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

At this time, Fay was sitting in front of the computer in the room, habitually trying to open Penguin, but found that there was no installation in Linna's hotel computer.

She scratched her hair, and rolled her eyes at her rough nerves: Not all computers in the United States will install Tianchao's chat software on them.

Although he was no longer in the original world, even after installing it, there was no one he knew to chat with, but Fay still clicked on the webpage of the search engine, entered keywords, and clicked lightly to confirm.However, she was surprised to find that there was no installation web page information.

Could it be that it blocked the firewall of the Celestial Dynasty?Or is it because the information is on a later page?

Fei Nu pursed her lips and typed quickly on the keyboard again. This time she purposely entered the search page in China.

But, still no!In the following time, she used almost all the methods she could think of, but she didn't find any clues about QQ.

Faye slumped on the bed, finally accepting the fact that such a chat tool does not exist in this world.

Doesn't there even exist such a little connection with the past world... Fay covered her eyes with her hands, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Let's go to sleep, just now Arti called to say that he will go out with him tomorrow, and he has a task.

Hmm, if this can be called a "telephone"?

Thinking of this, Fay, who was somewhat decadent, became interested, took an iron box on the bedside table, and looked through it.

In fact, this is more in line with the definition of a two-way video intercom than a telephone.Open the lid of the box like a book, and you can see a protruding glass screen inside, which should be the so-called video screen.And below the screen there is a row of black and red knobs, maybe a dial?

Fay wrinkled her nose and threw it up in disgust.Such a bulky guy really doesn't fit her aesthetics.Why can't you carry a mobile phone?

She couldn't help but think of the proud expression on Atti's face when he answered this question just now: "This Farnsworth is not like a phone, even if you are underground, there will be a signal. Moreover, it will never be traced Signal."

Well...Fane...Swarth?What a mouthful name, why not give it a cute nickname!

Arti is completely unaware that the special warehouse communicator invented by the great Philo Farnsworth has been renamed by the new warehouse inspector Fay to an unrecognizable and imposing name.

"Well, Xiaofa. It's such a happy decision!" Faye nodded seriously, and closed Xiaofa's iron cover.

Lights out, sleep!

The netizen Rhett, who was completely forgotten by Faye, is now interrogating the murderer who killed Gary Max. In fact, he is the father of the child Riley who appeared in his dream before-Mr. Lou Jenkins.

Just when he was about to ask his father whether William Read was involved, the door of the interrogation room opened.

Rhett yelled without thinking, thinking it was the inspector who wanted to stop all this. He was a good friend of William and Lu.

"Spenser, it's me." A familiar voice came faintly, Rhett followed the sound, and opened his mouth in amazement: two people he was very familiar with appeared at the door—his parents.

In the conference room, Rhett sat on the sofa, watching his mother who was nervously sitting on the chair rubbing her hands uneasily, listening to her tell the truth about the past.

"He also found you. You were playing chess near that park, remember?"

Rhett's memory gradually became clear with his mother's words, and the vague image of the man gradually became clear.

"Did he...do anything to me?" Rhett swallowed nervously and asked dryly.He learned from the information that Gary Max was a pedophile. Although he had no relevant memories in his mind, Rhett wasn't sure if it was because his brain automatically blocked some unpleasant memories.

Fortunately, his mother quickly denied it.She slowly recalled the memories that had been dusty for a long time, and told Rhett, and the man beside Rhett, standing against the desk—her former husband, Rhett's father, William.

……

Rhett lowered his head, blinked desperately, trying to swallow the guilt and regret that came up.He pursed his lips, squirmed a few times, finally looked up at his father, and immediately lowered his head.

"I got everything wrong, sorry." When he learned that all he had experienced, and the pressure from his parents to hide the truth of the murder for his friend, was the reason for the separation of the two, Rhett couldn't help but be moved.What's more, he always thought that protecting his father was the murderer...

After all, there was an unavoidable tinge of choking in his voice.

However, what responded to him was the same heavy apology from his father sitting next to him.

——Because of the fact that he abandoned their mother and son no matter what.

Inside the hospital, Reid couldn't help but smile as he watched the newly baked happy scene of his godson, his wife, and Will's family through the glass.

There are actually many happy families.

This knot in his heart was finally untied, but Rhett, who let go of a big rock in his heart, did not feel much easier because of it.Because, for a week in a row, he did not receive any drift bottle from F.

It's something that hasn't happened since they started chatting steadily.

Reid began to carefully check his surroundings from the time he got on the return plane.However, until he carefully looked around and returned to his apartment, he walked around several times, but still found nothing.

F... Is something wrong...

Maybe, after F has been busy for a while, he will recover...

With such self-comfort, Rhett slowly fell into sleep.

However, things did not improve at all.

For the next month, there was no news from F.

Reid thought of the change in the bottle before, frustrated and sad.In fact, this is the harbinger of the interruption of the chat, but he damned never thought of asking F's real situation!If he had done that, maybe they would still be able to meet in reality.

But now... Rhett could only silently hope that one day a familiar bottle would suddenly appear in front of him emitting a faint light.

"Hey, have you noticed that Rhett likes to be in a daze recently?" Morgan sank his body into the soft sofa back, turned his head and said to Emily beside him.

"Well, it seems to be after returning from Las Vegas." Hearing the gossip, Emily put down the case files in her hands, and looked at Rhett not far away, looking at the sky outside the plane window in a trance.

"If it weren't for the fact that I know Rhett's character well, and I haven't noticed that he has become very busy recently, I would definitely think that he is lovesick." Morgan withdrew his gaze, shrugged, and met Ai Millie gave a "how is that possible" look.

He didn't know that, to some extent, he had the truth!

However, the situation that made Morgan and the others just curious for a while did not disappear, and instead became more and more serious.They found that Rhett always became very nervous when he was working, and he always looked around in surprise when he heard something, as if he was looking for something, and then sat back with a disappointed face and continued to be in a daze.

Morgan and the others even suspected whether it was the sequelae of the previous incident, but according to the doctor, Reid had been out of drug addiction symptoms for a long time, and there was no other sign that he was addicted again.

So, why?

Morgan and the others were always puzzled, and even planned to have a good chat with Reid, but he always dragged the topic away.

You know, Rhett's ambiguity, each of them can see it.

Is it really spring?

Although Morgan, Emily and others couldn't believe it, they had to admit that this was almost the only possibility left now.

For Rhett, life was finally coming to pass.Although it feels uncomfortable to suddenly lose contact with F, the best friend in life, he can't be too disappointed.

Rhett pursed his lips. It's not that he didn't see the increasingly worried eyes of Morgan and the others during this period of time, and it's not that he didn't understand their jokes and wanted to make himself happy, but... please allow him to indulge himself...

For a lost... rare friend...

He settled down, and now he and Rossi are attending a lecture for college students about the FBI.The joke he'd just told in class about changing a light bulb takes a few existentialists, and surprisingly no one got it.

To be precise, it's not a surprise.Reid looked at the funny elder who was leaning against the podium and made people laugh, and scratched his hair boredly.In fact, he knows that his jokes have always failed to resonate with ordinary people.

It's just that recently, he has rarely experienced this kind of boredom.

Because, F.

Every time she saw the joke in the note, he couldn't help but smile knowingly when she replied.No matter if she is seriously discussing the knowledge in his jokes, or just making fun of his pretentious second-year appearance... at least Rhett can feel that he is talking normally with people.

Pretending to be a high-school second-year look... Regarding the adjective F used at the time, Reid remembered that he had argued with her for a long time, but in the end he was led away from the original intention by the girl with divergent thinking.

Thinking of this, the corner of Reid's mouth couldn't help evoking a smile, which was funny but felt nostalgic at the same time.

F, he doesn't even know her real name.If one day they really meet, will they just pass by each other like they are often shown in movies, but they don't notice it at all?

Rhett felt a little sad, but heard the warm applause from the crowd, and knew that Rossi's speech had come to an end, so he stood up and followed Rossi out.

Perhaps, the most important thing is to grasp the present.