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Lionel discovered Peng Ziqian during an accidental street patrol.

He was on the night shift that day, and when he was driving by a certain street in the lower city, he saw a girl coming out of a certain bar.At that time, he just felt that the girl's back was a bit familiar. When he was driving by, he took a second look, and then suddenly realized that she was indeed an acquaintance... Although he hadn't seen it for a long time, he still remembered this little fbi girl.

So he stopped the car, rolled down the window and said "Hey..." Oh, this little Chinese girl's name is a bit of a mouthful.

It was really inexplicable that the other party was suddenly stopped by a police car. She was at a loss when she saw the window rolled down, and then changed back to her normal expression, "Detective Lenal."

"You're here to handle a case," Lenal looked at Peng Ziqian and then at the bar she came out of. If there is any major case that alarms the FBI, the homicide team will be the first to know about it, but apparently it's not too late. The weather is calm, not to mention that Lionel looked at Peng Ziqian's state... The fbi should not drink alcohol when handling the case.So he asked, "Where's your companion?"

"They're all in Washington...or, oh, somewhere in the country," Peng Ziqian replied.

"What does this mean?" Leinar frowned and didn't quite understand Peng Ziqian's metaphor.

"..." Peng Ziqian just spread his hands and stopped talking.

"Eon get in the car." Leonard paused, it was already late, he thought he'd better send the girl back.

"..." Peng Ziqian paused, then turned around and opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.

"So, let's talk, what's the matter with you?" Lenal looked at Peng Ziqian with an indescribable feeling, this time he felt that Peng Ziqian had a lifeless feeling.

"To put it simply, I have been transferred to the New York branch." Peng Ziqian kept turning his head to look at the scenery on the other side after getting into the car, but his tone was calm, and Lenal felt that she had probably accepted this fact.

You must know that this is not a good transfer. From the headquarters to the branch, it is obvious that Peng Ziqian is not old enough to be promoted to captain, so this is more likely to be a demotion.

"Life is impermanent, you still have a chance." Reiner comforted him. His life had experienced several ups and downs. He felt that the girl was still young and had a bright future, so he didn't need to worry about it, so he brushed these things aside and asked, " How long have you been back?"

"More than a month."

"...Does the four-eyed boy know?"

"do not know……"

"...everything will be fine." Leinar stopped the steering wheel in his hand, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Peng Ziqian, and then he was sure that this matter was definitely not as simple as a normal demotion.This girl doesn't seem like someone who would give up just because of a little blow, so unless something happened that made her suffer.

However, the other party seemed very silent along the way, and Lenar didn't know what to ask, he just asked Peng Ziqian about the way, and then sent her home.Seeing the girl arrive home, he felt that it was necessary for him to send a message to his four-eyed boy and Plague God, telling them that little fbi was back.

It has been more than a month since Peng Ziqian reported to the FBI New York branch, and she returned home alone with a small amount of luggage.She was actually very grateful to Strauss for fighting, at least she went home instead of being transferred to some poor ravine.

As Strauss said, this office work is indeed much easier than that of the field team. Because of her health report, she does not even need to go out to the field for the time being to stare at the computer every day, get off work on time, and have weekends off.living habits.

But for a person's life, it is actually not a good thing to be too regular.

Peng Ziqian feels that recently he is like a machine, running on a regular basis.

In the morning, she would go for a walk in the park, or play a game of chess with those idlers, or read a book, and then go to work, after get off work, go to the bar for a drink, and go home at eleven o'clock to sleep.Going to the park on weekends or staying at home in a daze for a day is over.

This month, Rhett sent her text messages every day, three times a day, just as punctual as meals. At first, Peng Ziqian felt that he had nothing to say, so he didn’t reply much. As a result, a week later, she received a package, which was two books made with Garcia. chocolate.

Chocolate has a mood-soothing effect, and Garcia presumably wanted her to at least be in a good mood.She knew that Garcia was a person, and she would not stop until she achieved her goal, so she replied an email to Garcia that day, and also started to reply to Rhett's text messages.

Although the communication with Rhett was just a simple daily routine, Peng Ziqian understood what Rhett meant, he wanted her to feel that he was always by her side, just like what he said at that time - i'm here.

It was Saturday, and she decided to go to the park to read a book that Rhett sent her for a day, but a few people came in the middle of the book, and she gained a little fame in this month by playing chess. , Many people who come here often recognize her, especially on weekends when everyone is free, and some people are happy to sit opposite her and have a plate.

Peng Ziqian had already met four opponents today, she looked at her watch and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, she decided to flip through the books until after four o'clock and then find a place to eat.However, just as she picked up the book and didn't turn a few pages, someone sat across from her.She raised her head and wanted to tell the other party that she was done for today, but she swallowed her words when she saw the person sitting across from her.

The man wore a coat over his tailored suit, and his black glasses looked very nondescript, as if the man wouldn't make any impression in the crowd—minus his pets, of course.

Peng Ziqian closed the book and looked down at the Dutch Shepherd squatting next to Harold. The dog was squatting obediently beside him and sticking out its tongue. It seemed well-trained.

"...I heard that you are back, so I came to visit." Harold looked at the chessboard and said, "I hope it's not too abrupt, Miss Peng."

"It's okay." Peng Ziqian also walked away for a while, and then looked at the dog next to Harold, who seemed to be looking at her too. After thinking about it, she put the half-eaten donut box on the ground, and then The dog went up and sniffed it, then stuck out his tongue and licked the sugar layer off.

"It's called Little Bear." Harold introduced Peng Ziqian's interest.

"Little bear." Peng Ziqian tried to bark, and then saw the dog stand up and walk in front of her to smell it, then rubbed her outstretched hand and licked her fingers—Peng Ziqian guessed it was Sugar left on licking hands.

"It seems that it likes you very much, Miss Peng." Harold smiled when he saw Peng Ziqian casually smiled.As Lionel told him, Peng Ziqian felt a little wrong at first glance.Because of Lenard's words, he even went to investigate the reason for Peng Ziqian's transfer, but the recent Bau case is only the Boston Reaper's case, Harold had to use some special means to unseal a file, and then they found The crux of the matter was that the wife of Peng Ziqian's team leader died at that time, and she was the first person to arrive at the scene.

Harold understood Peng Ziqian's feeling. This feeling was just like the feeling he felt when he escaped from the explosion scene and watched Nathan's funeral from a distance... This guilt still lingers in his heart.

But the other party is smiling now, this is a good start, he thought for a while and took another step, "Miss Peng, if you need anything, I'm happy to help."

"..." Peng Ziqian didn't speak, but just made a move.

Harold felt something was wrong... He also played chess with her when Peng Ziqian was recuperating in New York due to a work-related injury. At that time, Peng Ziqian's chess style was steady and he was not as adventurous as he is now.

"Well, I'm still a parallel importer." Two moves short of the game, Peng Ziqian put the chess pieces aside to show that he was admitting defeat, and his tone was calm as if he had lost a game... It seemed that she didn't care much about winning or losing, She picked up her black suit jacket from the back of the chair and asked, "So, what's the matter?" She doesn't like formal clothes, and she used to have only one set in her wardrobe at most in case of formal occasions, but when she came back, she looked like this There were suddenly more clothes, as if she had regressed from a girl with good taste to an antique overnight.

"I just wanted to see you. I heard that you don't look very good. Since you don't want to contact us, we have to contact you." Harold paused and added, "I think your uncle Nathan also wants me to contact you." Do it."

Harold knew that Nathan was the most important bond between them. As long as he proposed Nathan, the other party would at least not turn against him.

Then he paused again, took out a card from his pocket and put it on the board, "If you are still willing to provide some help..."

"........." Peng Ziqian was silent for a long time this time. She really didn't want to work for that damn machine. Since it can provide so many people with early warning of danger, why did it happen when they needed it most? Not to alert her?

But in her heart, she also felt that these were not excuses. Hayley's death and Nathan's death were not an excuse for her to sit back and watch other lives be in danger.Like she knew Hedge would be back at work when she was gone.

Finally she reached out and picked up the card.Then she found out that it was a photo, and it was a girl. She looked up at Harold in confusion and heard him explain, "Her name is Annie, and she works as a waiter in the Grand Hotel. We need to know More information on her."

"...Can't you figure it out?" Peng Ziqian looked at the photo and raised her head to look at Harold. She believed that it was Harold's method, as long as there was nothing on the Internet that he couldn't get.

"Of course... But it may be necessary to bypass several firewalls to enter the database of the New York Police Department or the FBI..." Harold shrugged, and the meaning in his words was very obvious, "So I think, maybe you can save me trouble .”

Harold was confident that he could hack into any system without leaving a trace... but he didn't think it would be good to show such blatant defiance of the government.And he believes that Peng Ziqian should be more willing to offer help than his own system being hacked.

What's more, this kind of help is two-way... Peng Ziqian is in a period of confusion, and Harold believes that this will also help her regain her direction.

Sure enough, after listening to Harold's words, the other party made a helpless expression and nodded in agreement.

The author has something to say: the poi part is open... Although it is poi, there are more or less cases and people of cm in it...

So tonight is still adding more.It's about eight to nine o'clock