[Variety Drama] Serious Nonsense

The dead souls of the dead return to their homeland to look for living beings. They light the stove and put on masks to expel the souls of the dead.

With dark blue eye shadow and bright lip color, the dark purple robes for the university halloween ball fit better than expected, curled the ends of the hair with ironing irons, put on witch hats, stepped into lace-up boots, and picked up her own black dress from the sofa The little bag was straddling her shoulders, and Flora, who was standing in front of the mirror, felt that it would definitely stun the little doctor with high IQ.On Halloween, she dressed herself as the Witch of the West on this day of offering sacrifices to the dead and praying for peace.

Determined to stuff the movie tickets into the satchel, Flora felt that she should add something to herself, but unfortunately there was no broom as golden as rice ears.Finally, she looked around the room, and picked up the cat teasing stick with a long string hanging from the end and a fluffy ball tied to the end from the coffee table. She temporarily regarded this as a unique magic wand.

Pai didn't despise her "fickleness" this time, it just "accidentally" bit off the phone line of the landline in the morning, and at the moment it is concentrating on self-reflection (playing with spoils) on its throne (sofa).

Flora cleaned up the cat litter for it, added some cat food in the basin, and then went out at the calculated point. She googled the route map and listed the bus schedule yesterday. It is estimated that she can arrive at Reed's 10 minutes earlier. Make an appointment.

It was still afternoon, the bus was relatively deserted, and among the few people there were some people wearing plastic ghost masks on their faces.She found a seat and sat down, staring at all kinds of jack-o-lanterns and Halloween posters outside the window, thinking of Christmas after graduation, she spent at home scratching the belly of the black cat and watching movies and TV dramas. It was the first time in the past few years to dress up, and I was really curious about the doctor's expression when he saw this dress... She suddenly realized that she had imagined this possibly just an escort among friends as a date, Or is it really a date that happened in a wonderful and unimaginable way?

After putting aside this strange idea, she habitually touched her mobile phone to relieve boredom, but she couldn't find it after she emptied her satchel. With essentials and a full phone stuffed into a bag, there's no reason to disappear.

I looked up at the station name and the time on the driver's overhead display, and found that I would be late if I got off the car and picked it up on the way back.

For Flora, who regards the mobile phone as a travel necessity, losing the mobile phone not only means "lost contact", but also a decrease in combat effectiveness due to the inability to use the search engine*.

Do you want to go back and look for it?

In her mind came the figure of the doctor standing pitifully at the entrance of the theater with his hands in his pockets, propping up his eyelids with dark circles, squatting, his eyes searching the crowds entering the venue, she bit Gritting his teeth, he decided to lower his combat power, not thinking about the mobile phone that he had abandoned somewhere.

After an hour and a half of travel, she arrived at the gate of "Starlight Cinema" five minutes earlier than four o'clock, but she didn't see Reid.

There is still half an hour before the opening of the movie, and the agreed time has come, but I still haven't seen the doctor who likes sweaters and shirts and carries a big out of place mailbag.

Stepping into the public phone booth and dropping coins into the slot, Flora's fingers rested on the number keys, realizing that she had no idea what the doctor's number was.She complained in a low voice, walked back to the street, sat on the bench with the cat teaser in her hand, and waved it in front of her eyes boredly.She also wanted to try other ways. She didn't have a mobile phone nearby and couldn't find an Internet cafe. She felt that she was so weak that she couldn't even contact anyone.

The famous light show attracted a lot of people, they entered the venue wave after wave, and they really waited sadly and bored, but the protagonist was her.

Three minutes before the opening of this fantasy show movie, Flora has almost bald the ball of badminton hanging from the cat teaser stick, and there is only one sentence left in her head: I, good, like, be, Put, dove, son, up!

In addition to being angry and unwilling, she got up and entered the theater by herself.There were only two seats left in the middle of the sixth row with a good view. She glanced at the seat number and naturally knew whose other one was vacant.

The fantasy light movie show is well-deserved of its reputation, the atmosphere and sound effects are subtle and subtle, and the real and terrifying plot scared all the women around screaming, and then flung themselves into the arms of the opposite sex coquettishly.

Flora was absent-minded, preoccupied with the empty chair beside her.

That night Reid expressed his admiration for this magical show vividly, and sincerely invited her to watch this magical show. A few days ago, he sent the tickets in person with a handwritten letter paper. This was either a conspiracy, or It was an accident.

So far, Flora's impression of Reid is that apart from being an "electronic instrument killer", she is so harmless, kind and responsible that one can't help but move a "three good citizens" to him.It could only be by accident.

He is a field FBI, and she was a little worried when he hit the suspect's head on her host on the ground last time.

It was less than half an hour after the movie started, she had mixed feelings, and finally got up and left the venue, and sat back on the chair by the street.

There are already children dressed as ghosts on the side of the road, holding pumpkin jars or small bags in their hands, and they are going to play the "trick or treat" game with their friends from door to door.

"Sister Witch, your magic wand is different from mine." The little Caucasian girl with short brown ponytails stood in front of her at some point, wearing a witch hat on her head and a black cloak behind her.

Flora looked at the little witch, twirled the cat teasing stick in her hand playfully, and lowered her voice: "This is the latest 3.0 upgraded version of the magic wand. The 1.0 eliminated version in your hand is not my opponent at all. I have quietly given it to you. Put a curse on, and you won't be able to stop laughing anytime soon!"

The little girl was amused, and giggled, showing her white teeth with one missing front tooth, and then asked, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"Well, I'm waiting for Dr. Evil, who has an attack power of 187, but his spaceship seems to have encountered space congestion."

How much I hope that I really encountered a traffic jam instead of an evil pervert, Flora sighed dejectedly.

"Then sister, can you cast a few more spells on me during this time? I want to have teeth that won't get decayed no matter how much sugar I eat." The little girl said sweetly and refused to let go.

Flora: "..."

******

On the night before Halloween, all bau staff flew to Detroit to solve an arson murder case. The case continued to be investigated until the morning of Halloween and the suspect had not been identified.

Reid felt disappointed about the possibility of missing the appointment with Flora. He sent a text message before noon, telling Lopez that he might not be able to go in the afternoon when encountering a case. If she is interested, she can go to the wonderful magic show by herself.

Just after noon, he still hadn't received a reply, but when he dialed the number, he received a mechanical female voice who said "shut down", and he couldn't reach the landline.He was a little anxious, but the imminent case forced him to put it aside temporarily.

It was less than 4 pm when the case was successfully concluded, and it took nearly an hour to fly back to Virginia from here.He had been trying to call Lopez's cell phone along the way, and it was still in the "off" state a few times in the early stage, and finally started to hear the waiting tone, but unfortunately no one answered, and his heart that was about to let go was suspended again. stand up.

When the phone was connected, Reid realized how uneasy and suspicious he was before. You must know that 100 people out of every 35 people would be unable to get in touch because their mobile phones ran out of battery.After calming down his mood, he cleared his throat softly, and said, "Lopez, you're okay..."

"Meow~"

Before he finished speaking, a meow came from the other end of the phone.

Morgan had previously discovered that Rhett would call the same number every few minutes, but now that the call was connected, he froze there.

"What's the matter, could it be that your future good girl has turned into a cat?"

With a startled expression on his face, Reid moved the phone away and put it in front of him, making sure that he had not experienced auditory hallucinations before, and then put it back on his ear.

"Meow~" Another cat meowed.

After getting off the plane, he took a taxi with Morgan and rushed to Lopez's house. It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.Rhett rang the doorbell and waited for a few minutes before signaling to Morgan. The strong black guy kicked the door open, startled the black cat on the sofa, and stared at the two men who stepped into him vigilantly. Intruders in the territory.

Reid turned on the light vigilantly, and found that there was no sign of intrusion in the room, then dialed the mobile phone number, and found Lopez's mobile phone with cat saliva still stuck to it on the sofa. Answer the call.

He immediately realized what might have happened—she didn't see the text message, forgot to bring her mobile phone, and she had already left for an appointment.Reid didn't stay on the spot for long, and immediately left Morgan, turned around and rushed out by himself.

"Red, where are you going?" The panic-stricken Rhett dragged him here before he got off the plane on a good Halloween, and now he ignored him and ran out in a hurry.

"Go to Lopez," he added quickly, "Morgan, if you can, can you stay and fix the door before you leave?"

The black guy looked down at the door panel with his footprints lying on the floor of the living room, and then looked through the glass window at the smart and excellent man with three doctorates who had rushed in and out of the rough car. FBI agent, a good teammate, good partner, and good friend who is usually close, shoulder-to-shoulder, and talkative, Dr. Spencer Reed, took a breath, and cursed all the known swear words in his heart over again.