special task

Wu Lin rubbed her tired eyes. She basically didn't sleep all night last night. However, her last memory was in the car. Why did she go back to bed again?And the texture is not her bed...

The sound of the door opening was heard outside, and Wu Lin turned over and hid beside the bed. When she regained her composure, she found that although the surrounding scenery was not where she lived, it was still very familiar.

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Lin opened the bedroom door, she saw John.

"You don't sleep anymore?"

"Forget it, thank you."

Wu Lin yawned, and secretly added a sentence in her heart: The more interesting question is, why didn't she feel when she was brought up?Already... used to it?

John still held two plastic lunch boxes in his hand. Wu Lin smelled them and they were fried noodles.He took one of the lunch boxes from him and put it on the dining table.When he finished washing up, John still didn't touch his box, instead he looked like he was watching TV.

Wu Lin raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her lips softened: "Hey, let's eat."

John looked at Wu Lin, stood up, walked to the dining table, and gave Wu Lin a gesture to sit down.In this way, the two began to enjoy their lunch quietly.

"By the way, what gift did Finch give you?"

John tilted his head, with a sly look in his eyes: "This is a secret."

Wu Lin also tilted her head, looked carefully at the current John, and finally understood that John was in a good mood today.After finishing the food, Finch's phone call followed.The next day was rest, Wu Lin decided to go back to the "undercover" company for a day or two.It seems that since she was recruited, she hasn't worked a few days. First, she was off for several months because of the gunshot wound, and then she was always running around because she needed help.Fortunately, Finch arranged a good time, and John took turns to come together, otherwise Wu Lin would be too busy.

After work, Wu Lin went to the comic shop and bought two comic books, one was Crime on War and the other was Whatever Happened to the Caped Crusader.One for Finch and one for John.Wu Lin didn't know when Finch's birthday was, and she was almost sure that Finch would not tell her his birthday.So just treat John's birthday as Finch's, since both of them are from the same world anyway.

With this in mind, Wu Lin went to find John and Finch after get off work.Unexpectedly, near the library, I saw John sneaking behind Finch.Wu Lin touched her chin and decided to follow John.Perhaps because he was too involved in tracking Finch, John didn't realize that Wu Lin was also following him.Wu Lin tried her best to restrain her urge to burst out laughing. It has to be said that this scene reminded her of the situation where the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole were behind.Who knows whether he is a praying mantis or a squirrel?Or, is there a cat behind the oriole?Do cats eat orioles?

Coughing twice, I pulled my thoughts back, but the person in front of me was gone.Wu Lin thought for a while, but still didn't continue to follow these two people.Maybe these two people can play this kind of game of chasing each other, but if she is playing with them, it is not a joke to be found out.

Taking advantage of John and Finch's absence, Wu Lin went to the library and left the CrimeonWar to Finch.That comic is one of Wu Lin's favorites. It tells the story of a little boy being rescued, but the central idea is that even if a little boy is saved, it is worth paying for it.Finch might be tired from saving people one by one like this, but reading this story might make him feel a lot better.

A gentle smile appeared on Wu Lin's lips. She really liked Finch and John. They both seemed so stubborn, kind and stubborn.

Looking at the bookshelf that Finch didn't want Wu Lin to spy on that day, she couldn't help but hesitate. Would it be better to know more private information about these two people?Or is private information useless?In theory, what she wants to know has nothing to do with their private information, especially the past private information.Just in case it works?What if private information would tell her where the machine was, how did that happen or something?

After hesitating, Wu Lin finally made a decision. On the premise that she didn't know what information she might get, any information should be considered useful. At worst, if it wasn't useful information, she could just pretend she didn't know it.

Rummaging through bookshelves, she began to look for information that she didn't know what it was... until Wu Lin started looking for each book boringly, and she found a photo.Inside were two people, one who clearly looked like Finch, and one who... looked a little bit like the boy named Williams Ingham.Wu Lin held this photo in her hand, but her heart felt a little heavy.Finch has kept this friend for so long, but what about her?It seems that no one is her real friend. She has colleagues and friends, but she has no close friends who can rely on her life.

And according to her investigation, Nathan Ingram should exist as Finch's "mask".How much sacrifice would it take to be willing to block the gun for Finch?Such a friendship made Wu Lin extremely envious.

After a long time, Wu Lin put the photo back in place and did not do any other exploration.She had checked all kinds of information about Nathan, and she thought, Nathan had nothing else to look up.Even if there is, it's not something she can find out for the time being.

When she returned to her room again, Wu Lin suddenly felt a little empty. The place that was originally not that big felt so empty.No matter how much she decorated it, she couldn't hide the fact that she didn't belong here at all.Looking at the comic book in her hand, Wu Lin sighed softly, and decided to run to John's house and forget about it.

She didn't think about why when she felt empty, her first reaction was to stay at John's house.

The lock of John's house is actually quite easy to pick, without any special equipment, and Mo Zi actually gave Wu Lin a few tricks in his spare time, which made the lock picking skill easier.And John's house is no different from when he left in the morning, except...it's still quite empty.Wu Lin opened the refrigerator and found that there was still something inside.So she took out all the vegetables and meat to see what she could do.

Then I searched for seasonings, if there were no seasonings, then Wu Lin would not be able to cook anything, right?I looked around and found a few basic ones.

then……

When John finally finished tracking and came home, he almost thought he had gone through the wrong door.Wu Lin turned her head and smiled when she heard the sound of the door opening. The room was filled with the smell of vegetables.What Wu Lin cooked was very simple, just a dish of fried rice with eggs, it should be said, mixed fried rice.It has eggs, broccoli, sausage, carrots, corn and green beans.Carrots, corn and green beans are all frozen vegetables, so in theory they should taste less.

"Are you back? Is the detective game fun?"

Hearing Wu Lin's teasing voice, John couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Did you see that?"

"Yeah, why, can't you say it?"

John looked up, his eyes were a little deep, and then he lowered his head: "There is no result yet."

Wu Lin shrugged her shoulders and did not continue to ask.She has always known that if she should know, she will know, if she should not know, even if she asks again, she will not get a result.It wasn't until after the meal that Wu Lin dawdled for a while before leaving John's apartment.Although the apartment is still a little empty, but the heart is not so sad.

Sitting by the French window, Wu Lin suddenly saw a faint figure opposite, who seemed to be sitting by the window.The smile on the corner of Wu Lin's mouth deepened, and she suddenly remembered not long ago, did he also accompany her in another way like this?Especially during her saddest period, is she also silently caring like this?Or... is this just her being self-indulgent?

This kind of entanglement didn't last long, after all, she hadn't thought too deeply about the relationship between them, maybe they were just very close friends.

After Wu Lin sat there for a while, she still didn't call Peter.She suddenly felt a sense of homelessness, but once she got in touch with Peter, she would definitely know what happened to Palf.But it's actually a good thing that Peter didn't take the initiative to contact her now, isn't it?

Before closing her eyes, a hidden worry flashed through Wu Lin's mind. Although Palf's training had made her suffer, he was the leader after all.If he really entrusted her to do all these things, would she be able to do it?Maybe at the very beginning, she was a little more confident, but in this situation, she couldn't even get to know the machine from John and Finch. Could it really help the whole world?That distress signal... Now that I think about it, what exactly does it mean?What does the runaway of the machine represent?

****BIG MORNING****

Just when Wu Lin was about to go out to "work", she saw John's sneaky figure in the distance again. Wu Lin couldn't hold back any longer, and said ghastly behind John: "John..."

John's breath was unsteady, and he soon recognized Wu Lin's voice. He turned around and gave Wu Lin a "naughty" expression and a "Lin", and then continued to observe Finch's every move.

"You haven't given up yet?"

Just as he was talking, Finch took a magazine from the small vendor, put it under his arm, took two steps forward, and took out his phone to look at it twice.John ignored Wu Lin and followed Finch for two steps, but that was all.Because Finch stopped again, for some reason, he went to the old telephone booth, picked up the pay phone, and did not pay. He listened for a minute or two, looked around again, hung up the phone and walked away.

After that, he got through to Wu Lin and John: "【We should reduce the exemption, Ms. Lin, Mr. Reese. We have a new set of numbers.】"

After Finch left that place, John and Wu Lin hurried forward to check, there seemed to be nothing that could receive the number?Except... phone booths.

But how did the phone in the booth know that Finch was answering, or how did Finch know to answer it in that booth?Wu Lin looked around and found nothing unusual.John and Wu Lin looked at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Nodding at each other tacitly, temporarily ignoring these questions, the two of them turned their backs to each other and prepared to go to the library from different paths.

Wu Lin chose a longer road, and when they arrived, John and Finch had already printed out the photo of that person.Seeing that Wu Lin had also arrived, Finch conveniently pasted Peck's photo on the transparent board, and began to explain the information he found.Wu Lin grabbed a chair and sat not far from John, curiously looking at what book John was reading.

“[Henry Peck, 33 years old, unmarried, lives alone in Turtle Bay. Peck is a CFA, in short, he is in charge of picking stocks for a small financial company named Dirk and North United Company. Are you listening?]”

When Finch turned around, he found that John was not listening to what he said seriously, and Wu Lin also pretended to be very serious, and even exaggeratedly stared at Finch and his transparent blackboard with her chin in her hands.Only then did Wu Lin notice that there was a crack on it.Why is there such a crack?

John seemed to be indifferent and replied: "[Financial analyst, fascinating.]"

“[It can’t all be babies or mob godfathers. By far the strangest thing about Henry Peck is that he’s incredibly well guarded. I haven’t been able to hack his message box, e-mail or online account yet. 】”

Only then did John focus on Finch: "[Mysterious, living alone...he looks a lot like you, Finch.]"

Wu Lin's heart tightened with John's foolishness, and sure enough, he asked in the next sentence: "[So, how did you get his number?]"

At this time, Wu Lin's heart was raised, but she really didn't expect that John didn't know how Finch received the number.Then she thought of the situation that John always liked to complain about Finch, and almost every time he would say: My boss is very withdrawn.

Finch seemed to think that John's question was naive, so he said like coaxing a child: "[That's right, John, we have such a machine...]"

“[True, but you didn’t get it from here.]”

John was smiling, and Finch seemed to be feeling a little oppressed. Only Wu Lin shrank to the side of the two, watching them fight.Speaking of which, Wu Lin was actually quite happy. At least they didn't talk about these problems behind her back, did they?Maybe they were setting some kind of trap for her, or maybe, Wu Lin preferred this assumption, and they already had some trust in her.

“[No…the situation should be more subtle.]”

John stood up and walked up to Finch: "[It's time to let me know, how does the machine communicate with you?]"

Finch looked at John, and then at Wu Lin who was sitting on the side trying not to speak, covering her mouth and enjoying herself: "[Why?]"

"[With all due respect, but don't you want me to keep doing this after what happened to you?]"

Finch glanced at John and Wu Lin again, limped to pick up the book John was reading, and put it back in place: "[If something really happens to me, I have a... contingency plan.]"

Finch's firm tone caused Wu Lin to inexplicably see the runaway of the machine. Could it be... that the runaway of the machine was because of Finch's emergency plan?

"[Sooner or later, your secret will be discovered, Finch.]"

“[Curiosity will kill the cat, Mr. Reese.] Now, I think it’s better for us to turn our attention back to Mr. Peck.”

Standing up, Wu Lin interrupted: "Is that still the old rule? John goes to see people, and I go to see apartments? Do you have an address?"

After Wu Lin got the address, she left the library.Only Finch and John were left.

John was also about to leave. Before leaving, he turned around and asked, "I think she gave you a comic too?"

Finch looked a little surprised by John's question: "It seems to be. You have it too?"

"That's right, so which one did you get?"

"It's nothing important, I think, Ms. Lin is just... maybe she really has no bad intentions."

Finch thought of the comic and felt better. He did read it. After all, he was also a little curious about what Wu Lin gave him.It wasn't until the end of the reading that Fen Qi understood what Wu Lin meant. Even if it was the tiniest force that saved the tiniest person, their sacrifices were worth it.

"Are you really not going to tell me how you communicate with the machine?"

"Like I said, you'll know, the contingency plan."

"Okay, Finch. You're a stubborn guy."

"I think you are the least qualified to say that, Mr. Reese? Well, Mr. Peck is still in danger at any time. I don't think this is the time to discuss my emergency plan."

"Say what you want, Finch."

The author has something to say: Sorry == there are more original texts... Mainly, this paragraph is very important~ And I also wrote a little more~ You guys understand~ The magic of the machine~