Will Graham ignored the interference from Xu Chuan.
There was no way, he could only leave the close contact with the other party's car after trying a few times. Although they were not fast, if a car came in front of him, he would be a joke.
The other two people in the car also realized that each other was abnormal. Alan had already fastened his seat belt and helped Ms. Freddy to tie it up.
Allen didn't want to bet at all if this guy driving a car did anything out of the ordinary.
‘Do you want to give him a standard American stop?’ Xu Chuan slowed down, but he quickly denied the idea.
No matter whether that guy is taking drugs or getting sick, if he runs into him, he will probably be disabled even if he doesn't die. This old man Xu won't take the life of a stranger even though he has no grudges in the past.
Besides, you don’t have to do it yourself. Xu Chuan turned his head slightly and said to Allen, “Let your people intercept him, something will definitely happen.”
Allen didn't care about the other party's use of his own, and he even felt like he was escaping from the sky.
His bodyguard followed behind, and by phone, two SUVs caught up, one car that surpassed Will and the other followed behind.
After confirming that the driver did not respond, the rear car pressed Will's butt very firmly, and the car in front braked at the right time, and then there was no accident at all.
Xu Chuan stared at the car that was rolling down the roadbed. OK, very good, it wasn't done by himself.
After kicking the accelerator, Sa Ya ran away quickly. Fortunately, there was no surveillance nearby, otherwise he would not be able to explain clearly.
"Are we just running like this?" Allen looked back at the scene of the car accident. He was not nervous at all. Even if the people inside died, it would not be considered a serious matter.
Xu Chuan suddenly realized a problem, 'Yes, it wasn't me who hit me, why did I run away?' Then he stepped on the brakes and the car had already driven more than 200 meters.
Several bodyguards pulled Will Graham out of the car. The injury should not be serious, but his face was covered in blood and his breath was still there.
"Uh, why don't we bury him?" As he said, the FBI may not find any burial of individuals in this place.
"Brother, stop kidding." Allen took out his cell phone and dialed a number. He didn't care whether to bury the person, but if he did this, Ms. Freddy around him also needed to deal with it. Why did he make simple things so complicated?
Call the police and call an ambulance, but he contacted Wayne's own hospital.
It was already evening when Jack Crawford, who had been busy with work, learned that his special counselor had a car accident.
When he arrived at the Richmond hospital, Will's surgery was completed.
"Agent Jack? I'm Dr. Graf." A middle-aged doctor with a slightly bald face walked out of the ward and brought the burly Jack to his office.
"Doctor, what's going on in Will?" He just looked at Will's condition, which didn't seem like a simple car accident.
Dr. Graff opened a case, "His trauma was not serious, but during the examination, we found that he had NMDA receptor encephalitis, which had reached a very serious level."
Will's magnetic image was retrieved from the computer, "His entire right brain was already inflamed."
"Oh, God!" Jack exclaimed as he looked at the image.
"I am so frank, haven't you noticed that the patient has been having a fever? His body temperature is as high as 39.7, and it should also be accompanied by cognitive impairment and schizophrenia, such as sleepwalking," Dr. Graff frowned and looked at the other party. The patient's condition was already very serious and could endanger his life at any time.
Jack opened his mouth with difficulty, "Sorry, doctor, I always thought it was because of the pressure of work that caused him mental problems. I consulted his psychiatrist, but the other party said there was no problem."
"It's a psychologist again." Dr. Graff threw the case on his desk, "Then, Agent Jack, I think you need to go to the Physician Association to complain about this psychologist. He either is not good at studying medicine or deliberately conceals the patient's condition."
Jack Crawford did not refute the doctor's words, but he actually trusted the psychologist very much, and it was hard to believe that the other party would deliberately conceal Will's condition.
"The patient should have symptoms two months ago. Any psychologist will ask the patient to undergo a pathological examination unless he has an ulterior motive."
Jack nodded. It was indeed a bit strange, he would ask.
But this time it's troublesome. Will's condition will require at least some time to treat and recover, which is likely to affect the case he is currently investigating.
Jack left the doctor's office, and he already knew that it was Allen Wayne who sent the person to the hospital, which surprised him very much.
After going to the ward to see Will who was still unconscious, Jack walked out of the hospital. He first contacted his colleagues and told them about Will, and finally called the psychologist.
Dr. Hannibal Lecter, who was far away in Baltimore, was preparing dinner for himself, and the Gothenburg Variations was played in the kitchen.
As Dr. Hannibal skillfully handled the ingredients in his hands and hummed a few tones with the music, it can be seen that he was in a good mood.
The phone ringing suddenly rang, and Hannibal had to put the internal organs on the countertop first, first washed his hands and wiped them clean before picking up the still ringing phone.
"Hey, Jack." A low magnetic voice sounded, without any feeling of being destroyed.
As Will Graham's psychologist and friend, after getting the news that the other party had a car accident, he appropriately expressed his concern, but he was thinking about another thing.
"I asked Will to go to the hospital for examination before, but I don't know if he had gone there. I suspect that there was some kind of lesion in his brain." Since he had arrived at the hospital, he would definitely be examined. Experienced doctors can easily see his symptoms. What needs to be done now is to remove his responsibilities.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! That's right, he always knew that Will had encephalitis, but just concealed it for some reason, and even used the other party's condition to do some experiments.
However, the other party suffered from cognitive impairment and his diagnosis and treatment records were almost flawless. Even if the investigation was conducted, he would not find any flaws. Even Will himself did not remember whether he had said that he had gone to the hospital for examination.
"Have you told him?" Jack asked over there.
"Of course, last week, his condition was very consistent with the symptoms of NMDA receptor encephalitis. I introduced him to a neurological doctor, but it seems that Will did not contact the other party."
If the other party investigates, he will find that the doctor's business card is placed at Will's house, and he is not lying.
Jack asked a few questions in detail and hung up the phone. The other party's answer was flawless, but after working in the FBI for so many years, he had long been accustomed to speaking with evidence.
Get in the car and drive towards Will's house. The other party lives in Virginia not far from here.
Dr. Hannibal on the other side has lost his interest in cooking, and he needs to think carefully about what to do to dispel Will and the FBI's suspicion.
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In the hotel, Xu Chuan was browsing the Crime Revealing Website on his computer. It can be seen that Ms. Freddy is very dedicated as a reporter. Every case is collecting information in extreme detail and revealing all the details of the case.
Regardless of whether she is to become famous or not, at least this work attitude is worthy of recognition. However, this requires ignoring the imitation crimes caused by these cases. If you search carefully, you will find that almost every case on this website has imitators.
Haha, if you ask Ms. Freddy, she will definitely say that the people have the right to know, but who should the unlucky guys killed by imitators settle the score?
Xu Chuan shook his head and closed the website with serious mental pollution. He only browsed for half an hour and began to have the idea that humans, such as creatures, should not exist in the world.
Even those who kill people like him think that the murderers above are not humans. Anyway, he can't think of so many kinds of killing methods.
If you need to force confession in the future, you can show the website to the other party first and then ask him to choose a way to die. I guess the other party will collapse without taking action.
It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when he looked at the watch. Master Allen and Ms. Freddy were in the next room. They had been in for three hours. It was hard to say who would take advantage of the situation.
Whether Allen's waist is OK is a question.
A phone ringing sounded, preventing Mr. Xu from going to bed.
"Dear!" It was indeed the woman Xuela.
Of course, he could not hide it from the other party when he came to America this time. But this woman has been too busy recently and has been full of trips for the whole month and has no time to accompany him.
Xu Chuan doesn't care. He is always on the blind date with Master Alan, which is really interesting.
"Aren't you in New York?" The woman was shooting the cover of a magazine, being interviewed, and attending events. She was so busy that she didn't even have time to sleep. Why did she remember to call herself today?
"I have already pushed off the itinerary for the rest." The woman opposite said excitedly. She persuaded her agent Lavi Belly without much effort. They all knew where the fame and popularity came from now, and they must be tied to this man.
Xu Chuan smiled and understood the other party's psychology very well, "I just watch the fun with Allen, just be busy with yours."
Her current announcements are all about charging money by hour, and it may cost a few days' itinerary to be gone for about one hundred thousand US dollars.
However, the other party seemed to be unwilling to appreciate it, and he looked like he would never give up until he achieved his goal.
"Okay, okay, I'm currently in Richmond and will go to Baltimore tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Sulla is now in New York and is not far from Baltimore, so it is really nothing to go there.
But he still thought it simple. Just when he was sleeping until the early morning, someone knocked on the door. After he carefully pulled open the chair on the door handle with a gun and opened the door, a delicate body mixed with the smell of perfume pounced on his arms.
Xu Chuan almost fired the gun with a conditioned reflex, but fortunately he reacted.
Kicking into the door, Xu Chuan pressed the woman on the sofa in anger and slapped her hard at the place where the meat was the most. "Are you crazy?"
The other party did not realize that he was beaten, but leaned on the sofa and looked at him with a charming look. Then he outlined the inverted heart-shaped curve of the cloth and gave it to Xu Chuan's hand.
Master Xu had a dark face, and then he looked at the other party. The woman should have come directly from the shooting scene. Her makeup had not been removed yet, and her long hair was wavy and was now spreading on her back.
The coat she was thrown on the carpet when she entered the door. Now she only has a dark close-fitting skirt and black pantyhose on her thighs.
Xu Chuan squatted down and helped her to push the hair on her face away. Xue La turned over and kicked off the high heels on her feet and stretched out her hand to wrap it around his neck.
He sighed, and he could feel the other person's excitement and fatigue, "How long have you been driving? Does your agent care about you?" Even if it is not far from New York, it is only a few hours' drive, and it is already past five in the morning.
"Lavi helped me get rid of the reporter. I drove here by myself." The woman looked proud, "I know that with Allen here, you will definitely stay in the best hotel here, and I guessed it."
Xu Chuan was speechless. This woman was really trying hard and picked up the person from the sofa. Xuela's thighs were automatically folded on his waist.
Back in the bedroom, he skillfully took off all the other person's clothes, then stuffed them into the quilt, pinching her chin in the other person's puzzled gaze, "Go to bed quickly, I'll call you again when you eat."
The woman looked tired and probably hadn't had a good rest for a long time, so she wouldn't be so hungry.
To be continued...