Early in the morning of Kashi.

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

After crossing the hall and taking the elevator, he met several doctors... or murderers. They looked at Hannibal greedily like yesterday, as if they were trying to endure it and not eat him.

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

Since these guys didn't do it yesterday, they probably won't do it today...

However, it seems inaccurate to say that they didn't take action, because they seemed to have started to take action to kill Hannibal, but the technique was really unsatisfactory.

For example, Dior... Yesterday, he invited Hannibal to get him a glass of juice, but there was only one glass of watermelon juice in the entire beverage area, which was too abrupt, as if he was afraid that others would take the wrong one. Therefore, Hannibal was sure that the glass of watermelon juice was poisoned in advance, and Dior would definitely use some other method to prompt Hannibal to drink it in, so as to kill himself.

And Erin, when she wanted Hannibal to send her home, the desire was too strong, almost clearly telling Hannibal that she had already tampered in the car.

Looking back at yesterday morning, when I was reading my own files on the edge of the road, most of the murderers in the entire hospital were lying quietly on the window, looking at me greedily. And they naturally knew that they had no car to drive here.

Oh, when I think of myself being stared at by dozens of murderous guys without knowing it, I feel a little creepy... and even a little excited.

However, since now that I know that those people want to kill themselves... Then the question is, why don’t they do it directly? They can no longer use their mental control ability. If others don’t say it, just Edmund’s body, isn’t it very easy to kill themselves?

Hannibal had already had a guess about this issue, but he was not sure, so he had to obtain evidence from Will.

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Soon, Hannibal arrived at Will's ward.

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

Hannibal smiled slightly at Will's ignorance, 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 did not respond.

"Those murderers, whether they are the dean, the doctor, or even the aunt who swept the floor... I have collected all of them, dozens of them..."

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

"Not only that, I also met several of them yesterday, including the amputation enthusiast Dior, the female devil, Erin, and the mother-killer Edman. If they don't care about them, they are quite enthusiastic." Hannibal continued to say to himself, as if it was a daily conversation between a doctor and a patient.

"Haha, yes, a few of them seemed to be unable to withstand loneliness and had already begun planning to kill me. One of them poisoned the drink, and someone wanted to cause a car accident. But... to be honest, this kind of killing method is very ordinary... Maybe it is because most of the murderers lived half a century ago. After all, at that time, DNA, blood tests, and evidence search methods were not so perfect. I actually think that the reason why they were able to kill so many people was not because of their own strength. If they were born decades later, they would probably be arrested and brought to justice after the first crime." Hannibal shook his head and said.

"But even though I know this, I have a question, that is, why don't they come and kill me with a knife? This is much simpler and more practical than those crappy killing methods."

"..." Will turned his head to Hannibal with difficulty. He smiled, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be cracking: "Ha, guess?"

"Oh? Do you want to talk to me finally? Well, then I guess... well... will this be the rule of this game? The murderers cannot kill their targets directly, they can only use methods similar to [scheming] on the targets?"

"You're smart," Will said lightly.

"Thanks."

"But... you have another very annoying problem. That is, you trust your own judgment too much, and you are always used to doubting everything. I said, this is no longer a game between us———but a game between us and all the murderers." Will said immediately.

Hannibal raised his eyebrows: "What does it mean."

"What does it mean? Hahaha---It's been 50 years, I've been lying on this bed for 50 years. You ask me what it means over and over again! Then you forget over and over again, now you come and ask me again... Hahaha, I won't tell you, because--you... belongs to me!"

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

......

Hannibal was silent, he did not continue to ask because he knew that Will would not tell himself anything...

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

No... Will's feeling is completely wrong!

He said that he had been lying in this bed for 50 years. Could it be that he did not deliberately make himself an old body because of the game design...but, this game has been going on for 50 years! Will has gone from a young man to a dying old man in this game?

But why don’t I remember at all? I lost my 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 search on himself, and finally, he took out the small note from yesterday.

[You have 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 won, please let me go!]

He rewrites these words on that piece of paper.

Immediately afterwards, he discovered something that he unexpectedly expected.

Although these two lines look a little different, they should have written them myself!
Chapter completed!