i think my neighbor is gay

I think we just chatted outside for a while, but in fact it was past eleven o'clock when we got back to the hotel - I can't imagine the two of us wandering on the dark and empty road for three hours!

When we returned, Morgan just came out of the bathroom. He was wearing a T-shirt, a towel around his neck, and a bunch of toiletries in his hand. He looked at us and smiled a little unusually: "You just came back? Isn't it very romantic to be outside in the cold wind at night?"

"Morgan, do you know that the definition of romance is poetic and full of fantasy..." Reid frowned slightly, raised his chin slightly, and pointed his right index finger in Morgan's direction. As soon as he opened his mouth, Morgan raised his hands unbearably: "Hey , Hey! Genius, I was wrong, stop."

Hahahaha these two are so funny.

I sniggered beside me, at this moment Reid has already started talking about the history of romanticism from the definition of romance, Morgan shook his head at me asking for help: "Hey, don't you care about him? I just said a word."

"He's doing everything right, so why should I stop him?" I shrugged at Morgan, smiled and took Reid's hand in support, "And you were the one who said 'we' first , why should I help you?"

"Oh please..." Morgan laughed helplessly. H's voice came from behind us: "You are back."

I have always been in awe of Hotch, and I can't make jokes like Morgan and Elle. Reid also stopped talking about revenge, and turned to look at Hotch. His expression was much more relaxed than at work, but He looked much more serious than the average person, anyway, I was a little afraid to joke around in front of him.

He looked at me and said, "I contacted S.H.I.E.L.D., and their plane is here tomorrow morning."

"Oh, that's good. After all, this kind of thing is within their jurisdiction." I blinked and answered seriously. H nodded slightly: "So do you need to use the bathroom?"

"Oh, sorry..." Reid and I quickly moved aside, but there is still a lot of space in the corridor, and we didn't block the middle of the corridor.

I looked at Hotch incomprehensibly, the corners of his pursed mouth turned up slightly, not as serious as before, Reid asked me one step ahead: "Hotch, were you joking just now?"

"Yes." Hotch didn't look back, and said such a sentence, Morgan stood beside us laughing uncontrollably, Reid frowned inexplicably, and asked him: "Is this funny?"

"Yes, genius." Morgan took the towel off his neck, strode away, and waved to us, "Genius, don't forget to kiss goodnight."

Reid stared at his back for a while, then turned to look at me after a while: "Let's go, I'll take you back to the room."

There is nothing to give away, our rooms are all on the third floor, but my room turns left when going up the stairs, and his room turns right. The distance between them is about ten meters, and it is only a few steps away.

After a few steps, I arrived at the door of my room. I didn’t want to let him go like this. Reid didn’t seem to want to leave either. He took a deep breath and began to stand at the door and tell me some chemistry that I didn’t quite understand. Knowledge... It's really like listening to a book from heaven. After all, I didn't learn chemistry very well before, even if I read books by myself, I can't read any chemistry books.

Reid was silent for a while after finishing a long list, I was a little distracted-it's not my fault, anyone will be like this when they hear some knowledge that they don't understand, especially if I don't want to interrupt, I can only be distracted.

He suddenly bent down towards me, kissed me quickly on the lips, and said quickly, "Goodnight kiss."

Before I could react, he straightened up quickly and walked towards his room.

I stared at his back for a while, covered my mouth and smiled as I entered the door.

There is a mirror on the table in the room. When I pass by the mirror, I can't help but look at it, only to find that something is wrong-Emma, ​​my hair is burnt!How could I have forgotten!

Am I walking down the street with Reid today with this ridiculous image? !Is that the image I used to face Reid's goodnight kiss? !Holy shit, I just want to hit the wall and die!

Half of my smooth brown hair is now burnt, and the hair near the right ear is curly like that of an African child. The key is that the left and right sides are not symmetrical. , I really don't know how Reid just looked at me like this and didn't laugh.

Hot! ! !I really want to beat Ryan up! ! !

I looked in the mirror sadly and trimmed my hair with my own hands. I trimmed my long hair into short hair. There is no uncomfortable feeling at all.

After chopping radishes, I found a new use for my hands. Unfortunately, I had so much burnt hair that I couldn’t even style myself. Just trimming off the burnt hair was already very short, symmetrical on both sides. ...well, my hair is at least a little longer than reid's now.

I stared at my new image in the mirror for a while, and it just felt awkward, which made me want to beat ryan even more, plus I have to face S.H.I.E.L.D. tomorrow - I guess Most people are—I feel even worse.

It turns out that when you think the status quo is already bad, often worse things will appear.

When we got up early the next morning, we were told bad news by the police—Ryan had escaped from prison.

He was handcuffed and locked in the interrogation room of the police station last night, and the door was locked in the middle of the night, leaving a police officer to watch him outside. But when someone went to find him this morning, they found that the handcuffs were burned by high temperature The door of the interrogation room was also burnt out, and the police officer guarding the door was burned to carbon and fell to the ground.

The sheriff went through surveillance records and told us he fled at dawn.

The only good news is that he still only has the ability to get angry with his hands, instead of evolving the ability to get angry all over his body.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. plane landed in the small town before our action, and it really came. When he saw me, he smiled and winked at me: "Long time no see, Maggie."

Although I have figured it out, I still feel a little awkward about his defrauding my trust, so I greeted him coldly: "."

He must have sensed the softening of my attitude, and said to me with a smile: "Oh, I really miss the days when you called me Phil... The new hairstyle is nice."

I didn't feel happy about this compliment at all, so I didn't answer, and he didn't care. He turned his head and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I'm from S.H.I.E.L.D."

Shake hands with him, I always thought that these two people have similar smiles, now they look more similar when they laugh together, he smiled and said: "...Sorry, our unsub escaped."

As if not surprised, he waved back: "This is normal. After all, supernatural beings are difficult to subdue, especially those with high threat levels. S.H.I.E.L.D. also feels a headache for these people."

He smiled at me: "Maggie is also one of them. S.H.I.E.L.D. had a lot of headaches about how to arrange her, and I would like to thank bau."

A man in a suit brought over a small box and opened the lid. Inside were bullets that were still steaming. It doesn't matter if you hit ordinary people, but it's better to deal with supernatural beings, after all, we only have Maggie here who can confront him head-on—then do you have any clues about his whereabouts?"

We walked while talking, and now we have left the parking lot. The man in the suit distributed the bullets to all of us, even Reid was allocated the bullets.

After a moment of silence, he said: "We guessed that he might go to his parents—his parents seemed to be very opposed to his approach, and he wanted to prove it yesterday, but we caught him."

"Usually, in this situation, he will have a sense of frustration, and he will be eager to prove that he is right again in front of his parents." Reid quickly picked up the words, he frowned slightly, his expression was very focused, " He will definitely go back to his parents to witness, and his target will often be the one who made him feel frustrated."

"Morgan, Elle, you go to Ryan's house, and you go to Brown's place with us." Hotch reacted quickly and gave the order directly.

Thinking of being able to beat Ryan upright again, I felt a little better. After going out this morning, the bau people praised my new hairstyle one by one, which really made me wonder whether I should be happy or angry.

The door to Brown's house was wide open, apparently something had happened, and H and walked in through the front door with a gun, and let us go around through the back door.

Although the back door of their house was closed, it was not locked. I stretched out my hand and twisted it to open it. Reid walked behind me holding a gun. His expression seemed to be very vigilant, but his posture for holding the gun was really awkward. Standard, if my teacher sees it, he will definitely be taught a lesson.

I think if I have time, I should drag Reid to the class together, I don't count on his fighting skills, at least his marksmanship must be more accurate, right?

When I opened the door, I heard a faint quarrel. After turning a corner, the sound became more obvious. It should be Ryan and his parents arguing: "Why can't you always understand me? I shouldn't give in to these ordinary people ! I am a supernatural person! I should be higher than them! Others can understand! Why can't you, my parents, understand!"

other people?

His mother cried, "Ryan, you weren't like this before, why did you become like this?"

Ryan yelled petulantly, and I heard Hotch's serious voice: "FBI, Ryan, put your hands where I can see them."

Reid and I quietly turned the corner again and saw them in the living room of the brown family. This time the brown family was tied to the chairs in the living room with tape over their mouths, and ryan's parents were also tied in the living room He got up on the chair, his mother was already in tears, Ryan's standing posture was a bit strange, I thought about it and then recalled that I seemed to kick his leg disabled yesterday.

Trading my hair for his legs, no matter how you look at it, I earned it.

He turned his back to us, facing hotch and the others, and said nonsense: "If I raise my hand, does that mean I have really surrendered? You are not afraid of being burned to death by me. Have you seen the body at the door of the small room today? Can I put You will burn like this too!"

I took it straight from Reid's hand - he didn't hold it tight!I just pulled it out like this!

I pointed the gun at Ryan's leg. Although the bullet can't kill anyone, it's always good just in case. At least it doesn't matter if the leg is hit by a real bullet.

H was still trying to persuade him, but Ryan stretched his hand forward a little bit, I tensed my nerves, and immediately pulled the trigger when the flame in his hand just emerged——

The S.H.I.E.L.D. bullet was really effective. Almost the moment it hit his calf, he fell stiffly to the ground, and the flame in his hand disappeared into the air before it took shape.