[Comprehensive British and American] Vector of love

"I'll see you off." Trista shook the car key in her hand, and proudly walked in front of Rhett.

"Have you learned to drive?" Rhett pulled the strap of his backpack in surprise.How long has she been out of New York before she can drive proficiently?

"I used to live in a very remote place, so I couldn't do without a car." Trista started the car and sent Reid to Quantico. "Call me after the case is resolved. This is my new number."

After taking the note, Rhett memorized the number with just a glance.But he still put it in his bag and kept it safe.

This piece of paper can leave him with more clues than this number, if she disappears again next time...

No, stop now, and stop thinking terrible things!

Reid walked into BAU's office with a sullen head, and almost bumped into Garcia who was also rushing over.

"Hey, look at the road, my little genius." Garcia hugged his tablet and said with a smile.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Garcia, I didn't pay attention." Rhett quickly apologized, and walked into the meeting room with her.

"When the meeting is over, you have to tell me who is that blond beauty?" Garcia also came from the parking lot. She saw Rhett, but it was obvious that Rhett didn't put her mind on her at all. She is so easy to notice.

"That's Trista. Mansbridge, we met in New York, have you forgotten, Garcia?" Rhett reminded her.

"Oh, did I say it looked so familiar? It was too dark outside, so I couldn't see it clearly. But if my observation is correct, did she change a bit in appearance?" Garcia still had a deep impression of the beauty, But this time she didn't recognize her, definitely not because her memory is not good enough.

"I promise, she didn't have plastic surgery." Reid thought about it carefully, her face hasn't changed in any way.

"No, honey, I mean..., um, dressing up." Garcia pulled his hair and made a special explanation.

"Although I don't have much research on clothing brands, I think the clothes she is wearing today are quite exquisite in workmanship. And did you know that she also has a library card from the Library of Congress?" Rhett was full of question marks, and she When it first appeared, it was like a blank sheet of paper.But the more I got in touch with her, the more question marks on this piece of paper.

"Spencer, if you need... I can help." Garcia said very euphemistically. In view of Rhett's previous two relationship experiences, she also hoped that he could find his own happiness as soon as possible.

"No need, Garcia, let's focus on this case first." Reid resolutely refused, but he had a little more consideration in his heart.At least the next time we meet, I can get to know her better.

***

Trista drove home. She sat in the courtyard, looking at the scenery on the river bank, but her mind was full of the scenes in her dream.She suddenly remembered something, picked up the pen and paper, and began to draw quickly.

When she was done, she picked up her phone and called Finch again, "Hey Harold, I'm happy with the house. But I still feel like the yard is too empty, so I want to build A greenhouse."

"No problem, that house is yours now, and you can do whatever renovations you want. You can swipe the card as you like, and there will be no limit." Finch answered very simply, without any hesitation at all.

"You are such a good father." Trista smiled. For ordinary people, a father like Finch who only gives you money to spend but doesn't ask where you spend it is really perfect.

"I just..." Finch paused, wiped his nose, and even his voice slowed down a bit, "I hope to give you some compensation, after all, you have lived alone all these years."

"Then you..." Trista bit her lip, knowing that now is the best time to ask her questions.

At this time, a rhythmic mechanical voice sounded from Finch's side, and his attitude suddenly became a little alienated, "Trista, I know what you want to ask. But it's not appropriate to say this matter on the phone." , I will tell you everything when I have the chance, but I have to say it face to face."

Trista nodded helplessly, "Well, I see."

"Also, it's impossible for you to join the FBI. But I have used some connections. You can be their special advisor and enjoy the same rights as FBI agents." Finch did not forget what Trista told him Even if it sounds like a fantasy.

"Oh, thank you, Dad, okay!" Trista forgot the disappointment just now, she kissed the phone twice, and jumped up excitedly.

Hearing her call him "Dad", Finch's face was a little embarrassed.But then the sound of her kissing was heard, and it became very soft again.

Trista put down her phone, she quickly put on her coat again, drove to a nearby shopping mall, and bought three sets of professional suits in a row.

Ordinary people need to be screened at various levels to enter the FBI, at least passing two barriers: physical fitness and interviews.Physical fitness is a mandatory requirement. If the physical fitness is not up to standard, it is impossible to perform field tasks.Even as an insider, you need enough physical strength to deal with emergencies.

The interview assessment has more things. In addition to basic professionalism and skills, the examiners must also profile the applicants.It would be embarrassing to accidentally recruit some sociopaths and serial killers and some mentally ill people into the FBI.

But as a special advisor, the requirements will not be so many, at least you will not be asked to run 3000 meters.Having special skills in a certain area can add a lot of points.

Trista had worked with the FBI once before, and she also had Britney as a recommender, so Finch could help her get such an identity without too much trouble.

Just at this time, a sunken ship was discovered in the Gulf of Mexico...

"What I'm going to say next is super scary, even scarier than the legend of the ghost ship. Three days ago, a shipwreck salvage company found a pirate ship in the Gulf of Mexico. When their divers went to investigate near the shipwreck, they found It’s just that this sunken ship is not a pirate ship full of treasures, but a hell ship full of various corpses.” Garcia said the briefing with an exaggerated expression, and she called up a few pictures. Full screen blue.

"What happened three days ago, why do we only know the situation now?" Morgan frowned. He saw some white mixed with the blue, and he didn't need to guess, he knew it was bones.

"At that time, the shipwreck company didn't want to report it. They wanted to salvage the pirate ship first. But a few divers were curious, so they dived into the ship first and wanted to explore. But they didn't find any treasure. Countless bones were found." Garcia turned her face away, she didn't want to see those bones again.

"Is it human remains?" Rossi squinted at the photos. Unfortunately, there were too many sediments, and the divers may have been stimulated. Various bubbles and debris were flying around, making it difficult to see the details.

"They brought up a few bones, and the forensic doctor in Tampa identified them as human bones." Garcia took a breath before he could say the next thing, "The Coast Guard in Tampa cooperated with this salvage company. They are now cleaning up the sunken ship, and according to current reports, they have found at least [-] remains."

"Most of the disappearances of more than 50 people in the United States are related to cults. If the number of victims this time exceeds 100, it is very likely that they are the 191 believers of the Gate of Heaven who disappeared five years ago." Reid immediately found out the corresponding event, without Garcia's search at all.

"Where's the information about this ship?" Hotchina looked down at the information, but couldn't find it.

"The name of the ship has not been found yet. It seems that it was deliberately worn out." Garcia now has the information at hand, and the police over there are already busy.

"We'll set off in half an hour." Hotchina picked up the information and immediately issued an order.

Tampa is located on the Gulf of Mexico, because of its beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, it is a famous resort in the United States.Prices and taxes here are relatively low, and the public security is far better than in Miami, so the discovery of such a shipwreck made the local police immediately notify the FBI to assist in the investigation.

The plane landed slowly, looking at the beautiful sea view, but no one was in a relaxed mood.

When they arrived at the local police station, the sheriff took them to the conference room first, "A face recognition expert will come over later, she was recommended by the FBI headquarters, I think you will want to meet her .”

"Her?" Rhett raised his eyebrows, a little sensitive.But when he thought about it again, Trista had nothing to do with the FBI, and immediately returned to normal.

The author has something to say: The Shiyue has been soaked for three years, and finally it was picked up...