[Comprehensive British and American] Vector of love

"Oh, her biological mother is still alive." Garcia typed on the keyboard and found Liz's biological mother.

"It doesn't make sense to her anymore, and her mother probably won't want to recognize her." Trista shook her head. She grew up in an orphanage and had seen too many such things.

"Not necessarily. Her mother was only 15 years old when she was sent away. At that time, she didn't even have an outlook on life. And you see, she is now a well-known painter. She might want to meet Liz Yes." Rhett doesn't think so, there will be many changes in a person's life, and some ideas will not last forever.

Trista bit her lip and said nothing.

Rhett glanced at her, and immediately pulled her aside, "Trista, is there anything else you haven't told me?"

"Chad, he...he said he was my real father. And my synesthesia was inherited from him. You know, when I think about my talent, it's all given by such a perverted person , I feel disgusting, I don’t want to use it at all!” Trista covered her face, she was very glad that her face, like Claire, did not inherit any of Chad’s characteristics.

"He told you so?" Rhett sighed, turned around and took her to the evidence room, "Since you think so, let's test your and his DNA now, anyway, you have nothing Concerned, right?"

Trista gave him a complicated look, then slowly pulled out one of her own hairs, "If it is, then don't say anything, I can still pretend to have forgotten."

"Okay." Reid understood her self-deception at this time, he agreed, and entered the evidence room with his hair.

Chad's body is still in South Africa, but the DNA data has already been entered into the database. We only need to do a comparison here, and the result will be available in more than an hour.

During this period of time, Rhett did not make Trista wait anxiously, but took her to the city.He walked with her into an art museum, which now displayed all modern art.

Looking at the inexplicable exhibits inside, Trista couldn't help laughing.

Reid took out a scroll of paintings from his bag and handed it to Trista, "You put it on that booth over there while no one is looking."

Trista looked back, and there was a long booth near the window, and the name of the work was "Air".She raised her head and glanced at Rhett, she didn't expect that he could play tricks.

"I've done a lot of art history recently, but I really don't understand modern art at all, which makes me very angry. So I think these people should have a look at what is art." Reid told Cui This scroll of Star's painting is what she usually draws, and it is also the kind of work that she scribbles casually.Even if it is a casual painting, the artistry far exceeds these messy things.

"There is a camera." Trista was very careful, looking at the corner of the ceiling.It doesn't matter to her, but Rhett is the FBI after all, so it's not good to be so blind.

"Wait." Rhett immediately called Garcia and asked her to hack into the gallery's surveillance system.

Garcia gave them 1 minute, and she would substitute other images.

Seeing that there were no visitors around, Trista immediately put her paintings on it.And she deliberately didn't fully unfold the painting, making it very mysterious.

After the prank was over, the two fled the scene immediately.

When I got back to BAU, the report just came out.Rhett almost didn't give Trista any time to wait. He picked up the report and saw the result directly.

Trista blinked, feeling very nervous.She doesn't care, but it's like swallowing a fly. It's harmless to your health, but it's disgusting.

"No, honey, I'm sure you should be Brady. Mansbridge's daughter." Rhett hugged her. Although he couldn't fully understand her mood, he would only be happy when he saw her happy. .

Finch told his story, which he hadn't had time to tell Trista these days.But he felt that Finch should tell her about it himself, so he took the report in one hand and Trista in the other, and the two went to New York.

Trista looked at Finch sitting on the sofa, and felt that he had aged a lot.Her hair, which was already sparse, is now nearly grey.

Her eyes were hot and she was about to cry.He must have suffered a lot during the few days when he was missing.

"Dad, I'm back." Trista threw herself directly into Finch's arms. At this moment, she really gave up the boundary of blood relatives and recognized him as her real father.

"Honey, didn't Rhett tell you, your biological father should be Brady." Finch looked up at Rhett, he was a little surprised that Rhett didn't convey this story to Trista.

"He's gone anyway." Trista didn't feel anything for this Brady, and she hadn't seen him.

"However, his property is still there. He gave me all his property back then. After these years of investment, it is also a considerable amount of money. Now that everything is settled, I must return the money Here you are." Finch stroked Trista's smooth blond hair, his eyes became very clear, and the pictures of those past memories never appeared again.

"I don't know much about finance. If you give it to me, I can only deposit it in the bank. Why don't you continue to help me invest, um, preferably in medical care." Trista remembered what happened to Rhett's mother, She hopes to spend the money on medical research.

Finch nodded, he also knew Trista's character, if he forced it to her, she would definitely not want it.

Everything cleared up, and Trista was in a good mood. She specially prepared a dinner herself, and the three of them sat around together, just like an ordinary family.

This kind of happiness is not easy to come by, even if the food made by Trista is mediocre, Rhett happily ate it up.

After eating, the two returned to Washington, after all, they had to go to work tomorrow.However, Trista's house in the special zone was a bit shadowy. She immediately contacted a real estate company and was about to sell it.However, Reid hadn't been home for several days, and the two of them didn't have the energy to do cleaning or anything, so they simply went to the hotel to rest for one night.

Randomly turned on the TV as background music, but Trista did not expect to see her work on TV.

Rhett also noticed, and he sat next to Trista, watching this ridiculous special report.

Several modern art exhibitions have been held in the SAR in the past few weeks, and only one of them has attracted a lot of attention.And this scene happened to be the one that Trista and the others went to, and Trista's prank work was highly praised.

Especially the few paintings on the table were praised to the sky.

Several gallery owners commented that the color matching and the use of light and shadow of these paintings can be regarded as master-level, even if they are contemporary Monet and Van Gogh, it is not an exaggeration.

However, the report did not say who the author of this work is. It is estimated that the organizers of the art exhibition also know that these paintings appeared out of thin air.

Trista laughed. She opened INS, registered an account, and then threw some of her paintings on it, and named it "a little artist".

Rhett watched her continue this prank, and suggested, "Why don't you open a gallery, at least you can reverse the aesthetics of modern art."

"I accept this suggestion, but if I open a gallery, I will first hold an art exhibition for Liz. She is helpless now, and needs to find something practical to support her." What Trista thought of was Liz, she was always thinking about her.

"Well, instead of looking for a biological mother she has never met, it is better to let her integrate into society quickly." Rhett nodded. He is actually very similar to Trista and Liz, and the family relationship is incomplete.

The two chatted for a while, and Rhett went to take a shower first.Trista was very interested in this news, so she lay down on the bed and began to study it.

Rhett took a hot bath, and he felt that the pores of his body were refreshed.Although there may still be many challenges in the lives of the two of them, he feels that he is happy at this moment, and that is enough.

The future will be discussed in the future.

After brushing his hair casually, he walked out of the bathroom.He opened the refrigerator and looked, and he was about to make some drinks, "Honey, do you want black tea, green tea or coffee?"

Trista didn't answer him, but was still watching TV seriously.

Rhett smiled, stood up, and asked again.But she still didn't answer.

Feeling a little strange, Rhett walked around behind Trista, standing by the bed, looking at her with a sad face, "Trista?"

But Trista still didn't turn her head to look at him, just holding a pen and drawing.

Rhett sighed softly, and slowly stretched out his hand to her.

At this moment, Trista suddenly felt a drop of water dripping on her back, and the cold water made her shrink her neck immediately.She turned around and saw Rhett whose hair was still wet, "What's wrong with you, don't dry your hair, be careful of catching a cold!"

"You can blow it for me." Reid sat on the bed and lowered his head.

"Okay." Trista jumped up, and she brought the hair dryer over to help Rhett dry his hair.But she didn't find anything to talk about, but kept her mouth shut.

"Trista..." Rhett sighed again, he reached out and took Trista's wrist.

"Huh?" Trista quickly turned off the switch of the blower, sat down, and stared at his face.

"Can't you hear it?" Reid raised his head and asked slowly, word by word.