"Wow, this soup really works." Xuela, who drank the soup in small sips, improved her spirit and her face turned red again.
Xu Chuan rolled his eyes, "That's because the medicinal effect of ibuprofen has begun to work." This bowl of black chicken soup is not Shiquan Dapu Pills, so how can it have this effect?
Xuela chuckled and almost choked. This person was like this, and she could always make a good word annoying feeling.
But it is precisely because of this that this guy is different from other playboys who are very good at coaxing people. Well, she is talking about Allen Wayne.
It didn't take long for the repair to be sent back.
Xu Chuan slowed down the playback speed and could already see the general appearance of the person sitting in the car, but the guy was actually wearing a protective suit, which was wrapped around his body from head to toe.
If you can tell who it is, it would be amazing, but you can't tell it. You must be our gourmet Dr. Hannibal, who can you be if you don't know?
"Damn, are you planning to eat yourself?" But why did I be targeted by this guy? I just complained about his black chicken soup? I'm too stingy. It's too much.
Xu Chuan complained helplessly and was a little excited, intending to turn around and discuss with him. Will it be OK to change to Allen? That guy looks much better than himself.
But this time he couldn't do it. I don't know if he would give up or wait for the next chance. But Master Xu didn't plan to give him a chance. Anyway, Hannibal lives in Baltimore and is just like his destination. It's not bad for him to come and not behave.
He wanted to see what extraordinary things about this elegant ogre.
During his time studying the video, Xuela had happily finished drinking chicken soup and became energetic. The physique of Europeans and Americans was different from that of Chinese people. If Wu Wei had been, she might not be able to move.
But it was getting late now, so Xu Chuan still pressed the person back to bed and they would set off for Baltimore early tomorrow morning.
There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Master Xu was awakened by a warm breath. He opened his eyes and looked at the bulging sheet for two seconds before he truly reacted.
I lifted the sheet and found that a woman who couldn't speak was lying down. When I woke up, I raised my head and blinked at him playfully, and then scratched the hair hanging in front of my forehead behind my ears.
Master Xu, who had just woken up and his brain was still half a beat slower, leaned on his pillow. Since he couldn't resist, enjoy it first.
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"To be honest, I always thought Baltimore was full of refugees." Xu Chuan looked at the bustling streets outside the car window, which was different from what he imagined.
Allen sat next to him and sneered, "This is the white district in the city center, you can just go and see the black district."
Baltimore's high-end communities are concentrated in an L-shaped area in the city center, with universities, finance and tourist attractions all here. The security environment in this area is very good. The locations on both sides of this area, even if they are separated by only one road, are the differences between heaven and hell.
After checking in at a hotel, the meeting between Allen and Foch's house will be two days later. The young master has a professional team to design everything from styling to dressing.
There is only one style, which is low-key, low-key and low-key.
The tones of all clothing are based on this condition, either black or white, or beige and gray, without any ostentatiousness or exaggeration.
There are not even those so-called top luxury goods, all clothing is customized and hand-sewn by tailors.
Xu Chuan sat aside and watched as Master Alan was tossed around with a miserable look on his face, and he was about to laugh crazy.
The upstart of media technology on the West Coast, and the old Qian family in the Gilded Age of the East Coast, is really hard to see such a plot that ordinary people can only peek into in TV series.
Xuela has been following Xu Chuan, and the atmosphere here makes her very nervous. "Can I attend the banquet too?"
This is not a fashionable dinner she often attends as a vase, but a gathering of two top American families, who are simply not qualified.
"It's okay, don't take them too seriously. The genealogy of our family can be traced back to 1368. In my eyes, these two families are all locals." Master Xu brags about his awesomeness indifferently.
He has really read the Xu family's genealogy. The one written on the second page is Xu Da and Xu Tiande. Yes, it is Xu Da who founded the Ming Dynasty. The first page is Yao, Shun and Yu.
Xu Chuan felt that this was just the whisper of his predecessors. Anyway, Xu Da couldn't get out to cause trouble for them, but who would care about this?
He said something that made Xuela and Alan stunned, but they both knew that China is a country with a very long history, maybe it was true.
That's really nonsense, Xu Chuan himself doesn't believe it, but there is no need to explain it too much with a bunch of foreigners.
I blew the long history of my family with a group of people for an afternoon. Anyway, if the history teacher heard it, he would be incompatible with him. What he was talking about was clearly a story in the storytelling script and the Ming Dynasty.
The Wayne family not only prepared well but also thoughtful, but thought about the clothing accessories for Xu Chuan and Xuela.
Sure enough, their old man is just authentic in his work, which makes people unable to find fault, but it is more likely that he is worried that Xu Chuan's clothes are too casual and will affect Allen's blind date.
While they were actively preparing for the war, not, but actively preparing, the Fauci family brothers and sisters were also having a heated discussion on this matter.
"You know I just want to protect you, just like our father said." Mason Furch cut Margo's hands and pressed his sister on the table. "I have only you, and you have only me."
Margo lay on the table in great humiliation, and a tear flowed out from the corners of her eyes. Mason seemed to have seen something extremely precious, so he carefully sucked the tear with a small tissue, and threw it into his wine glass and drank it all.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I really didn't expect that the old guy actually agreed to your marriage with his youngest son. It's really a miscalculation. I thought he was very concerned about your things." Mason, with messy hair, bent down and said in Margo's ear, "But it doesn't matter, you know how to do it, right?"
After saying this, Mason, who was nervous, seemed to remember something again, and Mag, who was lying on the table, walked out of the room without caring about it.
Ms. Margo staggered and got up with the table. Her face had long disappeared from the painful expression she had before. Instead, she walked to the window and looked at her brother's back as she walked out of the manor without expression.
She had long been accustomed to this kind of thing. If it weren't for her father's will, she would have killed him long ago.
But she felt that she was almost unable to bear it, or that this time the contact with Allen Wayne would be her own chance. She wanted to kill Mason and get the property.
But before that, she wanted to talk to her psychologist.
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At this time, Dr. Hannibal Lecter was dealing with Jack Crawford's visit. The head of the FBI behavioral analysis department went to Will Graham's home earlier and found the business card of the neurologist.
But this could not completely dispel his suspicion. In this department, he was used to all kinds of dirty human nature and had long developed the habit of not trusting people easily.
"Are you going to prepare a new party?" Jack leaned against Hannibal's kitchen operating table, watching the other party dealing with some ingredients.
Hannibal slowly cut a waist into slices, "No, I'm just preparing dinner."
Jack knew that the person in front of him had unusually demanding food, and had tasted the other party's cooking skills himself, so he was definitely very skilled, no different from those Michelin chefs.
"I went to visit Will today and told him about what you asked him to check his brain, but he said he had no impression at all." After that, Jack raised his head and observed the other person's expression carefully.
But these temptations will not have any effect on a psychiatrist. Hannibal's expression remains unchanged, and there is no error in his hand movements. "You also know how far his encephalitis has reached. It is normal to have some memory loss."
Jack nodded, "You are right, so is his attending doctor."
"Is this a test?" Hannibal said the other party's plan without following the common sense.
Jack was not embarrassed at all. He just nodded, "Not only that, I also have to check Will's diagnosis and treatment records."
In his opinion, Hannibal's psychological intervention in Will has been in progress for several months. If there is any problem, he cannot do all the records perfectly.
The other party just showed a little disgust and handed over all the records to him.
While Hannibal was cooking, Jack was watching the records on the side. The content was rigorous and reasonable. After reading it, he was relieved. After all, he was the one who found him, and if there were any problems, he would be responsible.
"Sorry, Doctor Lecter." Jack, who found no flaws, seemed a little embarrassed.
"I accept your apology, but today I won't invite you to taste the new dish I made." Hannibal put the dishes in the pot on the plate, but this time there was only one plate.
Jack laughed. Since the other party said that, it means he didn't mind what happened today.
"Even if you treat me, I can't stay with you for dinner. Bella is still waiting for me at home." Bella is Jack's wife, and Hannibal has seen her.
After saying that, he picked up his coat and prepared to go out. Hannibal did not refuse Yu Qianli as he said, and wiped his hands and sent him out.
"Are you free tomorrow? Several bodies have been found in succession these days, and some of the internal organs have been taken away. I think it may be that Pissachek Ripper has started committing the crime again." Before leaving, Jack invited Hannibal, who was also a special psychological expert of the FBI.
Hannibal nodded in agreement. This was his chance to get the police investigation progress. How could he miss it? Moreover, the murderer was standing between the body and the FBI. This sense of accomplishment of controlling everything really made him unable to stop.
He gracefully inserted a piece of internal organ from the plate into his mouth with a knife and fork in his hand. He frowned and felt a little strange. It seemed that he needed to study the recipe again.
His hunting is not over yet, but he rarely does the act of temporary intentions like yesterday, and his way of collecting ingredients is not so casual.
He will first randomly select the dishes he wants to cook from the recipes he has collected, and then randomly select ingredients from a pile of business cards from various industries.
This way he himself didn't know who he would draw made the whole thing full of randomness. No one could find out the connection, and of course it would be impossible for anyone to suspect him.
Hannibal put on his own special protective suit and sat on a chair watching the time reach midnight. Sometimes waiting is also a fascinating thing.
I walked to the garage, drove a car with a fake license plate, and drove out the door in the dead of night.
But he didn't know that another car had followed him.
The two cars are two kilometers apart, and there will be a ghost if Hannibal can find it.
Of course, Master Xu, who was so idle in the middle of the night, was unable to sleep, and Xuela used a tampon and could not do anything.
He had actually arrived outside Dr. Hannibal's villa long ago, and sneaked in under the night to install trackers on all vehicles.
It’s not that complicated. Our psychologists don’t install surveillance at home, which is definitely a failure.
The car didn't travel far, and Hannibal stopped near the Carroll Park Golf Course, where street lights were sparse and there was no monitoring.
His target is a staff member of the golf course. This person is on duty tonight. He has investigated all of the person's whereabouts.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hannibal parked his car on the side of the road and turned off the headlights. According to the person's habit, he would pass here in ten minutes. He had to pass through this area to reach the parking lot.
To be continued...