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

When Reid brought Hu Qi and Emily to Garcia, what they faced was a girl with a sad face.

"You mean, the tube of the mask on the farthest little girl fell off, and a wall appeared, separating her from the rest?" Hu Qi stared at Garcia, his face serious.

Seeing Garcia nodding with tears in his eyes, Rhett closed his eyes fiercely. It turned out that they had misunderstood the so-called five victims who would die in ten hours.

Every two hours, one dies.

"Time is running out, we have to get Rossi to speed up the pace." Emily patted Garcia, who had witnessed it firsthand, and then turned to Hu Qi with burning eyes.

"Maybe now is not the time for him to act on his own will." Naturally, Emily could see that Rossi seemed determined to fight the murderer. Although everyone knew that changing people midway might fuel the murderer's arrogance, sometimes they needed to be for the safety of the hostages. What is comprehensive consideration.

How Hu Qi negotiated with Rossi, and who in the end continued to inquire, these issues are not within the scope of Rhett's concern.He is now concentrating on the basic information of the seven victims on the transparent board.This list is what they just eliminated one by one.

These basic information are turned into a steady stream of letters and pictures, spinning rapidly in Rhett's brain, and then constantly combining and updating. He always feels that there seems to be some regularity in it, but... Rhett frowned tightly. , staring at the transparent board with arms crossed: something... something was right in front of his eyes, but he didn't notice it...

"Didi—" is a photo Morgan sent from the missing Robinson's home.Reid looked at the picture where many small toys were neatly arranged in a circle, and the toys were neatly arranged in a straight line in the middle, like a trace across the circle.

Circles... straight lines... intersecting... Rhett handed Hu Qi the phone, licked his lips, and straightened up thoughtfully.

He suddenly thought of the man who pretended to be deep in the car they took Rothschild back in the car just now:

"There is no right or wrong, how can you define perfection?"

"Analytical brains like ours..."

At that time, he thought it was just what the man deliberately said to arouse his sympathy. Did it actually hide his biggest secret?

Rhett muttered words, stepped to the transparent board, and inspected the names back and forth, "Perfect...analysis..."

He felt that his brain was calculating at a fast pace, with countless formulas, letters, and bits and pieces of being with the murderer in his mind...Finally, the thumbs of the man's hands in the interrogation room were tapped rhythmically.

“1-1-2-3-5…”瑞德最终念出这几个数字，在透明板上覆盖着受害人的名字画出一个图形，赫然正是摩根之前拍下照片的缩影。

He knew where the victim was being held!

Knowing that the situation was urgent, Rhett ignored Emily's question, rushed into the interrogation room quickly, and tore off the golden necklace on Rothschild's neck, which had a pendant with a circular pattern on it.

He ignored the murderer's sudden wide eyes and sudden rapid breathing, he just nodded with Rossi and turned away immediately.

Rhett walked in the corridor connecting the interrogation room and the conference room, his steps hurried.He clenched the pendant in his hand, and the pain piercing into his flesh made his brain clearer.

——Time, without delay.

While Rhett was using his extraordinary speed to introduce the golden section line and the Fibonacci sequence to everyone in BAU, and how they were used to find the hiding place of the victim on the map, Fay and Atti were already driving. to Chester.

Here and Prince William County belong to Virginia, not far away, just a few hours' drive away.

"Is there no collection like Tinker Bell's arbitrary door, which can let us reach the destination with a 'swoosh'?" Fay slammed the car door and twisted her neck in pain.Recently, she and Arti have been traveling almost all over the world, and the long journey by means of transportation almost made her almost collapse.

She doesn't think about it at all, how about stepping into the old life with backache and backache early!

Almost without looking, Faye knew that Atti rolled his eyes at him, and then looked at the man looking up at him and said with a straight face, "Yes, of course there are such collections... But we can't selfishly keep the collections for ourselves, this is Things Every Warehouse Agent Should Know..."

"Then what did you use on that white-haired old man just now, air? Don't think that I was watching the wind and didn't notice your movements." Fay snorted angrily, referring to Atti just now A tool used to sheath out where the stash is after knocking out the officer with the target.

She clearly saw Atti put a small red hat on the man's head, and she put on another one at random, and she knew the location in an instant.

Fay dared to say that she dared to bet her entire net worth, it must have been taken from the warehouse!

It is estimated that it is not used for hypnosis or to detect what is in the other party's mind.

"Hmm... Occasionally... use unconventional means in unconventional times..." Ati's arrogance faded instantly, but he immediately regained his composure, pointed at Fay and warned, "But, absolutely not because of selfishness... Use the collection as you like!"

Faye didn't take Ati's warning to heart, this fat and short finger is really weak!She curled her lips, pushed Atti's hand that was almost under her nose, and walked towards the door first.

This is a very beautiful small bungalow, the walls and railings are painted white, together with the surrounding green vegetation, it is like a paradise in a fairy tale.

Who would have guessed that there would be evil collections haunting it?

"Wait." Fay was pulled by a force and almost hit the white doorpost at the door.Looking back, it was the neurotic Ati who was possessed again. He was narrowing his eyes and walking cautiously towards several large plastic buckets at the back of the house.

She couldn't help holding her forehead, and sighed as if giving up: "Okay, what do you want?"

"Ji--", the sound of the tires touching the ground when the car brakes suddenly.But now no one pays attention to these things. Reid, wearing a bulletproof vest with the words FBI on it, jumped out of the car silently and quickly, and together with Hu Qi and the others, they tacitly and cautiously checked the white house that appeared in front of them.

Except for Rossi and Garcia.They're defrauding Rothschild's statement at the headquarters: after all, the killers are confidently and slowly admitting that they can't find clues to any of the previous murders, so the recording of his own triumphant speech is very beneficial to those jurors weapons.

Rhett looked at Morgan and Jordan standing by the gate, nodded to them, and looked around with Hooch—Rosie had always thought that things would not be that simple, and the murderer's fascination with numbers made it impossible for him to violate the laws .This is why they are so cautiously holding back now, they need to rule out the possibility of all traps.

"Hey, guys, come and see here!" Reid and Hu Qi split up and checked carefully.Soon, he found several barrels behind the house, which contained a strong acid solution.

Hu Qi, Morgan and others gathered together and nodded at each other, feeling a lot more relaxed in their hearts.If it wasn't for Rossi's persistent reminder, they would not have checked around the house before breaking through. After all, the safety of the hostages is the most important thing.

It's okay...it's okay... Rhett stroked his chest and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"So much weight, enough to erode the entire house." Hu Qi frowned, startled by the possible tragedy.

"Yes, Jordan and I carefully inspected the gate. The entrance there is a booby trap, and there are faucets everywhere." Morgan continued naturally, "After destroying these devices, we hurried to rescue the hostages."

Although it is possible that the hostages are just bait to attract them, it is not certain that something will happen.But to be on the safe side, they must make this their top priority.

"I'm going to call Garcia and tell you all about it." Jordan took over the work of **, and she was also responsible for the communication.

Calling Garcia directly, rather than Rossi, was a tactic they had planned in advance, and it was a psychological tactic in the criminal interrogation.

Looking at the backs of everyone leaving quickly, Reid pursed his lips, looked back at the dark marks on the ground around the connected pipes, and frowned.

This seems to be the trace of some liquid seeping into the ground... Is it his illusion?Something just feels a little off...maybe it's just a leak of acidic liquid?Reid shook his head, because of his nervousness, he still kept up with his companions after all.

On the land left behind, the deep traces are so obvious.

The matter of kicking the door is naturally left to BAU's door kicking professional.Seeing Morgan's familiar kick, Rhett kicked open the solid wooden door very easily, and curled his lips.He must not tell Morgan where he lives!absolute!

The layout of the house is very post-modernism. Reid carefully scanned the surroundings with a gun in his hand, and everywhere was filled with literary and artistic atmosphere.There are imitations of various rare works of art hanging on the walls: "The Last Supper", "Mona Lisa's Smile"... Rhett also saw various abstract paintings.This murderer is indeed a criminal who claims to have a high IQ, and even his taste is deliberately shown to be in line with his taste.

"Hey, Rhett!" Morgan's voice interrupted Rhett's train of thought. He looked over and found that Morgan was standing cautiously in front of a door with a serious expression.

"Huh?" Reed finally understood where the tension in Morgan's words came from, because a small hole through the glass was exposed above the door, and beside the door was a tripod with a camera.

Someone has been here!This cognition swept Rhett's brain in an instant.His face suddenly became serious, and he stood cautiously on the other side of the door, signaling Morgan that he was ready.

Forcibly break through!The profile never indicated that Rothschild had an accomplice. Reid suppressed the doubt in his heart, and suddenly thought of the scene that made him feel weird just now, and it was somewhat clear.

Garcia is currently cooperating with Rossi to interrogate the murderer, so it was not possible to find out in time whether someone entered the surveillance.

Rhett thought silently, and then saw the heroic black detective nodding his head lightly, and counted tacitly in his heart, one, two, three!With Morgan's quick touch, Redra opened the door.

Sure enough, the key on the door was just inserted.

Someone came in after the murderer left!

Knowing that Morgan came in after him, Reid first pointed his gun at the room. Here was an empty room, only four gas masks hanging from the ceiling alone along the line.

Then, there is a painting on the wall.

There are also paintings hanging here?Reid frowned, feeling suspicious in his heart, but suddenly found that the wall facing him suddenly moved away, and a girl's head was squeezed out of the gap with difficulty, shouting loudly: "Don't close the door! !"

This is the same girl that was with the chunky guy before!Reid immediately reflected this fact and heard this shout.He didn't look back, he just watched the girl's actions cautiously, and didn't put down the gun in his hand.

Whether it is an enemy or a friend, everything is unknown.

"Hey!" The girl didn't care about the gun in Reid's hand at all, she seemed to see something here, twisted her body anxiously, trying to get through the narrow gap, and waved her hands vigorously.

"Don't close the door, bastard!"

Accompanied by this violent scream, Rhett only heard a loud and merciless voice behind him.

"Oh!"

— the door is closed.