[Master Criminal Minds] When the Secret Service meets the FBI

After the sparse applause.

A young man stood before the crowd.He has shoulder-length curly hair, not a pale blond, but a darker golden brown.With three-dimensional features and deep eyes, he is a man with a handsome face.

He was wearing a light gray shirt and a black vest, which added a touch of childishness to his already young face, like a student who was still studying in an ivory tower.

Facing the quiet and focused gaze of the crowd, the man seemed obviously a little embarrassed.He put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, touched his forehead nervously with the other, and stammered.

"Hi, my name is Spencer."

"Hi, Spencer." He was greeted by everyone present.

……

The young man was Spencer Read.

He is the youngest agent affiliated with the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit, or BAU, and has three doctorates.Yes, the average person would think he was a genius.Although he himself believes that intelligence cannot be quantified by numbers, Reid does admit that he has an IQ of 187, has a super long memory and reads at 2 words per minute.Well, he is indeed a genius.

And now, the genius doctor is participating in an insider drug rehab session in the Washington branch.There are police officers who are addicted to drugs due to various reasons, such as poor self-control, improper use of medical supplies, and even Reid, who was caught by a madman and injected drugs because of chasing prisoners. Yes, that is commonly known as, unlucky ghost.

After rehab, Rhett was walking home.This was not the first time he had attended a drug rehabilitation meeting, but he was still not quite used to the atmosphere.Although he knew that his drug addiction was not his fault, it was inevitable that he would sometimes feel disgusted with himself.And telling his drug rehabilitation experience in front of a group of people, even if it is just a group of strangers, even if he knows that everyone will pretend to know nothing when they leave here, he still feels embarrassed, as embarrassing as being stripped naked in front of everyone.Yes, it really didn't feel good to remind him of the bullying incident in middle school.

"Crackling——" the old stairs made such a sound, maybe he should change his residence. Reid thought about it as he walked to the door of his apartment.As soon as he took out the key, Rhett followed the light from the gap of the lily window next to him, and seemed to see a shiny thing glowing faintly by his door.

bottle?Rhett raised his eyebrows, and picked it up helplessly. Could it be the trash thrown by the neighbor next door, Miss White?It was really going to be moved, and Rhett, who was thinking so, was holding the bottle and was about to throw it away, when he suddenly found that there seemed to be a note in the bottle.

This is really like a drifting bottle, but the place where it floated is not right.After all, Rhett entered the room with the bottle, and hung up the brown satchel that never left his side all year round, so let's see what ridiculous wishes are written on it.

While opening the cork on the bottle, Rhett thought casually: Humans often like to place their hopes on such unrealistic wishing things. You must know that if this is really useful, the world will definitely be messed up long ago.It's just that boring people are unwilling to work hard, and only hope for the beautiful luxury of getting something for nothing.

So what is written on this note?Reid curiously took out the note in the bottle, and he was really surprised the moment he touched the note.These days, I didn't expect that someone would write notes on parchment paper. I have to say that this made Reed, the original habit holder, couldn't help but feel a little bit of sympathy and affection.

And when he saw the font on the parchment, Rhett almost let out a sigh.He thought that such beautiful cursive characters could only be found in those ancient rare books in the library.But the content of the text ruined all these beautiful atmospheres——

"Hey! Does anyone really use this kind of thing? If you receive my drift bottle, remember to go back the same way. Tell me whether you are handsome or beautiful!"

Such inconspicuous text combined with such textured parchment and cursive characters is simply not an ordinary violation.Rhett's head is almost full of black lines, which is really a blasphemy to this piece of parchment!

What do you mean, does anyone use this thing... How did the owner of this note write it?

What does it mean to go back the same way... Throw it back into the sea?

Reid put the parchment aside indifferently, and got up to make coffee.Recently, I can't sleep all night all night, which affects my working status during the day too much.He needs to refresh himself before he can go to work.Otherwise, his group of talented colleagues would definitely see the clues, although he wasn't sure if they had already seen it and just didn't say it.

Curling his lips, Rhett shuttled through the pantry in the kitchen.He didn't notice that the drift bottle and parchment on the table gradually became lighter, and finally disappeared into the air.

Reid didn't realize that the things that should have been on the table disappeared just like that. He picked up his satchel and prepared to go to work. There was a meeting at 9 o'clock, and it was estimated that there would be new cases. If he didn't leave, it would be too late.

"Bang", the sound of the door closing, Rhett left the room, leaving only silence in the room.