[Zhongyingmei] Hello stranger

After a cursory search, Morgan finally helped Shirley find Rosie who was sitting on the sofa behind the opposite bar.And Rossi was sitting around a group of beauties, explaining with great interest while pointing to the wine glasses and food in front of him.

Looking at the serious Rossi, Morgan smiled maliciously, took two beers and two wine glasses and turned to her to gesture to the bar on the opposite side, "He's there, it seems we have to change our eyes A better location."

Following his gaze on Rossi, Shirley withdrew her gaze and frowned slightly to look at Morgan. She moved her arm resting on the bar and pointed to the small bucket containing ice cubes, "Can I bring my ice cubes?"

Morgan moved closer to the bar, raised his arm to block the small bucket that seemed to have never existed, and asked solemnly, "Do we have any ice cubes?"

Seeing his fake expression, Shirley couldn't help but smiled and turned her head sideways, retracted her arms and picked up two bottles of beer and shook them in front of his eyes, "Okay...then I'll bring two more bottles of beer."

Morgan nodded with a smile, turned around and put his arm around her waist, leading her forward, "Think carefully."

The two came to the bar on the opposite side, raised their elbows against the bar in a miraculous manner, and stood facing Rossi.As for Rossi, who has already noticed them, she has already integrated into her current atmosphere, not only can't see any flaws, but also is very harmonious with everything around her.

Morgan looked at Rosie with a devoted face, and couldn't help sighing secretly in his heart. He turned his gaze back to Shirley, who was close at hand, "Where do you want to start?"

"Perhaps it started with my little understanding of the appearance of people from various countries..." Shirley raised her hand casually and carefully analyzed Rossi's appearance, "This gentleman's facial features are sharp, but they are much softer than those of Americans. The corners of his eyes and lips are naturally slightly raised, giving people a feeling of optimism. And more importantly, I still remember the standard looks of people from all over the world... So, he should be Italian, right? "

After listening to her well-founded speculation, Morgan was stunned for a moment, and soon felt that this was nothing surprising to her, so he couldn't help laughing, and sighed sincerely: "Someone told you that you can always Did it bring many surprises, Shirley."

Shirley smiled sweetly, frowned slightly, showing a slightly confused look, "I guess there was?"

Morgan raised his eyebrows and smiled, took the wine bottle and poured wine for himself, raised his glass to her and drank it in one gulp.Folding his arms and leaning towards her, the light in his eyes became brighter, "What's next?"

Shirley quickly looked back at Rossi, leaned half on the bar counter and looked at Morgan slightly, and said with a brisk smile: "I noticed that he is very particular about food and wine matching, but considering you I have already denied that I am a chef before. Italians are generally more concerned about the quality of life, and he is obviously no exception in one point, enjoying the process more than simply filling his stomach. So... In any case, he must be good at and love cooking ,Is it right?"

Morgan raised his eyebrows and nodded, finishing the glass of wine that was poured again.Tilting his head slightly and pursing his lips, he looked at her and asked her the first difficult question, "So, what about his occupation?"

Shirley turned her head and stared at Rossi in confusion for a long time, and finally smiled helplessly and looked back at Morgan, "Can I just skip it with a glass of wine?"

Morgan smiled and raised his hand to lightly wrap her shoulders, leading her to turn around to face the bar.Withdrawing his hands and propping his elbows on the bar, he turned his head and shrugged helplessly, "I think with your ingenuity, I shouldn't have cheated on you..."

Shirley also looked sideways at him, lowered her eyes and curled her lips with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment?"

Morgan laughed twice, and his eyes drifted to the other three, "But here's a reminder, we are a team. So, why don't you see what they look like to do?"

Shirley nodded in a teachable way, looked away and looked back at him soon, and said with emotion, "But why do I feel that this makes the problem more complicated? I mean...you seem to have very different personalities, It's hard to think of anything that would connect you both."

Morgan shook her shoulder encouragingly and quickly moved his hand away, smiling confidently in her, "Don't think too much, just trust yourself, your keen observation and amazing intuition."

Shirley revived her morale solemnly, and turned her head to vaguely see Reid's face looking left and right through the crowd, "Is he the man in the previous photo?"

Morgan nodded again and again, Shirley glanced at Rhett and looked at Morgan suddenly, "I thought of the deduction I didn't have time to say before..."

Seeing that Morgan raised her eyebrows and signaled her to listen, Shirley slightly raised her hand on the bar and pointed her index finger at Rhett's position, "Are you teachers from the same school? So you have participated in school football together. Competition...you seem to be very good at this sport, you must be a physical education teacher, he should be a liberal arts teacher..."

After hearing her first words, Morgan began to pour wine for her, and couldn't help laughing even more after hearing her subsequent words.Without waiting for her to continue, he picked up the wine glass and handed it to her lips, "Okay, your initial assumption was wrong... Which school have you seen where teachers are always on call? Come on, drink up This glass of wine is sober and sober, get back in the right direction as soon as possible."

"Henry's mother might be a biology teacher. That Italian gentleman looks like an art teacher, or a classical music teacher..." Shirley resolutely stepped back, away from the wine glass, and looked at the other four people left and right.Raising her hand to stop Morgan's approaching hand from time to time, she seemed to be amused by her deviating speculation, "Don't, don't...Okay, okay, Derek...At least let me finish my thoughts."

Morgan stopped his troublesome hand and hung it in mid-air, and spread the other hand with a smile, "Well, I also want to feel your rich imagination."

Only then did Shirley return to the bar, and looked at the other two opposite with a blank smile.Although I felt that I couldn't make it up, I tried to look back at Morgan seriously, "As for the remaining beauty, I can only see her back from the beginning to the end. But guess what I think? Even though there is only a back, she looks quite Steady and capable... um, math teacher?"

Morgan felt that he was about to laugh so hard that he couldn't listen anymore, but she frowned and made a serious look, "That serious gentleman exudes an aura that cannot be easily refuted. His appearance is dignified, and there seems to be some Dumb, probably a history teacher?"

Seeing that she finally finished speaking, Morgan moved his hand forward again to pass the wine, Shirley raised her head and raised her hand to stop him, she couldn't help laughing, "Is he the dean? Oh, you guys ..."

Without waiting for her to continue to break the jar, Morgan raised his hand to support her back, and directly moved the wine glass to the back of her upper lip to seal it.Shirley put her hand lightly on the bottom rim of her glass, and looked at him with smiling eyes.Led by his unhurried movements, he sipped his wine, listening to his voice mixed with a smirk, "One, two, three, four, five, six, and this is just the first glass..."

Shirley waved a hand away in front of him in protest, taking her own glass after taking her last sip.Standing facing him, she looked away as if she had thought about it for a long time, and argued with a serious smile, "What did you say about Derek? You are a group, right? And I just inferred about your group , how can there be one, two, three, four, five, six?"

Morgan smiled, as if she couldn't justify her explanation, "Well, what a cunning, seamless reason..."

Smiling happily, Shirley followed him and turned her head to see the five people sitting around again.After seeing Emily's face clearly, she quickly recalled, and looked back at Morgan, "It seems that you are leaving, but I still haven't been able to come up with the correct answer..."

Morgan put down his right hand that was waving towards them, and looked at her with a leisurely smile on the bar counter, "They almost came prepared, and it's not easy to see them all... You are already great."

Hearing his reassuring words, Shirley tilted her head with a smile, "So, what is the final answer?"

Morgan pursed her lips happily and smiled, "We are the FBI."

Shirley exclaimed exaggeratedly, nodded her head and repeated, "fbi..."

Seeing her feigned surprise, Morgan frowned and asked tentatively with a smile, "You know? When? How did you know?"

Shirley tilted her head and raised her eyebrows at him, shaking her head slightly to indicate where Emily was, "Just now, I saw the face of that math teacher and recognized her as Detective Emily Prentice. She spoke to me when I was at the Las Vegas Police Department about a month or so ago."

This time it was Morgan who was taken aback, and pulled his lips to make a look of annoyance, "More than a month ago...you still remember her name, but you don't remember seeing me?"

Shirley frowned and fell into deep thought, but her memories of that day at the police station stopped abruptly until she met JJ.She tried to think about it, but she could only remember that she drove back to the hotel sullenly and at full speed afterwards.Then he gave up and could only smile awkwardly, "I'm sorry?"

"I hope you can remember one day... although the chance is a little slim." Morgan slightly hooked the corners of his lips, turned around and poured the wine for himself, and raised his glass to her, "...Since you made the point, then This last cup is mine."

"Wait, I'm actually cheating to some extent." Shirley raised her hand to stop him, took the bottle and poured herself some wine, then clinked glasses with him, "...so, I'll drink this last glass with you ...and for that, good night."

"Cheers." Morgan smiled and drank his wine.

Just as he put down his glass, the phone rang.He took out his mobile phone and saw the text message "Won't you wait?" from Huo Qi, and looked up at Huo Qi with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

Holding an empty wine glass, Shirley asked in a deliberate tone, "...New case?"

"No," Morgan put away his phone, looked at her, and thought for a while, "I should go."

Shirley turned her back to the bar first, smiled and put her hand on his elbow, "Go, but I have to stay for a while. Good night, Derek."

"Good night, bye Washington." Morgan raised his eyebrows and shook his head. When she withdrew her hand, she took a few steps back, pulled out her right hand from her pocket, waved at her, and turned to leave.