[Comprehensive] Jasmine became the queen bee

The radio in the car was playing a jazz song, the rain was beating on the roof of the car, and there was a burst of artificial refrigeration from the air conditioner.

His temples were throbbing, and there was a constant buzzing in his cochlea.He opened his eyes with all his strength, but his mind was still frozen in the nightmare just now.

"Are you awake?" Dad looked at him in the rearview mirror, "Your eyes are so red, what happened?"

"It's okay," he rubbed his sore eye sockets, "it was just a dream."

He wasn't sure if it was a nightmare, since most of the scenes and dialogue had actually happened.They did discuss the issue of "offspring", but in reality he was not as helpless as in the dream, but expressed rationally why he did not need a "offspring".And Dr. Lecter said a lot of the same thing, the same idea, except for the last paragraph and the part calling Joseph out.

Did Dr. Krector really not say those last words?He can't remember clearly.He rarely can't remember things clearly, but maybe it's the sequelae of a nervous breakdown, and he's about to forget things related to Will Grant.At the same time, the memory of the treatment with Dr. Lecter was also intermittent and incoherent, as if something important had been deliberately lost, and abnormally, he didn't want to go to the bottom of it to find it back.

The rain curtain blurred the scenery outside the car window, and he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream for a while.

Maybe it's because I've been too busy lately.He felt that his brain was exhausted as if he had run dozens of kilometers, and every nerve was clamoring for a rest.The father in the driver's seat was also listless and yawned because of the long journey.They went all the way from Stoke to Coventry, via Derbyshire, Birmingham, but found nothing.Now they're on the motorway, next destination is Leicester, and this is the last spot.

He didn't know what to do next or where to go if he still couldn't find Margaret.Now his whole being was occupied by a problem, and the key was in Margaret's hands.

He has to find her.

"I almost forgot to tell you, Sherlock," Dad said suddenly, "just now my friend called, and he said that Joseph Lecter was indeed adopted. Find the murderer. His first adopter was Hannibal Lecter, and his guardian was changed to Wendy Firth less than a year ago."

The leather seats in the rear left the touch of the skin for a while, and then became cold and wet again.His body was startled, and he shivered suddenly.

This is the same as what Dr. Lecter said in the dream, it can't be a coincidence.

So had he actually met Joseph before?

If yes, when?

The chaotic fragments of memory rolled in front of his eyes, making him chase after them involuntarily, but he couldn't see the whole picture at all.

"I wish this was over soon," Dad murmured, "Not that I'm complaining, it's just that you look really bad."

"I know, I know," he whispered back, "I think so too."

He hesitated for a moment, looking at the hands holding the steering wheel in front of him, "Thank you, Dad..."

"How dare you?" Dad said with mock ferocity, "Say that again and I'll kick you out of the car."

"But you even asked Mr. Elliott to open the 'only special case since the establishment of the school'," he shook his head, "that's not what ordinary people can do."

"If the school is only a dozen years old, anyone can do it," Dad blinked through the rearview mirror. "Don't let your mother know, she always thinks Holmes Chapel Comprehensive High School has a long history."

He couldn't help but laugh.

****

After several days of volunteering in the community, Jessica felt that her soul was as light as a feather in Egyptian mythology-but that was before seeing what Joseph had done-after she I never had similar thoughts again, I just felt that it was enough to do the job at hand honestly.

Compared with Eleanor who advertises herself as a "saint" but only goes to church on Saturday, Joseph is a real "St. Joseph".His always smiling face and his good temper far beyond ordinary people make him no disadvantage in the community. Whether it is collecting clothes or distributing leaflets, he can quickly overfulfill the task and spend the rest of his time helping Jessica who is new to the community.In just a few days, he got to know the residents of the entire block, and it was no surprise that he was the most popular person among the old ladies.From then on, he often received small snacks from housewives, and even six-year-old children fell under his charm and clamored to give him their Transformers.

Every time Joseph appears, other volunteers become transparent.At this time, Jessica would look at Joseph with admiration to deal with all kinds of people with ease, and feel that she has lived for so many years in vain.

And Joseph's only setback was helping care for an autistic toddler so his parents could have their evenings to themselves.And from the very beginning, the 3-year-old boy named Allen has been crying loudly, refusing Joseph to touch him, and finally even crying hoarsely.Joseph called Jessica who claimed to have nanny experience to help, but in fact her only nanny experience was nanny Sherlock... So the two of them tried various methods to stop Ellen, but cried The sound resounded throughout the house.

They were not relieved until Allen's parents returned after dinner.

"Are all children like this?" Joseph looked at the little Ellen who was still crying in his mother's arms, and secretly asked Jessica, "He has been crying for more than 4 hours."

"I don't know, Joe." Jessica shook her head, almost dulled by the constant bombardment crying.

"Not all children are like this," Alan's father stood next to them at some point, obviously hearing the previous conversation, "Alan was diagnosed with autism when he was one year old, and this is one of the symptoms. No sense of security... What's more frightening is that he will suffer even more when he grows up in the future, because of interpersonal communication barriers, language barriers and the like..."

He seemed to think he was talking too much, "Forgive me, I'm just a little tired. Thank you so much for your help today, we had a great time tonight."

Jessica waved her hand to indicate nothing, while Joseph seemed to be lost in thought, "You mean, is it because of pain that Alan is crying like this now?"

"Yes," Ellen's father sighed, "Sometimes I feel that Alan shouldn't have come into this world at all, and this world doesn't give people with autism any space...but since he's here, I just have to love him... I..."

Jessica looked at this depressed and desperate man, then at Alan who had stopped crying but had an indifferent face, and Alan's mother whose eyes were numb and tired. Promise to continue to help next time.She said goodbye to Joseph and came out of Ellen's house.

Joseph was uncharacteristically silent, as if he was frightened by the situation just now.Jessica can understand him very well, because she still hears the hallucination of the baby crying in her ears.The two walked for a while in this tacit silence, and Joseph spoke first,

"I read that the main emotion of people with autism is fear," he said slowly. "Their cognitive deficits make the world seem strange to them every second, and they are so afraid. strangeness……"

Jessica nodded with sympathy, "That's really scary, I can hardly imagine myself staying in that world for a second." "Do you think so too?" Joseph glanced at her.

"Anyway, I understand Alan's behavior now," Jessica shrugged. "If I live in fear all the time, I will go crazy."

She tried to liven things up a bit, but to no avail.Joseph had always had a thoughtful expression on his face, and only replied a few words absent-mindedly. It was not until they were about to say goodbye that he made an agreement on tomorrow's arrangements as usual, told Jessica to be careful on the road, and watched her walk to his home Turn around and leave at the intersection of the street.

Jessica felt that Joseph seemed to have something on his mind, but it was beyond her control, so he didn't say anything, and she didn't ask.She returned home exhausted, fell asleep on the bed after a while.

When I saw Joseph the next morning, he became that energetic look again.None of them mentioned Alan again.

Everything seems to be back to normal.

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Pseudo-double update~~Meme~~