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

However, Reid chose to untie the body armor on his body and returned to the police station.Although the reason he told Hu Qi was that he didn't want to go with them to kill the boy.However, this is just an excuse.

Because, he knew, that necklace should be in Jordan's hand.

This, when he hurried back to the police station and questioned the panicked girl, was answered in the affirmative—she dropped the necklace on the farm.

It was her who Owen wanted to say goodbye to in the note.

"He will come here." Reid left the office almost immediately, he wanted to save Owen, the boy who had almost the same experience as him.

Reid, who had just run out of the police station, was panting, and the intense sunlight made him almost unable to open his eyes.However, even with squinted eyes, he could quickly catch the boy who had just turned the corner, dressed in a black coat, like a god of death who was about to harvest life.

"Cover me." Reid made up his mind, still took out the pistol in the gun case and handed it to Emily.He ignored Emily's exclamation of disapproval, just turned around, stretched out his hand, and comforted Emily's nervous and worried emotions.

There is a solemn request in the voice:

"Don't shoot!"

Leaving Emily's worried cries behind, Rhett walked up to Owen, slowly raising his hands above his head, showing his innocence: "Owen, I don't have a gun. My name is Spencer, and I'm the FBI, but I'm here to Help you."

Just when Owen told Reid to back away vigilantly, a black SUV drove over quickly, braked and stopped at the gate of the police station.

Reid knew that Hu Qi and the others had already arrived.If he couldn't convince Owen to drop his gun and let him go, sooner or later they would shoot him.

Because for a person who has no hope of survival, his ending is either suicide or forcing others to kill him.

He's seen enough of this, Rhett thought, the big boy doesn't need to face the same.

Rhett turned his head back from time to time, adjusting his position.Owen didn't know, but it didn't mean that as the FBI, he didn't know. There would be several guns aimed at this boy, ready to kill him with a single shot.

But this is not what he wanted, Reid lowered his eyes, silently blocking Morgan's shooting sight.He believed that his teammates would not shoot at an unsure time.And what he can do is to convince Owen before that.

Facing Owen's collapsed cry that he was dead, Rhett's chest heaved violently, and he had never felt such a great pressure and sense of urgency.

"If you die, you'll abandon Jordan as your mother abandoned you. I know you don't want that."

After trying in vain to resonate with Owen as the man being bullied, Red knows that only Jordan is the key to breaking this troubled situation.Therefore, he kept persuading Owen, who was already a little loose:

"As long as you put down the gun, I'll let you see her. I'll take you inside, and you'll say goodbye to her and give her the necklace..."

Owen's struggling expression was imprinted in Rhett's eyes, and he watched the boy's movements nervously.

Success or failure is here.

Then, Rhett watched as the boy slowly unfastened the belt around his body with the rifle, and walked over with the rifle in his hand.

The shortness of breath finally calmed down. The moment Morgan and the others rushed over to grab Owen, Rhett saw a transparent bottle appear out of thin air where Owen was standing.

However, something happened that made him even more incredible. He saw Morgan stepping on the bottle!

To be precise, it is not stepped on, but passed through.It's like walking through an object that doesn't exist at all.

Morgan's unchanged expression also confirmed this point.

Seeing the look in Owen's eyes when he left, Rhett nodded, indicating that he would follow right away.

He just took two steps forward, bent down and picked up the glass bottle.A drift bottle filled with parchment.

Real touch.

Rhett suddenly felt that everything was far away from him.The previous conclusion that he was not confused seemed to be shattered in an instant. Could it be that the scenes in his memory that Hu Qi saw and Morgan touched the bottle were all his own fantasies?

What is real...

Maybe it was God who heard his prayer, and the next second a real voice appeared in his ear, it was Rossi's voice of surprise that could not be concealed:

"Red, where did you pick up an empty bottle?"

If there was one word to describe Rhett's feelings at this time, it would definitely be messy in the wind.

Reality, illusion, intricately intertwined.For the first time, Rhett felt that his brain was not enough.

On the plane back, Reid looked at the serious officer opposite, and obediently promised that he would never risk everyone's life in the future.

He watched Hu Qi stand up and said to himself slowly, "Although it's none of my business, I hope you can go back and finish watching that movie."

Reid knew that Hu Qi was referring to his previous participation in the drug rehabilitation meeting. He knew it well and did not expose his clumsy lies.

He just nodded silently, and stretched out his palm after Hu Qi left, where the one-year medal lay.

Maybe, after two months, he will be able to return this to his real owner and get his own.

Reid couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the smile faded for a moment. He took out a bottle from his backpack, which he found near Owen before.

He couldn't resist bringing it back.Just when he was surprised to find that the other drift bottle he had put in his bag had disappeared.

When Rhett finally regained his usual calmness and was able to rationally analyze the whole matter, he found that although the appearance and disappearance of the drifting bottle was strange, but if all this was not his fantasy, then the bottle itself It has certain regular characteristics.

You know, analysis and sorting is Dr. Rhett's specialty.

However, if all this hadn't happened to him, he believed that he would be more willing to study such supernatural events.Red couldn't help thinking gloomily that he didn't want to keep suspecting that he was a lunatic, or a drug addict hallucinating from "cravings."

When they didn't touch the bottle before, Rossi and the others couldn't see it at all; but once the bottle was touched by themselves, they could see it, and even Morgan could touch it before.

Reid looked at the parchment inside the bottle in front of him, propped his chin on one hand, and no matter what the situation, they seemed to think it was an empty bottle.

Suddenly thinking of the bottle that disappeared before, Rhett frowned, and rolled the one in front of him, so why did that one disappear in the bag, but this one hasn't disappeared yet.What is the difference between the two?

Rhett suddenly thought of the drift bottle he opened in the apartment for the first time, and nodded thoughtfully. When he went back to check it, it might explain the conjecture he thought of.

Sure enough... Rhett stood at the living room table and raised his eyebrows knowingly.The earliest bottle has disappeared, perhaps just like the bottle in his hand, appearing and disappearing suddenly.

Looking at the unopened glass bottle in his hand, Rhett couldn't help but think of the scene where it appeared as if it popped out of nowhere, so the reason why it hasn't disappeared is——

He hasn't opened it yet.

Finally solved this mystery.Rhett took a deep breath, stretched his waist, and leaned on the sofa behind him.

So, he was the trigger for this inexplicable drifting bottle?

but why?

Reid curled up complicatedly on the sofa, his tall body huddled together, like a child unconsciously shrinking his body, seeking a sense of security.

Rhett picked up the bottle thoughtfully and checked it up and down.From the outside, it looks like an ordinary bottle.

However, what is written on the note is different every time.If it wasn't for the wrong place, Rhett must have thought that someone was chatting with this note, just like the previous pen pals.

After thinking about it, Rhett still chose to open the cork and take out the parchment inside, but this time the content made Rhett's eyes widen instantly——

"God sees what you're doing. You're fine kid, keep up the good work."

God?If he was really willing to communicate with the world, how could he see so many helpless and tragic things happen?

Rhett snorted amusedly, and casually tossed the note aside.He stared at the note for a while, then took it over, and heavily scratched his own handwriting on the back:

"If you are really God, perhaps what you need to do more than listen is to change those tragic fates!"

After Rhett finished writing, he habitually stuffed it back into the bottle and put the cork on it.After doing all this, he himself was amused by himself, such a childish thing... Do I really hope that God can receive his complaints.

Playfully scratching his hair, not caring about making his messy hair even more messy, Rhett turned and went to the kitchen.

Then, when he lingered in the kitchen for a while, holding a glass of water and taking a few sips from time to time, he came out when he saw a scene that made him feel mixed.

——The drift bottle containing his reply is like a mermaid that turns into foam in a fairy tale, disappearing into the air at once.

So silent.

Obviously it should be such an unbelievable scene, but Rhett felt, how should I put it, it was normal?

After all, this is what I have already guessed.

Although, seeing it again in person is still unbelievable.

Rhett didn't know how many times he shook his head helplessly today. He walked to the bookcase, where there were many books in his collection.

Or read a book, and then sleep well.Maybe tomorrow everything will be back to normal.Rhett silently chooses his favorite bedtime reading.

Go back to the other side again.

In the dark room, the shape of a person can be vaguely seen under the quilt curled up on the bed.

It is now late at night, and everything is quiet.

In the darkness, the computer screen on the desk suddenly lit up!It blinked twice, then returned to calm.