[Zhongyingmei] Devouring the sky

It was already midnight when everyone returned to the hotel, but the entrance of the hotel was still very lively. Many police cars were parked there. The reporters with camera microphones were stopped by the hotel staff. I squeezed out of the hotel entrance with my luggage and hurriedly got into a taxi and left. There were passers-by watching the excitement on the side of the road. Anyway, it was very lively.

John got out of the taxi, looked at the scene and said in confusion: "These policemen and reporters haven't left yet? Haven't they been found? What are they still doing here?"

"John~ John~ didn't you see that it's a new case, a new interesting case." Sherlock walked out after him, squinting his eyes and said: "Look at the expressions of those hotel staff, they are full of The kidnapping case will not let them do this. Oh~~ It seems that we are very lucky, and we will encounter interesting cases when we come back."

J got off K's car, chewed gum and said, "I don't think this is good luck. What's wrong with this hotel? Is it bewitched? There are endless things."

Blaze didn't care what happened, he pulled Fenrir out of K's car and said, "Hope their kitchen is still working."

Due to the security problem in the United States, the shops on the street will be closed at night. Originally, Blaise wanted to find a bakery to buy Fenrir the cake he wanted to eat, but they didn't see a few on the way back from the hospital. With the shops open, he had to hope that the hotel would still provide good food in the evening, but he was a little worried now because the hotel looked messy.

"As long as there are materials, I think I can help." Hannibal said. He hasn't said much since just now. Whether it's aliens or black super special police, these have made him feel threatened, and he is no longer sure. Has anyone seen the crimes he has committed, so he feels that he needs something to protect himself, and the ability of Fenrir or Blaze is what he needs, so he decides to build a good relationship with them.Since Fenrir is a foodie, he will provide him with delicious food. Hannibal is very confident in his cooking skills. He believes that the chefs in this five-star hotel may not be as good as him.

"Doctor Rector can still cook?" Lester looked at Hannibal curiously. This man behaved very calmly and gentlemanly all day long, and he looked like an outstanding social elite. Generally speaking, Ray Traster keeps a respectful distance from this kind of people, because these people usually wander in the gray area. They don't like the police. As a policeman, he doesn't like to associate with such troublesome people. His eyes always stayed on this man, his intuition told him that this man was far from simple, and he had always trusted his intuition very much, so although he was a bit presumptuous, he still spoke to Hannibal.

Hannibal glanced at Leicester, smiled politely and said, "Yes, I like cooking very much, cooking always makes me happy."

"Oh, that's really good, I can't do it, I always make a mess in the kitchen. Fortunately, I don't have much time to stay at home, or my kitchen will hate me." Lester said with a shrug .

Hannibal could see that Lester was watching him. Some experienced policemen always have an intuition for criminals. No matter how the criminals disguised themselves, they would feel the aura of danger. Hannibal felt that Lester should be This kind of policeman must have strong professional ability, otherwise he would not have taken the position of Scotland Yard inspector in his thirties.Hannibal didn't like the feeling of being stared at by others. In order to reduce Leicester's guard against him, he said: "The police are always busy. I have a friend who works in the FBI and is always away from home. , I often need to cook something for him, otherwise I am always worried that he will have stomach problems from starvation."

After hearing this, Lester relaxed a little, and asked casually as he walked, "Doctor Rector, is your friend an FBI agent?"

Says Hannibal, "He's a special advisor to the FBI on the hunt for the most dangerous serial killers in the country." Like him.

"That's really amazing, I hope I can have the honor to meet you in the future." Lester said, he is very interested in all kinds of expert investigators, although Sherlock is very useful, but for the sake of the entire Scotland Yard colleagues, Lestrade I still hope to find an expert investigator to join their team, but unfortunately, he has not found such a talent in the past few years. It is so unlucky that he sometimes wonders if McCoff deliberately suppressed these people for Sherlock. , although the chances of this haughty man doing so are slim.

"I think you have the honor now," Hannibal said.

"What?" Lester was about to ask the reason, when he saw a man with curly black hair coming down the stairs and walking towards Hannibal.

"Hannibal, why are you here?" Will saw that Hannibal's expression was a little subtle. It was a coincidence that Hannibal was here. There was a vicious murder in the hotel, so he appeared here. He had to wonder if this case had anything to do with him.

Hannibal let go of the suspicion in Will's eyes, smiled and pointed to Blaise who walked in behind him and said, "Bring a friend's child over to play, how about you?"

"There's a case here, are these your friends?" Will glanced at the few people behind Hannibal and asked, his head was full of doubts, he had known Hannibal for a long time, he I know that Hannibal is a person who has a lot of friends, but this is the first time I have seen him with so many people. I have the impression that Hannibal is usually alone except for necessary social activities.

"It's a friend I just met." Hannibal introduced: "This is Greg Leicester, the inspector of Scotland Yard, and this is Will Graham, my friend, I just now Said FBI Special Advisor."

What a coincidence, Leicester immediately stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Hi, Mr. Graham, just call me Greg, I just told Dr. Rector that I don't know if there is a chance I know you."

"Hello, Inspector Leicester." Will reached out and shook hands with Leicester, but his eyes did not stay on Leicester. He has some mental illness, close to social disorder and autism , which made him unable to communicate with others like ordinary people.

Lester was keenly aware of this, but he didn't mind it. His profession meant that he would often encounter some mentally ill people, and Sherlock was one of them. Compared with his high-functioning antisocial personality, Social disorder is really nothing.However, regarding this situation, he didn't know what to say. After all, the two of them were complete strangers, and they had nothing to talk about.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Hannibal immediately asked empathetically, "How's the situation here? Have you finished solving it?"

"No." Will glanced at Hannibal, observed his expression and said, "An hour ago, a guest found that the toilet in his room was clogged, and called the hotel plumber to unclog it, but the plumber was in the sewer of the toilet Some pieces of meat were dug up, which contained several human fingers, and now the forensic doctor is following the sewer pipes to find the real crime scene, which has not yet been determined."

Hannibal frowned: "The hotel corpse case? It seems that this hotel is really unlucky."

Just as John pulled Sherlock away from a hotel waiter who wanted to inquire about the situation, when he came over, he heard these people talking about the hotel dismemberment case, and immediately said: "Please pay attention, there are two children behind you Woolen cloth."

The three of them looked back, and saw that Blaize had pulled Fenrir and walked behind them. Fenrir was looking at them sadly while eating a small cake. Judging from the cake packaging, it should be the Take it from the table in the lounge area.Seeing that they finally noticed him, Fenrir swallowed what was in his mouth and said, "Can I go eat, I'm so hungry!"

Fenrir was really angry, he agreed to have dinner together, but these adults only talked when they arrived at the hotel, they didn't keep their promises at all, hum!

Hearing Fenrir's words, except for Will, the others all had black hair. Together, these big men couldn't eat the food from two vending machines.

Because he said in advance that he would have supper together, Blaise did not take Fenrir away alone out of politeness. Now that he heard the thoughts of these men, Blaise sighed in his heart and said, "If you are not hungry , I can take Fenrir back to the room first." Dare to dislike his family's Fenrir for eating too much, he still doesn't want to eat with them.