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The room was right next to ours, and we hadn't been back to the hotel for long, and he was clearly still asleep, and he hadn't even changed his clothes yet.

After knocking on the door, he came to answer the door soon, and showed his iconic smile to me: "I'm still thinking about when you will come to me."

My momentum suddenly weakened, but I didn't come to argue with him. After choking me, he smiled and pointed to the door: "Come in."

I closed the door without any hassle, and stood at the door looking at him. He picked up the cup that was turned upside down by the door, poured me a glass of water, and handed it over: "Did Reid sleep?"

I nodded, took the glass, and said straight to the point: "I just want to know, why didn't anyone notify me that something happened to Reid?"

"Don't worry," he smiled at me, took a sip of water, and pointed to the sofa, "Sit down first."

I used to feel a little bit angry and aggrieved, but now I showed a very relaxed look. Now my anger is gone, and the grievance is coming up. I just stood there holding the cup After a while, he walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down aggrieved.

"We don't tell you because there is nothing we can do even if you come." Standing in front of me, he said with a smile. I opened my mouth to refute, but he changed the subject again, "If I guessed right, You haven't finished the S.H.I.E.L.D. mission yet, have you?"

Speaking of this, I am really guilty. After all, I came back immediately after I heard that Reid had an accident. I called to notify him before I got on the plane. I was really not in the mood to tell him in detail. Now that I think about it, I really did It's a bit unreasonable.

I can't say that the tasks assigned by S.H.I.E.L.D. are not important. The FBI has taught us to give priority to orders during training. I also know that it is not correct to give up my tasks for my own private affairs.

Therefore, I have nothing to say about the problems I am facing and do not make any comments on my skipping work. I just smiled at me and turned the topic back: "It's not that we didn't tell you that from country b to Georgia More than eight hours, what's the use of you coming back?"

"It's not that you can't find unsub, it's just that you didn't follow up the case and don't know anything about unsub, and it will take a long time to study unsub's modus operandi after you arrive." I kept smiling when I said these words, and said I can't argue with the reason at all.

If you want to understand unsub, you not only rely on the cases in the materials, but also the clues you find from the scene you personally investigated. I don’t have any understanding of unsub without participating in the case, even if I already have With the level of reasoning recognized by bau, it is impossible for me to draw any useful conclusions without following up on this case.

"It was a rational decision," he said to me sitting on the corner of the bed, with the same smile on his face, "but out of emotion, I think I need to apologize to you, I know you worry about reid, and don't tell this The message is my decision."

I really have nothing to say. I really deserve to be the boss of bau. When I speak, I feel that I can’t refute it. He has already said this. How can I say anything else?

So I can only shake my head to express my indifference: "You should be right."

"Although I know what I did is wrong, I'm afraid I will still do it next time." I put away the smile on my face and looked a little serious, I pursed my lips and said, "Next time I will protect you." Good for him, it is my responsibility to protect him!"

He smiled again, then took a sip of water and said, "Go back and be with Reid, he might not sleep well today."

I nodded, although he seemed to be sleeping well when I went out, but so many things happened to him in the past few days, it is impossible for him to be unaffected at all, maybe he will be awakened by a nightmare in the middle of sleep Yes, even if everyone in bau has participated in psychological evaluation, after being tortured for so many days, there will definitely be some sequelae.

I want to live in the same room with him today because I can take care of him at any time.

I gently opened the door of Reid's room and walked in. Reid was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, sleeping in a very standard sleeping position. His clothes and pants had been placed on the chair next to him, and I took them off silently. Clothes went in for a combat shower, trying not to wake Reid.

After taking a shower, I put on the bathrobe and lifted the quilt and lay next to Reid. My movements were very gentle, for fear that I would wake him up.

But even though I was doing my best to keep things light, Reid woke up, and I just got under the covers when I heard him say, "My mom has schizophrenia."

I was sliding slowly into the quilt, when I heard his voice, I was startled suddenly, stopped, turned to look at Reid, his eyes were closed, as if he hadn’t spoken just now, but soon he moved She moved her lips and continued: "This is a hereditary disease, and I have always been very worried."

His voice is very soft, and he sounds a little weak, and he feels a little out of breath. Obviously, the torture of unsub has greatly affected him. He should have a good rest now, but after thinking about it, I still didn't interrupt him, reid He's a very reliable guy, but he likes to keep things to himself.

I don't think I'm stupid, but I'm still far behind a genius like Reid. Maybe I haven't finished one idea, but he has already turned a dozen ideas in his mind, and Reid himself is also a genius. People who like to think a lot, unlike me, many things are completely based on their own impulse.

This also caused me to sometimes not be able to know what reid was thinking. In such a situation, it can be said that "everyone has their own secret", but in this situation, it is a bit difficult to say, hold back If there are too many things in my heart, I may get sick from holding back.

So now that Reid is willing to speak up and say something to me, I'm literally relieved.

I hesitated for a moment, put my hand on the side of Reid's head, and gently massaged his scalp with my fingers, Reid still didn't open his eyes, and continued after a while: "Tobias is also schizophrenic, he himself is a Nice guy."

I remember this name, he is the unsub this time, I don't understand why reid mentioned this name, but I will not interrupt him at this time, just continue to massage his scalp, listening to him slowly Speaking: "I've always worried that I'd be schizophrenic too."

"Why worry about things that might not happen?" I thought for a while and asked him softly, stroking the direction of his hair with my fingers a few times, "You are still fine so far, and you don't have any signs of schizophrenia , Why do you feel sad for yourself just because you see other people's miserable end? Empathy is not like that."

"Tobias is a good person, but his other personalities are not good people, and he chose to kill people under the threat of those personalities. This is only because of his weakness, not because of his schizophrenia." I pressed Reid's scalp and felt Looking at the feeling of his soft hair passing through my fingers, I said softly, "You are different from him. Genetics may have some influence, but your own will is also very important. Schizophrenia will produce hallucinations, so you will be because of Killing someone because of hallucinations?"

Reid didn't speak, I laughed: "And there is me, schizophrenia can make people withdrawn, if I stay with you all the time, you can't be withdrawn, I'm so noisy, I will definitely annoy you to death."

The corners of Reid's mouth were bent, revealing a radian, I slowly slid into the quilt, turned sideways, and put one hand on his body, just like my mother did to me when I was a child, patting him gently He: "Don't worry, I'll be with you no matter what."

"I was injected with illegal drugs." Just when I was about to fall asleep, Reid suddenly spoke again, my mind was in a daze, and it took me a while to realize what he said. I stopped patting him, and hummed: "I already guessed, it's nothing, you can quit."

Whether it was Reid's abnormal behavior before or the conversation with him, I have already considered the worst situation. I have thought about this situation a long time ago. I guess he still has medicine in his pants pocket.

But what does it matter? It's impossible for reid to be addicted to this kind of thing, he will always quit.

I continued to pat him on the shoulder, moved my whole body towards him, and put my arms around him: "Sleep, I'm flying back to Washington tomorrow, what time is it?"

Reid didn't say a word, I'm already jet lagged, and I'm so sleepy right now, but I don't sleep well all the time, and I feel drowsy and uncomfortable.

Half asleep and half awake, I felt that Reid turned over, stuffed my hands into the quilt, and then hugged me gently.

He seemed to say something else, but I didn't hear it clearly. This familiar posture made me feel very at ease. I felt that his breathing against my ear gradually became even, and soon I was in the familiar position. Asleep on breath.

When I woke up the next day, Reid seemed to be in good spirits. He was sitting on the bedside reading a book. I leaned my head on his waist and felt his warm body temperature coming through from under his clothes. When I looked up, I saw his hand. in the title of the book.

Hey, isn't this the book we bought in country b! Reid read a book early in the morning, it seems that he had a good rest last night!

I raised my hand to poke the book, Reid quickly moved the book away, looked down at me, and smiled, still a little weak, but much better than last night: "I'm awake. "

I hugged his waist and rubbed my face on his waist: "Good morning! Reid!"

Reid grinned, put the book in his hands aside, and slowly got out of bed: "It's getting late, get up."

As soon as I turned my head, I saw two small glass bottles with labels on the table by Reid's side. Reid obviously had no intention of hiding it from me.

I looked at Reid who was washing in the bathroom in his bathrobe, and suddenly felt that this time the incident might not have reached the worst situation I had imagined.

And reid is not as fragile as we think.