"What is written on the compass?" asked Old Joy.

Ziliang turned the notebook over and looked at 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. At least Old Joey recognized it as a barrel shape.

"Oh! But... aren't the fragments of sin all living objects?" Old Joey continued to ask without any embarrassment.

Ziliang nodded.

Yes, the "fragments of sin" scattered in various planes have one commonality, that is, they are all individuals with thinking. No matter how many people you let a pistol die, it is still a pistol. Therefore, only life with cognitive thinking can nourish sin.

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

Old Joey nodded, no matter whether he understands it or not, just nod.

But why did the compass give such an abstract pattern this time, which has not yet been integrated with this plane?

No, if that is the case, it shouldn't blindly throw an ambiguous answer, so it can only feel that it can't find the fragment of sin itself!

So... is it because the other party is hiding too deeply, or is there something affecting its perception?

Ziliang just held the cigarette in his mouth, looking at the pattern of the teacup, hesitating...

After a while...

"I want to go out for a walk!" He suddenly said... and then took a deep breath of cigarettes and threw the cigarette's butt into the ashtray folded with paper shells.

This sentence shocked Old Joey, and even Harry Quinn in the nurse's office opposite couldn't help but be stunned. According to their understanding of Ziliang, he should be so lazy that he didn't even want to go to the bathroom without even shit.

"You want to... go out for a walk?" Old Joey said dazedly, then quickly came to his senses, as if he was going out with Ziliang.

Harry Quinn also looked at Ziliang, and his eyes seemed to say again: "Do you need help?"

However, Ziliang shook his head: "Don't be nervous, I'm just just walking around."

"But... isn't there any danger?" said Old Joey, who knew very well how severe Ziliang was in the last war that intersected with the "Great Universe Consciousness". Now, he is so weak that he can kill him with almost one bullet.

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

As he said that, he confirmed that the "compass" and "smoke" were both in his pocket and walked out of the hospital gate.

......

......

This is a tea cup, which looks very similar to the one that appeared on Ziliang's notebook a few days ago.

However, the current teacup is not outlined by lines. It really exists. The mouth of the cup is a little shallow, made of porcelain, and is very fragile. The elegant patterns are destined to be used to entertain VIPs.

At this moment, the teacup was placed on a tea table, on the sofa next to the tea table... Sitting Will.

This is a classical room, surrounded by thick furniture and exquisite bronze statuettes, the upper floor is covered with bookshelf, the handrails are pine wood, and are polished very brightly. The noon sunlight passes through the window and shines on the carpet, and there is no dust rising.

Will felt that even if he gave himself twice the money, he would never be able to decorate such a tasteful study. This required the owner of the room to have a deep attainment in aesthetics and a heart that was almost harsh on the details of life.

"Dream again?" A man's voice came, accompanied by gentle music, which seemed to be a little gentle in his deep voice.

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

He leaned against the sofa, his legs naturally tied together, his fingers habitually crossed, and his body was waiting for a black tweed suit, exuding an intoxicating elegant charm... and a suffocating feeling!

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

"This is normal. When the human brain processes information, it always selects to select things that are far away or relatively complex from you. Whether it is sight, memories, or self-identity, this is a mistake that everyone makes, and you don't have to blame yourself." Hannibal said softly. During this period, he kept looking at Will. Obviously, he knew Will had some more details.

Sure enough, Will buried his face between his hands: "But, when they were found, they were dead... I know where their bodies went, but I can't believe it--" Speaking of this, Will seemed a little angry: "They were chopped and fed the pig!"

Hannibal was also silent for a while... "What are you angry about?" He asked: "Is it because you haven't found the murderer yet? Or because of the murderer's cruel tricks... or... are you angry about the corpse being eaten?"

Will didn't say anything, his hands were rubbing against his face, as if he wanted to smash his expression.

"I am your psychiatrist. So, tell me...If there is only one object in this world that you can talk to... then I will be the only one!" Hannibal said lightly... His tone was light, like an illusion.

......

Sudden!

Put one hand on Will's shoulder!

Will's body trembled suddenly, and 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 then sat on the sofa opposite Will!

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

He suddenly came to his senses. There was nothing Hannibal here. The chair was actually empty all the time. The place where he was was not a simple and elegant study... This is just a ruin after the fire, with smoke and dust floating in the air, and on the ruins, it seemed that Hannu could see the unburned spark...

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

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