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

Faye was chatting about penguins with her cousin who had a disordered schedule. No, it was QQ. When she mentioned that she had made a stable bottle friend, the other party's reaction really made her black line:

"Ah, a stable bottle friend? Those are all looking for j□j! Sure enough, cousin, you live abroad, so open! Maybe you are a handsome guy!"

Hello!Faye was almost overwhelmed by the wild imagination of her cousin.Hers was a teenager, and while she was cute, she wasn't old enough to eat young grass.

Just after sending this sentence, Faye found out that her cousin was offline, but the other party was also about to start class time.She swiped open the interface of the drifting bottle, but found that the mouse suddenly stopped working.

Is it a crash?Fay bent down helplessly, pressed the reset button, and when he got up, he found that the screen had turned black.

However, the familiar Windows waiting to boot interface did not appear next.

A large number "2" slowly flashed on the black screen, bright red, like fresh blood.

Fay felt as if he had been bewitched, and reached out to touch it, but a flash flashed in front of his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was the web interface that he thought was dead just now.

Oh, so it's not a crash, it's poisoning.

Fei Yi nodded as if realizing it, and quickly turned on the anti-virus software, which really managed to find a few viruses.

——She didn't take the weird scene just now seriously at all, although she always thought of it in the future and felt that she was too stupid!

La Plata County, Colorado.

This time Rhett and Emily are disguised as experts in interviewing child victims, and together with the real expert Nancy, they sneak into a closed area.

There is a church there, the Taoyuan sect, with a self-sufficient farm, electricity, water, food... almost isolated from the outside world.They have their own beliefs and reject outsiders.

The reason why Rhett and the others appeared here was because there was an anonymous call to the police from a 15-year-old girl who said she was forced to sleep with an adult man.

Rhett still maintained his hairstyle with hairspray fixed on the back of his head, and he didn't notice Emily's funny eyes at all.He just looked out the window, thinking about the drift bottle he received that morning.

At that time, he didn't have time to read the specific content on the parchment, because he was about to leave soon.Rhett just quickly turned to the back and scribbled a few sentences, to the effect that he would not be able to reply to F's message in the next few days.

I don't know if F received it or not.

Reid looked at the constantly receding scenery outside the window. The lush forest slowly disappeared, and what slowly appeared in front of him was barren land with a few scattered trees.

This is a remote place.Rhett thought to himself, this kind of place is too suitable for deviant brainwashing.

"We're here." Nancy got out of the car first, and asked a man sitting in the sun reading a book, "We're looking for Benjamin Cyrus."

Unexpectedly, the man didn't lift his head, "I am."

During the interval between Nancy and him, Rhett looked at this man calmly, the legendary church leader, and most likely the man who was accused of having sex with an underage girl on the phone.

They went to the school next to the church and talked to the students one by one.Among them was a 15-year-old girl named Jessica who was clearly not the one calling because—

"It was an honor to be married to him and to conceive his child."

The girl, who was brought to church by her mother at the age of 2, was obviously completely brainwashed.

However, at this moment, the conversation was interrupted.

Cyrus, weapon in hand, rushed in with his subordinates, claiming that there was a police raid now, watching the expressions of the three of Reid.

What the hell is going on?Reid opened his mouth in disbelief, and shook his head slightly. He hadn't mentioned this matter when he asked them to come. They thought it was just to help Nancy analyze it.

Evidently, Cyrus also read their ignorance.Everyone was transferred to the secret road, and Cyrus and his partners fought with the police outside with guns.

Rhett looked at Emily nervously, and he couldn't reveal their identities at this time, otherwise Cyrus would definitely think that they were a cover sent by the police.

He and Emily were stopped powerlessly, looking at the back of Nancy who rushed out aggressively to negotiate, praying inwardly.

"I hope she's okay." Emily frowned, not knowing whether she was talking to herself or to him.

This timing is really not good, stray bullets are flying around during the fight, and you may be accidentally injured at any time.

Sure enough, Cyrus walked in, looked at Emily and Rhett with regret, "It's not my fault."

Rhett watched Emily excitedly want to stop Cyrus' determination to break the boat, but unfortunately the effect was minimal.

This situation is really bad!Reid couldn't help reaching out and scratching his hair, and sat down, but a familiar touch suddenly appeared at his feet.

Oh, and it's not a good time either.

Rhett smiled wryly, and didn't reach out, just watched the bottle slowly dissipate into the air.

However, this is just the beginning.

The state attorney general, who was almost kicked out of the scene by Hu Qi's strong words, revealed the FBI's undercover matter to the media with resentment.

Such headlines naturally made the news immediately. Hu Qi and the others saw it, and naturally Cyrus also saw it.

Fortunately, the media reported that it was an FBI agent.

Rhett was sitting in the room with Emily, speechless.

They had seen Rossi, who was an expert in negotiating, to deliver supplies before, and they had also seen Cyrus use fake poisoned wine to test the loyalty of the believers.

What they can do now is to predict Hu Qi's next move outside, and then cooperate with them to rescue as many hostages as possible.

As members of the BAU who wrote the emergency response manual, Rhett and Emily naturally understood that what colleagues outside need most now is to monitor the audience and grasp all changes in the situation.

Therefore, when necessary, they would induce each other to say what Hu Qi and the others wanted to hear.

Rhett suddenly heard movement at the door of the room, he followed the sound, but saw Cyrus walked in with a fierce face instead of the previous smile, "Which one of you is it?"

Rhett and Emily looked at each other, they didn't understand what Cyrus said, they just looked at him blankly.

Cyrus didn't like this, he slowly took out a pistol from his waist, "Tell me which of you two is an FBI agent?"

Emily opened her mouth wide in surprise, she looked at Rhett almost subconsciously, Rhett frowned and looked back, looking directly at Cyrus, "Why do you think so?"

"God will forgive what I have to do." Cyrus didn't answer, just pulled the safety catch of the pistol and pointed it at Rhett's head.

Rhett had never felt that he was so lacking in language, he just refused to admit it, and heard Cyrus continue to be aggressive, "One of you knows, who is it?"

Rhett felt his heart pounding, he didn't know if he could deceive Cyrus, who was used to acting, with his performance, he only knew that once he showed something wrong, a bullet would go through him immediately head.

However, he heard Emily's calm voice ringing in his ears, "I, it's me."

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Reid didn't turn his head, but cast his gaze over it. He didn't even realize that the arc between his eyebrows was almost catching up with his boss.

Cyrus put down the pistol, Rhett turned his head almost immediately, opened his eyes wide to express doubts, but found that Emily avoided his sight, but looked at Cyrus indifferently.

The next second, Cyrus grabbed Emily by the hair and dragged her out.Reid pursed his lips tightly, and the moment he was about to catch up, the sound of a submachine gun being loaded by another man next to him rang clearly in the room.

Rhett could only watch Emily cast him a patient look, and then was dragged away abruptly.

As the last person in the room left, Rhett thumped the bed he was sitting on, "Damn it!"

He hated his own powerlessness, hated that his mind was blank at that time, and he didn't know what to do at all.

Rhett sat on the edge of the bed dejectedly, he seemed to have no energy to straighten his back.A familiar shiny bottle appeared in sight, and Rhett weakly pulled out a wry smile.

It would be great if this is really a drifting bottle that can make wishes come true, Rhett couldn't help but hope so in his heart.

—that way, even if it releases a demon like Pandora's box, he will open it.

Because he couldn't imagine whether Emily had been...

Reid tried his best to clear away the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, and mechanically repeated the actions in his hands: pull out the cork, cover it; pull it out, plug it in...

When he came back to his senses, he had already habitually taken out the familiar parchment and rolled it out.

this habit...

Reid is already unable to analyze his subconscious behavior, maybe he needs something else to divert his attention now, after all, there is still a room full of hostages waiting for him to cooperate with his teammates to rescue.

He opened the note, but the familiar cursive words shocked him again:

"S, are you in any trouble?"

Why every time he was in trouble, F's note always touched him so much.

It felt like she was watching herself all the time.

Rhett closed his eyes, but he couldn't find a pen to reply here.

So this time it's really a stranger, is it a desperate fight?If F you are really my protector, then please bless Emily and let us rescue all innocent people!

With his eyes closed, Rhett prayed silently, although he did not believe in God.

But he didn't see black lines flowing slowly where his fingers touched the parchment, and then slowly turning into letters, before he calmed down from the dancing.

When Rhett opened his eyes, he had already made up his mind to meet Cyrus and persuade him to release the hostage.Not all are needed for now.One is enough.

As long as the first one is released, it is equivalent to breaking the current stalemate, and it will not be difficult to release the hostages again later.

This is a psychological tactic.

It depends on whether you can perform well.

Spencer, you can.

Rhett cheered himself up silently, and was about to put the note in a place where others could not see it until it disappeared by itself, but he was surprised to find that the blank back of the note was covered with words at some point!

What surprised him was not only the handwriting on the note that belonged to him, but also the content inside was exactly what he thought in his mind just now!

Rhett hurriedly held the note under his eyelid to examine it carefully, only to find that it had begun to fade slowly in the air...and finally disappeared again, as usual.

There seemed to be a special feeling in the air, Rhett thought, that should be called, unbelievable.