The distance between the two streets is not far...Along the way, Hannibal recalled what he saw and heard today.

In fact, when he was in the hospital, he was still a little confused, but after walking out of the hospital, Hannibal immediately understood what his doubts were.

First of all, the layout of the hospital, the narrow corridor, the closed doors on both sides, the lights connected above the head, and the unventilated design. As a person who has been in prison for so long, he obviously realized that it was not like a hospital at all, but a prison, just changing the fence door of the prison cell to a solid wooden door.

Moreover, the people I met today did not seem to have the habits that doctors should have.

The doctor from a critical care hospital actually shook hands with people habitually, but was still in the hospital...

The people who eat in the canteen actually wear white coats... It's okay to have one or two, but it's all, without exception, are you afraid of not bringing the virus in the ward to the canteen?

Of course, there is also everyone's attitude towards him. First Dior asked him to help get the drinks, but he was destroyed. Then Erin wanted to send her home. However, this time the damage was more thorough, and the car was smashed...What are they going to do?

Hannibal thought about this and returned home without realizing it.

This is a single apartment, close to the street, open the door and there is a living room, a small bedroom, and a bathroom. Although the area is not large, it is more than enough to live alone.

However, what we care about now is not this...

But... Hannibal pushed open the door and saw the wall facing the door, covered with paper pages.

Hannibal walked over...the pages were torn from books or newspapers, and the pages were written with different names.

Among them, there are a few people I have met today...

First, it was the tall man with a thick mustache... Edmund Kemper.

It was a black and white photo, which looked like it was taken in the last century. In the picture, his appearance was similar to that now. If there is any difference, it is... In the photo, he was not wearing a white coat, but a prison uniform!

And his glorious deeds were clearly recorded under the photos.

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Edmund Kemper, whose IQ test was 13 years old, had a result of up to 136!

At the age of 15, he dismembered his sister's doll with a knife. One month later, he dissected two kittens. Three months later, he killed his grandmother and grandfather, and calmly called the police, sitting on the sofa waiting for the police to arrest him.

"I just want to know what it feels like to kill my grandmother."... This is the first thing he said after killing his grandfather and grandmother, without any panic or regret.

Afterwards, Edmund was identified as schizophrenia and sent to a state hospital dedicated to psychiatric criminals.

Edmund in the hospital seemed to have become a different person. He began to actively act, joined the Youth Chamber of Commerce, got along with the doctor, and even became their assistant. He learned about psychiatric medicine, read almost all the case data and test results in the hospital, and memorized the answers to 28 kinds of mental tests.

Edmund, 21, not only passed the mental assessment test and was successfully discharged from the hospital, but also made the hospital firmly believe that he was not a threat to society and erased all his previous criminal records.

After being discharged from the hospital, Edmund began to visit places where police often go, make friends with them, and disguise himself as one of them.

He also converted a car into a police car, and then... he raped and killed more than a dozen female college students.

The specific operation is to install a policeman, lure the target into the car, kill her in the suburbs, take her home, cut off their heads, molest the headless corpses, and then dismember them.

Edmund would also bury his head in the garden facing his mother's window, because his mother once told him that he had to look up at her, and that he would let his mother be watched forever as his mother wanted.

After killing several female college students in succession, Edmund finally attacked his mother. He killed her with a hammer while she was sleeping. Then he cut off her head, cut off her mother's throat that was always yelling, and threw it into the dirt crusher.

He also called his mother's two best friends, strangled each other to death, and slept beautifully at home, and chose to leave the next day.

As usual, I drove my beloved car on the road, turned on the radio, hoping to hear news about reporting myself, but for several days, no one discovered Edmund's crime.

Edmund was a little disappointed and called the police to surrender. Until he explained all his crimes, his police friends still couldn't believe how could such a gentle person do such a crazy thing?

Moreover, Edmund had no mental problems. He was very rational and sober. He knew that everything he did was wrong, but he continued to do it.

When the court sentenced him, Edmund asked what punishment he thought was the best for him, and he said that he was tortured to death.

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Well, this is just a piece of paper on the wall, and there are nearly a hundred left.

For example, the woman named Erin Vornos in the parking lot... is also a perverted murderer. Her hobby is to disguise herself as a prostitute, seduce her target, and then kill the other person during sex!

In addition to these, Hannibal found some familiar faces that he saw in the hospital cafeteria today.

For example, when I entered the door, I looked at my bald uncle named Dennis Radar, who liked to bury people alive and wear women's clothes.

The young doctor sitting next to him was named Alexander Mill, a master of chess. His dream was to assemble 64 corpses into a complete set of chess pieces.

The one named Dior, whose full name is Jeffrey Dior, Damo, was full of formalin jars. When the police searched his house, they found human heads, limbs, internal organs and other organs in the refrigerator. Even the pots cooked in the kitchen were cooked.

And the dean... His name is Henry Lee Lucas, and he killed countless people in his life. According to his own statement, there may be as many as 400 people who died in his hands. Because there are too many, and the United States, Japan, and European countries, kill wherever they go, and finally, based on his memory, the police dug out more than 150 bodies.

...What made Hannibal a little amused was that even the old lady who cleaned her while applying for the job was no exception.

It was a Russian aunt named Tamara Samsonova, a 68-year-old devilish old lady who dismembered 13 people, which are said to include her husband. When she was arrested, she even kissed the media camera.

Well, now, Hannibal seemed to understand that in the hospital he applied for, almost everyone was the most terrifying murderer in history.

Although this sounds a bit crazy, you can understand it with just a little thought. After all, this world has a lot to do with Will. As a crime profiler, Will naturally often study these murderers.

Tsk, on the first day of work, I met so many interesting colleagues. It seems that this game is more interesting than I imagined.

So, what do those people want to do?

Oh, the simplest way of thinking...what are the murderers best at?
Chapter completed!