special task

John looked at Wu Lin, who was covering her face with her hands, trembling and curling up, murmuring "I'm so sorry" with a sob in her mouth, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes.Strictly speaking, he doesn't like touching people, especially when touching people usually means that he is either threatening, hitting, or resisting.It's just... Wu Lin in this state, no matter how I look at it, I feel that Wu Lin must first respond to the outside world.

It's been several times, not that he's not angry, but he's more worried than angry.Besides, in fact, he also knew that Wu Lin would lose the chain, and he could understand it from Wu Lin's wrong attitude as soon as he came back. In fact, he actually deliberately let Wu Lin lose the chain.Wu Lin either has PTSD (Note 20) or anxiety disorder.

Anxiety attacks usually have a reason, even if it happens suddenly, and when you think about Wu Lin's changes and the collapse just now, it doesn't look like it happened suddenly.And if a person has been under this stress for too long, the level of breakdown is more likely to become permanent.He didn't personally dislike Wu Lin, on the contrary, he admired it very much.There are very few rookies who can accomplish what she has done, and very few people who have been trained can have such a strong sense of justice, no... It should be said, very few people have such a strong sense of justice.Except for Finch, there were only Carter and her left.

John really wanted to help Wu Lin, not only because she had a good impression of Wu Lin, but also because he wanted to know what Wu Lin was hiding.Judging from the letter Wu Lin left behind when she left, Wu Lin is indeed on a mission. What exactly is it?Well, he already knew the answer to this question, it was a machine.Definitely a machine.Then...another question arises, a world that can create machines that span time and space, why do we need to know about machines?Why don't they know how the machine made it?The answer to this question made his hair stand on end. At the beginning, Wu Lin said that the plot of "Suspect Tracker" was that the machine went berserk.

The machine ran away... He couldn't imagine what would happen!

However...a new question arises, how did the machine go berserk?More importantly, does Wu Lin know why the machine ran away?These are all he needs to know.

Wu Lin's concealment may not be directly related to what happened in those two months, but he also wanted to know, firstly, to help Wu Lin, secondly, he must know why that thing happened?And when did the protruding part on Wu Lin's arm appear?It was two months ago?Or within two months?

If it was two months ago, it would prove that neither he nor Finch was so safe. Maybe Wu Lin didn't know, but the people behind Wu Lin are likely to pose a threat to them. After all, everything has to go in the worst direction. Think again and think about countermeasures.

If it was within two months, it would be equally dangerous, but at least he could know that Wu Lin was not that scheming.Of course, it is also possible that he thought everything too badly, maybe Wu Lin only found out about it recently.This can also explain why she has only recently become fond of pressing her left arm.

As for the injuries...he was used to being injured. Whenever he went out to handle a case, he didn't get a little injury. Even in the past, he was often injured when he was on a mission. The only minor problem was that he was worried that the wound would heal slowly.

After John approached, he also squatted down: "Lin? Lin, calm down."

Wu Lin didn't seem to hear, and she just didn't seem to want to answer, but her body did move slightly.

John continued to work hard, putting his hand on Wu Lin's shoulder: "Hey, Lin, it's all over. I'm fine."

Wu Lin trembled for a while, and then accepted the touch of this hand, and her body was no longer so stiff.

"It's all right. Lynn, you're doing great."

Finally, Wu Lin stopped whispering, let go of her hand, raised her head, and looked at John helplessly: "I messed up everything. Didn't I? Everything!"

John looked at Wu Lin like this, and remembered the first time they met, although Wu Lin's jerky performance betrayed her experience at once, but...that radiant and unyielding look was still remembered by John .Look at now... John felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay, you've done a good job. Come on, help me. I just called Finch over, and I don't know if there is an ambush outside. Go and have a look."

Wu Lin was a little confused. She looked at John's injured calf slowly, and the tears in her eyes seemed to burst again.Finally, she endured it and stood up.Standing up suddenly after squatting for a long time made her dizzy for a while, and she helped John up after recovering.Opening the door, it was the living room, where they had come in at the beginning, and there was a man tied up there, with blond hair, clearly his older brother Arthur.He shook his head in a "woo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!" Wu Lin stepped forward dully and mechanically unwrapped the cloth from his mouth. Immediately, he anxiously started talking about "them" stories.

"Alex didn't do it on purpose, you guys, don't hand him over to the police station, please!"

John limped behind Wu Lin, frowning: "He tried to kill you."

"Yes, but he is also my brother. It is my responsibility for him to become like this. Even if he wants to kill me, I am willing. Please, don't let him go to prison, let me...let me try to change He. I can, please, as long as you let him stay with me and let me make up for what I did wrong back then. In fact, I caused him to be lost, and I caused him to become like this, so , please..."

With pleading and anxious eyes, Arthur made John drag Wu Lin helplessly, and walked slowly aside. He untied Arthur's rope and told Arthur that Alex was in another room.Arthur rushed in immediately.It was only at this time that Wu Lin came to her senses. She was inexplicably envious. It would be great if she also had an older brother. She turned to look at John.Maybe... he can?

Seeing Wu Lin's ecstasy, John sighed again, and reluctantly walked ahead to see if there was an ambush.Wu Lin looked at John's back, and unconsciously, some tears accumulated in her eyes.She obviously didn't want to cry at all...

After only a few minutes, John had checked and there was no ambush.Wu Lin just stood there, motionless, the tear stains on her face were still evident.

The two brothers inside finally walked out with each other's support. Wu Lin saw Arthur supporting Alex with concern, and a thought flashed in her mind.This thought became more and more intense with the two people helping each other out. If it was in the past, she might suppress this thought, and even never want to think about it again.But today... Today, her panic and guilt broke out at the same time, and her sanity dropped exponentially.

"You...can you give me a hug?"

Facing Wu Lin's moist, expectant eyes, John felt that he couldn't bear to refuse. In her heart, maybe she was still a child who hadn't grown up, wasn't she?

John didn't step forward, just nodded.Wu Lin immediately hugged John desperately, clutching John's coat tightly.John felt that a piece of his chest was completely wet, he hesitated for a moment, and patted Wu Lin's back lightly a few times.

When Finch walked into the room, he saw such a picture.Just as he was about to say something, John gestured to Finch to leave.Finch put down the first aid kit and limped away too.

"Finch is here, isn't he..."

As soon as Finch left, Wu Lin's muffled voice came from John's arms. John thought about it for half a second, and answered simply, "Yes."

Wu Lin withdrew herself from John's chest, and let go of John. Although her eyes were a little swollen, her nose was red, and the snot was all over the place, her spirit seemed much better.

"You've always known...you've been watching my jokes."

When Wu Lin's spirit recovered, she began to recall many things slowly. For example, when John was hugged by her, although his body was a little stiff, he took the initiative to press her left arm.Another example is that after he came back, he almost never let Wu Lin out of his sight, and he almost responded to Wu Lin's requests, and he specially called her when he was following, after she had obviously lost control a little.Knowing that this mission would fail, he took her with him.Wu Lin was a little frustrated, as if she couldn't stand up to John's height no matter what.

"I know, but I didn't read the joke. Your spirit is dangerous."

Wu Lin sighed, she knew it too, she really knew it.It's just...three days before she came back to John, she...she just killed someone...and...according to John's performance, he seemed to know what was on his left arm.It seems...it's time for a "confession" again.Wu Lin patted the bed and asked John to sit on it. After John sat down obediently, Wu Lin grabbed the first-aid kit that Finch left just now, and then knelt down by the bed.

Deliberately adjusted her sitting posture, as if remembering something, Wu Lin opened John's trousers with the watch knife, and said, "Remember... the nightmare I told that doctor back then?"

John nodded, and looked at Wu Lin who was helping him to bandage with some playfulness.

"Well, that happened to me."

Wu Lin lowered her head, clenched her hands tightly again, and temporarily put aside the bandaged things.

"I left because I received a text message, and people from my world came to me. He said that if he took me back, he would be trained. What I didn't know was... the one who trained me was a demon."

Wu Lin's body trembled a little, and John was a little overwhelmed and didn't do anything.After a long while, Wu Lin controlled her trembling, and then narrated while bandaging again: "His name is Palf Devine. I was thrown into various dangerous places by him, and the enemies were all kinds of strange things, gangsters, bodyguards, and even I don't even know where he found it in this world, mercenaries. Wait. I don't think training is so scary, I can grit my teeth and persevere. For more than a month, my growth... You see, yes Amazing. But..."

Wu Lin looked at the bandaged wound, let go of the bandage, stared blankly at her palm, lowered her head so that John couldn't see where she was looking, but based on Wu Lin's inference, she was looking It was her palm, maybe... because there was blood on it... After seeing Wu Lin beat Alex like that, he figured out why he was very familiar with Wu Lin's feeling of despair, because...he also experienced.

"But...he insisted on forcing me to kill..."

Wu Lin subconsciously put her hand on her arm again: "I don't understand why, so I refused... But a week ago, I found an extra mark on my arm. He said it would explode... I... I'm scared... so..."

She suddenly raised her head, showing a sad look in front of John without any concealment: "So, I chose my own life. I am a coward..."

John pursed his lips, seemed to be suppressing something, and finally said: "You are just a person..."

Wu Lin lowered her head again, with a wry smile on her lips: "As for...why I came back... this puzzle should be solved another day. You just need to know that I really won't hurt you and Finch. "

With that, she stood up and started texting Finch, whom she was sure was nearby.

As expected, Finch arrived within a few minutes. As soon as he entered the door, he raised his eyebrows at Wu Lin and John: "Is it time for me to congratulate you two soon?"

Wu Lin replied with a smile, "You two are about the same." Finch was also relieved by his naughty look, and he didn't want to see Wu Lin being so frightened all day long.

John just smiled, and after sending Wu Lin home, he widened his smile: "Finch, that little slicker. He's hiding something important again."

Finch reluctantly looked back at John who was sitting in the back row: "Let her relax, after all, she has only experienced that."

John pursed his lips noncommittally, and turned his head to one side. What flashed in his mind was the corners of Wu Lin's raised lips when he was texting Finch.

Note 20: Post-traumatic stress disorder, the full English name is PostTraumaticStressDisorder.

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