The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 60 First Meeting ([-])
Soon, a big-armed nurse came over. At first glance, the figure was similar to that of Old Joey, and he stood in front of Ziliang like a wall.

"This is Barney." Mr. Chilton introduced: "He can't speak. He wants you to take out all your things now. This is not an offense. No matter who you are, you have to search the intensive care unit. I also Same."

Ziliang nodded casually. Anyway, he has nothing on him except a notebook, a pack of cigarettes, and the case records Will gave him.

During the search, Mr. Chilton was still talking to Ziliang.

"The walls of the intensive care unit are made of thickened bulletproof glass. You can see the prisoners in the cell, and Hannibal is in the innermost single cell. Even if you don't know him, when you see him You will know that the person in front of you is Hannibal." Speaking of this, he deliberately paused: "The next thing, you have to listen carefully
When talking to him, try not to look into his eyes, because there is a small hole in the bulletproof glass for ventilation, although it is only as wide as two fingers, but you should still not get too close to the glass, let alone touch the glass, except for soft paper Other than that, don't hand him anything, not pencils, issuing cards, and of course, you can't bring these things in.
Items can only be passed to him via the food 'slide' and come out as well, no exceptions.If he wants to pass you something through the ventilation hole, you can't take anything, understand? "

Mr. Chilton said these words very slowly, for fear that Ziliang would reveal something. During this time, Barney, the nurse, had confirmed that there was nothing else on Ziliang. He left the cigarette and lighter behind. , and buckled the staples on the bound case file, and then nodded to the warden, indicating that Ziliang can pass.

"Okay, you can go in. If you feel uncomfortable during the conversation with him, come out quickly, or just call Barney. Also, everything he said does not match what you know If you don’t believe me, just concentrate on doing what Will tells you.” After speaking, Mr. Chilton turned around and left the room.It can be seen that he doesn't want to stay here for a second.

In this way, Ziliang walked into the critically ill area with his notes and case files.

This corridor is only about 30 meters long, and there are prisons on both sides. Some wards have pads on the walls to prevent prisoners from hurting themselves, but most of these cells are empty. Soon, Ziliang came to the end of the corridor.

There is only one cell here. Through the bulletproof glass, Ziliang can clearly see the inside of the cell. The inside is very narrow. There is a table nailed to the floor, and there are high piles of books and documents on the table.There was also a straight-backed chair, which was also nailed to the floor, and on the innermost side was a bed that was folded extremely neatly.

At this moment, a middle-aged man was sitting on a chair, holding a book in his hand. From the cover, Ziliang could see the words "Guide to Fine Italian Cooking".

"Wait a minute, please give me a few more seconds." A somewhat deep but magnetic voice sounded: "Yes, it's great to put some pepper in 15 minutes."

As he spoke, he took a satisfied breath as if he had already smelled something, and then put down the book.

Until now, Ziliang finally met Hannibal for the first time.

Just like what Mr. Chilton said just now, even a person who has never known him can immediately be sure that he is Hannibal as soon as he sees him, and Ziliang finally understands why Jack said that he is Hannibal on his body. , can't find a trace of Hannibal.

Leaving aside anything else, at least Ziliang thinks that very few people can enjoy life gracefully while in prison.

This person's facial contours are very sharp, even a little abrupt, but both the skin and the hair are glowing with a healthy luster. Even in the prison uniform, you can clearly feel his knowledgeable, arrogant, yet full of pride. A little politeness.

In contrast, the sloppy Ziliang looks more like a prisoner.

"Please forgive me for not being able to stop reading just now. The food here is really bad. I have to read these to barely eat every meal." Hannibal said with a smile.

Ziliang didn't speak. He had already taken out his notebook and quietly annotated Hannibal. However, the compass still didn't give any response.

He sighed helplessly.Then he walked to the corner of the corridor, where there was a folding chair for prison visits, Ziliang dragged the chair to a place very close to the glass, and sat on it lazily.

Seeing Ziliang's behavior, Hannibal was stunned for a moment, then stood up and came to the bulletproof glass: "You seem to be a little different from other people." He said lightly.

Ziliang flipped through the notes casually: "Oh? Others? Is there anyone else who came to visit you?"

"There are some." Hannibal replied: "Some experts who study psychology, or some newspaper reporters, they will pay a lot of money in exchange for the opportunity to communicate with me, after all, my reputation in the outside world is ecstatic. .”

"outside world?"

"Yeah, the outside world, don't you know me through other people's dictation, or newspaper reports? What do they say about me? A heinous criminal? Or an ogre with a brain problem?" Han Nibal said: "Hehe, I can actually think of it. Mr. Chilton must have told you a story. He must have said that I once bit off the face of a nurse because I wanted to eat meat, right? They are always like this, constantly deepening the image of me as a devil But, do you believe what they say?"

Hannibal spoke lightly, his educated voice was a little hoarse, like the sound of metal scraping, probably because he hadn't spoken so much for a long time.

Ziliang smiled: "Well, you successfully planted a seed of doubt in my mind in the first 20 seconds of meeting me, hehe, you are indeed an expert in psychology. If this passage Put it in a book, presumably readers have already started to make up 10,000+ words of conspiracy."

Hannibal nodded helplessly: "Well, I know, they will tell you, no matter what I say, you don't believe me, right? Of course, they will tell everyone who comes to see me In the same way, as for the truth, it is no longer the truth.”

Listening to Hannibal's words, Ziliang raised his head. He didn't heed Mr. Chilton's warning, but stared straight into Hannibal's eyes blatantly.

"Then do you think I care about things like the truth?"

Ziliang said lightly.
Hannibal was slightly taken aback, because he also saw Ziliang's gaze, and under the reflection of the light, he caught a fleeting scarlet light spot.

So he just stood there, stared at Zihao for a while, and then asked suspiciously
"what are you?"

(End of this chapter)