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"Give him to me, and I'll figure out a way." Reese asked Peng Ziqian as he stretched out his hand.

"No." What he got was Peng Ziqian's firm answer.

"..." Peng Ziqian's answer was obviously not what Reese expected, so he smiled lightly as if he had just heard a joke "Why?"

"I don't know where your operating mechanism and information come from, but why are you able to predict a person's life and death, but can't do anything about terrorist attacks?" Long ago, Peng Ziqian was full of doubts about their secrets, and she She used to think that she didn't need to know and everyone could live in peace, but today, in this situation, she finally understood that this was impossible. She knew that although Harold was not there, she must be listening, so she took a deep breath "What do you want me to trust you with this time, Uncle Harold?"

Rees had no way to answer such questions, and Harold, who had been listening to their conversation verbatim online, remained silent, so he could only watch Peng Ziqian take the suspect away.

He walked out of the subway station and watched a police car take Peng Ziqian and the suspect away. He pressed the Bluetooth in his ear, "Harold?"

"I've been here, Mr. Rhys." Harold's voice sounded a little frustrated, but from the sound of his keyboard tapping in the background, Rhys knew he hadn't given up on work.

Peng Ziqian took the suspect to the New York Police Station and detained the prisoner with the help of Detective Carter. Outside the interrogation room, Carter looked at the suspect crawling on the table in the interrogation room and asked her, "What do you think he will say?"

"Nothing." Peng Ziqian shook his head, "Terrorists are like believers with certain beliefs. They will never betray their gods. If we don't catch him, he will probably resort to suicide attacks. They won't Instead of fearing death, they feel it is an honor to die for victory."

"..." Carter nodded listening to Peng Ziqian's words. She had worked in the Middle East and dealt with some al-Qaeda people, so she knew something about it.

Then she heard Peng Ziqian change the subject and suddenly become sharp, "But he has to live, live to see their failure, and let him die in prison for the rest of his life."

In fact, Peng Ziqian's heart was not as decisive as she was when she faced Carter. After she arrived at the police station and calmed down, she began to regret why she didn't hand him over to Reese. Maybe he really had a way to get some information—although The suspect may have done some unlawful damage, but for Hedge and Kate, he deserved it.

She tried hard to recall every detail of the case, the meticulous planning, it looked like a random murder, but they invaded the surveillance in order to get the facts in return, the suicide shot by the police made them all believe that the matter was over, but after that they were only in a car A bomb was dropped in the suv, and it took a lot of trouble but there was no follow-up... Peng Ziqian suddenly realized that they were all wrong before.

"It's not over yet," she said.

"What?" Carter asked strangely.

"They will definitely not lead us in the wrong direction just to kill two FBI..." Peng Ziqian shook his head, and suddenly the phone in her pocket vibrated, it was an unknown number, she hesitated or Say hello to Carter and run to

Picked up in the corner.

"Miss Peng, I'm sorry to bother you at this time, but you must listen to me." The moment Peng Ziqian picked up the phone, Harold said in one breath, "I just found out that the ambulance carrying two of your colleagues The car arrived at St. Bartley's Hospital."

"St. Bartley? Wait, that's not the hospital closest to the incident." Peng Ziqian frowned. She clearly remembered that there was a closer hospital just around the corner two streets away.

"Yes, and there is martial law there today."

Harold's words made Peng Ziqian think of countless possibilities in an instant, and the appearance of the last piece of the puzzle made her finally understand the ins and outs. She immediately turned her head and shouted, "Officer Carter, have you sent an ambulance to the explosion site?"

"Let me ask." Hearing the sound, Carter went to the desk, made a call, asked a few words, raised his head and shook his head at her.

This result did not surprise Peng Ziqian at all. Almost at the same time Carter called to confirm, she had already dialed Morgan's phone, "Mogen, have you arrived at Heqi's hospital?" Hearing the latter's affirmative answer, she quickly It was a decoy to tell Morgan, Hedge and Carter what he wanted to make sure an ambulance could take them to the designated hospital.

No matter who is in the hospital today, the CIA's martial law is undoubtedly telling people that this is a very important person, and that is the real target person.

"I'll find that driver, and you go find support." After working together for a long time, Morgan quickly understood what Peng Ziqian meant.

"Hold on, the bomb disposal team will be here soon." Peng Ziqian almost put down the phone and turned to seek help from the tactical team and the bomb disposal team. Because the emergency warning had been activated, they arrived at the scene of the incident quickly. , simply Morgan stopped the suspect's action before the suspect installed the bomb, so the incident ended without any risk.

The events of the past few days have finally come to an end. The tense bau team finally breathed a sigh of relief. The follow-up work was handed over to the New York Police Department. All bau members went back to sleep well.But there are still many things that are still being resolved in the dark.

The next night, a group of gangsters broke into a warehouse with guns, but all they saw were stiff corpses lying on the ground.

The leader made a check to make sure that there were no survivors, and then dialed the phone, "Boss, we are late, and someone has already solved this matter."

"...Continue to check and make sure nothing slips through the net." The person on the phone was silent for a moment and issued a firm order, "Remember to clean up."

On the other hand, wireless signals faithfully transmit secret and dangerous messages

[Polaris calls the headquarters, the task is completed. 】

【Headquarters received】

Unfortunately Kate didn't make it through, so instead of rushing back to Washington, they stayed and attended Kate's funeral.

After the funeral, Peng Ziqian drove to the beach alone, and there was already someone sitting on the bench at the old place.

Peng Ziqian walked over and called, "Uncle Harold, I'm sorry for what happened that night."

"It's okay." Harold looked up at Peng Ziqian who was coming over, then motioned for her to sit down, and then handed a newspaper to Peng Ziqian. The newspaper had turned to the second page. The title came out, it was a gang fight that caused a lot of casualties, but Peng Ziqian knew that it was not as simple as it appeared, and then she heard Harold explain, "Now you don't have to worry about terrorist attacks anymore, Peng Miss."

Then, after a pause, he looked at the scenery where the sea and the sky meet in the distance and said, "Miss Peng, when the Twin Towers fell, you were in New York, your parents and brothers died there, and I was talking to Nathan A deal. I didn't know about it until the evening. Before that day, my life was devoted to amassing wealth. All of a sudden, that money didn't matter. After the attack, the government gave itself the ability to review every email and listen to every phone call. rights, but they need something to sort it out. To identify terrorists from ordinary people before they do it, the public needs to be protected, but they don't need to know how they are protected, so when they finally find an effective system, they are not public,

"It was built by me, me and Nathan, Nathan was hesitant at first, I think he finally agreed because of you... But there is something wrong with the machine, I built it to avoid terrorist attacks, but it has seen all kinds of crimes , so I had to teach the machine to divide things into two categories, relevant information and irrelevant information, the relevant information that will cause heavy casualties is the relevant information, which will be transferred to the NSA or fbi, and the irrelevant information will be deleted every midnight...

"Then I realized I was wrong, I was suffering from the irrelevant list, I made it, but in the end all I could get was a nine-digit social security number, and that's what you see me and Mr Reese working on.

"I don't want to tell you this because you have your career, but if you want to know, this is the truth, whether you like it or not." Harold continued to look at the distant scenery after finishing.

"...is it safe?"

"It's a black box system, Ms. Peng, you are also a computer engineer, you should know that any loopholes will be exploited, so it repairs itself, runs and protects itself."

"...Where is it now?" Peng Ziqian remained silent for a long time. She had many questions to ask, but in the end she asked the last one.

"Machine? Machines are everywhere, so Miss Peng, the wall has ears is not just an idiom."