Chapter 186: As the Saying Goes, Human Relations and Worldly Wisdom
Looking at the figure of Kaito Kidd going away, Maiev's eyes gradually flickered.
"Hannibal? From Kaito Kidd's tone, he seems to be very sure that the team leader was captured by Hannibal, and Hannibal will not kill the team leader."
"Will the ogre be so easy to talk to?"
Maiev thought it was impossible.
The FBI's cases related to Hannibal have always been led by Starling.
Except for herself, not many agents know what happened back then.
There are very few archival materials left. People only know that Hannibal is a cruel and terrible ogre, and it is unknown how many people died in his hands.
Basically no one has paid attention to other information.
There is no information channel for those who want to pay attention.
Including Maiev, who was selected by Starling as a member of the team, she did not know much about Hannibal's intelligence.
"It seems that there is a deeper relationship between the team leader and Hannibal..."
Because of Kaito Kidd's words, Maiev began to think that many of Starling's behaviors were indeed very strange.
She was too obsessed with Hannibal, and her obsession was not like that of a normal female FBI agent.
This made Mave think of a widely circulated "rumor" in the FBI National Academy.
The general content was that a female agent of the FBI had an emotional dispute with a major criminal in a certain case.
Although the agent woke up at the last minute and cut off this relationship with the criminal.
But that experience still left an indelible mark on the female agent, so that her mental state was deeply affected.
Every year's psychological evaluation was just barely at the passing level, and if she was not careful, she would be forced to undergo psychological treatment or be directly suspended.
This also led to the fact that the female agent would never have the opportunity to be promoted in her life, no matter how great and how many contributions she made.
This rumor existed in the academy for many years, and no one knew who the female agent in the story was, and no one knew whether it was true or false.
Most people just regarded it as a legend. After all, who could imagine that the FBI would have feelings for a serial killer?
However, Maiev now had different ideas than before.
She began to suspect that it might not be a rumor...
With a heavy heart, Maiev decided to try her luck in the Audisburg area as Kaito Kid said.
Maiev didn't want to care about what secrets Starling and Hannibal had.
But whether it was because of the relationship between the senior and junior in the FBI or the personal relationship between the two as both a teacher and a friend, Maiev had to rescue Starling.
Even if there were thousands of difficulties and dangers.
"Hmm? Did I forget something..."
After walking a few steps, Maiev suddenly stopped, feeling that she had forgotten something very important, but she couldn't remember it no matter how hard she tried.
"Shit! My gun is still in Kaito Kid's hand!"
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"Oh, I forgot to return the pistol to her."
On the other side, Maggieson, who was flying to Wayne Tower, suddenly found that Maiev's gun was still in his hand.
Maggieson fell into deep thought, should he throw away the pistol, or throw it away, or throw it away?
It's not good to throw objects from high altitudes.
"Forget it, let's keep it for now."
Maggieson put away the pistol.
Suddenly, Maggieson's hand paused, because he found that there was a building not far ahead, and the height was only a dozen meters shorter than his.
Maggieson immediately adjusted the angle slightly, flew towards the building, and threw the pistol down.
Very good, so there will be no high-altitude throwing. I am really an environmental genius.
Is there a direct relationship between high-altitude throwing and environmental protection?
It seems not.
But is there a problem?
No problem.
"I thought you would fly back and return the gun to her."
Charlie lay on Maggieson's shoulder and rolled his eyes at him.
In order to make it convenient to take Charlie with him when using the hang glider, Maggieson specially installed a safety belt on his shoulder that can be connected to the hang glider frame.
It can just protect Charlie firmly, so that even if Maggieson uses the hang glider to do some dangerous stunts, Charlie will not be thrown out.
"When we get back, she shouldn't be there anymore."
Magison said with certainty.
"Don't underestimate the FBI. Even if they are rookie agents, they won't be favored by people like Starling if they don't have some skills. It's not difficult for her to get weapons."
"Otherwise, how do you think they survived in Gotham without ammunition supplies?"
Magison smiled slightly.
"Do you remember when I used the magazine to scare her just now? The most commonly used pistols in the FBI are modified from M1911A1. You know I never use these guns and ammunition."
"Do you think I really have such high-end goods as the modified magazines exclusive to the FBI?"
Charlie's tail shook.
"Where did you get the magazine just now?"
"I didn't say that my magazine was from the FBI. It was just a very ordinary Glock pistol magazine. I took it from one of Bane's men, along with the gun."
McGilson took out another pistol like a magic trick. It was the Glock he mentioned, and the magazine had been removed.
Charlie noticed that the Glock that Maggieson took out was exactly the same model as Mave's pistol.
"I see."
Seeing this scene, Charlie instantly understood what was going on.
Mave's own pistol had actually been emptied of bullets a long time ago. The gun she was using now was just taken from other gangsters.
In so many days, she should have changed more than one or two weapons.
"So, there's no need to worry about what will happen to her without a pistol. Maybe she has seized a new gun now.
McGilson casually threw the Glock with the magazine removed down again.
"Hey, we are now above the intersection. There are no buildings below to catch your gun! "
Charlie shouted in dissatisfaction.
"Don't worry, the people who come out to the streets now are either thugs or gangsters, and it's not a bad thing to hit them. "
Madison chuckled.
Some people might say, you are inconsistent. Didn't you just say you didn't want to drop objects from high places? How come you forgot it just now?
This is serious.
Madison threw the pistol without bullets on the ground. If it fell next to a good person who needed help, he could just use it for self-defense.
It doesn't matter whether there are bullets or not, it's enough to scare people.
This is a good thing.
So what is this called?
This is called human feelings.
If it hits the head of a thug and kills a bad guy directly, or is picked up by a bad guy, it is also a gun without bullets, and he can't do evil.
This weapon sent by God is useless, and they will think that God doesn't want them to kill people.
It saved a lamb who has lost his way.
So what is this called?
This is called worldliness.
This is worldliness.