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

"Hey, Rhett, wake up." The moment Rhett heard someone calling his name, he opened his eyes and sat up, "Oh..." He covered his head and cursed. Like being hit with a sap.

The memory gradually came back, and Reid rubbed his head and asked the companions around him sullenly, "Did those two people disappear?"

"What two people... er..." Emily looked over curiously, but it seemed that the headache was getting worse, and she continued to sit still.

"Just now you came in, a man and a woman who stayed with me and Morgan. The man is about 40 years old, and the girl is younger..." Reid looked at Hu Qi and the others who looked at him with a blank face in surprise, and his voice became more and more serious. The younger he was, he couldn't help shouting at Morgan in the end, "They may not have seen it, but Morgan, you've been with me all this time, have you also lost your memory?"

"I just remember... we came into this house... and then I don't remember anything..." Morgan didn't notice Rhett's pupils constricting sharply, but frowning desperately recalled.

"What?" Rhett felt that the weirdness and powerlessness that he hadn't experienced for a long time came back again, just like every time he received F's bottle before.He tried hard to recall the memories in his mind, but still found that everything was so real, it couldn't be his fantasy!

Wait... Rhett's eyes that looked back and forth unconsciously suddenly focused on somewhere, "Here, where is the previous painting?"

What responded was the blank faces of a group of people, and even disbelief in their eyes.

They must have thought they were hallucinating!Rhett scratched his hair irritably. If the scene in his memory was not so clear, he would definitely think that he was having a dream.

But... what the hell is going on?

Rhett shut his mouth and stopped trying to explain to his companions, because he didn't know how to explain either.

But he had a hunch that he would definitely meet those two strange people again.

Faye didn't know that the vision caused by herself was slowly unfolding in this world, and she didn't know that there would be a transparent traction between her and the big boy she saw just now.She is now walking among the many shelves in the warehouse, examining the labels as she sorts the collection she has just returned.

"C-152...C-156...well, it's here, C-158!" Fay placed the heavy picture frame on the empty shelf with great effort, and pressed the black electronic button next to it, and the erected electronic screen The name and detailed information of the collection are immediately displayed on the screen.

"It's really convenient. Does it have a see-through function?" Fay clapped her hands up and down, and nodded with satisfaction.

No matter how many times you look at these collections, they are really interesting!

Standing on the spot and admiring the angle of his position again, Fay turned to leave, but was suddenly attracted by something in the corner of his sight.

Huh?What a beautiful glass bottle.Relying on his special physique, Faye can reach out and touch the objects without thinking about the function of the collection every time, and this always arouses the envy and jealousy of Atti who is wearing isolation gloves.Fortunately, she was alone this time, and she didn't need to listen to Arti's nagging.

"This is...Jules Verne's drifting bottle... After writing the text, read it silently in your heart, and the bottle will reach the person you want..." Fay hugged the bottle with both hands, looked at the explanation on the screen and read out voice, and gradually became emotionally excited.

A real-life drifting bottle?Faye looked back and forth with great interest. The glass bottle, which looks very ordinary, can really be given to anyone?

She suddenly thought of the "bottle friend" she hadn't contacted since she came to this world: she really missed that silly and cute middle school boy.

Wonder if this bottle works for her?I don't know if it can span time and space?

Fay pursed her lips, and the desire to try it became more and more urgent: If she can contact S, does it mean that she can also contact her family members?Thinking of this, Fay ignored Atiqian's exhortations not to use the collection for personal gain, and his face was full of determination after making up his mind. He opened the glass bottle and took out the paper inside.

Within reach, is the finest parchment.It can't really be something from Jules Verne's era, it's an antique!Thinking of this, the speed at which Faye took out a pen to write did not slow down at all.

"Dear S, I don't know if you can receive the drift bottle this time. I haven't seen you for so long because I have encountered some things beyond my control. You will never believe me when I tell you. If you Really received this message, please reply quickly, this is very important to me..."

After thinking for a long time, Feiy controlled himself from not explaining his adventure when he wrote: If S doesn't receive it, it's useless to write it; if he receives it, he probably won't believe it.

What's more, she doesn't want to be ridiculed by the boy in turn for being a fantasy-loving second-year-old!

It seems that it is conceivable how many powerful arguments a serious and elegant boy would cite to prove this point. Fay curled her lips and walked back slowly with her hands behind her back.

But she didn't even realize that when she saw the re-corked bottle disappear before her eyes, the arc of the corner of her mouth was surprised, and it still hangs on her face until now...

When Faye was humming in a good mood and pushed open the door to the office, she thought for a moment that she had gone wrong—two young faces appeared in the deserted office where only she and Atti had been.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Fay only had time to ask this sentence, and a man's figure immediately covered her eyes, and a deliberately flattering voice rang in her ears:

"Hi, I'm Pete Latimer. It's a privilege for a beautiful woman, just call me Pete..." Fay looked at the man with a bright smile in front of him, a little speechless.The appearance is quite handsome, but the behavior is too... It's the kind of butterfly that I can't deal with the least!

Before she could start verbally taunting back, Faye saw the man's suit pulled back violently at the nape of his neck, and he stumbled ugly.

"Pfft", Fei Yi was instantly amused, and naturally looked at the person who made such a bonus move.This is a beautiful woman with extremely smooth hair and a very capable appearance, but her own charm is destroyed by an old-fashioned black suit.

It's a pity... Fay smacked her lips, then cast admiring gazes, and stretched out her right hand: "Beauty, call me Fay."

He held hers with one hand, but his voice was flattered, "Maika Baining, just call me Maika."

The two looked at each other and smiled, completely ignoring the man who was jumping up and down shouting angrily, "Oh, why did you tell her not to tell me your name?"

"So, you were tricked into coming to the warehouse by Mrs. F?" Fay asked with interest, holding a piece of steaming black tea and a biscuit brought over by Ah Ti just now.

After taking a bite, um, it's crispy and crunchy, which is the kind she likes.Faye didn't notice at all that the way he puffed out his cheeks and chewed something made the two people opposite him hold back their laughter for a long time.

"Ahem... yes, I have already called my former boss and asked him to transfer me back." This was Mika who couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"But having said that, why are you willing to stay in this place where you don't want to shit? And...at your age, you don't look like a detective..." Pete glanced suspiciously at Fay, and he was quite careful when he was serious. of.

"Hmm..." Fay continued to chew the biscuit in his mouth, frowned in distress, and answered vaguely in a vague voice, "Well... this will be hard to say for a while..."

Before they officially became his companions, Faye felt that it would be better not to explain his origins.

——After all, it was a little too unbelievable.

At this time, Reid once again experienced an incredible scene in his life.He returned to Quantico with his BAU companions, but he still couldn't understand why he was the only one who remembered what happened.

He thought of the blue light he saw before he passed out, and couldn't help thinking of the blue light when Rothschild passed out before, thinking about it.

It seems... Only by meeting those two people again can we know the truth.Thinking like this, Rhett suddenly thought of the girl's bright eyes for some reason, as if she had a crush on him...

Cough cough, what is he thinking about?Maybe that was part of their tactic, using girls to get his attention and then knocking them all down.Deliberately ignoring the unspeakable feeling that emerged in his heart, Rhett warned himself like this.

Just pack up and go home.

Rhett pulled the backpack, only to find that the backpack, which was empty, was in the shape of a bulging bag.He is very familiar with the line drawn outside, because he has seen it countless times!

Nervously pursing his mouth, Reid collected himself, opened the backpack and took a look inside...

"what!"

"What's the matter, buddy?" Rhett was widening his eyes in disbelief when he noticed Morgan leaning over worriedly in the next cubicle.

He quickly closed the backpack, put it on his back, and nodded curtly at Morgan, "It's nothing, I just thought there was one thing I didn't do. Goodbye, Morgan, see you tomorrow!"

After dropping this sentence quickly, Reid left in a hurry, but his steps were very brisk, feeling very happy.

"In such a hurry, is he going on a date?" Morgan shrugged, mocking Emily who was sitting next to him.

"Come on." He watched Emily roll her eyes angrily, punched herself, and laughed strangely, completely unaware of the truth about herself again.

And Rhett was walking faster and faster excitedly.His right hand has been stretched into the backpack, with a long-lost bright smile on his face.

——The cold and familiar touch brought him the most intimate warmth.

F, he really missed her a little bit.