[CM] THE CASE

A happy reunion is like being in heaven. —Charlie Evans

"Dear Mom, Zhan Xinjia. By the time you get this letter, we may have already boarded the plane to Las Vegas. Yes, you noticed 'we', this time, I am not one People come back..."

Diana sat in the sun-filled lobby with Reid's letter on her lap.The nurse happened to see it and said with a smile, "Diana, did your son send you a letter again?"

Diana nodded, showing no emotion.She is like an old man staying at home, with no desires or desires, enjoying a moment of tranquility with her son's letter declaring his safety—rather than sitting in a nursing home, nervously disturbed by passing nurses from time to time.

The nurse brought her the medicine and went to clean the room for her.

The nurse on duty in the distance saw this scene and said with emotion: "Diana's son is so kind, he sends letters every day."

The head nurse hummed softly after hearing this: "What's the use of her son just sending letters? She doesn't come to visit during holidays. She can only read letters every day, and she can't even see her son."

After hearing this, the little nurse argued: "That's better than those who don't care. Alas, these patients are more pitiful than those in the hospital."

The head nurse has seen too much and is not touched at all.She prepared the medicine and ordered the little nurse to send it to the ward.

Diana doesn't know about this conversation, just like she doesn't know who Reid brought back, or that they're in Vegas.

Griffith and Reid arrived at the hotel, thinking that he was kind enough to help him check in, but Reid brought back a room card and said to him in embarrassment: "Christmas is coming, there is no room in the hotel, I got a double room... ...You may feel wronged tonight."

Griffith didn't even think about it until he got into the elevator.He turned his head and asked, "You...Aren't you going home?"

Reid pressed the floor, heard the words and wrote lightly: "Oh, no one lives in my house, and I rented it out in the early years."

Griffith didn't ask why no one lived there, and changed the subject: "Well, where should we go shopping later?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Casino." Griffith thought seriously, "I don't know what attractions are there in Las Vegas, where is CSI filmed?"

Reid was amused by him: "Haven't you watched enough of CSI's filming? You didn't check the strategy before you came, how do you travel?"

Griffith shrugged: "Isn't there still you?"

For some reason, these words pierced Reid's heart, and his whole body felt much more comfortable.

Reid coughed lightly: "I...I'm going out tomorrow, you..."

Griffith thoughtfully said: "Okay, I just want to go around tomorrow and experience this city."

Reid thought he was just making excuses, and felt very guilty—because he didn't ask the front desk at all, and asked for a double room directly.

But that's really no excuse.

Griffith didn't explain, just the elevator arrived.

Reid opened the door for him, the door clicked into the slot, and the room lit up instantly.

"There are not many people in the casino at this time, so it's not easy to get in." Reid was a little embarrassed.

"Made in?"

"Ah, I was blocked because I won too much." Reid rubbed his head embarrassingly, "I don't know if I have withdrawn after so long. Be careful."

"..."

"what happened?"

Griffith sighed: "It's nothing, genius, I'm suddenly very curious about your deposit."

"It's okay to buy a house in Washington." Reid said proudly.

"Okay, take pity on your poor working-class colleagues." Griffith said blankly, "Let's go to dinner first?"

Reid nodded.He usually stays in a hotel near the nursing home when he comes back. During the short and easily interrupted vacation, he goes to the nursing home to check in every day and see his mother from afar.If it wasn't for the "Fisher King", he wouldn't even remember the last time we met.

So he is not familiar with the surroundings of his home, but he is very clear about the vicinity of the hotel.

Griffith followed Reid, who was familiar with the road, and felt that he believed in the right person.

Reid invited him to have a meal, and the two walked down the street to the food stalls, chatting while walking. Reid is definitely a very talkative type. He knows astronomy first and geography secondhand, which is not an exaggeration at all. Although Griffith doesn't understand, he is never willing to let go of any opportunity to gain knowledge, and has implemented the good habit of asking questions when he doesn't understand, asking questions when he doesn't know a word.

Reid's science popularization progressed slowly, and then he simply switched to English lectures.

When he arrived at the entrance of the casino, Griffith stopped unsatisfied: "It would be great if I could take notes, but I might not be able to remember all the way."

"Don't be so serious, many of them are not used in normal times." Reid said solemnly, "If you can't remember, you can come and ask me. You can't come across this kind of academic vocabulary unless you listen to related lectures."

"That's not necessarily true. It might be useful to chat up girls." Griffith joked casually, "Don't girls like boys who are knowledgeable?"

Reid, who has never been successful in approaching: "..."

"Speaking of which, have you ever had a girlfriend?"

Reid was silent for a moment, then changed the subject with difficulty: "I'll change the chips first, and forget about playing for a while, or the boss will come out to chase people away."

Griffith's first time in a casino.It's a little different than imagined.His impression of the casino was still in the "God of Gamblers" movie, so seeing such a simple and modern decoration style, he felt a little ignorant.But Reid seemed to be really familiar with it, and came back after a while: "The slot machine hotel is downstairs, and it's easy to be kicked out at 21 o'clock... Besides these, what else do you want to play?"

"Uh, the one who rolled the ball?"

Reid looked confused: "What ball?"

"It's just..." Griffith gestured, "There is a number disk, and then the iron ball rolls down, and it depends on which grid it rolls into... Uh, I don't understand the rules."

Reid sighed, thinking that if Griffith was left alone, he might be tricked into prostitution.

"Follow me closely, there are many people in the casino, and there are also many scammers and scammers." Reid said seriously, "If you are cheated, my money may not be enough to catch you."

Griffith couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm here for the first time, and I'm not stupid."

Reid remembered the last time he was put down by a glass of juice, still worried.

They played in Las Vegas, far away in Quantico, and Sally stayed at her fiancé's house.

This is not the first time, but last time she was able to see. After being blind, the familiar home seemed cold and strange, full of aggressiveness.

Sally could barely move in the first few steps, she had to touch the wall with her hands before she dared to move a little bit.

She called out uneasily, "John?"

The male voice clung to the back of her neck and said softly: "Be careful, baby. I made a small change in the apartment to make it easier for you to walk. It may be different from your memory."

Sally didn't expect him to be so caring, and suddenly felt that the walls became much softer.She was moved for a while, and suddenly realized that something was wrong—had the walls really softened?

John held her hand, avoiding a landscape painting: "Go this way, the wall is so cold, your hands are cold, I should feel sorry for you."

He was talking sweet words, making Sally blush and heartbeat, but there was no warmth on his face, and he just dutifully led her into the bedroom.

Only when I looked back and glanced at the landscape painting, did I reveal a corner of warmth like an iceberg melting.

However, this corner seems to be an illusion, fleeting.

After Hotch and his wife finished making out, Haley took a shower, and Hotch was waiting for her with a hair dryer.

"So good?" Haley sat on the sofa generously, Hotch lowered his head and exchanged a kiss with her.

"Didn't brush your teeth?"

"I want to eat cake later."

Hotch paused: "Did you see that?"

"Next time you want to create a surprise, remember not to put it in the refrigerator."

"Be careful of gaining weight."

Haley's complaints were quickly drowned out by the noise of the blower.She closed her eyes and enjoyed her husband's fingers gently massaging her scalp.

Jack was fast asleep, and Hotch rarely had such quiet time alone with Haley.There was light rain pattering outside the window, he listened intently for a while, then smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Haley asked taking advantage of the gap. Hotch handed her the comb; Haley hated his combing skills so much that he wouldn't let him do it anyway.

"I just thought it was the right moment." Hotch bent down and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"What's the matter? It's midnight and it's still raining outside. It's said that tomorrow will be a heavy rainstorm."

Hotch couldn't help interrupting her: "Don't ruin the atmosphere, okay?"

Haley hid with a "giggle" smile: "As long as you have a good vacation this time and nothing happens, the atmosphere will be so good."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a dull thunder in the distance.

Hotch's heart skipped a beat.

I always feel that something is going to happen.

The author has something to say: Happy Goddess' Day, dear friends~