All Worlds Madhouse

Early morning on Li day.

At eight o'clock sharp, Hannibal arrived at the hospital on time.

Crossing the hall and taking the elevator, he met several doctors or murderers along the way. Just like yesterday, they all looked at Hannibal greedily, as if they were trying not to eat him.

Of course, Hannibal ignored these people. Several people wanted to talk to Hannibal, but he ignored them.

Since these guys didn't take action yesterday, they probably won't take action today either.

However, it seems inaccurate to say that they did not take action, because they seemed to have started to kill Hannibal, but the method was really not flattering.

For example, Dior invited Hannibal to get him a glass of juice yesterday, but there was only one glass of watermelon juice in the entire beverage area. This was a bit too abrupt, as if he was afraid that others would get him the wrong one. Therefore, Hannibal can be sure that the glass of watermelon juice was poisoned in advance, and Dio will definitely use some method to prompt Hannibal to drink it in order to kill himself.

And Irene, when she wanted Hannibal to take her home, her desire was too strong, almost as if she was telling Hannibal that she had tampered with him in the car.

Thinking back to yesterday morning, when I was reading my file on the edge of the road, nine out of ten murderers in the entire hospital were lying quietly on the window, looking at me greedily, and I didn't have a car to drive here. Of course, they all know about it.

Ah, the thought of being stared at by dozens of murderous guys without knowing it seems a little creepy and even a little exciting.

However, now that we know that those people want to kill us, the question is, why don't they do it directly? They no longer have the ability to use mind control. If others don't say it, Edmund is so tough. , wouldn’t it be very easy to kill yourself?

Regarding this issue, Hannibal already had a guess, but he was not sure yet, so he had to ask Will for evidence.

Soon, Hannibal came to Will's hospital room.

Like yesterday, Will was still lying on the hospital bed, wearing a straitjacket. After hearing the door being opened, he just glanced at Hannibal lightly and closed his eyes.

Regarding Will's indifferent attitude, Hannibal smiled slightly, moved a chair, and sat next to Will.

"I already know the secret here." He raised his knees and said straight to the point.

"." Will didn't respond.

"Those murderers, whether they are deans, doctors, or even aunts who sweep the floors. I have collected files on all of them, dozens of them."

Will still didn't speak, but he seemed to finally be interested in Hannibal's words, because he slowly opened his eyes.

"Not only that, I also met a few of them yesterday, the amputee enthusiast - Dio, the devil - Irene, and the matricide - Edman. If you don't care, they all want to If they want to kill me, then they are quite enthusiastic." Hannibal continued to talk to himself, as if it was a daily conversation between a doctor and a patient.

"Haha, yes, several of them seem to be unable to bear the loneliness and have already begun to plan to kill me. One person poisoned his drink, and another one wanted to cause a car accident. But... to be honest, this kind of murderous people The technique is very ordinary. Maybe it’s because most of those murderers lived half a century ago. After all, at that time, DNA, blood tests, and evidence collection methods were not so perfect. I actually think that the reason why they Being able to kill so many people does not depend on their own strength. If they had been born a few decades later, they would have probably been arrested after their first crime." Hannibal shook his head and said.

"But even though I know this, I still have a question, that is, why didn't they just come over with a knife and chop me to death? This is much simpler and more practical than those crappy killing methods."

"." Will turned his head to Hannibal with difficulty, and he smiled, as if the corners of his eyes were about to burst: "Heh, what do you think?"

"Oh? Do you finally want to talk to me? Okay, then I guess... um... could this be the rule of this game? The murderers can't kill their targets directly, they can only use something like [ Only by means of strategy?"

"You are very smart." Will said calmly.

"Thanks."

"But you also have a very annoying problem. That is that you trust your own judgment too much, and you are always used to doubting everything. I said, this is no longer a game between the two of us—— —It's a game between the two of us and all the murderers." Will continued.

Hannibal raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Hahaha - it's been 50 years. I've been lying on this bed for 50 years. You asked me over and over again what I meant! Then you forgot over and over again. Now, you ask me again. Hahaha, I won’t tell you, because—you belong to me!”

Will said strange words, and then closed his eyes again.

Hannibal was silent. He did not continue to ask questions because he knew that Will would not tell him anything.

At the same time, a sense of crisis suddenly emerged from the bottom of Hannibal's heart!

It doesn't feel right for Will at all!

He said that he has been lying on this bed for 50 years. Could it be that he did not deliberately give himself an old body because of the design of the game. Rather, this game has been going on for 50 years! In this game, Will gradually became a dying old man from a young man?

But then why don’t I remember it at all? Have you lost your memory?

No, because my body is still in a young state! This doesn't make sense!

etc!

Hannibal suddenly thought of something, and he began to rummage around on his body. Finally, he took out the small note from yesterday.

[You have already won, please, let me go! 】

Hannibal looked at the note.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up, walked to the table, picked up a pen on the table, and then found another piece of paper.

[You have already won, please, let me go! 】

He re-wrote these words on the piece of paper.

Then, he discovered something unexpected.

Although these two lines of words look a little different, they should both be written by themselves!