and sister died. Then I became Orphans, I was cruel and unlovable, and of course I didn't like them, then I escaped from the orphanage and went to Paris, where I was adopted by my aunt, and we had a relatively peaceful time, I even got into the to the medical school in Paris."

Although there was no ups and downs in the tone of his narration, Rosa still observed the fierce light flashing in his eyes when he said the word sister. There must be a story behind it but she didn't want to explore it, and in 1933, his appearance Not looking like an old man, she asked, "And then?"

"Then there was a butcher who insulted my aunt, I killed him, and then I killed all the enemies who ate my sister's flesh to survive, you don't know how cute Misha is, they Everyone should be damned." He stroked his forehead and laughed suddenly: "But you know what? They told me that I survived because of eating Misha's flesh."

Rosa's pupils constricted for a moment, this...she drooped her eyelids, and said with a blank expression: "This may be the reason for you to become an ogre, but it does not alleviate your crime, and I also Don't want to hear about your criminal history, tell me, why do you know me so well?"

Hannibal raised his eyebrows, and said softly, "It's really similar."

Rosa caught this sentence and frowned even deeper, like who?She was about to ask when Hannibal interrupted him. He took a sip of black tea and said, "During World War II, there was an organization that is now the world's leading terrorist organization. It has always been its mission to rule the world and fight superheroes." , you should know, called Hydra, and I joined them."

Rosa gave him a strange look, why did she feel that the tone was a bit disgusting.

"The Silence of the Lambs, Marvel, Detective Sherlock, X-Men..." The few words he said startled Rosa, and he really knew far more than she imagined: "This Several worlds are fused together because of you."

"Hydra doesn't have this ability." Rosa said affirmatively, otherwise they would have ruled the world with their ambitions.Moreover, this matter has been planned since the 50s, and she even suspected that the integration of these worlds was entirely caused by the black hand behind the scenes.

"Of course, Hydra is just a small character. The person who made me pay attention to your existence is of course someone else. A person who has a close relationship with you and is extremely powerful. It's because of me, the clown, and Moriarty. He will know of your existence."

Rosa's breathing tightened in an instant, and she guessed right, it really was the rhythm that all the villains wanted to "love" her!but......

"Moriarty?!"

He seemed to reveal it, and Hannibal hypocritically said sorry to the criminal emperor in England in his heart. He seemed to be having fun with the fake name: "He should be the first person to appear by your side."

James King!Rosa gritted her teeth and thought, so any charitable scholarship funding is a plan, a waste of her emotions!

No, she is so angry!Make sure Sherlock avenges her.

Hannibal looked into her bright eyes, and looked straight into her heart: "What is the difference between Moriarty's behavior and mine? They are both crimes and murders. I only kill one person every time. Killing only rude people, and a terrorist attack he created can kill hundreds of people, but you fear me even more and hate my behavior."

"You are afraid of me only because I have broken social ethics and the order that maintains the operation of this society, and you have empathy for this fate, and only people who eat people are ogres."

Rosa understood what he meant. He didn't think that he was an ogre because he didn't put human beings on the same level as him, so he thought that he was detached from human beings and was a god-like figure. No wonder he only ate rude people, because Man's attitude towards God is to respect and be humble.

"So what? I'm only human."

Hannibal smiled, his blue eyes filled with icy coldness: "Rosa, become stronger, you should remember that you are a superpower, instead of disguising yourself among ordinary people, you You don’t understand your own strength at all, the world should surrender at your feet, you will become more and more dangerous in the future, clowns are just the beginning.”

And he will create the next danger, look forward to his gift.