[CM] THE CASE

What you are looking for is also looking for you. — Rumi

"Hey, Quantico's most talented office at your service."

"Garcia?"

Garcia glanced at the incoming call alert, it was Reid's phone number.

"Griffith?"

"Yes, cough, that, I want you to look up a number for me."

"Number?"

"Yeah." Griffith reported a number, "Reid suspected that my phone was tapped, so I used his."

"Eavesdropping?" Garcia's face turned serious, "Do I need to notify Hotch?"

Griffith subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Reid took a step ahead of him and said, "Well, sorry to trouble you."

"Reid? Wait, do you use the speakerphone?" Garcia angrily knocked on the keyboard, "You two! How many times have I told you that the speakerphone should be said in advance."

Reid said obediently, "I'm sorry."

Garcia was speechless by his cute tone, so she had to turn her anger into motivation. It didn't take long for her to complete the task.

"Disposable mobile phone, untraceable." She said helplessly, "Same as last time, but I want to ask, did Griffith mess with anyone?"

"I don't know." Griffith searched through his memory, but couldn't find any clues. Reid patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, generally the stalked are unconscious. They don't know what qualities attract the stalker, and they don't know who the stalker is - the courier, the clerk at the coffee shop downstairs, the neighbor across the door ... They are all insignificant people in life. Since he is so careful, he didn't leak any news, and he doesn't have much contact with you, it means that he is not far from your life. He can pay attention to your life in real time..."

"Wait," Garcia interjected with goosebumps all over his body, "Griffith, is your phone really not bugged? Have you taken it apart and checked it? Is there any gadget implanted?"

"I checked, there are no bugs. Foster didn't bring his usual bag when he went out this time."

Although it was out of place, Garcia's gossip radar was sensitively "beeping"——Foster?

Speaking of which, why are they going to Las Vegas? Reid went back to visit relatives, where's Griffith?Meet the parents?

Half of her soul was boiling because of gossip, and the other half sat firmly in front of the computer, and suggested to the two people opposite: "You don't come back. It should be unexpected that Griffith went to Las Vegas. Here is his He doesn't dare to make big moves in Las Vegas."

Reid gave a "hmm" and continued: "Just report to Hotch, there is no problem at present, Foster has me...and Gideon to take care of it, oh yes, Rossi is also here."

"Rossi? Can you help me get an autograph? Just write 'I wish the genius Garcia happy every day'. Please, I will treat you to Garcia's special strawberry cake when you come back!"

Although Reid was not something a piece of strawberry cake that was too sweet to buy, he reluctantly agreed.

After Garcia disturbed her, Griffith finally felt better.They had just hung up when Griffith's cell phone rang. Reid glanced at Griffith, who turned the screen over and glanced at the incoming call alert: Sally Nelson.

"Sally?" Griffith said unexpectedly, and Reid searched his vast database and found that he still had an impression.

Wasn't Nelson the leader who came to Foster before? Sally was his daughter, so she was supposed to be... a family member of the victims of Foster's famous case?

Griffith gave Reid a wink, and Reid gestured to him - business as usual.

They seemed to answer a blackmail call from a kidnapper, and Griffith pressed the answer button cautiously: "Sally?"

"Ah, Foster." Sally sounded a little surprised, "I thought you had something to do, so I didn't answer."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"I wanted to say Merry Christmas to you, but Dad just told me about your father." Sally paused.This girl has a soft personality, and she is afraid of touching other people's sad things, so she is extra careful with her words: "I know this feeling, but it's okay, I can overcome it, come out, and I believe you, Foster, can do it too."

Griffith nodded. "Yeah."

Sally could tell he wasn't interested, curled her lips, and decided to change the subject.

"Then what, my wedding with John is booked." Sally said sweetly, "In March, the invitation has already been written, and when you come back, we will hand it to you...ah, I didn't mean to urge you to come back! "

Griffith laughed. "Yeah, I know. Congratulations."

Reid gave him a sour look, he had never heard Griffith speak in such a gentle tone.

Sally held the phone in one hand and rubbed the corner of her skirt with the other: "Well, thank you. There are still three months left, so we can plan slowly..."

"Three months is still a bit urgent. Isn't Walker still going to work? Wouldn't it be too tiring for you to plan alone?"

"No, we hired a special wedding planner. After all, I can't see it, John said, he hoped that I could get unforgettable happiness in this wedding... But marrying him, my life is enough happiness. Regardless of the wedding What will happen, as long as John is here, I will not regret it." Sally said sweetly, "I have never agreed before, because I am disabled, I can't do research, so I have to quit... Now I join They set up an organization, they teach blind people to do handwork to earn money. Although I am not short of money, but I have something to do every day and earn money, at least it proves that my life is valuable.”

"Value is not measured by work. But you live a full and happy life, more than anything else." Griffith said with a smile, "Mr. Walker must think so too."

Sally's face was red. Walker was right behind her, Wen Yan kissed her hair.

"Yes, that, I'll give him the phone, let's talk." After Sally finished speaking, she hastily handed the phone back, almost hitting Walker's nose.The latter was amused by her, and the smile was transmitted to the other side along the signal: "Hello, Griffith?"

Griffith was stuffed with dog food in a daze, and said helplessly, "Congratulations."

"Let's talk about it at the wedding scene." Walker smiled, "But you, how about being alone in Las Vegas? Is it convenient? Do you want to come back earlier? Sally and I can pick you up."

"No, I'm not alone." Griffith subconsciously glanced at Reid, and Reid sensed something unusual from his short sentence, and immediately lifted his spirits.

As if he finally had the heart to open a crack in the defense and give another person a pass to see.

Walker also seemed to realize something: "Not alone?"

"Well, I... my friend is also here. This time I came back with him to have a look."

Reid frowned—"Come back and have a look"? Did Griffith live in Las Vegas?

"Friend?" Walker smacked the word twice in his mouth, and said "Oh" meaningfully: "I see, so I won't bother you."

Sally is very sensitive to language, and immediately understood her fiancé's hint, and let out a small exclamation.

Griffith finally read the couple's teasing from her exclamation, and almost became angry-especially when they were right, poking at the key point of his guilt.

Sally snatched back the phone: "What? Foster, are you doing well? Fos..."

"Sorry, I still have to hang up beforehand!"

It was the first time that Sally was hung up in such a hurry by him, thinking that his guilty conscience had confirmed the fact of the "good thing", she was so excited that she couldn't help herself: "John! John! Foster, he actually..."

It seems that gossip is really a powerful shot, and even a girl as reserved as Sally can't escape it.

John didn't answer, but said in a voice almost whispering, "Yes, it's really surprising."

"Dong dong dong."

Gideon wiped off his anxious mind: "Please come in."

Carrying the wine, Rossi kicked open the concealed door: "So assured of the hotel's security?"

Gideon was noncommittal, turned the pen in his hand, and pointed to the opposite side: "Sit, let's talk."

Rossi's shoulders fell all of a sudden: "Talk again? Didn't we talk at the police station just now?"

Gideon said nothing, just stared at him with that "I'm always right" look.

Rossi is not his subordinate, so naturally he is not afraid.He hooked the door strap with his foot in silence, took a goblet by himself, and pulled out the cork of the red wine.He first sniffed the cork with the attitude of smelling roses, then lifted the bottle, and the deep red wine flowed into the clear glass. Rossi raised the glass and shook it lightly. Under the light, the transparent liquid Provides an attractive sheen.

Gideon watched impatiently: "Are you done?"

Rossi took a sip of his drink and blinked innocently at him.

Gideon cut to the chase: "What did you tell Griffith?"

Rossi put down his glass and replied, "Didn't you ask?"

"Dave, I'm serious." Gideon frowned, "Since James has gone, it's better not to tell the children about him... The things of one generation should stay with the next generation, don't pass it down."

Rossi raised his eyebrows and said, "Son? I think Griffith is at least 27, child?"

Gideon gave him a helpless look, "You know what I'm talking about."

"I know." Rossi took another sip of the wine, savoring it for a long time before swallowing it down, "Imported from France, bought in a supermarket, it's not bad—have some?"

He even took only one cup, and he didn't intend to raise his glass to drink at all, Gideon waved his hand, not wanting to hear him pretending to be stupid: "As long as you know what I mean, I don't want to be so defensive against you...forget it. "

Rossi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt him."

The author has something to say: Uncle R's name will be caught in the river, depressed