It's not that Hannibal's methods of killing were subtle or unmarked. The people who were killed died tragically, but from Hannibal who killed, we can see a crazy process that is becoming more and more revealing. If Hannibal in the orphanage was in a state of subconscious depression, then after a series of revenge processes, he began to face the madness in his heart calmly.
The first person, the butcher. The blood slowly seeping from the wound on the butcher's body contrasted sharply with Hannibal's white face and neatly dressed. The last cut, clean. The still incomparably smooth face made people feel that it was not a killing, but a baptism. Home cooks say: No matter what animal, the best meat on the body is on the cheek.
Second, looking at the poor man's eyes with satisfaction, I began to wonder if those two eyeballs would pop out like the black man in the 2001 maniacs. The final sound was quite different, which made one imagine how the head left the body. A streak of blood splattered on Hannibal's face, like a streak of red paint on white rice paper. Hannibal began to taste blood.
The third, very bad killer. Hannibal injected the fluid into other people's bodies, soaked the living and corpses together, and threw the still warm shoes into the crematorium. In his eyes, there is not much difference between these living people and corpses.
The fourth, a pseudonymous restaurant owner. Maybe Hannibal really wanted to let him go, if he hadn't coveted the knife. It's all in Hannibal's calculations: if you don't take the knife, I won't kill you; but you will take it, so you will surely die. During the fight, the blood on Hannibal's face, and the sound of the knife inserted into his skull cracking his skull, was quite crisp.
The last one, the final boss. The knife that was broken by the bullet made Hannibal begin to abandon this tool, and the direct feeding brought him an unparalleled pleasure. "I love you!" he said to his aunt. Fake, I think. If it wasn't for her complete understanding of her nephew, perhaps this woman would be moved. Hannibal, he doesn't love anything in the world.
That's it, Hannibal rose.
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