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

A dedicated shooting range inside the Ministry of Justice.

Fay put down the gun in his hand, took off his glasses, and threw them on the table in front of him, a little discouraged.

On the target facing her column, there are only a few bullet holes, let alone the number of rings.

Sure enough, did she have a conflict with something like a pistol?Hit rate is too low.Although most of the warehouse agents usually use Tesla guns, its recoil is greater than that of ordinary loading pistols. With her accuracy... When can I really have my own exclusive Tesla?

Atti's stern face, which refused to show mercy, and Pete's gloating grimace suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Faye gritted his teeth resentfully, and raised his pistol.

Get in position and shoot!

"Bang", very good, it was still the muffled sound of bullets bouncing on one side of the wall.

Faye's face was almost wrinkled, she was almost in tears, why didn't she hit it!

"There is a problem with the way you shoot." A faint magnetic voice suddenly entered Fay's ears, which was slightly familiar.

She looked back, and there was a man wearing a gray T-shirt and casual trousers standing beside her. His serious facial expression could not reveal his true emotions.

It's called... what is Hodge.Fay knew that he was Rhett's boss, the leader of BAU.They'd met a few times before at the Atlanta Police Department, and had even been... her and Atti's stunners, though he couldn't remember the last one.

Feeling a little weak all of a sudden, Feiy touched his head embarrassingly, then stretched out his right paw, "Hello."

Feeling that the serious man is almost ready to touch, very polite, but Faye feels that she is a bit at a loss for words: she is not good at dealing with men with facial paralysis and few words!

Fortunately, I don’t know if the other party saw her discomfort, so he took the initiative to say: "Don't deliberately keep a straight line. Use your arm to align the shooting direction, it will cause a strong twist of the fuselage and affect the hit..."

Hey, is that so? Isn’t it always said that three points and one line are easier to shoot if you keep a straight line?Faye sighed in amazement, and immediately turned her attention back to listen to the explanation of the man in front of her.

——If you can become the leader of BAU and go out to the field, you must at least be a sharpshooter.

Fei changed his mind like this, and like a studious student, he was tirelessly absorbing the other party's teachings based on experience.

"Whether you are holding a gun with one hand or two, you must first stand firmly... Hold the pistol properly, and your wrist must be tight... Continue to exert force on the trigger, and pay attention to the control of the recoil..."

Sure enough, the experienced teacher explained it in an easy-to-understand manner, and it is super easy to use!Faye, under Hodge's guidance, tried to shoot a round.

They all hit the target, and none of them missed it!

Although the number of rings that hit the red heart is a bit short, for her, this is a real transformation!

Faye stared at the indifferent Hodge with bright eyes, clasped his hands together, "Please be my teacher!"

——Teacher for life, you don’t have to worry about shooting!

Looking at the little girl who jumped up in front of him like a bunny, Hodge had a smile in his eyes: It really matches well.

"Actually, it shouldn't have been surpassed..." Hodge said slowly, without answering Faye's question about apprenticeship, but his voice was full of smiles, "Just looking at your grades, I thought of someone from the past. , he also has such a messy shooting method and terrible results..."

Messy, horrible... Fay felt the feeling of being shot continuously, "Hey, what happened to him then?"

——With such a sharpshooter teacher, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

"Him? Hmm..." Suddenly thinking of his stupid subordinate, and then looking at the curious girl in front of him, Hodge made a rare gossip, "You can ask him yourself."

"what?"

Hodge smiled when he heard the girl's question, and was about to answer when the "Didi" phone rang.He nodded apologetically to the disappointed girl, connected the phone and walked aside.

Fay squatted on the ground bored, picking the rivets on his shoes. Who was that person Hodge was talking about?

"Uh...that..."

She raised her head when she heard the voice, and saw that the man was still holding the phone and condescending with a suppressed smile on his face, only then did she realize that her actions were a bit indecent.

Fay jumped up quickly, patted the non-existent dust on the clothes, and faced Hodge with an expression that nothing happened just now, "Is there a case?"

Hodge nodded, and didn't reveal much, even though the other party was half of his peers.

Saying goodbye to Huo Qi, who did not become a teacher, Fay clenched his fists vigorously to cheer himself up, and prepared to continue practicing.

——Be sure to hit 10 rings today!come on!

A light and fluffy word floated over, instantly breaking the momentum she had just accumulated:

"That person is Rhett."

Hey!Faye recently heard that the word count of this name is really a bit too much, and there is a bit of conditioned reflex-the blush exploded with a "boom".

She puffed up her cheeks and turned around with a dissatisfied face, only to find that the man who said those words just now had almost walked out of the shooting range.

snort!Everyone loves to tease her, even a man with such a paralyzed face is no exception!

She covered her scalded faces, trying to cool down with her icy hands, but found that everything was in vain.

The blond boy's doting eyes and that sweet confession reappeared in front of him again...

Ahhhhh!Don't come out again, you bastard!She put down the gun angrily, lost her mood, and went home!

"Buzz—" a familiar buzzing sound.

"Why?" Faye asked angrily, tilting his head awkwardly, not wanting the people over there to see his strangeness.

"We caught a signal, in Philadelphia."

Concise and powerful straight to the point, Feiy hung up on Xiaofa after responding to the meeting at the airport, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's not Pete's gossip guy.

Quantico, Bau.

"This time the case happened in Philadelphia." Jordan saw Hodge was the last one to enter the conference room, and quickly picked up the remote control and began to tell the case:

"Last night, two men were beaten to death with bare hands...uh..." Jordan, who habitually spoke for a while and then looked at the screen, made a distasteful voice, and immediately turned back—she is still not used to the bloody live photos .

"Barehands? That requires a lot of strength and endurance." Morgan raised his eyebrows, and patiently waited for the new agent who replaced ** to finish speaking before asking his own questions.

"So he must have a very strong physique to continue beating people to death like this." Rossi leaned on the back seat of the chair, clasped his hands on the table, and took Morgan's words.

"It looks more like a personal grievance." Emily stood leaning against the desk, looked at the photos carefully and said, "He leaned them against the box?"

"This shows repentance." Hodge has been standing in the open space facing the screen. He flipped through the documents in his hand without even looking up.

"In 1976, George Gershwin cleaned up the crime scene and covered the faces of six victims." Dr. Genius, who Hodge had teased the girl just now, sat relaxed on a chair and read the documents. Spread out the legs.The pen in his hand shuttled and danced quickly across the slender fingertips, and he didn't need to look through the information he had memorized after reading it once.

He looked up at the photo behind Jordan. The faces of the two men at the scene of the crime were also covered, and the murderer even cleaned the blood on his neck.

"No matter what, this kind of aggressiveness/behavior of dissociation from reality usually becomes more and more serious." Reid frowned and turned to look at Hodge, who nodded tacitly:

"We can't guarantee that he won't commit another crime. See you on the plane at eight o'clock."

BAU agents including Rhett started to get up and went to pack their luggage.As soon as Reid walked to the door, Hodge touched his arm with a folder.

He turned back a little strangely: "What's wrong?"

"How is your current shooting level?" The endless question made him a little unaware of the other party's intentions.

However, due to the serious history of his own leaders who have always been unsmiling, Reid replied honestly: "Barely can be regarded as qualified for field work."

Hodge raised his eyebrows in surprise, obviously because of his rapid progress, and then smiled mysteriously: "Maybe, you would like to go to the shooting range to practice?"

ha?What's the meaning?

Looking at the meaningful look his boss gave him before he left, Rhett scratched his nose and shrugged his shoulders—I don't know what he was having today.

The blue sky is strong and the sun is strong, and the overwhelming white ocean greets the eyes from the plane window: the clouds gather together, as if laying a thick blanket on the sky and the earth, and occasionally the ground can be vaguely shrunk in the gaps that float by silhouette.

This is what Faye sees from the plane's lavatory through the window.However, she is not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery now, and is staring at the shining glass bottle in a daze.

To be precise, Faye is caught in a dilemma: S is not only a "bottle friend" to her, but also a very important confidant in life; but what Mrs. F said earlier awakened her that maybe the other party Not who she thought she was.

So, is this connection going to continue?

If she knew that S and she were in the same time and space before discovering this, Faye would definitely not hesitate to ask to meet: she felt that the two of them would definitely get along!

But now, everything is not so simple.

Faye felt a little itchy when she thought that the other party didn't treat her like she thought, and regarded herself as a close friend—why did she have to be teased by him for so long like a clown!

Thinking of this, Fay gritted his teeth, and wanted to pick up the glass bottle and put it in his backpack, but he hesitated the moment he picked it up—what if S was not like this...if he was purely defensive at first, but later accepted it sincerely She, wouldn't it be wrong for her to unilaterally cut off the relationship between the two?

Fay's mind naturally imagined a Q version of the villain squatting on the ground, looking at himself with tears in his eyes, and instantly relented, and put the bottle back on the toilet seat.

This action has been no less than a dozen times...

After another long battle between heaven and man, Faye finally made up his mind to pull out the cork, and prepared to take out the parchment to write to S——

"Excuse me, the guests inside, do you need help with anything?"

"Ah... ah... no, I'll come out right away!"

Fay capped the drift bottle with a cork indiscriminately and stuffed it back into her backpack. When the door opened, she didn't dare to look at the flight attendant's face, so she apologized in a low voice and went back to her seat.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Pete looking at herself with an expression like he had eaten shit: "Did you have diarrhea? You've been away for half an hour?"

Hey - hey!How long has she been in there?Faye leaned on the hard seat speechlessly, and unconsciously touched the bag on her lap.

The bulging shape...let's go to the bathroom one more time when she gets off the plane...

The author has something to say: Hahaha, the previous stalk is used!

Fried Chicken Kaisen!

Although Rhett didn't meet him directly, I still think he's so cute and swollen--

Deeply addicted!

Flying Bubble Gum threw a mine, thank you little angel!