[Zhongyingmei] There are always people who want to harm me

"You mean me?" It was one thing to know that he was being targeted by the ogre Hannibal, but another thing to be pointed out.Emily stood in front of the table in the interrogation room, feeling bitter, "May I tell him that my meat doesn't taste good." The fear of being targeted by an ogre was extraordinary.

"Too late," Sherlock said, ignoring Emily's pale face, "ever since you took your friend to see him in his clinic, both of you have fucked him." The menu. Especially you, who once broke into his house and discovered his secrets." What could excite a psychotic ogre more than catching escaped prey with his own hands and slowly eating it?

"We need to put her in protective isolation." If Emily is indeed the target of cannibal doctor Hannibal Lecter, then Scotland Yard has an obligation to do everything it can to keep her safe.

"Don't be silly Lestrade, Hannibal Lecter can escape from the prison with strict guards without a sound, can't he bypass your impromptu protection plan?" Sherlock said to Lestrade. The proposal didn't go down well, "It's safer for her to stay in 221B." On Baker Street, there were Sherlock's own eyeliner and agents assigned by Mycroft.Compared with Scotland Yard's self-confessed safe house, the great detective Sherlock still prefers 221B Baker Street to be safer.

"Did he escape from prison by himself?" After coming out of the interrogation room, Emily couldn't help asking about the details of Hannibal Lecter's release from prison, "Did he escape from prison? I haven't read the news recently. Prisoners have escaped from prison.” Prisoners’ escape from prison is a major event, not to mention local news and the Internet, even federal news has to broadcast warnings and arrest warrants 24 hours a day.But in recent months, Emily has never seen any reports of prisoners escaping from prison.

"I didn't escape from prison, I escaped by myself." Sherlock admired Hannibal Lecter's ability, "A prisoner who was in the same prison as him was released last September. After staying for 5 minutes, the last person released from prison became Hannibal Lecter. The person who should have been released after serving his sentence stayed in his cell honestly and ruined his own face. It has been disguised until now. If we hadn’t tracked down Hannibal Lecter in this case, I am afraid that the people in the federal prison would not know that their prisoners have been swapped.”

"Ha...he really deserves to be a psychologist." How could such a thing happen? !Deduct the salary of the warden of that prison!The chicken legs for lunch are buckled! "Then what should I do..." Hannibal Lecter was able to escape from the tightly guarded prison for so long without being found, and Emily was even more worried about her own situation at the moment. "I don't want to be sliced ​​and eaten..." Claire's bloodless face and empty abdomen were still vivid.

Is it better to eat whatever you want at this time?

"You'll be fine (you'll be fine)." Sherlock looked at Emily's expression of "ah, I'm going to die soon" and found it funny, "No one dares to come to Baker Street to trouble you." Baker Street is the base camp of the great detective Sherlock himself.

"But I can't stay at your house forever." The exchange and study time is at the end of this semester, which means that Emily will return to the United States in April or May. "What can I do..." I don't know Maybe hide in the great detective's house for a lifetime.

"You think I can't catch Hannibal Lecter?" Detective Sherlock regarded Emily's depression at the moment as distrust of his ability, "You think I can't catch him?"

The great detective who became serious all of a sudden had an amazing aura, and Emily was really a little scared, "No... I didn't mean that..." Emily didn't doubt the ability of the great detective Sherlock Holmes to handle cases, she just had doubts about her own. Worried about the situation, "I'm just a little scared..." Hannibal Lecter is a villain who has supported two movies and three American TV shows on his own.Even with the great detective Sherlock, Emily is not optimistic about her current situation - the scope of the detective's activities is in the UK, what if Hannibal Lecter has fled back to the United States at this time?Will the BAU alone be able to catch this ogre?Even if caught this time, what if he escapes again?

"You think too much." Sherlock couldn't see Emily's worry, "I will catch him." For the great detective Sherlock, England is his home field.It's just a cannibal doctor from outside who looks like a bereaved dog. Sherlock is confident that he will catch him soon. "I'll take you back in a moment, and Watson will stay at home with you. I will hand over Hannibal Lecter to Scotland Yard myself."

Seeing that the great detective Sherlock seemed to be a little angry because of her distrust, Emily dared not say anything more, "Okay, I understand. Thank you, Sherlock." At this moment, the great detective Sherlock looked a little scary .

"Hey... Detective Inspector Lestrade." An unknown young police officer suddenly pushed the door open, "There was a call, and the caller said he was looking for Miss Emily Lee, claiming that Miss Li knew who he was. "

"Looking for me?" Since there was no one with the same name as her in the room, Emily was a little strange, "Mr. Police Officer, are you sure the call is for Emily Lee?" Emily always carried her mobile phone with her.If it's an acquaintance, why don't you call the phone?And how would the other party know that he was in Scotland Yard?

The questions that Emily can think of, other people in the room can naturally think of.

"Could it be that Hannibal Lecter?" Lestrade's first reaction was that the daring cannibal doctor called to provoke him, "Hurry up, track the location, and send someone there immediately if you find it!" Ran.

The group changed the scene and came to the office hall on the first floor of the Scotland Yard building.

A black landline telephone receiver sits on the table.

"You try to stall for a while, you know?" Lestrade considered having himself or Sherlock answer the call.But because he was afraid that the other party would hang up the phone immediately and it would be difficult to track, so in the end he had to let Emily answer the phone. "No matter what he says, don't believe it, just delay it as much as possible."

"Okay." Emily felt uneasy because of the ogre on the other end of the phone.

"Hello?" Even if I was afraid, I had to answer the call.Seeing that Sherlock and the Scotland Yard police officers had put on their earphones, Emily answered the phone, "I'm Emily, who are you?" Emily couldn't control her trembling voice.

"Oh, my poor little Emily, even her voice is trembling." Unexpectedly, the person on the other end of the phone was not the cannibal doctor Hannibal Lecter. "You're so scared, it seems Sherlock didn't take good care of you."

It was Moriarty.

The person on the other end of the phone was actually Moriarty!

Emily and Sherlock, who were most familiar with Moriarty's voice, looked at each other in surprise.

"Oh, let me guess, is Scotland Yard listening to our calls with their old equipment? Emily, you tell them that their equipment is long out of date. Scotland Yard in Sherlock's They have solved so many cases with their help and won so many bonuses, but they still use such outdated equipment. I really don’t know where they spent their money.”

Emily was no stranger to Moriarty's voice.

"You're so good at..." Calling at this time?

Sherlock was the first to react, and he reached out to take away the receiver that Emily was holding to her ear.

"Wait, Sherlock!" Moriarty on the other end of the phone seemed to be watching the other person's movements with his own eyes, "Don't you want to know why I called? Don't worry, let me and little Emily have a few more words .”

Moriarty's words stopped Sherlock from moving.

Seeing the great detective Sherlock standing beside him and taking a few steps back, Emily covered the phone receiver, feeling a little dazed.Under the monitoring of the great detective Sherlock Holmes and all the police officers of Scotland Yard, what did Moriarty want to say?

"Why did you call?" Emily didn't think it was a coincidence that the other party called at this time. "Could it be that Hannibal Lecter's case has something to do with you?!" With Moriarty's troublesome nature, it's not impossible.

"Emily, I feel sad when you say that." The voice of the man on the other end of the phone sounded leisurely, in stark contrast to Emily's nervous trembling voice, "The matter on the plane before was not handled well by the subordinates. Thoroughly, I was about to apologize to you. How can you suspect that I have anything to do with that tasteless ogre?"

"Professor Moriarty, I'm not in the mood to guess riddles with you." Emily didn't want to expose her complicated relationship with Moriarty in front of the Scotland Yard police, so she chose the most straightforward address, " If you have anything to say, if you have nothing to say to me, I will give the call to Sherlock."

"Honey, your reaction makes me sad." Even though Emily wanted to hide it, Moriarty on the other end of the phone was not so kind, "Are you angry that I failed to give you a gift when you came to study in the UK?" Don’t worry, I’m planning to supply you. The basement of No. 35 George Street, Sherlock, take someone to bring her my gift.”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Emily to respond, Moriarty hung up the phone.

"This...you and Moriarty..." Lestrade never expected that the inconspicuous little girl in front of him would know the Napoleon of the criminal world. The call would be from Hannibal Lecter, the ogre who provoked the police, but it would be Kim Moriarty, who caused headaches throughout Europe.

"Come on, Lestrade, put away your stupidity." The person who knows Moriarty best in the world is the great detective Sherlock. "No. 35 George Street, you take someone with me."

Dr. Watson stayed with Emily at the police station, while Sherlock and Inspector Lestrade left with a large number of police officers.

"This...how did he leave you here alone?!" Watson felt unbelievable at his roommate's behavior, "How could he leave you in Scotland Yard under such a dangerous situation?! Sherlock, he What are you doing?!" There was a perverted ogre escaping outside, how could Sherlock not care about anything after answering Moriarty's call?

"Doctor Watson, don't worry, I guess..." Emily had a speculation in her heart, but she could only confirm it when the great detective Sherlock and Inspector Lestrade came back, "Maybe the matter will be resolved soon. "If my guess is correct, then maybe I don't have to worry about that ogre Hannibal from now on.

Today seems to be a very long time.

Emily can almost distinguish all the sounds around her - the footsteps of the policeman walking over to get the documents, the key-press tone from Dr. Watson's cell phone that was fiddling with, the "didi" sound of the fax machine, and The sound of automatic doors slid by.

Finally, she heard the sound of a police car stopping outside, followed by noisy footsteps and voices.

"Inspector Lestrade is back!" Someone shouted.

Detective Sherlock took the lead to enter the door and walked directly in front of Emily and Watson.Followed by Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard, followed by several armed police officers, they escorted a prisoner wearing a black hood.

"This is..." Watson was a little puzzled.

"This is obviously a gift from Moriarty to you." Sherlock ignored his friend, he directly looked down at Emily who was still sitting on the chair, trying to twist her body to look at the prisoner, "Obviously, Your ex-boyfriend... understands your mind very well." Sherlock's voice was a little subtle.

Emily couldn't care about anything else at this time, "Who is it?" God bless, it must be what she thought.

"Doctor Hannibal Lecter."

"God..." Thank goodness.

That's how Hannibal Lecter, the ogre who escaped quietly from the New York State Penitentiary, was caught.

The interrogation room was brightly lit.Emily can clearly see the ogre sitting inside through the two-way mirror.A dark blue suit and tie.If you only look at the appearance, he is no different from the previous professional psychotherapist, Dr. Lecter.

Who would have thought he was an ogre?Who would have thought that he could escape from prison without a sound and came to London again?

"We've got to get him to talk." Lestrade was the one who was most eager to interrogate Hannibal of all the people present.Hannibal Lecter is an American citizen and has committed many sensational murders in the United States.If Lestrade can't seize the time to get clues from him, I'm afraid the FBI will extradite him to the United States for trial soon.

"Let's go in." Sherlock was confident that he had observed enough details to begin the interrogation.

"How did you get caught by Moriarty?" Lestrade chose a more aggressive entry point.Hannibal Lecter, who successfully escaped the police many times, was caught by Moriarty, and he was tied up and thrown in a basement waiting for the police to pick him up.This is a shame and humiliation for a criminal.

"...I want to see her." Hannibal, who was tied to the chair, ignored Lestrade's provocation. "When I see her, I will naturally tell you the ins and outs of the matter."

"Don't even think about it." Sherlock didn't intend to let the other party get what he wanted. "You have been hiding alone in the park at the end of George Street since last night. You have already bought a plane ticket to Mexico this morning, but unfortunately you were caught by Moriarty's men in the early morning .I guess they also beat you up, of course, avoiding your face." The big detective spoke quickly to expose the opponent's background, "there are two escaped prisoners who are not with you, but you must Keep track of where they're going. Unfortunately it's of no use, because I'm pretty sure those two idiots are dead by Moriarty's hands by now. Oh, maybe they should be glad they died by Moriarty's hands. After all, the pain of being beaten to death is different from being eaten alive, am I right, Doctor Lecter?"

There was a moment of silence inside and outside the room.

"Hehehe..." the ogre Hannibal laughed, "Oh, yes, Mr. Holmes. You are very famous, and I have heard of it a little bit. Seeing you today really deserves your reputation."

Emily stood behind the double-sided mirror and looked at Hannibal who was sitting inside. She was startled by his modest laughter.

"Emily?" Watson stood behind Emily.Seeing that Hannibal shook Emily with just a smile, he was a little worried, "How about I go out with you, are you hungry? Let's go get something to eat?" Looking at it from a doctor's professional perspective , Watson strongly discourages Emily from watching Hannibal's interrogation here.

"No need for Dr. Watson, I want to watch here." Emily and Sherlock begged for this opportunity to watch.

The interrogation inside is still going on.

"Don't you want to know the situation in the United States?" Hannibal Lecter dares to eat people, so what is there to be afraid of? "That's a very interesting fan group." He stopped talking to Sherlock and turned to Lestrade. "Mr. Detective, you are not just a few people in London. The branch of that small group is at It's booming in London." This was referring to the group that committed the murders of fanatics.

"Speak out what you know." If the group had really infiltrated the UK, Lestrade would naturally have to find everyone out as soon as possible. I will consider letting you stand trial in the UK. You have committed fewer crimes in the UK and may survive, otherwise you may be sent to the electric chair if you go back to the US for trial in your current situation." Lestrade threatened Hannibal.

"Ha...haha", Hannibal still acted calmly, "I can say it, but you have to let me see her. She is the first person who can escape from my hand, and she also brought that Linda White. You know I've never eaten Inhuman meat."

Hannibal actually knew Linda's secret? !

Emily was shocked.

"Answer my question, I will not let you see the victim again." Lestrade still has his morals as a police officer.Pushing an already traumatized girl in front of someone who hurt her?Lestrade could not do such a thing.

"One question, one question in exchange." Since Hannibal made a request, there was naturally a way to satisfy it. "If she says a word to me, I'll answer your question."

This deal couldn't be more cost-effective.

Taking a deep breath, Emily thumped the double-sided mirror vigorously.

The sound of "cracking" startled the people in the room. "Emily?" Lestrade came out with Sherlock.

"I won't let you go in and talk to that ogre." Lestrade was very firm, "You're just a minor, I won't allow you to do that. Derek, take her out to eat! "The detective directly asked a young police officer to take Emily out.

"No, Mr. Inspector. I hope to face him." Hannibal was almost one of Emily's nightmares.After that incident, she didn't even dare to go to the hospital. Every time she saw a doctor in a white coat, she felt scared, especially a psychological counselor.Emily has always felt that everyone who is a counselor is a pervert since then.

"I hope... I can face him." The best way to overcome the nightmare is to face it directly.Emily didn't want to be awakened by nightmares when she recalled the other party years later.She knew that Inspector Lestrade would not agree, but the great detective Sherlock did not. "Sherlock, I really want to face him once."

Sherlock looked down at Emily's pleading expression.The girl's face turned pale, and her body trembled unconsciously because of nervousness, but her eyes were firm, showing no reluctance.

"Have you figured it out?" Sherlock asked.

"Well." Not only for herself, but also for Linda and the dead Claire.

"go in."

Standing in the interrogation room, looking at the ogre Hannibal sitting directly opposite, even though she came in with great ambitions, Emily was inevitably a little timid at the moment.

Just when she was a little afraid and wanted to back away, a hand was placed on her shoulder, "Sit down."

It's Sherlock.

Emily, who was sitting in a chair, could feel the big detective standing behind her.

"Emily, long time no see. How are you doing recently?" Hannibal greeted Emily who was sitting across from him as if nothing had happened. "It's really a pity that Linda didn't come together."

"Long time no see, Dr. Lecter." Maybe it was Sherlock standing behind him with his arm on the back of the chair that gave Emily the courage. She felt that she could finally say the first sentence when facing Hannibal, "I said In order to show sincerity, can the inspector and the others ask questions?"

"Of course." Hannibal didn't take his word for it.

"Mr. Lecter, first of all we would like to know the size of this organization in the UK and the list of specific personnel."

"Okay." Hannibal dictated, telling him everything he knew.

"Emily, I want to know why you suspected that I had something to do with Claire's death?" This question kept lingering in Hannibal's mind.As an ogre, he has eaten hundreds if not thousands of people over the years, but only this seemingly ordinary girl in front of him doubted him.And sent him to prison.

"You have already answered the question. As long as Mr. Detective and the others arrest them according to the list you provided, someone will naturally reveal the situation in the United States. Why do you think I will answer your question?" When there were no clues in the case It is the most difficult, but as long as a hole is torn open, and the great detective Sherlock is around, Hannibal's confession is not so important.Emily didn't intend to follow the rhythm of the other party from the very beginning.

"Haha... smart girl, you are really smart." Hannibal who was sitting opposite was amused by Emily, "I can imagine how you found me." The ogre shook gracefully Head, "You may think that you don't need to know the specific organization of that fan club in the United States from me, but you must want to know the situation of your friend Linda White?"

"Linda, she has been... very abnormal in the past few months." The ogre with cold eyes finally showed its true colors.