Chapter 645

And following the viewers' exclamations.

On screen.

Hannibal continued,

"We have talked about him before."

"Will Graham?"

"He is completely different from me; our perceptions of things are different, but he can deduce my point of view."

"Using the technique of profiling psychopathic criminals?"

"He is quite adept at it, which makes people feel very at ease."

"It is a good thing that someone understands us, Hannibal, or rather, has the ability to understand us, and that also requires trust; you find it hard to trust others."

The woman said, looking into Hannibal's eyes.

Her words hit the nail on the head.

She knows Hannibal very well.

People like Hannibal are basically impossible to trust others.

But this Will... seems to be an exception?

"You need to help me better understand what I want to gain from a friendship and what I don't want."

"Someone is worthy of your friendship."

"Perhaps."

"You have spent a lot of time closing off your heart, Hannibal, so you want to see if there is a smart person who can climb over that wall."

The woman continued to analyze.

And the point of view she raised also made Hannibal realize more thoughts in his own heart.

Sometimes, analyzing things indeed requires an outsider's perspective.

The bystander sees more than the player.

And on the other side.

Will, accompanied by two police officers, arrived at Tobias's string supply shop.

They happened to run into Tobias saying goodbye to a student who had come to learn music.

"I am Will, a special agent from the FBI; are you the shop manager?"

"Yes, my name is Tobias."

Tobias wore an expression of just the right amount of confusion and bewilderment.

As if he had no idea of the purpose of Will and his party's visit.

And all the viewers couldn't help but exclaim when they saw Tobias's natural acting.

"I was just about to send a student out; excuse me for a moment."

"Okay."

Will nodded.

He wandered around the shop on his own.

And Tobias had no intention of running away at all.

He quickly sent the student away, turned back, and said,

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"We are investigating the Douglas murder case; he used to be..."

"The archer."

Tobias answered first.

Without any intention of hiding the fact that he already knew about this.

"Right, do you know him?"

"I've heard a little about him."

Tobias nodded and spread his hands elegantly.

"Baltimore is a small city, and the cultural and art world is even smaller."

"That is exactly why we are here, Mr. Tobias."

"It is said that the murderer cut his throat and tried to play it."

"Why do you say tried??"

"Strings need to be processed; after cutting a person open, you cannot play sound by directly pulling the bow across the internal organs."

Tobias continued to explain.

Incredibly natural, without hiding his professionalism.

But in his words, he unconsciously deflected his own suspicion.

He did not know that the body had been processed.

And his lack of knowledge was even more highlighted by Will's keenness!

Seeing this.

Will also sighed slightly, and in his heart, he seemed to subconsciously rule out part of the suspicion on Tobias.

"The vocal cords were chemically treated, the same way as gut strings; we did not release these details."

"You are looking for someone who knows how to make gut strings, right?"

Tobias continued to perform.

Guessing the intention of Will and his party as an innocent bystander who didn't know anything.

It can be said that the starting point of his acting was seamless!

He walked to a roll of strings in the shop on his own, picked it up, and handed it to Will.

"My goods are all the best gut strings imported from Italy; the string section of the Baltimore Metropolitan Orchestra refuses to use other strings."

"The sound is more orthodox."

"A fuller, deeper sound! Letting music express what words cannot."

And just while Tobias was explaining.

Will's expression suddenly changed.

He seemed to have heard something.

"Did you hear that??"

"What??"

On the side, Tobias and the police officers were all looking blank.

Clearly.

Will's auditory hallucinations were acting up again!

And because of this.

Will walked out of the music supply shop on his own.

He came to the busy street to look for the source of the sound.

Leaving the two police officers in the shop looking at each other.