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

"Camera?"

Faye is now standing in the home of a recent victim, opposite a stern-faced Morgan.Wearing blue gloves, he carefully handed over a small black object.

- Inexpensive, tiny, tiny camera that's also kind of...handy.

Faye opened his mouth wide in disbelief, watching Hodge carefully pick up the camera and check it under the light, with a slight admiration in his eyes——

"Thank you for finding such a tiny thing!"

Morgan shrugged and turned upside down for the day, and the atmosphere was finally not so dull: "**** showed the victim's boyfriend the photos of the scene and found clues. If we don't know how to follow the clues, it's too bad."

... She's just the kind of person who sucks.Faye curled her lips, and silently comforted herself that she was a non-staff member. Turning around, she saw Rhett standing in front of the glass cabinet thinking.

"What's the matter?" Fay didn't listen carefully to Morgan and Hodge's analysis of the murderer's camera placement, and slowly approached Reid.

He was picking up a picture frame and looking at it carefully.

Fay noticed that his brows were slowly raised up—this was the rhythm of his careful thinking, and this often meant...he had discovered something.

"The previous profile thought that the victim's appearance had no similarities. Now I have some doubts..." Reid has always been reluctant to speak out about unsure guesses. This may be a common problem of strictness among doctors. go back."

Fay looked at the photo in his hand and shook it. Her good eyesight allowed her to see the victim clearly - dark hair, deep facial features, bright smile, and then think about the picture of the case file she saw before...

— Well, that's why she's not an IQ180 genius.

Damn she didn't feel the same at all!

Maybe... they all love to laugh?

Faye was so chilled by his own thoughts, and cast an annoyed glance at the unaware young doctor—as expected, what a genius sees in his eyes is very different from that of ordinary people.

***

Faye was a little frustrated staring at the three portraits of women on the big screen in front of her.

One is a young girl with straight black hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes; the other is a housewife with slightly curly blond hair and slender eyes; the other is a sexy woman with black curly hair and narrow eyes... how do these three people look like!

Fay felt that he was a little bit crazy, and the force of his clenched teeth could even hear a hissing sound, which made Rhett speak a little bit tightly:

"Uh... Fay, I didn't want to tell you. I thought I would talk about it when everyone was here, so as not to explain... once more..."

Seeing the girl's sudden resentful gaze, Rhett almost swallowed the last few words in a low voice.He unconsciously took two steps back, praying secretly in his heart——

Good teammates, come on!

"So... what does appearance have to do with it?" As if hearing Reid's voice, Hodge followed by a group of people from BAU and rushed into the meeting room.

This made the highly nervous doctor couldn't help but let out an exaggerated breath, and finally returned to Rhett's usual state of explaining.

"I had detected a pattern that linked them together, but had no idea what it was until I mathematically deconstructed their faces."

Fay looked at her boyfriend who was so excited to dance when he explained it, and felt that all he was waving in front of his eyes was his slender claws, and his forehead ached—mathematical deconstruction or something, and felt that what Rhett was going to talk about next was definitely not about them want to hear.

To be precise, it should be completely incomprehensible to them.

Faye, who had already made up his mind, had already planned to absent-mindedly prepare for a fugue, and waited until the conclusion came back——

Huh?Rhett actually changed the topic and started to talk about why the faces of famous ladies are so fascinating?

Is the sun coming out of the west?

Faye's eyes lit up, and she pouted playfully: It seems that Rhett has listened to her previous suggestion.

——Sometimes real examples are more convincing than scientific data.

"...After I scanned them, I handed them over to Quantico's analysts for analysis, and got this..." Reid pressed the remote control in his hand, and the heads of the three women on the screen instantly became a three-dimensional structure frame diagram.He looked at the crowd quite complacently, "What did you find?"

Rhett looked at the common facial symmetry in the three pictures one by one, and nodded in agreement—especially when he saw someone's eyes of the same approval, he straightened his back even more.

Rossi suddenly thought of something. This elder, whom everyone admired, called up the video just now. It was the murder video Garcia found on the Internet and recorded by the murderer.

"...he wiped tears from the victim's face."

"A narcissistic person will not have such sympathetic emotions." Emily, who had been standing behind everyone, naturally made an excuse. She didn't speak before, but it didn't mean she didn't think.

"So... who is he really seeing...?"

Rhett frowned and murmured, "...himself."

Faye and Rhett gave this answer almost at the same time—unfortunately, it was not a happy answer.

***

"Hey..." Rhett slowly approached the depressed and desolate girl, muttered a few times, and finally wrapped her arms around her and embraced her, "This is unavoidable."

Previously, because the police officer leaked the progress of the investigation, the murderer sped up the crime after seeing the press conference.

——They watched a woman being suffocated to death through the screen.

This made everyone feel uncomfortable, especially Garcia and Fay-both of them had too little field experience and did not have enough endurance to face such a depressing fact.

Faye just caressed Rhett's hand in a daze, and slowly rubbed it, as if this could clear up his messy thoughts.

"Garcia has worked hard to analyze the online chat room established by the murderer, and trace the clues of the murderer based on the identities of the netizens in the chat room. Morgan seems to have discovered something and is on his way back."

Faye hadn't reacted after hearing this sentence, when she saw Morgan and Emily walking in hurriedly, and went straight to Hodge who was waiting by the side:

"We found fiber optic cables left behind by the killer."

……

Fay and Rhett had already walked to the crowd, listening to Hodge and Morgan methodically exchanging the information they had just obtained - now there are three local netizens who have confirmed their addresses and identities.

"Red, you're following up on the cables with ** and Fay..." Catching Hodge's line of sight, Fay nodded clearly and followed behind Rhett.

They need to go with the government and go with the company that left the mark on the fiber optic cable.

There, they were able to find clues about the murderer.

Faye hurried behind ** and Rhett, and she could see the communication company just around the corner.

Seeing that Rhett's figure was about to disappear at the corner of the street, she quickened her pace, trying to catch up with them.

But suddenly he stretched out a hand and pulled her into a dark alley beside him.

"Spenser..." subconsciously asked for help, but Faye found that his mouth was firmly covered, and the strength on his arm desperately took him deep into the alley.

Spencer...!

In the next second, her body was forcefully turned around.

Eyes finally adapted to the dim light at this time. While seeing the real face of the person in front of him clearly, Fay's eyes widened, as if seeing something incredible.

...how could it be...

——"Mrs. F, why are you here?"

That's right, when Faye saw the graceful and luxurious lady in front of her clearly, she really felt that her head was full of black lines.

——Don’t wear such an outfit and act such a wretched stalker!

The corners of Fay's mouth twitched, and he still didn't have the confidence to complain.

It took a long time before she turned her attention to this case: "So, the collection is unexpectedly difficult this time?"

...So, Mrs. F will come to collect it in person?

To Fay's surprise, the black woman in a black and white houndstooth suit shook her head neatly, her piercing eyes were particularly eye-catching in such dim light:

"This time, there is no collection."

No wonder... Faye breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that her perception of the collection is still correct, except for the previous riot...

Some scenes that made her blush and heartbeat suddenly appeared in her mind. Faye cleared her throat and waited silently for Mrs. F to speak—it was also to divert the embarrassing mood at this time.

"Then..." Fay frowned, looking straight into the other's shining eyes, "You suddenly appeared here..."

...for what?Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Mrs. F.

——"Where are you and Dr. Rhett?"

……what?

Faye blinked, and it took a long time to realize the meaning of Mrs. F's question.

Hey! ! !What's happening here?

She couldn't help but took a step back. Seeing Mrs. F's raised eyebrows in surprise, she hurriedly waved her hands to explain, "No, no, no... I'm just a little..."

After hesitating for a long time, Faye didn't know what to say at this time.

Anyone else would have dared to pat her chest and say that she and Rhett had reached third base and had tried home runs.

But... Madam F?

Fay's eyes slowly turned to Mrs. F, who was staring at her firmly, and she turned her head with a reddish face, "Ask this...why?"

—“I’ve come to give you a wedding present.”

The author has something to say: the manuscript box bows to everyone——

"Come and tease me!"

The last sentence is bright.

What exactly is Mrs. F going to say?