[CM] THE CASE

Feelings are so inspiring that they are an important prerequisite for all moral conduct. —— Kailov

For the second time, Garcia didn't help her friend.She was absent-minded when she was fishing at work, and almost played two sets of Tuan Mi.Quitting the game without interest, she refreshed the positions of her colleagues.

The screen was reflected on her glasses. Behind the glass, those black eyes slowly opened wide. She grabbed the phone, and the pen holder was knocked down by her rude movement. The cap of the marker fell off, leaving a red streak on the floor. scratches.

Like fresh blood.

Reid is waiting for the elevator with the pizza delivery box in his arms.

The nearby stores didn't deliver takeaways, Griffith drank alcohol and became more and more exhausted from the bad news, so Reid had to comfort him to sleep and go buy dinner by himself.

When the phone call came in, he put his left hand into his right pocket with difficulty, took it out and saw that it was Garcia.

"Hey?"

"Reid! Where's Griffith?"

"He's sleeping in the room." Reid smelled a hint of danger from her tense tone, "What?"

"His phone has no signal!" Garcia said seriously. "Are you sure he's sleeping in a hotel room?"

With a thump in his heart, Reid rushed into the stairwell, ignoring the pizza and the elevator.

Their room was on the sixth floor, and the floor was not high. Reid relied on his long legs, and ran up to the sixth floor with two or three steps.

At this moment, two voices split in his heart.

A voice told him, relax, it's okay, Griffith's phone might just be out of battery.The other voice didn't speak, it just kept screaming, like a smoke alarm going off at the top of its lungs.

The momentum of the former gradually weakened, and Reid almost hit the cleaning truck, before he could hear the cleaner say sorry, he had already run to the door of the room.

After strenuous exercise, my throat hurts with a bloody smell, as if a bloody wound was cut open by the air.

He quickly swiped his card to open the door, and the door of the room was pushed hard by him, hitting the beige wall with a muffled sound.

That blow seemed to hit his heart. In the cold winter, he was wrapped in a down jacket and stood in the warm wind, feeling cold all over.

There was no one in the house.

Griffith was jolted awake.

This kind of shaking is not like someone grabbing the shoulder and shaking vigorously, but when driving, it is like running over a speed bump.

His head hit something, which made him subconsciously groan, but his eyes were completely dark.

He paused, blinking quickly.

Can't see anything.

Generally speaking, pure darkness is impossible. Even if there is only a faint light, the human eye can still see a little blurred outline.But he couldn't see it.

His hands and feet were bound, but with his hands tied in front of his body, he could still touch his face.

No blindfolds, no tape.

His heart was beating wildly, and after a while, he realized that he was holding his breath.

He...was really invisible.

This fact made his brain stop immediately. After a while, he calmed down and began to explore the surrounding environment.

He seemed to be leaning against a corner, his lower body and back were soft, and when he stretched out his hand to feel it, he could feel the soft soundproof cotton.He wanted to stand up, but unexpectedly his legs felt weak, and before his butt left the cushion, he sat back down again, making a dull echo.

No strength in my body, it should be something like a muscle relaxant.

After all this tossing, the noise finally alarmed the guards. After Griffith listened intently to the echo, he heard someone pull open a window and yelled in a low voice: "Don't move around! Otherwise, you'll see me!"

Griffith's heart skipped a beat.

He should be in the car now. Based on the motivation just now, there is empty space under his feet, there is a metallic sound, it may be a container.That is, he was in a van?

who is it?Who is going to kidnap him?Why blind him?He was sleeping in the hotel, and who took the trouble to tie him out?

Questions one after another, like a string of beads, rolled out one after another with a light tug. Griffith couldn't think of it, but he had to, because blind eyes and noisy voices would drive him crazy if he let it go.He has no clue at all, so he can only find things for himself, waiting for his colleagues to find out that he is missing.

Emily is eating at the restaurant.

A decent gentleman sat across from her, and the two exchanged a few words and smiled from time to time, taking the blind date out of the atmosphere of a business negotiation.

Such an inexplicably awkward atmosphere was finally interrupted by the ringtone of the mobile phone. Emily smiled politely, and the other party made a gesture to her before she picked it up, and said in a low voice, "Hotch?"

"Griffith is missing." Hotch's serious voice came out. "I need you guys to get back to BAU right now."

Emily's expression also became serious: "Yes, sir."

She didn't have time to explain more, so she hurriedly booked the earliest flight ticket, explained a few words to her blind date, and left first.

Reid called up the surveillance from the hotel, and found that the cleaning truck that passed by him had just come out of their room.He watched it back and forth many times, and Gideon forcibly turned off the video, his eyes were like pointers, and he slapped him hard.

"If I'd known," Reid murmured, "if I'd stopped, even asked, if I'd seen him..."

"You can't tell if you ask." Gideon interrupted him coldly, "These people are professionals, even if you really asked, in the state at that time, you would believe what he said, let alone you didn't Go ask."

Reid took a deep breath.

Gideon frowned: "That's why BAU doesn't allow emotional relationships between team members. If you can't help, just go out and stay."

Rossi, who followed Gideon in, immediately stepped forward and dragged Reid out.

Reid's face was very ugly, but Rossi didn't see it, took him to the lobby, and asked for two cups of coffee.

"Do you like sweetened or unsweetened?" Rossi asked him, holding up two glasses.

Reid didn't respond.

Rossi then pushed the unsweetened glass into his hand.He sat down next to the distraught young man, and said to him: "Actually, BAU's rule that it doesn't allow dating is because I made it. Although there is no express rule, it's just like that."

Reid turned to look at him.

Rossi continued: "Yes, my ex-wife, let me think about it, the second ex-wife just couldn't cooperate in the same group before the divorce, which affected work efficiency, and then moved away after the divorce." He smiled and drank Take a sip of coffee.

"But feelings are bad, you can't control them. They don't follow logic, they don't listen to reason, and they always give your reason a hammer, making you dizzy. You will think, why is it like this? Is it worth it? Like this? Am I still me? Is this love?" Rossi squeezed his throat, "This is not love. Because any kind of emotion will interfere with you, as long as something happens to someone you care about, it will affect your judgment. Only But the degree of care is different, and the degree of influence is different."

"But no matter how much it affects you, you won't change. And you have more clues than anyone else, even out of distractions. He lives with you, doesn't he? There's something wrong with him, and you shouldn't be the first Do you know?" Rossi clinked glasses with him lightly, "Think about it, don't question yourself, because self-blame has no answer and is meaningless."

Reid looked down at the shaking coffee, and suddenly said, "You're lying."

Rossi eats.

"You and your second wife didn't divorce because of that," Reid said quietly. "Gideon told me."

Rossi laughed. "Yes. So, are you ready to use your little head, little Holmes?"

Griffith didn't know how long they'd been gone.

They stopped once and someone came in to bring him food.These people were very cautious, he could feel someone watching over the bread while he was eating, and he was given a shot of muscle relaxant after he finished eating.He tried his best, and heard someone whispering outside: "So careful? I've already had two injections, it's a waste."

"Hush, this man is an agent, you can't be too careful..."

Behind them they closed the door and were never heard again.

But these two words made Griffith's hairs explode: They knew he was an agent!

That's weird, who would kidnap an agent?Enemies?The time he entered the BAU was not short or long, and there would definitely not be any troubles for convicted prisoners who were released after serving their sentences. Similarly, there was no news of any prisoners escaping from prison.Even if he escaped from prison, how did he find it there? Reid just went out to buy dinner, so why was their timing so accurate?Could it be that they have been following him for a long time?

No, who would spend so much energy following him?According to his current calculation, there are three people in total.They have a clear division of labor, but the information does not seem to be equal.Aren't they a gang?

Moreover, large trucks are very conspicuous in urban areas, and they are likely to be on the road.Where are they taking him?

The author has something to say: The disappearing time is due to some incidents at home, plus homework, now that it is all done, it will not disappear suddenly again.Thank you for still watching, pen core