All Worlds Madhouse

"Yes, it's farmland." Will continued: ".This is an ogre who knows how to enjoy himself. If you think about it this way, then this person's characteristics should be consistent with those of the previous criminals."

After listening to Will's words, Jack hesitated for a while: "Such a person who knows how to enjoy himself. Don't you think he is a special person?"

Will also nodded: "Yeah. It's very similar to him, but we all know that he is locked up and has no chance to come out to commit crimes."

At this moment, the black note in Ziliang's hand seemed to tremble suddenly.

Ziliang was stunned. He quickly opened the note and saw that on a certain page of the note, several twisted handwriting gradually began to appear. However, as soon as some traces were revealed, they disappeared again. It went on and on. It is as if there is a pen writing and an eraser constantly erasing it.

Ziliang had never seen a compass like this before. It seemed to sense something, but for some reason, it kept denying its perception.

"Who was the person you just talked about?" Ziliang couldn't help but ask.

Jack was silent for a while: "A man named Hannibal."

"Hannibal?" Ziliang repeated the name, but the notes were still being written and erased over and over again, as if he was trapped in some kind of endless loop that he couldn't get out of.

"Who is Hannibal?" Ziliang asked again.

Jack's brows furrowed deeply: "This is not something you should care about."

"I am Will's psychological counselor. I need to understand this." Ziliang retorted. Of course, he already knew what kind of answer he would get.

really.

"You can know a lot of things, but not including Hannibal." Jack's attitude was very firm, and after saying this, he almost didn't give Ziliang any chance to refute, and just ignored him.

But this attitude is almost like telling Ziliang that there is a big problem with this person named Hannibal!

This is all Will's work at the murder scene. As for evidence collection, analysis, or post-case investigation, Jack's men will naturally handle it, so before some evidence is analyzed and the results are obtained, Will's participation is no longer needed here. .

So after a simple farewell, Ziliang and Will left the scene of the murder.

Along the way, Ziliang had a casual chat with Will, roughly understanding Will's living conditions, work, hobbies and so on. It turned out that this man was really just a bachelor with no hobbies. If he ignored his transcendence Beyond ordinary people's abilities, he is a typical older otaku.

Of course, as Jack said, Will didn't seem to like talking about Hannibal, so Ziliang didn't get any useful information out of him.

In the end, the two said goodbye to each other and went their separate ways.

Not long after, Ziliang returned to his small hospital. At this moment, it is 1 o'clock in the afternoon. It stands to reason that the guy who has been pretending to be sick and wants to take advantage of Harry Quinn should have a stomachache on time again. However, it seems that he did not come today. Calculating it, it should have been when Ziliang was away a few days ago. , I have already met "Peggo".

But Ziliang didn't seem to care about such trivial matters. He walked into his office thoughtfully, took out the "Compass" and started reading.

And on the page, the distorted handwriting is still stuck in a loop.

Ziliang pouted, shook the black note up and down, and patted it in a haphazard way, as if he were dealing with a TV that had lost its signal. Of course, this method cannot really photograph the compass back.

"What's wrong?" Harry Quinn appeared out of nowhere and asked, leaning against the door.

"I don't know either, but something seems to be wrong!" Ziliang muttered a little depressed.

"Is there something wrong? Is it your head?" Quinn said with a smile, and then took out her syringe: "I can help you treat it."

"There's something wrong with the compass. I don't think you can cure it. And I'm afraid you can't cure my disease."

Quinn also saw Ziliang's depression: "Can there be problems with the compass?"

"It didn't happen before, but it seems to have been affected by some force. Now, um, it's stuck."

Quinn shrugged: "When you are sick, look for a doctor. When you are hungry, look for a chef. If the compass is broken, there is always someone who can fix it."

"Hey——" Ziliang sighed again after hearing this.

"Of course I know someone who can fix it, but you don't see the 'craftsman' guy, he's got something wrong with his brain."

Harry Quinn seemed to be interested: "Do you have more brain problems than old Joey?"

Ziliang shook his head: "Old Joey is just stupid. If you don't care about his shortcomings, he is quite easy to get along with. Even after a long time, you will find him a bit cute. But 'Artisan' is so Bad temper. Let’s put it this way, if I recover, he will be the first one I beat.”

Although Ziliang said he was very indignant, his body was still very honest, so after a while, he compromised. After all, without a compass, it is too difficult to find a piece of sin in such a big world. He's so lazy to fuck him

Therefore, Ziliang came to his computer that should have been eliminated long ago and pressed the switch.

no response.

Then he followed the wires, inserted some plugs into the sockets, and poked for a long time.

With a "buzz" sound, the computer seemed to finally start up. After a series of creaking noises, the screen lit up.

At this time, Harry Quinn also came over curiously. Through the dusty screen, he saw that there was almost nothing on the screen, only three options.

【factory】

【Tavern】

【Pig Farm】

Zi Liang lit up a cigarette bitterly and then clicked on the [Factory] option.

After a while, an image similar to audio sound waves appeared on the computer screen.

"What's up?"

Harry Quinn heard a voice coming from him, it must be the so-called "craftsman".

In her mind, this person was called a 'craftsman', so he should be a grumpy man with a beard wearing a suit similar to Old Joey's, a suit of tendons, holding a hammer, and a beard. .

However, to her surprise, the voice coming from the audio was very young, and her tone was very gentle, even a little cold.