[Zhongyingmei] The little angels of the big ones

"The car accident damaged the frontal lobe of Yard Hernandez's brain," Dr. Bruce Banner, who came back from the study, pointed to the last body of Yard Hernandez that Iron Man sent Check the report, give Rosa, the only "illiterate", some popular science, "and his hippocampus was also found to be damaged."

"The frontal lobe is responsible for a series of activities such as thinking planning, body movement and language in the brain. It can be said to be the area responsible for enabling the brain to perform the most complex functions." As a doctor of medicine, Watson naturally knows the composition of the brain, "and the hippocampus The body stores people's memory."

Yard Hernandez's brain was severely damaged in the car accident, but he couldn't be admitted to the hospital because of fears about the exposure plan, plus some reasons they didn't know. In short, this senior CIA operative With such a sudden change, he became a perverted killer.

"...But he's not crazy." Rosa, who finally got rid of the nausea, took a sip from a cup of hot water, "Whether he kidnaps or kills, he can be methodical, and he won't lose his mind because of the car accident... At least not in one way or another." Sherlock had gone to the federal penitentiary where Hannibal was being held.

"That's right." Banner nodded, "The human brain is a very sophisticated instrument, any damage may cause unexpected serious consequences to a person, and for the murderer, it is obvious that no matter why, Your father's novels have all influenced him, causing him to have hallucinations or delusions." The youngest members of their Avengers are Rosa and Peter, but they didn't expect that one of the two children would be targeted by a serial killer, and the other Now he dare not tell his parents that he is Spider-Man.

Banner sighed.

"Rosa, I'm sorry I'm late." Watson, who stayed with his daughter instead of going to the prison with Sherlock, touched Rosa's head again, "When Mr. Stark's plane arrived, I did Wanted to come to you right away, but... the first case happened in London, Sherlock and I were able to find more clues there, and then we went to Mycroft..." The top-secret CIA file can say It is the result of the joint efforts of Mr. Big Holmes and Iron Man.

"I know." Rosa shook her head. "In fact, if the murderer didn't kill people according to your novel, I wouldn't have wanted to tell you about it." No need for a big detective.

"Rosa, you should tell me." Watson changed the glass of water for his daughter, "But it's because Steve is by your side that I can rest assured that I will look for clues with Sherlock before coming to see you." The doctor raised his head, Look at Captain America who has been standing aside and has not spoken, "Thank you, Steve."

"It'OK", Captain America waved his hand, "John, you don't have to thank me."

"What?" Rosa looked up, and finally understood what the sense of disobedience she had been feeling since just now—when did her father and Steve become so familiar? "Dad, Steve, do you... um... know each other well?"

"We..." Watson and Captain America exchanged glances.

"They talk on the phone every week." The big detective who came back from the prison was still cold, "It's been almost a few months, don't you know?"

"What?!" Rosa was dumbfounded.

"Oh, Mr. Stark sometimes calls John." Sherlock sat down next to Rosa, "You don't even know?"

Rosa was dumbfounded.

"Wait a minute, let me take a strand..." Rosa was a little dazed, "You call my dad every week." She looked at the standing Captain America.

"Yeah," Steve nodded.

"You also occasionally contact Tony." She looked at Watson.

"Sometimes something happens to you... Yes, Mr. Stark will ask his butler to contact me." John nodded.

"Then you know they have been in touch?" Rosa looked at the big detective.

"Hmm." Sherlock dragged away the fruit plate in front of Rosa without any politeness.

"And you all know?"

"Almost." Honest Banner nodded as a representative of the Avengers.

"I was the last to know?" Rosa felt aggrieved by being squeezed out of the small group.

"...Peter doesn't know either", don't be confused, this sentence must have been said by the honest Dr. Banner, "Stark will also contact his aunt...well, Peter was the last to know." Banner nodded , felt that he comforted Rosa.

"..."

I didn't feel comforted at all!Thanks!

"Hannibal Lecter was dropped from the prison 2 days ago." The big detective who came back from the survey started a one-man show, "Yard Hernandez bribed a prison guard, He also forged an NSA ID and lied that he was on official business. He just dropped a prisoner who was in first-degree custody in such a grandiose manner." Hannibal lived in a single room, so he naturally had no roommate.

"But tonight...he just died last night." Now it's past midnight, "So that Hernandez imprisoned Hannibal for 2 whole days?" No matter how stupid an ogre is, it won't think of a way Help yourself?

And Hannibal wasn't stupid at all.

"Yes and no." Hotchner's face was extremely ugly, "Mr. Stark, Mr. Holmes, I strongly suggest that Miss Watson avoid our meeting." It is abnormal for a young girl to participate in this kind of discussion be opposed to.

"I want to stay." Rosa relied on her thick skin and refused to leave.

"...Hannibal Lecter's cell is independent from other cells." Sherlock felt that the FBI was a bit unreasonable, "Hernandez paid off a prison guard in the prison who was in charge of delivering meals, and then Confiscated a darkroom in the name of official duties, and it was he who imprisoned Hannibal." The plan was bold, but surprisingly practical.

"And then?" Rosa frowned, as if vaguely thinking of something.

"Hernandez saved Hannibal's life until last night." Sherlock raised an eyebrow at Rosa.

"...What about the other parts of the corpse?" Rosa already had the answer in her heart.

"Oh, self-produced and self-marketed is probably a good way to reduce financial expenses for federal prisons." The detective calmly picked up his coffee cup, "You must know that the quality of human meat is essentially no different from that of other animals. ..."

"OK, I see!" Rosa rubbed her forehead.

……

"So how do we catch the suspect." Morgan spread his hands, "The CIA taught him all the skills needed to cover his tracks and escape from a murder. He is proficient in 7 languages, proficient in computers and engineering, and has performed undercover in 6 countries. The experience of the mission, and besides the identity assigned to him by the witness protection plan, who knows how many other identities he has prepared for himself.” It’s not that he is pessimistic, it’s just that this case is too difficult.

"You can't catch him." The great detective knows the essence of how to annoy people.

"You can?" Morgan was really a little angry.He also admired the great British detectives for their abilities, but why was their temperament so annoying?

"NO, it's not me." Sherlock put his legs down and moved to the table. "The previous cases in London and Washington were just the prelude to Yard Hernandez's crimes. After his car accident, his brain was traumatized, and his mind and psychology were distorted to a certain extent. He saw that John had The published novel identified it as his own experience, so he couldn't help but follow the plot in the novel to complete his mission - to find his 'Ashley'."

The big detective spoke extremely fast.

"The London case was the case Hernandez committed when he first committed the crime, and it was also the case when he was the most confused. Although Scotland Yard's case handling efficiency is worse than yours, it has done a good job in the preservation of evidence. Hernandez was more brutal and violent when he killed the first girl, but in Washington's case, he had begun to be able to control his emotions and calm down. So then, he moved towards his own ultimate goal , Rosa is coming."

In other words, Rosa was Hernandez's only real target from the start.

"The cow cat that was stabbed and thrown in front of your door is your favorite among the new cats." Sherlock cast his eyes on Rosa, "the rose box that was sent to the police station later has a You didn’t notice the smell of this perfume, it’s Karistina, the same perfume was sprayed on the threatening letter left to you by the murderer Adam Field you met before, and the ribbon used to tie the flowers was also made of the same material Weaving; the card that was sent next, the paper is exactly the same as the threatening letter that Adam Field left you; last night at the fall'sday restaurant, the gift Hernandez presented was the head of Hannibal Lecter ——He was caught and put in prison by you, and you hate him so much."

Watson looked back at Rosa worriedly.

But Rosa was less anxious. "If I'm standing by the window right now and yelling 'I hate clowns', do you think it's possible for him to give me another present?"

Rhett couldn't help pursing his lips in joy.

"Oh, it depends on whether Batman will allow someone to kill the mother of the child." Sherlock told a bad joke.

"Maybe you can shout out that you hate Justin Hammer?" Stark joined in the fun and was not afraid of getting into trouble, "There are a few more idiots, or you help me shout together?"

"I have a long list of people I hate." Natasha looked at Rosa seriously, "May I make a list for you?"

"Hey, Romanov, Stark." Steve didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Ahem..." Hotchina coughed twice.

"Even if Yard Hernandez is good at hiding his whereabouts, he can't resist the temptation of his own mission, which is to meet Rosa." Sherlock crossed his hands and rested on his chin. "Rosa, the FBI can't catch Yard Hernandez, and neither can the Avengers around you, but you can."

"You can catch him." The big detective's eyes were shining under the light, "Rosa, you can catch this person who hurt your favorite friend and provoked you with your own hands."

"how?"

"you……"