[comprehensive] dream maker

Yesterday's sudden action brought some not-so-good aftereffects to the entire investigation team. Although the professionalism of the profession allows them to adjust their emotions in time and make each of them look the same as usual, Rhett knows that in fact every Colleagues have some emergency reactions in their hearts—the impact Magneto has brought to them is too great, which is even greater than the impact they have seen in the materials before.

Last night they were asked by the superiors that everyone should submit a report on the whole process of the site, and they hardly had a rest. After returning home, they took a bath to relax their bodies, but their brains were still excitedly calculating how much earth’s geology contained. Magnetic matter, if Magneto's different abilities are fully activated, how long will it take for the earth to disintegrate, and what kind of limit can Magneto's ability index reach...

Occasionally, he would think of Magneto's words - 'This is why they created you, wanting to use you to threaten me? '

Then for a moment, the pale face of the girl with the long hair of deep seaweed was all in my mind.

Rhett could even clearly see the fluff on her face in his mind, the innocence of an immature girl who has not completely receded, the clear and moist chrome green pupils under the clear and slender and curly eyelashes, her soft pink rose petals lips...

Then the severe pain eroded Reid's brain. He tremblingly supported the table and gritted his teeth to endure the pain. After a few seconds, he would regain his composure. With a tired face, he picked up his own cup and made a cup of coffee. Added a lot of sugar.

Being too smart is not a good thing, especially sometimes, being able to figure out some truths very quickly will make a smart person's heart full of holes.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, and Reid came back to his senses and took out his Nokia N70, and an email was displayed on the screen.

Reid frowned. He didn't like emails very much. He had emails at first because of some work needs and the convenience of accepting the professor's homework assignments when he was studying. His colleagues were all outside. If there was something to do, there was no need to come here Inform him—a stranger?

Reid is not sure, because in fact there is indeed a special person who prefers emails to contact him rather than text messages. According to her, the storage capacity of emails is larger, and the text messages of the mobile phone will be lost due to the memory of the mobile phone. It made her feel bad to be reminded to clean up.

Rhett moved his fingers quickly and entered the email——

[To: Rhett

I have a secret to tell you, my friend.

I'm tossing and turning over this secret, and I think I have to tell you that maybe only you can help me, help him.

When you read this email, maybe I've paid for the secret, if only I found him in the swamp sooner, he should have been honored with a wife and a happy life, if it wasn't for that disaster up.

Come to me, my friend, don't let me go away quietly, you will find me, won't you.

By: Susie Howard Howlett]

An alarm sounded in Rhett's brain, and he rushed out of the pantry while grabbing the phone. The hand holding the phone was so hard that some spasms made the veins in his arms burst out.

At this moment, Hannibal was about to put scented tea and desserts on the tea table next to Su Qin. Su Qin's question just now made him stunned for a moment, because this question seemed familiar, and because Su Qin suddenly had a strange accent, then It's like the texture he had when he was learning spoken English at the beginning, with a slightly twisted Lithuanian pronunciation, with some strange nasal and long sounds.

He tilted his head to look at her, the girl's chrome green eyes seemed to be a calm lake at this time, the peace without wind and waves made people feel heart palpitations for no reason, Hannibal blinked and smiled slowly , like a mentor who answered questions casually, said half-openly: "Noble, pure."

Su Qin then gave him the lily in his hand, and looked into his eyes with a soft smile on his brows: "The standard answer, you always give others the standard answer, Hannibal."

The syllables of her own name came out from between her lips and teeth, like the sweet and sticky feeling brought about by chewing malt candy, some sticky and inseparable entanglements, but when the heat is enough, it will melt into water.

Hannibal looked into her eyes again, as if he wanted to see something, but apart from the calmness in those eyes, there was only his clear miniature, he kept smiling and looked at her, his tone was gentle and slow: "You don't like it? So what do you think the flower language of lilies should be?"

Su Qin suddenly stretched out her hand towards him, and the moment the warm palm touched his cheek, Hannibal seemed to feel something spread from her palm and soak into the surface of his skin, and then grow slowly along every capillary And let it go unresistingly, rushing towards his heart.

Hannibal was a little puzzled and looked at her with some inexplicable anticipation, and he didn't stop her from touching him at all. He even remembered the day when she scalded her tongue not long ago, when his fingers rubbed her tongue coating, that The flexible and uneven surface of the tongue coating made his fingertips feel wonderfully pleasing.

Su Qinzhen held his face with both hands, and gently stroked his face. She stared into his eyes, trying to see traces of her brother Hannibal in those eyes. She looked for the traces of his past. Bright, but saw the dark matter surging, she longed for his sincerity, but only a thick fog wrapped his heart, she begged for his mercy, he gave her a sneer of disdain that seemed real and fake and looked at her trembling.

"...Hannibal, why can't I see your heart..." Su Qin stood up suddenly, followed her movements and slowly straightened his waist, but still looked at her with a half-true smile and said to her: " How come, have I lied to you?"

Su Qin was close to his body, as if leaning against him. The thumbs of her hands gently rubbed the corners of his eyes and brows, her eyes struggled piously: "... I was too late."

Her words made him frown slightly, he raised his hand to cover the back of her hand, and put the other hand on her cheek, rubbing his thumb against her skin, hesitantly confirming something: "Why is it late? "

Su Qin stood on tiptoe, put his hands down from his waist and hugged him sideways, buried his face in his chest: "I love you, Hannibal...it's too late."

Hannibal was a little stiff, Su Qin's words turned his thinking into a wrong direction, his doubts and puzzles all receded, he put his palm on her butterfly bone, and said sincerely and modestly: "It's very Glad that you are in love with me, you don’t need to think that your age creates a distance between us, it has nothing to do with how soon you appeared, but she is different... Her love with me transcends the boundaries of time and even flesh and blood Fusion, if she didn't exist, I wouldn't exist here."

Su Qin kept silent and just hugged him quietly. After a long time, she seemed to be comforted. She loosened her arms and raised her head to look at him. Her eyes were as clear as ever without haze. She even smiled sweetly like Haruyuki. As good as the first melting: "I see, Hannibal, thank you."

He combed her bangs with his hands, stared at the eyes that were only a miniature of himself, Hannibal suddenly bent down and kissed her forehead as if his heart moved, and then met her eyes, smiling tenderly. "But in a sense, you might end up having me," she said.

Su Qin almost couldn't control herself for a moment, but she still maintained this innocent and sweet smile towards him, which may be her last pity, she said to him: "No, Hannibal, I don't want to have you ... My love for you is never exclusive, I love you gentle and kind, love you free and unruly, love you sincere and upright..."

Every word she said confuses Hannibal. He has never been free, unrestrained, sincere and upright in front of her. Even gentleness and kindness are just a disguise. She likes him in his imagination... Thinking about it this way, Hannibal Nibal felt that this girl was so cute that it made him laugh.

"I want you to be the best in people's eyes, you'll be adored, and then many wonderful women will fall for you, and you'll fall in love with one of them, and you'll get married and have kids, and you'd better have two, boy Inherit everything from you, the girl is as elegant and beautiful as her mother..." Su Qin narrated softly, as if he had fallen into his own fantasy and couldn't extricate himself; "You live a happy life, a happy life without any regrets, and I will always bless you."

"...You moved me, Susie." While he was saying this, he saw the wall clock on the wall. The hour hand had reached five o'clock, and the time for the devil had come. He took out a bottle full of anesthetics without any hesitation. The needle pierced her neck, and there was no pity or warmth in her eyes, only the endless darkness; "So I will try my best to slow down your pain, don't worry, this process is very fast, but the silence of the blood flowing out of the body will let you You feel like time has been stretched infinitely."

Su Qin tried his best to maintain a pure and beautiful smile at the last moment when his consciousness was gradually lost, as if he was just asleep.

He put her in the lily bushes. Under the countless pure white flowers, there were many intricate patterns of crystals hidden. He cut open the arteries in her wrist with a scalpel, and the dark red blood flowed slowly over the white petals. Leave bright traces, and then flow into the gaps between the crystals, connecting the connections between the crystals.

Suddenly the doorbell sounded from the distant front hall, Hannibal frowned, looked hesitantly at the girl who was sleeping peacefully among the lily bushes, and after pursing his lips, he pulled the whole room into his own mirror space, and then his eyes were calm Walked out of the conference room which was clean and tidy in the eyes of ordinary people without a single lily.

He opened the door, and outside the door were familiar people. Hannibal greeted them with a smile: "Good afternoon, Dr. Reid, and Agent Morgan, Will."

"Sorry to bother you!" Rhett looked a little anxious, and he even had a faster breathing rate; "Has Susie been here?"

"Susie?" Hannibal raised his eyebrows in surprise, then nodded: "Yes, she came, but left soon... What's wrong?"

"Something." Will's eyes went back and forth on the door frame of Hannibal's house; "Maybe you'd like to let us in and talk later?"

Morgan was a little hesitant, because there was no search permission for this matter, so in essence, they could not enter Hannibal's house without permission.

Hannibal opened the door calmly: "Of course, do you need some tea or coffee?"

Hannibal's calmness made Rhett even more anxious. Garcia checked, and the signal of Susie's mobile phone showed that her location was here, but Hannibal said that Susie had left...

Bringing a few people into the room, Hannibal signaled them to sit down casually in the living room, and was about to give them some drinks when Will suddenly took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to him: "Sorry, I saw it It fell on the ground, maybe the person who delivered it was more impatient."

It was a blank envelope with no addressee or sender.

Hannibal raised his eyebrows in surprise, then took the letter, turned it over and looked at it: "Oh, I'm not sure it's for me...the person who delivered it didn't write anything."

Rhett's eyes kept wandering around the house, and when he suddenly heard Hannibal speak, he turned his attention back, looked at the envelope in Hannibal's hand, and leaned over out of professional habit: "If you don't If you don't mind, I can take it apart for you."

Hannibal put the letter in Rhett's hand generously, his eyes were frank and full of confidence: "No problem, please."

Reid took the envelope, shook it, listened to the sound made by the paper, and confirmed it: "The inside should be a postcard or something, and the size of the shadow can be seen through the light."

Then, in order to let Hannibal see the whole process of opening the letter, Rhett tried his best to put his hand holding Xinfeng under Hannibal's eyelids——

Inside the envelope was indeed a postcard, a self-made postcard with rough edges and a completely hand-painted front.

The painting was of a castle, and the windows on the city wall were drawn with delicate strokes. Outside the castle was a small piece of grass, and near the edge was half the face of a lake.

The static scenery of the black and white sketch, the familiar outline and the beauty of tranquility overflow from the picture, like a tsunami storm sweeping towards Hannibal.

He couldn't help shaking his fingers, resisting the urge to snatch it away, and Rhett sniffed the card, ordinary cardboard and lead, nothing special.

So he turned it over to look at the back, and there were some beautiful writing on the back. He frowned and recognized it: "Lithuanian..." He raised his eyebrows, blinked his eyes and looked up at Hannibal in distress, and said, "I didn't How can I learn it in general, maybe there will be mistakes in the translation..."

Hannibal didn't look at him, but stared blankly at the words on the card. A few seconds later, everyone saw that the gentleman and high-quality gentleman, who had always been a gentleman, began to tremble violently as if he had epilepsy.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around very quickly, so fast and so fast that he almost twisted his foot and fell to the ground, but he staggered and limped and stumbled towards the corridor.

[To my dear Hannibal:

Do you remember what I told you, the words of the lily? 】

He felt that countless invisible palms reached out and tore his feet to prevent him from moving forward. Every step he took took all his strength to do it.

['I am your only pure land'

Dear Hannibal, I finally remember!

Actually I've been dreaming lately, since we met, I've been dreaming a lot of things, but I'm not sure, you know it's unscientific, right?

But I've decided, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, I have to tell you, after I saw the portrait you painted for me, I decided, I must find a chance to tell you! 】

Hannibal's heart has never been beating so violently, he longs to reach her side as soon as possible, there is still time, there is still time, he has not yet summoned, so there is still time!

【I miss you very much. Ever since I was born here, I have always felt that there is no one around me. I long for the existence of a certain person...

Until I met you, until I started dreaming about those... those incredible pasts.

If it is not enough to write, but, but after you see this, you will be willing to hear me say other things, right?

I can't wait to hear you call me by my name, not Susie Howlett, Hannibal, call me by my real name, please.

Love you, sincerely Misha Lecter]

He pushed open the door hard and tore the mirrored space apart. He saw the girl in the pure white flowers, and the people who followed him saw it too.

In the white petals that symbolize nobility and purity, the girl quietly closed her eyes, as if sleeping in a sweet dream, but the petals beside her were stained with bright red blood, and the air was filled with not only the fragrance of flowers, but also the fragrance of flowers. There was an unmistakable smell of blood.

Hannibal didn't hear anything, what was lingering in his mind was the voice like maltose lingering on his tongue, she stared at him and called out to him: "Hannibal..."

He was a little dizzy, the smell of lilies was so strong that he couldn't bear it anymore, and knelt down beside the girl, he felt someone approaching here, which made him explode his magic power angrily: "Go away ! Stay away from my Misha!"

But he didn't see anyone, so he calmed down, and trembling, he carefully stretched out his hand to touch her fair and slightly cooling face: "Misha...?"

The sleeping girl didn't respond to him, maybe the dream was so beautiful that she couldn't bear to wake up.

So he hugged her, let her little head rest on his chest, stroked her long hair, and he continued to call softly: "Misha, wake up...Listen, I'm calling your name, open your eyes Misha Sha...don't go, don't leave me Misha..."

But the girl just nestled quietly in his arms, her eyes were always closed tightly, and her chest didn't even show signs of rising and falling.

Morgan sternly ordered Hannibal to raise his hands, but Hannibal couldn't hear him.

Red slumped to the ground with disbelieving red eyes, his nerves on the verge of collapse, and he lost the strength to stand upright.

Will tried to get close to Hannibal again and rescued the girl from his arms, but at that moment Hannibal looked up at him, his eyes were as hollow as two dry wells, he looked at him and said, "Kill me."

Will pointed at his wooden warehouse but didn't make any sound, Will just took a deep breath to restrain his trembling and said to Hannibal: "Your crime will be judged by the law, not me..."

"Kill me!" Hannibal suddenly roared angrily. He stretched out one hand and grabbed Will's front collar, his eyes burned wildly and collapsed; "Kill me! Kill me!"

Su Qin hid her origin and hid in her mirrored space and looked out quietly. There was warm liquid flowing on her cheeks, and she just stood there calmly like an old man.

There is no more cruel sanction than letting a person destroy all the beauty of himself with his own hands. Everything Hannibal longed for, giving him the miracle that is close to his eyes, but let him destroy it himself-this is the sanction given to him by Su Qin.

Until the police came to investigate the scene carefully, Hannibal was handcuffed and sent to the police car with empty eyes, and Suzy's body was pushed into the ambulance, Su Qin has been quietly standing in his mirror space and crying full face.

As if she was about to shed all her tears, she wept silently until she was out of breath, curled up her whole body, and prostrated herself on the ground in the last row, kissing the ground with her forehead like a slave.

Hannibal is cruel to everyone, but to Misha, he is indescribably gentle to her. Su Qin feels extremely guilty for him because of his death-like tenderness, and what he has done has made Su Qin feel helpless. To say forgiveness is cruel to those who have died.

She hated him as much as she loved him, and hated herself even more.

This love-hate bayonet stabbed Su Qin's heart all the time, making her feel so much pain that she couldn't wish for life, tortured her day and night, and couldn't calm down.

The house was empty and there was only a monster crying silently. Until late at night, the monster buried all the sorrows. She searched for her body and continued to put on human skin, pretending to be a human being in this place. Survive in a complex and vast universe.

The murder of Su Qin caused a lot of trouble. Because of the particularity of her genes, she failed to enter the hospital in the end, but was taken over by S.H.I.E.L.D. halfway through. Reid was not even allowed to follow. Help him, he needs to stay by that girl's side all the time to get better, he can't lose her news like this, and doesn't have any most direct news about her life and death.

On the other side, S.H.I.E.L.D. brought Su Qin's body onto the mothership, and the medical team dispatched from the military urgently performed rescue surgery on the tasteless artificial man they created.

Then they had to discover to their dismay that the news brought back by Melinda and Grant was true—the cells in Su Qin's body did not have the normal self-healing system step of division and metabolism, although each cell breathes and breathes. Her vitality can be restored within a short period of time, but this is not good, because if the lost cells cannot be replenished, it will be difficult for her wounds to heal, and without fresh cells to replenish, the lost blood cannot be regenerated by itself...

"She has lost a lot of blood, so she needs a blood bag..." When it comes to this doctor, the headache is even worse. Su Qin is an artificial human with complex blood attributes. What she needs is not just blood of a certain blood type, but a highly matching related gene. Only the blood of more people is safer, the resistance among them is the lowest, and the probability of Su Qin's blood being accepted is also high.

"What blood type!?" Tony, who rushed over, grabbed his sleeves without hesitation; "I'm my own father, don't tell me my blood!"

"No one said you weren't your own." Nick was so angry that he almost laughed; "You broke through my door and broke in. Should you consider compensation after the event?"

"You're telling me such trivial things at this time?" Tony didn't even look at him, and wanted to lean on the door of the operating room; "How is she?"

"According to her genetic ratio..." The female doctor who finished the genetic analysis over there had a subtle expression on her face. Her sudden silence made Tony and Steve ask impatiently, "What's wrong with the genetic ratio!?"

The female doctor frowned tightly and made a record. At the same time, she raised her head to look at them and said, "It's really puzzling. The current genetic chain ratio of Z1224 has the highest matching degree with Natasha Romanov!"

Nick Fury turned his head in shock, and he saw Natasha who was also surprised, but with tears of inexplicable joy in his eyes.

Then this graceful female agent blinked very quickly, walked a few steps to the side and sat down on the multi-functional medical chair, took off her leather coat to reveal her smooth and white arms, the arms were smooth, able to It can be seen that the existence of muscles contains strength, Natasha looked at the doctor with some excitement and said: "Then what are you waiting for, as much as you need."

The author has something to say: Tony pulled off his sleeves and cursed hell, Steve looked at Natasha belatedly: "Are you also one of Suzy's fathers?"

Natasha raised her chin proudly and smiled at him, "You are wrong captain, I am mother, OK?"

Barton squatted by the wall covering his face: "I almost saw myself sleeping on the sofa again tonight...QAQ"

Summary of this chapter——

Congratulations to Uncle Ba for completing the finale, and congratulations to Sister Widow for her success in becoming a leader [There should be applause here: papapapapapapapapapa]

In the next chapter, let's wait a little longer, and then we can warm up Lao Wan's bento. Congratulations to Lao Wan for the temporary completion of [Papa Papa Papa]

The little spider will come out in the next chapter to sweeten it, and ask Su Qinqin to give him some sweetness【You fucking! 】

I've been listening to a song while writing this chapter - "Walk Through the Fire" by Ruelle

It seems that I was listening to Uncle Ba and Su Qin duet, and then it made my heart and lungs hurt. Uncle Ba’s fate was changed many times. At the earliest, I wanted to write that Uncle Ba had killed Su Qin completely, and then I knew the truth.

But in the end, I felt, no, if Su Qin really died, the story would not be able to develop later, so I changed it to what it is now, which is the most suitable result among all the results I can think of.

Well, baby, please caress me a lot, there is a big event at home, I may not be sure about my update starting tomorrow, when I write this article, I don’t want to write too heavy, but it may be my own The relationship I have experienced, I can't help but focus on some of my ways of thinking that are closer to reality between the lines.

After this incident, my emotions will be difficult to calm down for a period of time. I don’t want to affect the original development of this article, so when I can’t stabilize my emotions, I probably won’t be able to code. I hope my darlings will wait patiently for me , I love you more than my heart.