special task

The author has something to say: Besides, without JQ, I directly smashed the computer and TAT, the writing is so painful TAT, I share the same bed!We finally share the same bed, okay? ! ! !

A pair of emotionless eyes stared fixedly, as if she would turn into a corpse in the next moment.She tried hard to escape that look, but no matter where she looked, she could feel it.go hand in hand...

Gradually, she felt something changed. When she turned her head, she found that those eyes had changed, and a complete figure appeared in the corner, and she no longer ran after her.

She turned around curiously, step by step, the man seemed to start to enlarge infinitely.She had to look up to see his face clearly, it was John.The breath from the tall figure overwhelmed her, and the blood flowing from her calf was like a river, making her almost suffocate.She stepped forward to help stop the bleeding, but she couldn't swim no matter what.

"Lin..."

The sound of sighing lingered in her ears, the blood began to decrease instantly, and she was finally able to stand properly instead of being washed away by the blood. Unexpectedly, when she looked down, the clothes were gone, and there was only a strip of cloth left , can't cover anything.She looked up, just in time to see John's mocking and contemptuous look, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, just like Benton that time, which made people chill.His eyes seemed to see through her, making it impossible for her to dodge.She looked around, but couldn't find any place to hide.

"Lin!"

This time the sound was very close, and Wu Lin was awakened suddenly, the surrounding was still dark, only... a pair of bright blue eyes.Wu Lin bit her lower lip subconsciously, quietly calming down the special rapid heartbeat after being awakened.

It took a long while before she came back to her senses, and took a closer look at the man who was half kneeling on the ground and still staring at her.

"What's wrong with you in the middle of the night?"

John pursed his lips and smiled: "It should be asked, what are you doing shameless again?"

"I... I was talking in my sleep?"

"Ah."

"Oh? What did you say?"

"You're sorry for us or something."

"...Go to sleep."

Wu Lin knew that she was being tricked again, and she almost never talked in her sleep.perhaps?She remembered that she had the urge to scream when she woke up several times, but every time she opened her eyes, the scream was firmly restrained.Then by analogy, she must not have such a thing as a dream, right?

As soon as she turned over, she turned her back to John's face and pulled the quilt back, thinking that John would leave.As a result, Wu Lin didn't hear John leaving for a long time.In the end, she still couldn't hold back her curiosity and guilt. He was half kneeling and his feet were still injured, so he turned his head.

John still kept his bright eyes open, staring at Wu Lin expressionlessly, but his posture had changed to sitting directly on the ground.Wu Lin shuddered and sat up straight away. Although Wu Lin was looking down on John, Wu Lin couldn't change the awkward feeling no matter what.

Wu Lin didn't want to show weakness, especially when she was already weak. It's a pity that even if her aura has increased, she still doesn't look good enough in front of John.She wanted to hold her breath, but she wanted to sleep more.

Scratching her hair irritably, Wu Lin frowned: "What exactly do you want?"

John tilted his head: "Nothing, just look at the scenery."

Wu Lin's underhanded appearance almost made her attack. In order to ensure that she didn't lose control, Wu Lin took a deep breath, and realized that she seemed really naive in front of John?Is this state really normal?

Putting on a sincere smile, Wu Lin pointed to the window: "Here, there, you can look at it however you want."

John looked in the direction Wu Lin pointed, then turned around and gave Wu Lin a smile: "The scenery here is not as beautiful."

Wu Lin seemed sincere to John, but her serious smile was completely temperless.In fact, she was a little sad, but she also knew that even so, John's methods have been restrained a lot, and she should be grateful.

Severe torture to extract confessions is what the CIA teaches the most. A brief summary is: no food, no sleep, no self-esteem.

The simplified version of John is already very worthy of her.

Wu Lin cheered up and swallowed the confession that came to her lips.She was also hesitant... She didn't know if it was right to do so. In her eyes, this was the best solution, but... Was it for them too?Was it the right decision to involve them?Even if they knew all this about the machine...if they had a way to turn it off, wouldn't that future distress signal be sent to her world?Or, shutting down the machine is where it all started?

No... there seems to be an important piece of information missing.Who built the machine?

And... on the government side, how many people actually know?From the information she found, almost no one knew about the machine.At least they are trying to reduce the number of people who know it, so if it is calculated this way, does it mean that the government does not know how many people know it?In this way... Finch can only be the one who builds the machine.

Just the same...always the same!

Wu Lin bit her lip in frustration, and then realized that her every move just now seemed to fall into John's eyes.

John's smile had faded, and he looked serious again. Wu Lin thought about it, and her tired look appeared again unreservedly: "Okay... I know what you want to know. I can't say it, but I can't say it." , This is the principle. But, believe me, I really won't hurt you, absolutely not."

"Why?"

John immediately took over the conversation, which surprised Wu Lin. As expected, she did not consider this issue.Just relying on instinct, she still gave the answer: "Because you are good people."

Just finished speaking, Wu Lin almost wanted to chop off her own mouth, what a stupid reason!Her face was flushed, and she could only hope that she would not be discovered by John under the cover of night.

John was noncommittal, tilted his head to look at Wu Lin with a half-smile, and finally nodded, stood up and returned to the bed quickly.Lying down, he remembered why he passed by, and showed a comfortable smile.Wu Lin did not talk in her sleep, nor screamed, but she did not sleep well and reacted directly to the point of tossing and turning.In fact, he was kind and wanted to wake Wu Lin from the nightmare, but it seemed that Wu Lin had misunderstood it.And it made him feel even more gratified, yes, gratified, like the feeling that the person who was taught by himself finally has advantages.

Here, Wu Lin started to suffer from insomnia.How do you feel that the method of retreating into advance is a failure?Obviously John didn't ask, why do you think it was a failure?She thought carefully, should she confess?Obviously she has made a decision, but she still hesitates, how can this work?Obviously other things are not easy to sit up, why is it so difficult to hide from John and Finch?

She remembered the feeling of being hugged when she was injured last time, and subconsciously rubbed the scar.Two months is actually not too long, and the scars are not healed.

And Finch's excitement...

She is telling the truth.She will never let anyone hurt Finch and John, because they are both rare good people.See...she had a choice between the life of a mob boss and the lives of both of them.Wu Lin remembered every moment, and she even felt that she could hear the sound of the bullet penetrating that person's chest, which was amplified infinitely.Perhaps Wu Lin should be grateful, that person is a gang boss, which made her choice easier, didn't it?

Laughing self-deprecatingly, Wu Lin couldn't help thinking of him.If it was him... he would probably say: There is always another way.

But she can't find...

She did what she had to do.

Wu Lin's melancholy didn't last long, she quickly got up angrily because she found that she couldn't fall asleep at all.So, she also walked up to the culprit, squatted down, and stared hard.

People who lack sleep usually do some abnormal things, Wu Lin decided to be abnormal for a while.

Take a closer look, John's face is actually really good. If she just admired it, she might have screamed handsome uncle in her heart.It's a pity... She didn't think at all how "handsome uncle" was a person who always used stereotypes and inadvertently put pressure on him.

Probably feeling that he was being stared at, John narrowed his eyes within a few minutes, and his lazy voice seemed to be tempting: "Why, are you going crazy too?"

"Well. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."

"Yes, but you forgot that you have something to do tomorrow morning. Sleep is the best way to maintain your strength."

"Hmph, do you have the right to say that about me?"

John smiled lazily, turned over, and left half of Wu Lin: "Go to sleep."

For some unknown reason, Wu Lin couldn't refuse. She even forgot to get the quilt and climbed onto the bed.Surrounding Wu Lin was full of warmth.I thought it would be difficult to fall asleep, but I didn't expect to fall asleep very quickly this time, and even the dream became much more stable.John turned around and saw that Wu Lin didn't have a quilt, so he got up helplessly, limped to the sofa, took the quilt, and covered Wu Lin.

Not awakened by this movement, Wu Lin only felt warmer and wrapped the quilt tighter.In a daze, she vaguely remembered saying something: "Thank you, Mom."

John paused with his hand, and tucked Wu Lin's quilt again. After hesitating for a moment, he went back to the bed and lay down again.He couldn't fully explain his behavior, but instead remembered Finch's joke: Should I congratulate the two of you.