The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

When Jun A returned to the hotel where they lived, Scotland hadn't come back. I wonder if there was an accident.

About half an hour later, the hotel door was opened, and a young man with black hair and cat eyes walked in from outside.

He looked a little embarrassed, but he wasn't hurt.

"Met the FBI guy," Scotland explained. "Is there any progress on your side?"

"I put the bug in the gap of the sofa, but it shouldn't be of use." Mr. A said about Jack, "so he should stay at home these days."

"It's okay, I left something behind when I visited."

Scotland frowned, the FBI intervened, and things got a little trickier, "He invited you to the house?"

"Um..." Probably want to kill him by the way? After all, he did not hide his dislike for the other party. Mr. A would like to…

"Promise him..." Scotland recalled what the house looked like. It was clean and tidy, meticulous, exquisite and elegant, different from ordinary single people. It was complicated and covered many books. He liked classical literature, music, cooking and food. Every detail reflects his high taste in life.

He is handsome, gentleman, knowledgeable and highly intelligent.

Everything conforms to his external image.

But, "he's hiding something, and that's what we're looking for."

Scotland felt a sense of discord in that home.

Those positive, good labels are like a fancy packaging shell that hides something dark, creepy, that's what Hannibal is in the end.

The things that can subvert his image as an elite scholar and bring him into disrepute are enough to serve as a bargaining chip for threats.

This also shows the danger of Hannibal, and perhaps Mr. A, who went to investigate, will encounter unexpected events. But doing anything is risky, isn't it?

To die there, it can only show the lack of ability. No nurturing value.

What is hidden is cannibalism, but if you say it directly, you will definitely be asked how you know it.

So Mr. A nodded: "Okay."

Looking at Jun A's black hair, Scotland recalled the hurried meeting with his friend.

Neither he nor Bourbon are leisurely types, and in order to avoid revealing their identities, they usually minimize the number of meetings they meet.

This time, I just took the opportunity of handing over to Mr. A, and had a brief exchange for a few minutes.

Scotland was still a little concerned about what was wrong with Bourbon at that time, and asked, "Is there anything special about that boy?"

Bourbon: "Rum sent that was special enough."

"That's not what I said." Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at his friend and asked seriously, "Are you hiding something from me, zero?"

"I was discovered by you." Yugu Ling smiled bitterly, "But sorry, I still have things that I can't be sure of, so I can't tell you for the time being."

"However, be a little nicer to Mr. A," he said. "If it's you, I'll definitely find out."

At the end of the memory, Scotland was silent for a moment and said, "Be careful of Lecter, remember to bring a gun."

A-Jun subconsciously raised his head and stopped abruptly.

Is this...care?

Scotland fixed a look at him and left quickly.

watch carefully...?

Why is this heartfelt disgust against A so strong?

Just staring at it, killing intent was born.

—

The next day, Ley showed up at the hotel.

A-jun tutted in his heart, knowing that his prayers at that time still didn't work.

Stupid FBI, protecting the wrong person.

Two weeks ago, North Carolina saw its sixth poisoning of the month, and the entire case was handed over to the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Division, with Jack Crawford taking over as head.

The prisoner is a typical pleasure prisoner, and most of the targets of poisoning are families.

Prisoners kill parents, older children, but not children under the age of five.

The other party is good at hiding traces, has a good understanding of the monitoring coverage, and even has a strong anti-reconnaissance ability. This caused a lot of trouble for the FBI's investigation work.

In the end, relying on Hannibal's profile of the prisoner's psychology and special agent Will's restoration of the crime scene, they speculated that the prisoner's next target, set a trap and waited.

The culprit came, but was not caught. escaped by him.

According to the psychological profile of the prisoners, they believed that the other party would temporarily give up the crime and instead take revenge on Hannibal or Will.

Both are now under strict protection.

Rey knocked on the table and looked up at Scotland sitting opposite: "What are you going to do?"

"I'm not going to confront the FBI. It's very troublesome and unnecessary. If those guys are still there after three days, then I'll kill him."

Scot lowered his head and put down the bass in his hand. The piano case with the sniper rifle was at his feet.

"Even if the mouse escapes, it won't cause any loss. In the end, this task is just because it feels like a loss of face."

As for Hannibal, there is no essential difference between killing or recruiting on a whim.

"What about you, Ley?" He met the long-haired man's green eyes, "That guy took away the institute's new drug samples, it's really overkill for poisoning and killing... If the FBI gets it, or What information did you learn from him, this is not a joke. What are you going to do?"

"Ah, it was my mistake." The guy who stole the drug and defected knew very well about the organization's mode of action. The organization's killer was sneaked away by him. He didn't catch anyone for a long time, and the other party even had enough time to continue committing the case. , The task of chasing and killing this person came to Ley.

And even he was one step behind the FBI.

Fortunately, the guy wasn't caught by the FBI either. However, it unexpectedly hampered the movement of Scotland.

Ley said, "Let me take over your task."

Scotland:"?"

"That guy Delevingne is very revengeful. After he suffers, he will take revenge even if he sacrifices his life. He will definitely attack Hannibal, so I can just sit back and investigate Hannibal while waiting for the opportunity." Ley said, " If two people are staring at the same goal, it would be too wasteful."

"Sounds good, but you've just been put together by that guy. Besides, with the FBI added this time, that group of people is still difficult to deal with in this country - why don't we work together?"

Ley apparently had no reason to refuse.

After listening to Jun A, who was sitting in the corner of the room playing with his mobile phone, everyone felt drunk.

Ley, as the FBI person, apparently deliberately let his family catch Delevingne.

But the fact that he left Scotland halfway made him change his mind temporarily. Maybe he deliberately let go, or maybe he quietly locked people up - in short, Mr. A doesn't think anyone can escape from the silver bullet.

This naturally created conditions that would make it inconvenient for Scotland to attack Hannibal.

Ley took advantage of the situation and proposed the idea of ​​taking over the mission in Scotland. It seemed to make up for his accidental obstruction of the Scottish action, but in fact, he wanted to drive away the people in the organization. After that, it was not just how he wanted to make it up.

Scotland received such an assignment as an obvious disaster, worthless and a waste of energy, and he was reasonably happy to be at leisure. Ley thinks so.

However, Scotland he was unexpectedly enthusiastic and offered to help Ley.

For Ley, there is no reward for his task, and there is a loss if he fails to complete it. And this goal is **** tricky, it's impossible not to agree to someone who takes the initiative to help.

So the two of them seemed happy, but in fact, they briefly discussed their next actions.

Mr. A: …

Obviously everyone is undercover, but when they get together, they get the result that 1 plus 1 is infinitely close to zero.

This is probably the reason why most of the winery in Mingming is full of fake wine, but it has not been destroyed for a long time.

Because everyone thinks each other is real wine, they are working hard for the winery in order not to expose themselves (laughs).