[Comprehensive Film and Television] General

According to Harold's prompt, Peng Ziqian arrived at a corner of the lower street, where a police officer was lying on the ground, seemingly injured, and on the other side was a person who had been dead for a long time not far from her. .

Peng Ziqian hurried to the police officer who was struggling to get up, and found that he was an acquaintance, "Officer Carter?!"

"..." Kurt turned to look at her when he heard Peng Ziqian's voice, and then he was also stunned, "Miss Peng? Why are you here?"

"Where did you get hurt?" Peng Ziqian, not wanting to answer Carter's question, immediately changed the subject, then checked Carter's body a little nervously, and was relieved to find that he was wearing body armor.

Probably Officer Carter just hit his back because of the kinetic energy of the bullet.

She breathed a sigh of relief and confirmed that Officer Carter was fine, then helped her stand up and suggested, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

But Officer Carter shook his head.Peng Ziqian had no choice but to support her and limped out step by step. When she turned around and supported Carter to leave, the half-hidden person in the shadow deep in the alley smiled at her to express her gratitude.

Peng Ziqian sat in the inquiry room of the police station for a long time.

Theoretically speaking, she should be commended for being a beautiful young man who sent the injured policeman back to the police station, but for some reason, after being questioned by the police, they didn't let her just leave, but let her wait here.

Peng Ziqian didn't understand what they meant. She thought she was a patient person, but she couldn't tolerate this kind of thing. She didn't do anything but helped a policeman on the side of the road. Why did they lock her up like this?What about her human rights? !

Before her patience was almost worn out, the door was finally pushed open.

The one who walked in was a man in a suit and leather shoes. He walked in and pulled the chair opposite her and said straight to the point, "Detective Peng."

"..." This address made Peng Ziqian swallow his complaints, and he took a serious look at the other person. She had never declared her occupation, and Detective Carter thought she was just an ordinary single girl, so she took a serious look at this person. After confirming that he had no impression of him, he hesitated and asked, "Excuse me? Do we know each other?"

"My name is Mark Snow. You may not know me, but I am very impressed with your team's work in cia." The other party smiled, and then introduced his identity thoroughly in one sentence.

"Okay... What's the point of leaving me here?" Peng Ziqian immediately understood what the other party was talking about, and then she thought about it to make sure she hadn't done anything important recently, and then gave up thinking about it Ask directly, "Why is it illegal to help the policeman cross the road these days?"

"No, no, no, I just want to understand the situation. Officer Carter has testified in the report that you have nothing to do with this matter. I just want to ask a few more irrelevant questions."

It doesn't matter...it's a ghost.

Peng Ziqian complained in his heart, but it is not a pleasant thing to be right with Cia, so he smiled politely, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"I just want to ask, did you see anyone else when you passed by that street? More suspicious?"

"What?" Peng Ziqian frowned.

"I mean, with your expertise, did you see anything unusual around the area at the time? A man who seemed very shrewd and trained to..."

For a moment, the man in the suit standing with Harold flashed through Peng Ziqian's mind. Who can make cia list him as a 'suspicious person'?

She turned countless turns in her mind in an instant, and then continued to answer with a smile, "No, at least I didn't notice."

Peng Ziqian was released soon. As a passer-by, they really had no reason to question her too much. Moreover, Mark Snow was very polite to her, taking into account the relationship of the brother department. She left after a while. NYPD.

But it seems that this matter is not over yet. Just when she was tired and wanted to squat home to rest and watch a movie tonight and not go anywhere, God seemed to make up her mind not to let her rest. She received an anonymous call late at night.

"Miss Peng?"

"Uncle Harold." An inexplicable phone call last night asked her to pick up a policeman and get into trouble. She was so angry that she hadn't started yet, but the other party hit the gun. She turned it over a thousand times in her mind. Before he could utter the ridicule, Harold called eagerly on the other end of the phone, "Can I ask you a favor?"

"I don't think it's the first time I've heard this." Peng Ziqian listened to the phone on the other hand, then opened the curtains, and saw the flashing car lights downstairs.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Do you have tools to stop the bleeding?"

After Peng Ziqian ran downstairs as fast as he could with a simple pill box, Harold gave her the driver's seat, and he retreated to the co-pilot's seat after reporting a series of addresses, trying to dial a Number.

Peng Ziqian didn't ask him why he went out in person this time, because the other party seemed to be quite busy, but soon she knew what happened.

She drove the car to the underground parking lot reported by Harold at the fastest speed, and then saw the man in the suit she had seen before moving down the stairs with difficulty, with the other hand covering his waist But I can't cover the white shirt that has been covered by a large area.

Before the car stopped, Harold hurriedly jumped out of the car and walked over to help his friend who seemed to be down at any moment. Peng Ziqian also wanted to go down to help, but he heard Harold's friend come down just now. The sound of footsteps came again from the stairs.

It was Officer Carter who jumped down. She looked at the back of Reese, who was seriously injured, and then at the panicked expression of Harold who was supporting Reese, then struggled for a moment, put away the gun that was aimed at them, and walked over Urge them to hurry up and get in the car.

Helping him to get into the back seat of the car, Carter couldn't see the appearance of the person in the cab because of the tinted glass. She just caught sight of the outline but didn't think about it. She watched Harold close the door, and then knocked on the window to signal They walked quickly and took a step back.

Carter looked at the car that turned a corner in the parking lot and went away, then looked at the bloody hand that had just helped Reese, and shook her head. She felt that this was probably the worst thing she did in her life. Crazy decision.

Peng Ziqian was driving on the street at the fastest speed since she got her driver's license. The matter was urgent. Harold asked her not to go to the hospital, and reported the address of a private clinic not close to here. He was in the car The backseat used the tourniquet brought by Peng Ziqian to delay the passing of his friend’s life under Peng Ziqian’s guidance—Peng Ziqian herself was not very reliable in medical research, and most of her medical knowledge came from first aid training and forensic science of the FBI, but Fortunately they made it to the place.

To be precise, the private clinic was not formal. Peng Ziqian watched Harold pour out bundles of cash to bribe the poor doctor who had no money to apply for a U.S. doctor's license, and watched the doctor treat the wounded and unconscious People pushed into the emergency room, Peng Ziqian sat on the chair outside, looked at Harold who was kicked out by the doctor after a while, Harold walked over with bloody hands a little bit lost, Peng Ziqian kindly suggested, "You Do you want to wash your hands first?"

"..." Harold nodded, washed his hands with the faucet in the corner of the room, and then sat down next to Peng Ziqian in a state of disorientation.

Peng Ziqian thought for a while, although she didn't care much about the other party's feelings when she asked the question at this time, she still couldn't help it, "Don't you have anything to say to me now?"

"..." Harold was silent for a moment, then returned to reality and turned to look at Peng Ziqian.

"You asked me to help a policeman last night, so I was locked in the interrogation room like a prisoner, and you called me out of the room to watch it again this evening. Is there no reasonable excuse to convince me? Oh, I Guess you haven't had time to make it up yet?" She glanced at Harold's mouth that was just about to open but was blocked by Peng Ziqian, "Can you be more honest, Uncle Harold? I don't think ordinary characters will be stared at by cia What the hell are you guys doing? If you're convinced that you've done nothing wrong, do you really think your partner is trustworthy?"

"That's my business, I believe Mr. Reese." Harold answered the last question embarrassingly after listening to a series of questions.

"Okay, at least some progress, I know his name is Reese." Peng Ziqian nodded, and then saw Harold's embarrassed expression because of his slip of the tongue.

After that, Peng Ziqian didn't ask any more questions. She felt that her attitude had been clearly communicated to the other party, so when the doctor came out and told them that the man was still alive, she turned around and left without hesitation. Harold had her number, she knew he could find her whenever he wanted.

She didn't want to push Harold because she still felt that Uncle Nathan's best friend could be trusted.