[Criminal Minds] years before love

Chapter 133

Reason still made Rossi leave the office before the clock struck twelve, and Hotch didn't call. Of course, he probably didn't think Rossi would be here at this time.

Most of the shops and houses on the road have been decorated, with neon colorful Christmas trees and various decorations, and occasionally groups of young people playing around. Rossi was a little dazed, he didn't want to go home, and it was rare to spend Christmas alone, but he couldn't bring himself to go into any noisy nightclub, so he just drove around in the street.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was downstairs at Hotch's house again.

Of course the Hotch house had no lights on.

Rossi parked the car not far away, looking at the window, it seemed that he hadn't walked in here for a long time, Hotch didn't ask, and he didn't mention it on purpose, so he still had the key to get in and out.

He knew that Hotch was not here, and there was a high probability that he would not come back, and he probably didn't make any arrangements at home, but he just wanted to feel the breath of the other party on this day.

After a long time, he smiled wryly and got out of the car.Then he quite unexpectedly discovered that his right side turned out to be a small church.The very small one, if he hadn't seen the cross, he might not have noticed it, and there was still a dim light inside, but he didn't see anyone inside at a glance, and it was quite quiet.

He remembered that there was no church here when he came last time, Rossi hesitated for a moment, he was not in a hurry to go upstairs when Hotch was not there, and although he had done a lot of things that seemed to go against the teachings, he hadn't been in church for a long time, but he was reluctant He is still considered a believer, and more importantly, he really suddenly wanted to find someone to talk to.

So he turned sideways and walked in through the half-closed door.

There are simply a few benches in the church, hanging crosses, everything that should be there, but it is not easy to judge which denomination they belong to, but this is not a problem for Rossi.

Christmas is not the time when people go to church, it's empty, there's no one there. Rossi randomly found a bench and sat down, he wasn't even sure about the time, whether there were priests or pastors here.

Then, he heard a sound that made him fall into an ice cave.

"meet again."

Rossi almost jumped up, this time without hesitation, looking in the direction of the sound while touching his gun.

The man in black robe stood at the junction of light and darkness, unable to peek at his expression.

And Rossi heard the door snap shut behind him.

"I promise you will regret it if you shoot." The man walked slowly towards him.

Rossi tried hard not to tremble in his arms, he wouldn't feel that way in the face of the most vicious suspect, but this man, who obviously had no evidence that he had done anything, made him feel intimidated for no reason.

"What do you want to do?"

The other party put down his hood and walked up to him, "It's you who wants to do something, Agent Rossi, I'm an innocent ordinary citizen, put away your gun."

Alex, this name, this person, popped up in his busy work from time to time, and almost every time it made him break out in a cold sweat.

Rossi was very sure that he never introduced himself to him.

"Whoever you are, I'm pretty sure you're not an innocent ordinary citizen." Rossi managed to calm down and hummed softly.

Alex smiled, not paying attention to the weapon in his hand.

"Why are you here?"

"Work."

"Is it your job to follow Aaron Hotchner?" Rossi couldn't believe that he was really just a priest who had changed jobs by coincidence, and glared at him, trying to pick out some clues from his behavior.

Alex reached out and grabbed his gun easily. "If I was following Aaron, I should be in New York by now."

"What do you want to do to him? What's your relationship?"

Alex shook his head, sliding his fingers along the barrel of the gun, not intending to answer his question, "What are you doing here again?"

Rossi froze, he really couldn't say that he just wanted to stay at Hotch's house, but just like last time, his subconscious told him that lying in front of this unknown person might have serious consequences, so he also chose not to answer.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Alex let go, "I should kill you."

"You're threatening a senior FBI agent." Rossi's gun was still pointed at his chest. "What the hell are you doing with Aaron?"

"What's your relationship with him?" Alex curled his lips and stared at him. "Last time you told me you loved him. But now it seems that you have broken up with him."

Rossi was chilled by his eyes, and immediately defended, "Aaron wants to break up, not me! I just can't say no to him."

Alex leaned very close in front of him, and moved his fingertips along the barrel to his fingers, "You know, if you want to break up, or if he really wants to break up with you, I will never break up with you Talking so much nonsense."

"What does this have to do with you?—Since you have already abandoned him?" Rossi was also a little annoyed, glaring at him not to be outdone.

"I didn't mean to abandon him." A trace of sullenness flitted across Alex's face, "You guys took him from me."

He stared at Rossi for another moment, waved his hand, sighed slightly, and backed away.

Rossi opened his mouth, wanting to say something more. Alex had disappeared from the darkness as quickly as he had appeared.