[Variety Drama] Serious Nonsense

"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."

Rhett couldn't imagine that her mother in a Las Vegas nursing home would be so depressed that she would only read five books a week if she heard that her child was forced into marriage by a same-sex man and forced to wear a wedding dress.

At this moment, every nerve in him was tense, and his legs seemed to be firmly penetrated and nailed to the floor by these words, neither moving nor not moving.

As for Flora outside the house, she couldn't use any words to describe her mood at the moment. It seemed that the computer suddenly went black. After finally opening it, she found 100+ viruses and 70+ Trojan horses.

"Don't be so troublesome, time is running out, let's start directly."

Constance's words relieved Rhett in the room, Flora outside and the BAU team.

Reid found that his crucified feet were reborn because of this sentence. These feet are really disappointing. He obviously wore a pair of socks of different colors today. The "groom" stretched out his free hand expectantly, and invited Rhett to stand in front of Mrs. Wyman.

Reid calmed down and confirmed the location of the row of monitoring screens again.He didn't hold that hand, but walked quietly to Constance's side, blocking the distance between him and the monitoring screen with his body.

Mrs. Wyman also looked like a witness who had rehearsed thousands of times. She straightened her neckline seriously and cleared her voice—the snow-white walls were covered with lumps of explosives. Shocking decorations, police cars and police officers with flashing red and blue strip lights around the house, seem to be the most unexpected guests again—a hoarse but solemn voice sounded in the room, and Reed's In the ear, it is also transmitted to the miniature walkie-talkie in his cuff, and through the carrier signal method, it is transmitted to the ears of every FBI wearing a headset outside the house, as well as the incumbent of Reid who is about to get married in the house. In the ears of his girlfriend Flora: "Did you come here to receive the holy marriage baptism under the guidance of Jesus Christ? Then I will ask the same question for both of you. This is a very long question. Please listen to it Answer later."

The supposedly sacred ceremony and heartfelt blessings turned into a farce in the hands of a serial killer that touched everyone's hearts.

This scene-

Morgan thought that some day in the not-too-distant future, in a stately church, as best man, they would hand over their bright and lively young man to a good girl who loved him and would spend his life with him; Sitting in the guest seat with their children, witnessing their BAU indispensable big boy gain his own happiness; even Garcia, who has been stunned from the beginning with his big mouth on the other side of the screen, thought he would occupy the front of the guest seat Row, cry silently with a tissue or something.

This scene deviates too much from imagination.

"Ed Constance, are you willing to marry the person next to you..." Mrs. Wyman paused here, as if studying the words, "The other half of your life...love him, comfort him, respect him... Love each other until we leave this world."

The clichéd oath, Mrs Wyman changed it a little.

"I am willing." Constance answered this question without the slightest hesitation, and then pushed another equally serious question to Rhett.

Mrs. Wyman shifted her gaze to Rhett, watching gently like an elder: "Uh..." She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything for a moment.

Rhett knew she was waiting for his name to be revealed.

At this moment, he focused all his attention on Constance's line of sight. He had to ensure that the serial killer did not look at the monitoring screen on the wooden table not far from his side.The suspect stared reverently at Mrs. Wyman, turning away from himself, he knew the time had come.

"Ahem..." He coughed twice, "My name is..."

Hodge, who was outside the house, immediately raised his right hand and yelled "Come on!" into the walkie-talkie on his cuff. The FBI special team and the bomb disposal team poured out like a neat queue, starting from both sides of the house from the outside to the inside, for more than ten seconds Surrounded the small building within a short period of time.Morgan led the team to guard the back door, ready to kick open the door with that universal key-like foot.

Flora witnessed everything in front of her eyes, she could only watch helplessly, all the senses in her body were now focused on hearing.

Her boyfriend is about to hand over his name to a crazy serial killer, oh my god, her heart is so tired oyz "Apple pie." Constance answered Mrs. Wyman's doubts first, "He is apple pie."

Hearing this word, the pores of Flora's whole body pumped a burst of cool air, and her scalp felt numb.

—Crazy, damned obsessive.

"Apple pie, are you willing to marry the other half of your life and live with him according to the teachings of the Bible...love him, comfort him, respect him...whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, To be faithful to him till the end of this world?"

Mrs. Wiman's voice fell, and everything around fell into silence.

Every FBI outside the house who was sticking to the wall was holding a gun and listening to the voice in the headset. As long as the officer or the senior agent in the house gave any instructions, they would rush into the building as soon as possible and kill the cruel murderer. Sent to bars.

Will God believe the marriage proposal of an elderly woman with mild dementia, and the oaths of serial killers and FBI agents?

Constance turned his face sideways, and as long as his eyes were a little bit off, he could see the full screen of the FBI on the monitoring screen.

Red knew he had to stop him.

"Shouldn't guests be invited to witness?" Rhett's voice made Constance focus on him again.

"Guests?" Constance repeated these two words in his mouth, and his suspicious eyes rolled around, "You want me to invite some guests? Then the FBI will be able to come in justifiably, right? He He seemed to recall the group of FBI outside who were always ready to arrest him, and leaned forward to take a look at the surveillance.

"No!" Rhett took a step ahead of him to block his sight, "I mean someone should share the joy on such a grand day, but if you don't like it, forget it."

Oh Rhett, when did you learn to lie.Flora has always felt that her Spencer is as honest as a child who speaks innocently.

"So, Mr. Apple Pie, would you like to?" Mrs. Wyman repeated the declaration.

He is not willing QAQ

"I would like to..." Rhett's voice was low, and at the same time, his eyes caught the remote control button in Constance's hand that was far away from him again.

"Next...sorry, I tend to forget words when I'm old..." Mrs. Wiman thought for a while, "By the way, exchange rings."

ring……

"There's no need for this, let's go straight to the last link." Constance seemed a little impatient.

Mrs. Wyman's eyes sparkled: "The last one is my favorite part."

Her tone is pleasant, slow and clear:

"The groom can kiss the bride."

what the fxck? !

Constance took the initiative to come over, and he didn't seem to shy away from it too much.Yes, he's crazy.

what to do what to do

Reid can't dodge. Dozens of FBI elites surround this building. Once he avoids him, it is equivalent to exposing the surveillance footage to Constance's sight, not only his own life, but also his colleagues. of.

Newton-Leibniz's formula, Gauss' theorem, among living organisms...his brain containing an "encyclopedia" quickly lives all the profound knowledge he has come into contact with since he opened his eyes all his life, no...no way ...

- Just grab the remote and end it all.

Rhett calmed down. If it was Flora, what would she do?No, it can't be her here, it can only be him.

He still leaned closer to the lunatic, stretched out his hands and put them on his shoulders.Rhett swallowed hard, and his hands slid down his arms... Those disgusting faces were already close in front of him... Rhett could feel Constance gradually relaxing, just as he was about to touch At that moment, Rhett suddenly squeezed Constance's wrist tightly with one hand, and with the other he pulled out the bomb's remote control from his loose hand, and quickly stepped back two steps away.

"Come in!"

After Reid's voice fell, the poor back door broke from the connection and fell heavily on the ground - Morgan had wanted to do this for a long time - the FBI holding the gun rushed in, and Morgan, the leader, held the gun Approaching Constance, who was confused at the moment, before he could react, he pulled his arm and locked it behind him. He could still hear the crisp "creak" of bones and the scream of Constance's shoulder dislocated.

"Go to the prison and continue, those scumbags like you will be very willing to hear you making trouble under them." Morgan did not forget to sarcastically say.

Flora first saw the serial murderer who was being held tightly by the FBI shouting and roaring: "No, give me back my apple pie", and then he was shoved into the police car.Then there was the confused Mrs. Wyman, as if she had forgotten everything that happened just now, and only the cup of tea remained in her memory.

In the end, it was Rhett who came out step by step from the door. He frowned and tugged at the corsage on his chest desperately.

A hand took over his movements.Flora carefully loosened the pins wrapped around Rhett's knitted coat, pulled out the corsage and threw it on the ground.

"Flora, I..." Rhett bumped into her pair of blue pupils, wanting to say something, but couldn't find the right words.

His face was held by Flora, and her words were gentle and delicate: "Spenser, you are really a hero."

"No... I'm actually scared." Rhett responded honestly, and then looked angrily, "But, that lunatic definitely didn't touch me! But I still have to wash my hands, there must be 5000 million of them on it bacteria."

Flora laughed at him.

"Do you want to continue with what you just did?" Flora looked at Rhett's still tangled face and asked mysteriously.

Rhett looked incredible: "Just now? No, I just..."

He stopped suddenly, the previous thing was...

"Quickly squat down a little bit." Flora pressed his shoulder hard, and Rhett immediately bent over obediently.She leaned closer: "Come on, let my hero not be so sorry."

She pressed his lips against the tip of his nose in the surprise that he realized what might happen, and the moistness and taste sweetened each other like flowers blooming after a thunderstorm.The tips of their tongues are entwined, like newlyweds who have been separated for a long time, gentle and eager.

This indifferent kiss ended in the blushing cheeks of the two, and then they looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing.

Even Rossi, who was not far away, couldn't help sighing: "Hey, young man. If there is the same treatment, I don't mind going through that kind of adventure."

Uncle Rossi, you think too much ←_←

The author has something to say: Thank you, the walking fish, for feeding the author (mines), okay.

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