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As Jackson left, Hannibal was standing outside the window watching him. .biqugev

After drinking the remaining milk in one gulp, Hannibal glanced towards the bedroom and smiled: "Thank you for the breakfast, beautiful lady, goodbye!"

On the bed, Misa's naked body was completely breathless. There was a long wound on his chest, and the blood had stained the entire quilt red.

Half an hour later, Hannibal entered the prison with a release order signed by Judge Misa.

Du Wensen was acquitted.

Hannibal was like a competent staff member who was only responsible for performing tasks. After leaving the prison, he did not say a word to Vincent Du.

The two separated each other like strangers.

Du Wensen took a deep breath and stopped a taxi.

When Jackson got home, he took a shower, set the alarm clock and fell asleep.

He was only prepared to sleep for three or four hours.

However, as if he had just fallen asleep, he was awakened by the alarm clock. When he opened his eyes, he saw Du Wensen biting into the pizza and looking at him with a smile.

The alarm clock was still blaring in his ears.

Jackson's sleepiness was suddenly frightened away, and he reached out to touch his pistol from the bedside table.

"Hey! Sheriff, can't you be happy to see me come out? I was acquitted!" Du Wensen burped after saying this.

"Pizza doesn't seem so bad after I get out of jail!"

Jackson finally touched the gun, pointed at Du Wensen and said: "How could you be acquitted? Did you do something to Misa?"

"I can swear to God, I didn't do anything! She released me voluntarily, but when I saw the news just now, she seemed to be dead. What a pity, I haven't thanked her yet!" Du Wensen regretted.

"Stop pretending in front of me! All of this must have been planned by you, you madman, you are here to kill me now, right!" Jackson said loudly and tremblingly.

"Hiccup~~~!" Du Wensen let out a long sigh of relief.

"Sorry, you guessed wrong. I will not turn people into food and eat them. And why should I kill you?"

"Why? Why do you want to keep me! Don't think I don't know. If it weren't for your arrangement, I would have been bombed to death along with my colleagues!" Jackson said angrily.

"Hey! Don't get excited. The story is not over yet. I am here to ask for your help this time." Du Wensen said seriously.

"Don't even think about it!" Jackson refused decisively.

"Call the boss who ordered you and tell him I want to meet him!" Du Wensen continued.

"I said, don't even think about it! I will kill you. As long as I kill you, it will be over!" Jackson pulled the trigger with full of hatred.

However, Du Wensen put bullets on the table.

"Sheriff, you broke your promise!"

The gun in Jackson's hand fell to the ground and he collapsed: "What do you want, what do you want!"

"I just need you to notify the boss and ask him to personally bring people to arrest me. Look! I am only one person and I will never escape!" Du Wensen said with his hands spread.

Jackson no longer wanted to believe anything Du Wensen said, but he had no choice. All he could think of was hoping that his "boss" could help him.

Finally, he got through the phone.

Jackson still doesn't know the name or appearance of his "boss". He only authenticated the identity of his "boss" through the police station's internal system.

After getting through, he reported Du Wensen's presence and the whole story. Finally, the other party agreed to come in person after being silent for more than a minute.

Through the breathing sound coming from the phone, Jackson felt that his "boss" was suppressing his anger.

After putting down the phone, Jackson no longer cared about life or death.

"Now, can you tell me how you did all this?"

Du Wensen wiped his greasy hands clean on the quilt and showed an apologetic look.

"You met a psychiatrist named Hannibal Lecter at the judge's house last night. He is a good, very good guy." Du Wensen said bitterly.

Jackson didn't dare to express his anger and listened obediently.

"In terms of psychology, he is the only guy I have ever seen who has reached the top. He can make people unknowingly be affected by him and listen to his words. However, this damn guy, he joined my game arrogantly and added my The game is completely destroyed, fauk, fauk!" Du Wensen was furious.

"You mean, in less than two hours, he influenced the other jurors and made them all think you were innocent?" Jackson couldn't believe it.

Du Wensen glanced at Jackson coldly and said.

"This is not difficult for him. Everyone has weaknesses. He is the kind of expert who can easily find and exploit your weaknesses. Otherwise, why didn't you suspect him last night?"

When Jackson recalled it, he suddenly felt a coldness on his back and was speechless.

Yes, why didn't he suspect that person last night? He was obviously so suspicious, but he was told to leave with apologies in just a few words.

Fortunately, he stayed outside the house all night, and the real murderer was actually always in front of him, beside the victim.

"So, you went out to look for him that night, right?" Jackson said deflated.

Du Wensen shook his head and said: "No, no, he came to me. The chef you brought in the Chinese food that day was actually him! I went out that night to refuse him to participate in my game. Unfortunately, I am not very good at persuading people, so that day When I saw him in court, I was so angry!"

"Why, why are you angry? He saved you! Without him, you would have been convicted that day! You should thank him." Jackson didn't understand at all.

"You seem to have forgotten where your evidence came from?" Du Wensen gritted his teeth and said.

"Damn! That was the evidence I prepared for myself! It would only be perfect if I was found guilty, but, Hannibal, not only did he mess up my game, he also proved that he could crack my evidence. You said Should I be angry?"

"Tell me! Should I still thank him?" Du Wensen said with a ferocious expression.

Jackson was completely frightened. He was not frightened by the appearance of Du Wensen now, but that Du Wensen actually designed a set of evidence to convict himself. He had never heard of such a madman.

More importantly, he thought that all this was Du Wensen's conspiracy, but in fact, it was another person who was secretly competing with Du Wensen!

What happened to this world?

Why are there so many crazy people!

However, without Hannibal, would Vincent Du have really been executed after being convicted?

Maybe, maybe not!

Jackson didn't know.