[Variety Drama] Serious Nonsense

When Flora was almost grabbing the taxi driver's neck and rushing towards the Washington DC serial killer, Reid had already taken off his bulletproof vest, removed his matching gun, and pinned the miniature walkie-talkie in his cuff, ready to face the terminally ill inside the house alone. crazy murderer.

"Good boy, we will stand by the door as soon as you cough." Morgan put his hands on Rhett's shoulders and patted solemnly, "If the suspect loses control, we will rush in immediately, okay?"

Rhett pursed his lips and nodded.This is not the first time he has done this kind of thing, he has rescued six hostages from a schizophrenic patient on the train from El Paso to Dallas, and he believes that his ability in this area will not be biased.

Just have to get this all sorted out before Flora arrives.

"Ed Constance, we found the person you want for you, and he will go in immediately, please don't press the explosion button." Rossi shouted into the house with a loudspeaker in advance.

Reid walked to the door of the low building on the second floor, rubbed his hands, looked back at the team members, took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell rang three times intermittently, and an unimaginably thin but decisive male voice came out from the dialogue hole of the door: "Why is it a man? I want the goddess "Apple Pie", you get me a man?"

"Mr. Constance, I never said positively that I was a woman, did I? Do you remember when I posted about dating? I was dating a woman." Rhett answered quickly and smoothly.

The FBI not far away held their breath one by one, as long as Constanken opened the door and let Reid in, they would be half successful.

After more than a minute of silence, another voice came from the other end: "Stand farther away and raise your hands to prove to me that you are not armed."

Rhett took a step back, pushed the miniature intercom on the inside of the cuff a little with one hand, then rolled up both cuffs and raised his hands high.A few seconds later, he turned around while maintaining the same posture, with his back facing the door guard.

"Click" The door unlocked sounded.

"Come in."

Both Reid and the team members breathed a sigh of relief. Once the flaw was seen before, it is very likely that the suspect would detonate the bomb immediately.

Rhett frowned after entering the door, the snow-white walls were covered with explosives with thick tape, and the ceiling and corners were not missed.The room is very tidy, and the tea table and lockers are also tidy.

Why did a careful suspect show his flaws and let the fbi find him?

Obviously he did it on purpose.

"You, come here." Constance stood on the side of the living room, even though the curtains were drawn, he stood very vigilantly away from the window.Beside him is a wooden table with a row of monitors, and the pictures on it are every corner of the house.

In the center of the room was a long leather sofa, on which sat an old lady with gray hair. She sat there calmly, holding a teacup in both hands, sipping the tea in the cup.Rhett had seen her picture before coming in, and she was the kidnapped next-door neighbor, Mrs. Wyman.

Who will tell Rhett why the hostage is sitting on the sofa drinking tea with peace of mind?

"Are you Apple Pie?" Constance was dressed very grandly, with a pressed suit and tie, his hair was also styled with hairspray, and a pure white corsage was pinned on the left side of his chest.

"Yes." Reed saw the small remote control button being held in one hand by Constance. As long as he moved his thumb forward and pressed the button, the house would instantly explode into bricks and tiles.

Rhett knew exactly what to do first.

"Now that I've come, you must let Mrs. Wyman out."

Mrs. Wyman looked at Rhett for the first time. She put down the teacup in her hand and said unhurriedly: "Don't worry about my child, I haven't finished my work yet. Ed is a good boy, don't worry about it." It was too harsh on him."

Oh my god, why is this not what I imagined it to be.

Mrs. Wyman seemed to trust Constance so much that she might even have come here of her own accord.

"Prove, prove that you are." Constance ignored Rhett's words, and he was obliquely facing Rhett, and it was easy to see the monitoring screen on the screen from that position.

Rhett took a step towards the sofa, he must be ready to protect the old woman at any time.

"I saw the post you posted. I also learned about your gift from the newspaper, edc." He stated, looking for opportunities.

Flora had told him about the post earlier.Reid contacts his intentionality, realizing that all he's doing is trying to get the attention of "Apple Pie."

——This is a crazy obsessed person.

His girlfriend has such a serial killer as a fan, Rhett really feels tired qaq Constance's eyes lit up when Rhett said his screen name "edc".

"Then you, do you like it? Do you like this gift?"

Ripping out the illusions of this psychopathic follower would cause him to lose control, so Rhett couldn't do that.

He tried his best to keep his expression as natural as possible: "Not bad."

"And you're smart, you know how to exploit people's fear once and for all." He refers to the crime that Constance planned.

Only a lot of praise can make this murderer who has no expectations for life let go of his guard.

Mrs. Wyman continued to sit on the sofa calmly, refilled a pot of tea for herself, and turned a deaf ear to the conversation between the two.Rhett remembered that the documents indicated that she had some mild dementia, which seemed to be true.

Constance's eyes became hotter and hotter, and his expression became more and more excited. It was more like he was looking at a opposite sex who suited his taste.

"You like it very much?"

His eyes have shifted from the video surveillance to Red, but now is still not the time, as long as the remote control is still in his hand.

"Yes, I like it. So let's go out together and let more people witness..."

"No, no one else is needed," he interrupted Rhett.

——This is just a fantasizing desire for "Apple Pie".

"No problem, no one else is needed." Reid had to control his emotions.He took another step forward and noticed that Constance had no gun.

"Do you know? How much I like you, and I've been in love with you since the moment you became popular in the Internet circle." Constance's voice turned into tears, "I believe we can always meet, but..."

——But he was found to have stomach cancer, the cause of the crime.

"I thought you were a goddess, but it doesn't matter if you're the wrong gender." What he said next made Rhett almost escape, "Since you like it, then we can still be together."

Wait a minute, what's going on here? qaq

Constance didn't wait for his response, and continued on his own initiative: "I knew you would agree. I have prepared everything for us. Even the witnesses are here."

As if in response, Mrs. Wyman raised her teacup with a smile.

"Wait a minute!" Rhett raised his voice, "You're going to... marry me now?"

"Of course, we love each other."

Constance was still very vigilant at the moment, his eyes glanced at the screen from time to time, and he held the remote control firmly with one hand.

"Okay, I understand." Rhett swallowed, he had to compromise for the time being, and he was so glad that it wasn't Flora standing here at the moment.

"This is not enough, Mrs. Wiman, please." Constance did not approach Rhett, but turned to Mrs. Weman who was sitting on the sofa.

And this old lady suffering from mild dementia put down the tea cup in her hand again, touched some clothes with both hands, and picked up a corsage prepared in advance from the coffee table.She got up, walked up to Rhett, and pinned it gently on his left chest with her wrinkled but dexterous hands.

"Young man, don't be nervous. I have witnessed this kind of thing many times, and it will pass quickly. By the way, I also prepared my wedding dress for this."

Flora rushed into the cordon regardless of the obstruction. Morgan knew that she could not be stopped and could only comfort her a few words, and handed her a headset.

"Don't worry, our good boy is better than we imagined, he will be fine."

Confused, she took the headset and stuffed it into her ears, and Rhett's voice came into her ears: "...I like it, so let's go out together and let more people witness..."

Then a man with a thin voice growled impatiently:

"No, no one else is needed!"

She didn't know how Rhett convinced the murderer, but she knew that even so Rhett might be in danger at any time, this is a death trap full of bombs inside.This trap was originally prepared for her.

At this moment, her uneasiness is flowing in every liter of blood, pouring into the heart and spreading to the limbs to every part of the body, penetrating into every cell little by little, the limbs feel cold, and cold sweat oozes finely, and so on.

Then the dialogue takes a strange turn that shatters it all.

When she heard the lunatic say "we can still be together" to Rhett, Flora's heart was not at peace.

*!Morgan, use your determination to kick her door last time to kick this door open for her!

And the word "love each other" just came out of that pervert's mouth. The members of the bau team first glanced at each other, and then looked at Flora neatly.

Their worries about Rhett have been replaced by some sympathy. He actually met a psychopath who forced marriage.

而一手捏着耳麦的芙罗拉现在多么想冲进去把这个想逼婚她男人的疯子暴揍一顿，用上自己压箱底的诺基亚。

She knew Rhett couldn't refuse, couldn't refuse.

"Young man, don't be nervous. I have witnessed this kind of thing many times, and it will pass quickly. By the way, I also prepared my wedding dress for this."

The wedding dress...the wedding dress...Flora couldn't close her mouth anymore, she couldn't force herself to imagine the scene when Rhett put on the wedding dress.

God, what happened to her fans?What happened to this world?Is there no normal serial killer in this world?