It was not far from "My Chinese Restaurant" to Issou's residence, so she walked back and forth every day. However, probably because it was winter, after turning from the main street to the alleyway, there was almost no one to be seen.
However, Yi Su wasn't afraid. It wasn't because she was courageous, but because there were bright street lights on both sides of the road. She was already familiar with this road, so she didn't feel nervous as she walked.
As usual, Issou went home alone, but on the way home, she could not help but laugh when she thought of Wanda and Pietro's hopeless expressions.
She swore that she did not deliberately announce tomorrow's holiday to take revenge on the siblings, but Issou had to admit that Wanda and Pietro's reactions just now did make her laugh.
While she was thinking, a figure suddenly appeared from the side, and Issou's heart skipped a beat.
However, the other party did not seem to think that there was anything wrong with his actions, and asked, "What are you laughing at? You look so happy. "
Issou calmed her beating heart and looked up. When she saw the other party's face clearly, and especially when she smelled the strong smell of alcohol on him, she stopped smiling and greeted the other party coldly, "Good evening, Mr. Smith."
The "Mr. Smith" Issou mentioned was also a neighbor who lived nearby. His full name was Boone Smith, and he was a notorious drunkard. Because he liked to cause trouble after drinking, he had a very bad reputation in the area.
Even Issou, who had just moved in, knew this, but she did not expect to be so unlucky to run into him tonight.
After greeting Smith, Issou planned to go around him and leave, but he reached out to stop her, "Hey, don't be in such a hurry to leave. You haven't told me why you were laughing so happily just now."
Issou subconsciously took a few steps back as he watched the drunk Smith talk and stumble towards him. He was considering if he should just turn around and run. After all, it was a waste of energy to reason with a drunkard.
However, Issou did not expect that there was someone standing behind her. When she took a step back, she bumped into the other party. She was so shocked that she lost her footing. If the other party had not grabbed her shoulders from behind, she would have fallen down.
After Issou steadied himself, he turned around and met a pair of icy blue eyes. "Mr. Lecter?"
Hannibal nodded at Izu and gave her a reassuring look. Then, he pulled her behind him and shifted his gaze to Smith, who was facing them.
Seeing that Smith was about to step forward, Hannibal directly raised his hand and pushed the crutch in his hand against Smith's chest. After the gentleness and kindness faded from his blue eyes, they became particularly cold and gloomy.
He said word by word, "Hop, it."
Hannibal's vocal cords had not fully recovered, so his voice was very hoarse. It did not match his gentle appearance at all and was not even pleasant to the ears. However, Issou, who was completely protected behind him, felt very safe.
She reached out and grabbed Hannibal's coat. Her little head poked out from behind him. She couldn't see his expression and eyes, but she could clearly see that Smith, who was being prodded by Hannibal's crutch, seemed to have suddenly sobered up. He looked at them with a hint of fear in his eyes, and then walked away cursing and swearing.
Issou did not pay attention to what Smith was cursing about. Instead, he noticed that Smith was not staggering at all. He immediately understood —
This guy was obviously pretending to be drunk just now!
Issou was furious. "How can there be such an annoying person in the world?"
He was indeed annoying.
Thinking of the filthy words that Smith had just said, Hannibal's eyes turned cold. However, when Issou turned back, he concealed the coldness in his eyes.
"By the way, Mr. Lecter, can you speak now?" Issou was a little surprised that he had just spoken.
[It's getting better.] Hannibal typed on his phone. [But it will take some time to fully recover.]
"Oh, oh." Seeing this, Issou could not help but laugh. Seeing that Hannibal was looking at her in confusion, she said, "Nothing, I was just thinking that if you didn't speak just now and instead typed to tell Smith to get lost, it would have looked a little funny."
Hearing Issou's words, Hannibal felt that it was inexplicably funny and could not help but laugh. He lowered his head and typed a line of words on his phone. [Are you okay?]
"I'm perfectly fine." Issou spread her hands at Hannibal and smiled sweetly. "I have to thank you for just now. You showed up just in time."
As she spoke, she glanced at the shopping bag in his hand. "Mr. Lecter, you went out shopping again?"
The reason why Izzo said "again" was because she had bumped into Hannibal who was out shopping for the past two nights when she returned home.
[Anyway, I was bored at home, so I thought I might need something, so I went out to buy it.] Although Hannibal was in a wheelchair when he came back, he was not completely unable to walk. Compared to his vocal cords, the injury on his feet was much lighter, and he could walk with a cane.
Seeing Hannibal typing this line of words on his phone, Issou did not know whether to laugh or cry. She touched her face and saw that he was looking at her with a little confusion. She said, "I'm just wondering if I really have a face that's easy to fool."
Lorna had said so before, and Wanda and Pietro also thought so. Now, even Hannibal had made up such a careless reason to fool her.
Hannibal's foot was injured, and it was unlikely that he would walk back and forth for something unimportant. Even if his foot was not injured, according to his personality, he would not do something so inefficient.
Issou knew very well that Hannibal was only doing this because he was worried that it would not be safe for her to walk home alone at night. After all, there had been a few murders recently, and they were serial murders, because the modus operandi in each case was exactly the same.
Hannibal was not stupid. When he heard Issou's words, he knew that she had guessed the reason for his actions. However, he played dumb and typed a line of words on his phone: [Does being easy to fool equate to being cute?]
When Issou saw this line of words, she subconsciously looked up at Hannibal. Sure enough, she saw the same innocent look between his eyebrows and between the lines. She could not help but laugh. She said, "Okay, being easy to fool equates to being cute."
Looking at Issou's expression that said, "I already know whether you admit it or not." Hannibal could not help but laugh. He thought to himself, since she already knows, what difference does it make whether I admit it or not?
Hannibal did not dwell on this topic. Instead, he asked something else: [Did something good happen today? You seem to be in a good mood.]
"How did you see through that?" Issou thought that of course, something good happened today, and it was more than one. For example, the Spider-man with the baby voice was super cute, but she could not say that casually.
So Issou said another good thing: "We now have a total of three waiters in our Chinese restaurant. It will be easier in the future."
[Congratulations.] Hannibal glanced at Issou. [Looking at you, it seems that you are very satisfied with these two new waiters?]
"Of course." Issou thought that they were the Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver, but even if that was not the case, the twins Wanda and Pietro were indeed very likable. "You don't know how funny they are."
She told Hannibal about the reaction of the two siblings when they found out that they were going to have a holiday tomorrow. She also showed him what it was like to have nothing to live for.
Hannibal looked at Issou beside him. The black-haired girl seemed to have a strong vitality, and her every move was full of vitality.
[You have a holiday tomorrow?]
"Yes." Hearing Hannibal's question, Issou also spoke, "It's impossible to have 365 days a day, all year round."
[Do you have any plans to go somewhere?]
"I have an appointment with Jean." Issou said with a smile, "Let's go out together tomorrow. Oh, Jean is Mr. Gray's daughter. Do you know her?"
[Yes.] Hannibal bowed his head and typed the answer on his phone. The light on the screen made his blue eyes look a little cold.
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