Chapter 121 Shout

Before under self-hypnosis, the strange scenes he deliberately forgot, like a tide, began to appear in his mind one after another.

The bizarre scene is enough to surprise anyone.

Hannibal, however, quickly returned to his normal appearance after only a slight pause.

He looked at Jason with a smile on his face.

He turned to take the food.

Everything is what he should do at this moment.

But in the bottom of Hannibal's heart, it was turning rapidly.

What does that scene represent?

How can I remind Jason?

While thinking, Hannibal tried his best to restrain himself from looking at the female pastry chef.

Although he can confidently hide his expression from the people present, he is worried that his eyes will reveal flaws.

What's more, in the face of that kind of 'weird', who knows what will happen?

Hannibal, who was holding a plate, put the food on the table again, and then, he suddenly thought of something.

Immediately, the psychiatrist turned around and walked into the kitchen.

The female pastry chef started to put the food she cooked on the table.

Hannibal already had the experience of serving as Jason's chef, and now with the addition of a female pastry chef, the number of dinners began to skyrocket, and the richness was also impressive to Edward, Bansey, and Griffin.

Especially Edward and Bency, two people who eat in the cafeteria every day, almost cheered when they saw the sumptuous dinner in front of them.

Still, no one felt out of place.

After all, this is a celebratory dinner.

Moreover, in the next few days, such a celebratory meal will appear several times.

But the first time is always memorable.

With more and more food, Jason, who couldn't wait, became more and more tormented.

but,

He was also able to restrain himself.

After the initial pain, he felt more and more unwilling to give up all his efforts.

Otherwise, the pain of the past will not be in vain.

The two chefs, Hannibal and the female pastry chef, were the last to be seated.

Jason picked up the glass of sparkling water.

No one present was alcoholic.

Edward and Bency will return to the police station in a while.

Although Griffin suggested some beer, after the female pastry chef frowned slightly, he quickly gave up his insistence and firmly believed that sparkling water was good enough.

Beer, isn't it just for burping?

Sparkling water works too.

"cheers!"

Ding!

In the clinking of glasses, Jason drank the sparkling water and launched an attack on the food in front of him.

Suddenly, the food began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With the addition of Jason, there is no need to worry about more food.

Edward and Bensie, who had already had a meal with Jason, ate and ate, completely ignoring Griffin, who wanted to make a statement.

Conversation, where to eat is important.

Conversation only gets hungrier when you're hungry.

"I think we...you leave me some!"

Griffin's words just started, and he suddenly woke up when he looked at the rapidly decreasing food.

With an angry roar, the resident of Fishbone Street also joined in.

The food on the table was swept away.

Hannibal stood up smiling.

"I'm going to serve tea."

The psychiatrist said, walked into the kitchen and brought out the cakes and tea that had been prepared.

Tea is placed in a pot.

Pastries are divided and placed on their own plates.

For this approach, Edward, Bancy and Griffin have expressed their approval.

It's so hard to grab food with Jason.

Although they are friends, for some reason, every time they touch the food in front of Jason, they always have a feeling of trembling.

This kind of meal system is very good.

Jason didn't object either.

Because, there are more pastries in front of him than Edward, Bency and Griffin combined.

The only discomfort was the female pastry chef.

She looked at Hannibal with a little anger in her eyes.

She thinks Hannibal robbed her of her performance.

In the cooking just now, although she tried her best, she knew that she was still slightly inferior to Hannibal, and she was going to win back a city in the refreshment later.

But Hannibal got the upper hand!

Damn man!

The female pastry chef thought so and stood up.

"I also prepared refreshments."

"I'll bring it to you."

The female pastry chef walked to the kitchen.

At this time, Jason had already swallowed the pastry in front of him.

But the next moment, he was startled.

Because it looks fragrant and sweet in front of you, it turns out to be... spicy.

Hannibal got the seasoning wrong?

impossible!

With Hannibal's serious approach to cooking, it's impossible to go wrong with seasonings.

Also, the peppers are so conspicuous.

That is to say...

Hannibal did it on purpose.

Out of the corner of Jason's eyes, he looked at Edward, Bency Jr., and Griffin.

The three of them ate very happily, and there was no difference at all.

Which means it's only my cake that's the problem.

Jason frowned slightly and looked at Hannibal.

At this moment, the psychiatrist was holding up a teacup, apparently drinking tea, but Jason was keenly aware that Hannibal's little finger tapped the cup holder lightly, with three shorts and three longs. short way.

sos!

S.O.S!

cake? chili?

Cake, whoever made the cake?

Lady pastry chef!

Chili, red?

Danger!

Jason exchanged glances with Hannibal calmly, and then he ate the cake as usual.

Even, eating faster than usual.

When the pastry chef came back with fresh refreshments, Jason had finished.

"Try my refreshment."

Female pastry chef sells to everyone.

But Edward, Bansey, and Griffin waved their hands again and again.

"I'm not Jason. I don't have that big stomach."

Edward smiled wryly.

Although he really wanted to eat, he knew that if he didn't want to have a stomachache for a while, it was best to stop at this time.

The same goes for the little Pansy.

You know, Hannibal's special cake is full of weight.

Griffin could still eat.

But when he thought that this was the cake Her Lady Queen made for Jason, he didn't dare to say that he wanted to try it.

He didn't want to be thrown into a cesspit and drowned.

I don't want to be slashed by a kilometer-long lightsaber.

The former died suffocated.

The latter died without a corpse.

Therefore, in the end, all the cakes of the female pastry chef were placed in front of Jason.

Seeing Jason picking up his fork and eating and eating, the female pastry chef smiled, sweet, and the unpleasant feeling just now flew to the back of his head in an instant.

The refreshment after dinner ended in about half an hour.

After enough time to rest, Edward and Little Bansy said their goodbyes first.

"We have to go back."

"So much has happened in the last two days."

"I have to work overtime."

Edward, Bency Jr. and Jason hug and say goodbye.

"Wait for me!"

"I can help!"

"Jason, see you!"

Then, Griffin.

Although Jason's house was comfortable and warm, he was still uncomfortable facing Her Majesty the Queen.

As for going back to the 'Fishbone Street'?

I'm afraid the name of his 'fool' has already spread.

He didn't want to go back and be laughed at.

It's better to follow Edward and Bansey, and bully Bansey from time to time. Such days are really beautiful.

Griffin also wanted to emulate Edward and Bansey to hug Jason, but, under the watchful eye of the female pastry chef, he finally chose to wave, and then quickly caught up with Edward and Bansey.

The three got into the car.

With the roar of the engine, the car quickly disappeared in Sausage Street.

"I need to go back too."

Hannibal picked up his coat.

"I send you."

Jason said so.

Hannibal smiled and pointed to the clinic diagonally opposite.

"Please, we are less than 30 meters away in a straight line."

"What can happen?"

"I'm going back."

After Hannibal finished speaking, he deliberately looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I don't want to wash the dishes. I will leave such a difficult task to Ms. Gilcher."

The voice was lowered, but it was heard by the female pastry chef just right.

"Hannibal, you are not a gentleman!"

The female pastry chef who was cleaning up the tea set reminded Hannibal.

However, Hannibal smiled and didn't answer, just hugged Jason.

He grabbed Jason's back muscles hard.

Although he guessed that Jason had raised his guard, he hoped to remind Jason again.

Then, Hannibal turned around and walked towards his clinic.

At the moment of turning around, Hannibal's face became serious, he quickened his pace, and, after returning to the clinic, without taking off his coat, Hannibal rushed directly to the bedroom.

A danger looms over him!

Hannibal can feel it!

He has to save himself!

He must race against time!

The information and materials he finally collected were still hanging in the bedroom.

But at this time, Hannibal ripped off these things.

Immediately, the words hidden under these things were revealed.

Figure repeat!

'Expulsion' written in figurative language.

very complete format.

This is another layer of protection for the Hannibal Clinic.

Compared with the entire main body of the house, the protection here is the strongest.

If it weren't for the lack of materials and limited knowledge, Hannibal would have filled the room with these pictures.

A candle is lit around Hannibal.

The candles are in a triangle shape. Hannibal stands in the center of the triangle, holding a ceramic bowl in his hand, which is filled with ground sunflower pollen and silver powder. Hannibal gently squeezes a small amount. .

He carefully placed this pinch of mixed powder on the three tips of the triangular candle array.

Stab it!

The flames twitched rapidly.

A unique scent permeated the entire room.

The appearance of the unique fragrance made Hannibal finally relieved.

call!

The obvious sound of exhalation sounded, and Hannibal, who had just relaxed, instantly stiffened.

Because this kind of exhalation sound is not his at all!

from behind him.

The neck is slightly stiff.

Hannibal turned his head.

Behind... nothing.

Hannibal confirmed that he heard correctly.

There was indeed a sound of exhalation just behind him.

wrong!

Not exhale!

Instead blow!

Blowing air... candles? !

Candle!

Hannibal quickly regained his senses. He looked down and saw that several candles had been extinguished under his feet.

This scene made cold sweat instantly climb up Hannibal's back.

Without hesitation, he grabbed a large amount of mixed evil-repelling powder, and Hannibal was about to sprinkle it out, but an invisible force just imprisoned him.

His fingertips have touched the powder that expels evil, but the whole person is unable to move.

Step, step!

In the clear footsteps, the figure of the female pastry chef pushed in the door.

She stared blankly at Hannibal.

The black mist rolled out and was about to drown Hannibal.

Just at this time

Snapped!

The curtains hanging in Hannibal's bedroom were directly smashed.

Jason broke through the window.

Aiming at the black mist in front of him, he raised his hand.

Yi!

A special force field that protects against evil began to gather, lasing the black mist that was about to drown Hannibal.

Chi Chi Chi!

With the sound of a kind of butter melting in the hot pan, the black mist dissipated immediately, and the female pastry chef Seagull in front of him took a step back, Hannibal's restraint was immediately released, and the psychiatrist did not hesitate. Raising his hand, he aimed the powder in the bowl at the female pastry chef and sprinkled it all out.

Chi Chi Chi!

Another peculiar sound.

However, the female pastry chef did not step back this time.

Instead, the black mist made a comeback.

sI oT Yn

'i

In the complete handprint, the force field that protects against evil lashes out again.

This time, Jason didn't aim at the black mist, but at the female pastry chef.

He could see that if he didn't solve the female pastry chef in front of him, the black mist would continue to flow.

clang!

hum!

The power of the invisible force field, lasing on the female pastry chef, is like ringing a bell.

There was a strong vibration, and in the tremor, the figure of the female pastry chef disappeared.

call!

Hannibal breathed a sigh of relief.

The psychiatrist turned his head to look at Jason and wanted to thank him.

But found Jason frowning tightly.

"When I just left the room, Jischel was still washing the dishes."

"Maybe she's faster than me."

"But she doesn't smell of detergent."

Jason said so.

After being prompted by Hannibal, Jason has been silently paying attention to the female pastry chef.

But nothing unusual!

On the contrary, there was an air of unease in the Hannibal Clinic.

Immediately, Jason came here.

Then, he found a scene that surprised him.

Two female pastry chefs!

Jason is sure of this!

Although the two are exactly the same, they are indeed two!

only……

One is a real female pastry chef!

This one in front of you?

Jason couldn't be sure.

Although there was no explanation, Hannibal understood what Jason meant.

The female pastry chef just now should not be a female pastry chef, but something similar.

But such a thing, or something so similar and alike, isn't there any connection at all?

Hannibal was still thinking, but Jason grabbed him by the wrist and rushed straight to the window.

Hannibal did not resist.

Or rather, he trusted Jason's judgment.

Without saying a word, he jumped out of the window with Jason.

And at the moment of jumping out of the window, Hannibal looked back.

I saw the female pastry chef who had just disappeared reappeared.

As before.

only……

Even colder.

It seemed that what he saw was no longer a living person, but a frozen corpse.

And the speed is even weirder.

Almost no movement was seen, and it was already behind them.

The face with a trace of frost was even more sticking to them.

sI oT Yn

Without lashing out the protective evil, Jason let the protective evil cover his entire body and kicked the female pastry chef.

The special force field once again repelled the female pastry chef.

At the same time, it also accelerated Jason and Hannibal to the ground.

"run!"

Jason yelled at Hannibal.

And he didn't move.

He was already exhausted by the overload of provocative protection against evil.

Being able to stand is already the best effort.

One more chance!

Looking at the remaining 3 points of satiety, Jason thought silently.

He knew very well that if he used another protection against evil, under overload, his heart would definitely burst.

However, he had no choice.

Can't run!

Then fight!

Jason looked at the female pastry chef who was getting closer and adjusted his breathing.

He's about to make a last-ditch effort.

Then……

The female pastry chef, who was supposed to be heading towards him, jumped straight past him, chasing after Hannibal in the distance.

Jason was taken aback.

He turned his head to look.

In his vision, Hannibal was about to be caught up, and the speed of the female pastry chef was too fast.

But why go after Hannibal?

instead of me?

Is it because she herself came for Hannibal?

Do not!

no!

She just wanted to kill me!

I can't be wrong!

Is it...

At the moment of crisis, Jason, who was calmer, looked at Hannibal in the distance and Hannibal who was getting closer and closer to his house. A bold guess came to Jason's heart.

In an instant, Jason took a deep breath.

then shout out

"Giselle!"