[Comprehensive] The sea of ​​stars

Tilting his head slightly, Bai Fang bit his red lip lightly to hide the cheerful smile on the corner of his mouth.The warm eyes with a smile are soft and moving, and the eyelashes are shimmering.

The slender fingers pinched the man's straight nose carefully, and the little finger was raised at a cute angle.Standing on tiptoe, the face is a little closer, but the body keeps a proper distance, and there is a white mark between the hem of the windbreaker and the rolled up skirt.

Anya treats Sherlock as tolerant and doting as she treats the two little girls, Jonah and Roland.A trusted friend, close enough but not intimate.

The girls he likes, he knows how beautiful and charming they are.But it is also because of this that he will not guess at the girl's mind at will.There will be many people who like girls, but girls will only and can only be with him in the end.

Fingers across the neat tie, I couldn't help but see the image of Anya arranging his clothes with a gentle smile, curled up on the sofa with her legs crossed, waiting for him to come home.

Soon, he will take Anya home.

Hannibal looked at the unknown number on the phone screen, and suddenly raised a gentle and cold smile.

Moriarty, this is just the beginning. Now that you have been injured, your fate will no longer be in your own hands!London's crime lord... oh!

"Uh, Dr. Lecter, I'm Spencer Read, and I want to talk to you."

Outside the door, Rhett's disturbed voice came in, with a hesitant tone, accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps walking back and forth, nervous and frightened but trying to calm himself down.

Hannibal put the phone upside down on the table, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were gentle and stable.He got up gracefully, opened the door, reached out and took Rhett's hand in a friendly and natural way: "Red, nice to meet you, come in and sit down."

"Uh, thanks."

Rhett rubbed his fingers nervously, put his hand in his pocket, but it was empty, and his face flushed immediately.He sat upright on the chair, put his hands on his knees, took a deep breath, and tried to stabilize his emotions.

It is indeed a big challenge for Rhett to tell the secret that he feels inferior and ugly and has hidden for a long time.But Gordon is right, facing anything is the best solution, not evading.Dr. Lecter's attainments in psychology, he admired very much, and naturally he trusted him very much, that's why he came here today.

"Have a cup of tea."

The white mist blew through Reid's eyes with warm air, and his heart gradually settled down.Holding the teacup, lowering his head, he narrated the things that have caused him pain so far word by word.

Rhett's mother suffered from paranoid schizophrenia, and this mental illness has a high probability of being passed on to the next generation through genes.And his father, William, left because he couldn't bear the life of his wife with mental problems and couldn't take care of herself, and never contacted him again.This also makes Reid extremely afraid of the life that may also suffer from schizophrenia in the future, and even dare not accept too hot feelings.

Hannibal took a sip of black tea slowly, and the strong aroma spread in his mouth.

This is a typical psychological problem.Due to the profound memory of childhood, the scars left in my heart are difficult to heal, and the scars are becoming more and more serious, affecting daily life.Especially Spencer Reid, who has a high IQ and few friends of the same age and is introverted.

This kind of psychological problem needs a little counseling...but why should he go out of his way to help Spencer Reed, who wants his girl? !

"Dr. Lecter, I, uh, I want to say, please just tell me the result."

Rhett looked up sharply, looking into Hannibal's eyes.His hands tugged his trousers into a ball, his whole body stiffened with tension, but he forced out a dry and polite smile.

Hannibal paused for a moment when he put the cup down.This kind of smile, the more uncomfortable you feel, the less you want to worry others, is so similar to Anya.After all, it is the friend that Anya cares about. If she is alienated like this, she will be very disappointed and sad...

"Red, don't worry, relax. I can tell you that you're perfectly fine."

Reid, who didn't know that he had walked on the edge of danger, stared at Hannibal in disbelief.After getting another nod with a smile from the other party, his eyes were a little red with excitement, and he took a big gulp while holding the teacup.What he had suffered for so many years just disappeared like this!

Does it mean that he and Anya will be so successful? !

Anya didn't know that there was an almost eruption of Shura field in the United States. She was being dragged into a coffee shop by the lively female student holding her hand and wrapping her waist affectionately.Sherlock, who got a little impatient with Inspector Lestrade who asked about the details of the case, followed them and sat down.

"Teacher, when will you resume class? We miss you very much."

"Thank you, but I still need a little more time." Anya touched the student's head touchingly, with a gentle smile on her lips.When he withdrew his hand, he subconsciously tugged the scarf around his neck, so as to cover the scar more tightly and not scare the lovely student.

Sherlock, who was stirring his coffee boredly, turned his eyes around the female student, and suddenly showed an excited smile: "Miss, it seems that you have encountered some troubles these days, such as being followed some type of!"

"Hey?!"

Jenna was startled by Sherlock's sudden sound, she shrank back in horror, one hand tightly grabbed Anya's sleeve, and the other hand subconsciously reached into the satchel, holding it. something.

Anya frowned.If nothing happened, Jenna would only look at Sherlock in doubt or angrily, instead of showing the frightened panic like she is now.She gently stroked Jenna's back, and the gentle movements slowly stretched out the restless heart that was curled up.

Jenna looked up and saw the teacher who was bravely confronting the gangster in the middle of the night showing a gentle smile, and the soft look in his eyes contained infinite firm protection.Tears welled up in her eyes, she sobbed and threw herself into the teacher's arms, choked up and complained about the worries and grievances of these days.

"...I went to the police station to report the case, but the police didn't find out the problem, so they thought I was hallucinating, but I really didn't. I'm sure someone must be watching me outside the window! Someone must be following me secretly! "

"The person standing outside the window watching you glared at you fiercely, and wanted to break into the house?! But the person who followed you during the day has not made any move?!"

The detective's keen sense of smell told Sherlock that this case was definitely not simple.An ordinary-looking female college student who lost her parents' family background unexpectedly attracted two groups of strange forces!A group of surveillance, with a hurtful heart!A group of guards, investigate the secrets behind it!

[Hello player, please assist the hero of justice to catch the insane serial killer, and let Jenna ignite the flame of trust and worship for the hero of justice.Mission rewards: a CG fragment of a key character, and a prompt from Endingboss. 】

To light the flames of trusting worship? !So now she is not only gaining favor with the hero of justice, but also helping Amway, right?

Wait, serial killer? !How did Jenna get targeted by a serial killer? !Could it be Moriarty's good deed again? !Can't this Endingboss wait for her to brush in peace!

In her heart, she made another note for Moriarty, and Anya bowed her head, comforting the frightened girl in a soft voice, with a gentle smile appearing in her eyes, comforting and gentle.Her voice is soft, flowing into the bottom of my heart one by one, winding out a trickle of juanjuan.

Sherlock looked at the beautiful Anya, circling the back of another girl, whispering with downcast eyes, her black hair scattered around her cheeks, making her skin extraordinarily fair.There is firm and warm faith in the eyes, and the profile is peaceful and beautiful.

Sherlock heard his own heartbeat echoing heavily in his ears. He subconsciously merged Anya's cute and charming appearance in front of him with her current gentle and stable appearance, and came to the most acceptable conclusion in his heart—— — Anya Alex, indeed a beautiful and attractive woman.

"This is Sherlock Holmes. He is a detective. Believe me, he will help you."

Sherlock looked up, just in time to see those black eyes looking over with confidence, he felt a little bit in his heart, snorted undeniably, stood up, and held the pocket of the windbreaker.

"In this case, don't waste time here, take us to your house to see the situation!"

Jenna was a little reluctant, but after seeing the teacher's eyes as warm as water, she bit her lip and led the way.She is very resistant to that potentially dangerous residence, but she also knows that it is impossible to live in a friend's house like this all the time!

In the courtyard, a deep and short bush was blown by the wind to make a rustling sound.Jenna swallowed dryly, held Anya's hand uneasily, moved hesitantly, and walked slowly to the door.

Sherlock, who was following behind, turned his eyes to the messy and overwhelmed marks on the grass, and then saw the small marks cut out on the window, his eyes froze.He strode forward, grabbed Anya's wrist with one hand, and pulled the two girls to the back. Behind the opened door, the black muzzle of the gun was aimed at the center of the eyebrows impartially.

boom--

The gunshot rang out, the body hit the ground, blood dripped down the wound, the breath gradually weakened, and the fingers were still trembling slightly unwillingly.

Anya suddenly opened her eyes wide, and a hazy mist gushed out of her eyes.

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