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

The person who came was someone who was familiar to all the agents in the warehouse.

Pete's eyes lit up when he saw the person coming, and he put on an ambiguous smile on his face: "I said, what kind of phone call did you make mysteriously just now. Oh——no wonder!"

For the first time, the eccentric tone of voice didn't attract the serious Meika's attention. She just nodded decisively, "Well, it's really easy for acquaintances to do things."

Is it really okay to make such serious complaints?Faye has now changed from blushing when she is teased to being calm-go her own way and let others say it!

Faye, completely unaware that her behavior was the default in the eyes of others, just ignored her two unscrupulous companions, and just pulled the confused Rhett, who staggered because he was defenseless.

"Did you hear that? We were invited by your FBI!" Fay raised her head high and looked directly at the sexy beauty in front of her—the loss is due to her height, but not her aura!

"Ahem..." Unsurprisingly, Reid cleared his throat embarrassingly when he received the girl's air of arrogance and arrogance, trying to smooth things over.

The current atmosphere really made him feel a little cramped.

"These are experts from the Secret Service we invited..."

Fortunately, Mika took the olive branch from Reid knowingly, and followed his will, not to mention a certain man who was already fascinated.The more difficult thing is...

Rhett looked at the girl holding his arm with a headache, and the angry expression on her face was clear at a glance, like a little squirrel with puffed cheeks—it was just an angry squirrel.

But he didn't know why she was angry, what the hell was she going to say?

"Expert? Could it be that our bank robbers will be harmful to the President?" Unfortunately, a certain arrogant beauty didn't appreciate Rhett's good intentions and choked directly.

Almost immediately noticing that the girl next to her gasped suddenly, Reid quickly adopted the most primitive method—packing it up and taking it away.

"Fey... Let's go up quickly, Hodge and the others are still waiting for us to discuss the case."

Almost pulling and pulling, Rhett finally turned Faye into the elevator.He believed that the rigorous female detective would definitely mediate the relationship between the remaining two people.

As for the one in front of him... Rhett looked down, and suddenly his face turned red—when did Fay stand almost leaning against his arm?

Mrs. Mrs. is approaching!He moved his head away uncomfortably, but out of a certain delicate state of mind, he didn't remind the girl who didn't notice this state of being too close.

She was clearly still angry.

This apparently awkward but unexpectedly harmonious scene lasted until the elevator dinged and their office arrived.

It was only then that Fay noticed that she had been holding Rhett's arm, blushed, pretended to let go of her hand naturally, and walked in front.

Naturally, he didn't see Reid's slightly regretful expression of smacking his lips.

"Hey, the person Rhett volunteered to pick up is here!" The first person to notice the two people appearing at the door of the meeting room was Morgan, who was facing the door and leisurely drinking coffee in his hand.

In Faye's eyes, this beautiful flower peacock, which resembles Pete to some extent—although it is bald, is winking at her with a gossip:

"Yo, did your coffee trip end up being a success?"

ha?What is this?

Fay looked at Morgan suspiciously, and found that he was raising an eyebrow at someone next to her, and she followed suit.

Finding that the boy beside her was too stiff to look down at her, Fay gritted her teeth bitterly—obviously, this was the real culprit.

She took a deep breath, and was about to ask what happened to Reid, when she found Hodge nodding in the direction of the door, "Let's start the case statement."

It was Micah and Pete who walked in with that nasty big-breasted girl.

Faye glared at Rhett, who was obviously relieved, and the latter obviously turned his head away stiffly because of this look again, not daring to meet his eyes.

Sure enough... there are ghosts!She squinted her eyes and decided to write down this one first, so she turned around intently and faced Hodge—the master shooter she wanted to learn from, whom she admired from the bottom of her heart, so let's spare Rhett for the time being.

"Three banks were robbed during the peak hours on Friday three times in a row." Hodge looked around with his face still slumped in 101. Fay felt that his eyes seemed to be looking into people's hearts. Before the fall, it was shown that the two suspects had used some form of control and did not use a gun to commit the crime, and the bank sent the money out."

"No one remembers the details, and this is the weirdest part." Faye added the big-chested and brainless beauty in Faye's eyes.

Faye obviously curled her lips when she heard this—it said that the beauty's capacity had grown to her chest, and it made no difference if she said it or didn't say it.

Moreover, she knew that it was the collection that was causing the trouble.

Faye rolled her eyes where Bonnie couldn't see it, and started staring at the video played by Hodge, and suddenly said "Huh", which almost immediately attracted the sideways glance of Rhett, who had been paying attention to her.

"what happened?"

But the boy's slightly concerned and curious voice did not reach Fay's ears, and she was lost in her own thoughts.

The scene just now turned into the last scene before the snowflakes... One of the masked robbers pulled open the outer coat, Fay felt as if he saw something round stuck to the inside of the clothes...

After pondering for a while, Fay looked at Hodge sincerely, "Can you rewind the video a little bit?"

Everyone's eyes shot over in unison, with interest, curiosity, excitement, and disdain...

But she just stared at the serious supervisor closely, and when she saw him nodding his head slightly and turning to rewind, she turned her eyes to the screen on the wall again.

"Yes... this is here... no, go back a little more... okay..." Fay didn't realize that he was directing the boss of the BAU at all, but just focused on the images of robbers going back and forth on the screen.

It was finally frozen at the moment when he pulled off his clothes.

But... Fay frowned in distress, this time she heard the well-timed question from the boy next to her, and subconsciously replied:

"Hmm... I want to zoom in on the screen to see what those round things are..." Fay stepped forward and pointed to the blurry images on the screen, "But I'm afraid that this pixel will be even more unclear after the adjustment..."

"Garcia?"

Hodge's sudden opening made her hesitate-who was he calling?

But suddenly I heard a young girl's excited voice from a phone on the desk that was ignored just now:

"Yes, sir. The loyal knight Garcia is willing to serve you!"

What's this? COSPLAY?

There were endless question marks in Faye's heart, but she heard Reid, who had moved close to her at some point, bent down and explained in a low voice: "It's our computer technician, you know, she has a bit... funny..."

The warm breath blew to her ears, and the itching feeling seemed to spread from her ears to her whole body. Faye moved uncomfortably, not noticing the shyness in the boy's tone.

Of course, I didn't notice that Rhett's unease came from the fact that Morgan was smiling gossipingly and made a "come on, go up, go up" sports department cheering gesture.

Garcia is worthy of being the exclusive technician of BAU. This kind of pixel adjustment is a piece of cake for her-it takes less than 5 minutes to send a high-definition image that is many times clearer.

Faye looked at the silent phone with reluctance, feeling a little envious in her heart: When will the warehouse have its own computer expert, Atti's half-tone of pretending to understand is really enough... I don't know if Garcia can be dug up. Was it realistic in the past?

This unreliable thought just flashed in her mind, and she put all her energy on the image.

this is……!

Faye's eyes widened, and he subconsciously grasped something next to him - Rhett's body stiffened almost in the next second, his face flushed red.

It's a pity that no one saw this scene.

"Ahem...I'm going out for a while." Fay withdrew her hand and clenched it tightly into a fist.When she raised her head again, there was already a calm expression behind her. She gave Meka a look calmly, and seeing the latter nodding in understanding, Fay straightened her back, pretending that nothing happened. Walked out of the conference room.

As soon as she turned around the corridor, she found a corner and took out Xiaofa: "Atti, are there any collections related to stereos or speakers? I saw the suspect deliberately opened his clothes on the surveillance, and put some clothes on the inside. An external speaker..."

"Well, let me look for it. There are many well-known music-related collections in history, including the disco ball in Studio 54 that was all the rage back then...Okay, I will contact you when I have news."

Seeing Ati impatiently waving his hand and cutting off the communication, Fay couldn't help but slander in his heart—this bad old man has such a bad temper every time.

Faye returned to the meeting room, but was surprised to find that Rhett was not there.She raised her eyebrows in surprise, and was about to ask a question when she heard Hodge concluding her statement:

"The man who was on the phone was found in the surveillance just now. Garcia quickly found out who was talking to him, and then we had an 'ear' witness. Morgan and Jordan went to follow up on this matter .and then do the profiling as soon as possible."

Wait, the man on the phone?

Following the crowd, Fei recalled doubtfully why she hadn't found such an obvious clue just now, but suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing around the corner in front of her.

"Rui..." Fay's voice was half in his throat, and his heart beat faster in an instant.Because she seemed to see something very familiar in the hands of the young doctor, concealed in his arms...

The transparent glass, under the sunlight coming in from the window, reflected the dazzling light as if it would dazzle her eyes.

The author has something to say: oh oh ow, the writing is very smooth, JQ is really good!

So the last paragraph of the last paragraph is bright 7.The lack of updates and comments makes me desperate.