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

After seeing off Morgan, who was still worried, Rhett pursed his lips—it's not that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't know how to say it, and he didn't even know why he cared about it.

Rhett sat on the sofa blankly, staring at the front unconsciously, rarely thinking about anything, his mind was empty for a long time.Then, he walked slowly to the bottle that had been exuding his own presence, and bent down to pick it up.

Every time he encountered difficulties, F's words were always able to save him by chance. It was a hand that suddenly stretched out when he was deep in the swamp, pulling him out of the abyss countless times.

This time, he unfolded the note with hope, at a speed that could even be called impatience.

This time, however, Rhett was disappointed.

To be precise, F's words were not unhelpful.Reid lowered his eyes, looked at the words on the note, and unconsciously read out: "...Use your ingenuity...Rescue the hostages...Believe in you, it can be done..."

Just... believe it?

Rhett murmured, and suddenly thought of a very important thing: the hostage F mentioned?This time it looks more like a kidnapped child.

It seems that she really didn't know what happened to her. Everything before was just a coincidence?

Reid didn't know whether he wanted F to be just an ordinary person, or a strange person with special functions.He looked at the note in his hand complicatedly, watching what he thought in his heart bit by bit.

——"F, who the hell are you?"

Rhett knows that this is a bit risky. If F really has his own unspeakable secrets, he may be scared away by himself and will never contact him again.

In that case, will he regret it?

Rhett watched the note and the bottle slowly disappear into the air, and a trace of complicated meaning emerged in his heart.He frowned, and covered his tight mouth with his hands, but suddenly found that the moment the note disappeared, suddenly like a phoenix nirvana, a pinch of fiery red flames burst out.

He looked over in surprise, opened his mouth slightly, and watched the flames burn more and more vigorously, then extinguished instantly and disappeared.

The heat in the air I just felt subsided instantly, and everything returned to darkness, as if nothing had happened just now.

Reid frowned tightly, put his hand down, and accidentally touched his backpack.He looked at the place where the note disappeared just now, and was extremely surprised: he had never seen this scene before!

The feeling of the empty backpack in his hand suddenly flashed a thought, and Rhett remembered where the disobedience he felt just now came from.

The previous bottle that appeared in his backpack has disappeared!

Rhett hurriedly pulled the backpack and turned it vigorously, no!But he obviously hadn't opened that bottle before, and he would never disappear before!

But after disappearing this time, a new bottle appeared immediately.

Rhett's brain was thinking quickly, he didn't pay attention before, but now thinking about it carefully, the content of this note is actually F's reply to the message he sent on the plane this morning.

So, what's inside the bottle that appears and disappears in the middle?

Reid felt that all of this was a little bit weird, and coupled with the previous abnormal scene, he suddenly thought of an unlikely possibility:

Is the existence of the bottle itself about to collapse, so that these visions will appear?

If his thinking is correct, Rhett stroked his chin, and silently sorted out the thoughts of the matter in his mind: he replied to F in bottle 1; F's reply was in bottle 2, but it disappeared; so the reply continued to appear in bottle 3 in.

Is this the evolution or death of the bottle?

For the first time, Rhett felt that his brain was not thinking enough, because these cognitions had already exceeded the scientific scope of his understanding.

He is like a baby, facing the gate of the new world, at a loss.

Rhett, who has been disturbed by the change in the bottle, did not sleep well, and on the second day, he really looked sleepy due to lack of sleep. In Morgan's eyes, he thought it was caused by last night's nightmare. He patted Rhett's face. Shoulder, persuaded earnestly as a person who has been here:

"Young man, you have to know, take a break to concentrate yourself, and no one will look down on you because of it."

"I just want to save that boy." Reid looked at Morgan speechlessly, shook his head slightly to express his disapproval, and passed him by, "We should go."

They are now going to the funeral of the first victimized boy.

Hu Qi persuaded his parents to open the funeral, because they had profiled his guilt from the killer's grooming of the boy before, and he was very likely to come to the scene.

And what they can do is to find the murderer based on the profile.

However, while others carefully observed the funeral crowd, Rhett's eyes were deeply attracted by the buried coffin.

He seemed to see the coffin door slowly opening, and a curly-haired little boy slowly sat up, looking at himself with accusations and blame in his eyes: "Why didn't you save me?"

Reid narrowed his eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, and was about to say something, but suddenly saw a woman with a little boy standing on the other side of the coffin.

The little boy in the arms of the thin and tall woman had an innocent expression. Looking at this side, he was wearing a pair of thick glasses that did not match his age.

Rhett's eyes widened suddenly, the pair of mother and son were clearly him and his mother when they were young!

The long-lost memories flooded back into his mind in an instant, and the huge amount of information gave Rhett a headache. He breathed heavily, covered his head, and responded to Morgan's inquiry.

"I've been here before."

Although Emily and Rossi found a suspicious man with a mobile phone to take a video at the funeral, after bringing it back for interrogation, they found that he was not the murderer they were looking for.

Because he was indifferent to their temptations, he did not know the details of the case at all.

What makes people even more depressing is that the real murderer called Mike's house again and asked the FBI to answer the phone.

Of course he used voice-changing props.

Hu Qi was the leader of the team, so he naturally took over the phone and skillfully dealt with the murderer on the other side.

And now, everyone at BAU is gathered in the cafeteria, listening to the recording of the phone call.

Facing the impatience of the host Craig's remarks about arresting the wrong person, Reid just turned over a page of the document in his hand, which was the transcript of the phone call.

"I don't think it's a man." Rhett raised his head, met the eyes of everyone who was attracted by his words, licked his lips, and continued to analyze, "Did you notice the adjective he used to describe the boy's clothes?"

Everyone immediately recalled that the murderer excitedly pointed out the negligence of the parents of the first victim boy on the phone: they didn't notice the boy's preference for clothes at all.At that time, the murderer's tone was extraordinarily agitated, as if this was a very unforgivable thing for him.

"She's talking about blue shoes and lime green Oxford clothes. Men won't notice such specific details." Rhett became more and more excited as he spoke, and his speech speed slowly accelerated, as if he had returned to his own domain. Same in class.

Both Morgan and Emily agreed with Reid's point of view, which made BAU's genius doctor feel more confident that he had played his due role, and explained to Mike's parents more confidently, "Male murderers will emphasize competition, not sacrifice." Concerned, they are more concerned that they are better than the FBI."

Hooch finally called Garcia and asked her to check the registration plate records for the funeral to see if any women qualified.

Unfortunately, the result is 0.

However, the file analysis that Reid is best at is not limited to this. He also saw from some of the murderer's words "locked up" and "only 3 minutes of talk time" that she had been under long-term control.

Because of his mother, Rhett naturally knew that most psychiatric institutions would have a strict control over the time when patients answer the phone every day, so it is not surprising to guess from this.

For this reason, it is also normal for him to show up in a psychiatric hospital in Las Vegas with the profiled documents now.

Reid looked at the hospital administrator who was coming, and briefly explained, please ask him and the heads of other psychiatric hospitals to see if there are any newly released women who fit the profile.

He watched the old doctor stride away, and then slowly walked up to a woman in a red coat. He stood firm and looked down at her with a complicated expression.

Rhett did not forget the memory that he suddenly remembered before.

However, just when he sat on the stool and greeted dryly, he was about to ask his mother about Riley Jenkins. It was Morgan who had asked the local police detectives for him before and confirmed that he was four years old. The name of the murderer who murdered a little boy when he was [-] years old, Rhett suddenly found a familiar weight on his leg.

The transparent drifting bottle slowly emerges, slowly outlining its own shape in the air.Rhett carefully sat upright, pretending not to see it, because he didn't want to be seen popping out a bottle that appeared out of nowhere.

Obviously, however, this hope was immediately dashed.

Rhett heard an exclamation, it was from his mother.He looked up, only to find that his mother's eyes were wide open in horror, and she covered her mouth, but the voice came out from between her fingers: "Spenser, what's on your leg!"