All Worlds Madhouse

"What's written on the compass?" Old Joey asked.

Ziliang turned the notebook over and faced Old Joey.

"A barrel-shaped feed trough?" Old Joey also frowned in confusion.

"No, this is a teacup." Ziliang corrected lightly. He was very pleased that at least Old Joey recognized that it was barrel-shaped.

"Oh! But aren't the sin fragments all living objects?" Old Joey continued to ask without being embarrassed at all.

Ziliang nodded.

Yes, the "sin fragments" scattered in various planes have one thing in common, that is, they are all individuals with thinking. No matter how many people you let collapse with a pistol, it is still a pistol, so only those with recognition can Only the life of knowledge and thinking can nourish sin.

"So this is not the fragment itself, but a clue that the compass gives us, a direction for thinking." Ziliang said as if talking to himself.

Old Joey nodded. It didn’t matter whether he understood or not, just nodded.

However, why does the compass give such an abstract pattern this time? Has it not been integrated with this plane?

No, if that's the case, it shouldn't blindly throw out an ambiguous answer, so it can only be that it feels that it can't find the Sin Fragment itself!

Then the other party is hiding too deeply, or there is something affecting its perception.

Ziliang just hung out his cigarette and looked at the pattern of the tea cup and hesitated.

After a while.

"I want to go out for a walk!" He suddenly said and then took a deep drag on the cigarette and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray made of paper shells.

This sentence shocked Old Joey, and even Harry Quinn in the nurse's office opposite could not help but be stunned for a moment. According to their understanding of Ziliang, he should be so lazy that he doesn't even want to go to the toilet to poop.

"You want to go out for a walk?" Old Joey said blankly, then quickly came to his senses and seemed to want to follow Ziliang out.

And Harry Quinn also looked at Ziliang, with a look that said, "Do you need help?"

However, Ziliang shook his head: "Don't be nervous, I'm just taking a walk."

"But... isn't there any danger?" Old Joey said. He knew very well how severely Ziliang was hit in the last war with the "Great Universe Consciousness". Now, he is so weak that he is almost One bullet could kill him.

"Don't worry." Ziliang said with an indifferent expression: "In this plane, the danger should not only come from the 'body'."

With that said, he made sure that the 'Compass' and 'Smoke' were in his pocket and walked out of the hospital door.

This is a teacup, very similar to the one that appeared in Ziliang's notebook a few days ago.

It's just that the current tea cup is not outlined by lines. It really exists. The cup has a shallow mouth, is made of porcelain, and is very fragile. The elegant pattern destined it to only be used to entertain distinguished guests.

At this moment, the teacup was placed on a coffee table, and Will was sitting on the sofa next to the coffee table.

This is a classical room. The spacious hall is surrounded by heavy furniture and exquisite bronze statuettes. The upper floor is covered with bookshelves. The armrests are made of pine wood and are polished very brightly. The midday sun shines through the window. There was no dust on the carpet.

Will felt that even if he was given twice as much money, he would not be able to decorate such a tasteful study. This would require the owner of the room to have a deep knowledge of aesthetics and a heart that is close to the details of life. To a harsh heart.

"Are you dreaming again?" A male voice came, accompanied by soft music, making his deep voice seem to be a little gentle.

Will looked at the sofa directly opposite him and nodded. There, sitting there was a man of about 40 years old - Hannibal.

He was leaning on the sofa, his legs were crossed naturally, and his fingers were crossed habitually. He was wearing a high-quality black woolen suit, exuding an intoxicating elegance, charm and suffocating feeling!

"Just a few days ago, the fraudster couple who had been hiding for three years were found. In fact, it was not hidden at all, because they have been living in the city, right under our noses," Will said. .

"This is normal. When the human brain processes information, it will always selectively select things that are far away from itself or relatively complex, whether it is sight, memory, or self-identity. This is what everyone does. You don't have to blame yourself for the mistakes you made." Hannibal said softly. During this period, he kept looking at Will. Obviously, he knew that Will had more plans.

Sure enough, Will buried his face in his hands: "But when they were found, they were already dead. I know where their bodies went, but I can't believe it-" Speaking of this, Will seemed Some anger: "They were chopped into pieces and fed to pigs!"

Hannibal was also inexplicably silent for a while. "What are you angry about?" he asked: "Is it because you haven't found the murderer yet? Or is it because of the murderer's cruel methods or are you angry that the body was eaten?"

Will didn't speak. He rubbed his face tightly with his hands, as if to crush his expression.

"I am your psychiatrist. So, tell me. If there is only one person in this world that you can talk to, then it is only me!" Hannibal still said lightly, his tone was light, like a An illusion.

Sudden!

A hand was placed on Will's shoulder!

Will's body trembled suddenly, he raised his head and saw Inspector Jack walking past him!

"I went to your house and found that you were not at home, so I knew you must be here again!" Jack said earnestly and sat on the sofa opposite Will!

Will was stunned because just a second ago, Hannibal was sitting on this sofa.

Only then did he suddenly come to his senses. There was no Hannibal here at all. In fact, the chair had always been empty, and the place he was in was not a simple and elegant study. It was just a ruin after a fire. , smoke and dust are scattered in the air, and on the ruins of the wall, it seems that Han can see unburned sparks

Yes, Hannibal was arrested half a year ago. He is a murderer and an inhumane ogre.

Now, he has been convicted and will be executed next month.

And the person who caught him was himself!