special task

John was driving, and while driving, he contacted Fusco with his headset: "Lenelle, did you miss me?"

"Not at all, is there anything else you want me to do?"

"Can't I just make a phone call and say 'Hi'?"

"Of course, have you finished?"

"No, I do need you to go to Cristina Rojas's place, see how she is, find any clues you can, and then, give me a report, I need it in four hours. Get in touch when the time comes, that's all."

"Ahhh? Wait, Christina who?"

Fusco looked at the phone that had been hung up with a depressed face, and murmured, "When can I have some respect."

He began to check the residence of Cristina Rojas on the computer. Soon, after arriving at the scene, it was already a crime scene. He also met his colleagues and was allowed to get a bullet analysis record after a lot of talking. and various records.Fusco sighed, finally returning to his boring routine.

And John soon arrived at a relatively quiet place. Near there, he found an old car with low shock resistance and a trunk.After "taking away" the old car, he woke up the two uninjured people: "Hey, one of you will tell why you kidnapped that child."

"Woohoo! (Never!)"

They were covered with their mouths covered and unable to speak, John smiled badly: ["The longest record I have ever pried open a person's mouth is 16 hours, you don't look like I can break the record."]

John led them in circles, deliberately driving on the uneven ground. Half an hour later, he opened the trunk, and the two of them were already dizzy. John's smile made the two of them creepy: "Get ready Are you ready to speak?"

The two were in pain, but still refused to speak.John closed the trunk and resumed his very bumpy drive.Another half hour later, one of them started to hesitate, trying to say something: "Look, I don't know anything, we're just a small group, and they give us orders, we never ask questions."

"Okay, let's continue for a few laps."

"Wait, wait! That... I know a location, and we'll get the money from there!"

It was the bald man who spoke, and the long-haired fluttering man next to him gave the bald man a vicious look. John was keenly aware of this and decided that the long-haired fluttering had nothing to say.

"It seems that our friend has nothing to say, where is the name of your head? You don't even know this?"

The bald head looked at the long-haired fluttering beside him in despair, and the long-haired fluttering continued to stare at the bald head viciously.John smiled: "I don't have much time, otherwise, I would have enjoyed this. [Have two cats been stuffed into a bag?]" Then his head turned to Bald: "[Do you want to come out?]"

The bald man raised his mouth, John took out a knife, and untied the bald man's plastic rope: "[Put your boss's name out.]"

With the screams of long hair fluttering and the sound of closing the trunk, John smiled with a little worry. He took out his mobile phone, checked the time, and sighed slightly.He had seen many wounds. The wound on Wu Lin's shoulder was more serious than what she said, but it also proved that Wu Lin must have been trained. After all, normal people can't bear this kind of injury.Since Finch didn't know how to look at those two people and had no training, and he really had to figure out what they knew, Wu Lin was the only one who could protect the judge and the child.I only hope that after the kidnapping fails, it will be another kidnapping instead of directly killing the judge...

****Judge House****

With the help of Sam, Wu Lin simply bandaged the bullet. The bullet was still stuck in the joint. She could only find tools to take out the bullet after she got the backpack.She had never tried to take a bullet for herself, and this "first time" she really didn't want to know what it was like.

After dressing up, she looked at the relatively calm Sam, thought for a while, and said, "Dear little Sam, I need your help. First, you can call your father to come back quickly. Then, help me Tell him, these guys are... well... Batman fans."

Little Sam's eyes lit up: "Batman? Do you watch Batman too?"

Wu Lin couldn't hold back, and began to rub Little Sam's hair again: "Yes, Batman is the most powerful, isn't it!"

Little Sam nodded vigorously, and began to show signs of wanting to speak. Wu Lin felt that although the child was much quieter, he was still frightened after all. This might make him more comfortable, so she purposely raised some conversations about Batman. People began to have "profound" discussions about Batman.In the end, Wu Lin didn't know whether it was Sam who was happier or her.In any case, Little Sam looked very worried when she was about to leave, and Wu Lin continued to smile gently: "I will always look at you, just like Batman, we will not let you be with you Something happened to Dad."

Little Sam waved at Wu Lin again, and Wu Lin suddenly remembered something: "By the way, dear little Sam, I hope you can do me a favor, if your father or the police officers need you to describe my image , just use... just use the image of Catwoman, at least she and I have black hair. If it doesn't match, just say you don't remember. Okay, call your father. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on you until your father comes back."

After finishing speaking, Wu Lin went out through the window. It happened that she planned to use the cover of those trees to hide in the window, so that she could look at Sam and those injured guys.

The judge also arrived at the scene a few minutes later. He looked at the mess on the ground and Sam standing not far away, and rushed directly to hug Sam.Wu Lin gave Sam a final wave and disappeared from their eyes.In fact, she hid under another window. Who knows that the judge's house is quite big, and there are quite a lot of places to hide.

The police officers arrived quickly, and Wu Lin played a game of hide and seek with the police officers. Fortunately, Finch was there to assist.Finch always seemed to be able to locate the officers.Of course, this is not difficult for Finch. He just used Wu Lin's mobile phone to connect to the mobile phones of other police officers, and so on. Lin avoided those people.

A few hours later, it was completely dark, and Little Sam's description naturally led the officers to draw a wrong image, and no one seemed to know that the image was Catwoman.Judge Gates was not so happy with Little Sam's report, and he lost his temper with the police officers viciously.Wu Lin could probably understand his feelings. After all, his child was so close to being kidnapped. No matter who was rescued, he would probably lose control for a while.The officers finally finished their routine checks, questioned Sam Jr. and the judge, and left one after another.The judge's house was finally quiet.

Judge Gates asked little Sam to wash and go to sleep. Before he went to bed, Judge Gates hugged little Sam, kissed little Sam on the forehead, and murmured: "Thank God...Thank God you are all right .”

However... things are often not as simple as they seem.A red dot suddenly appeared on the back of Judge Gates' head. Wu Lin didn't realize it at first, but when she connected the red dot with the sniper rifle in her mind, the only way she could react was to go directly from the window. Jump in, yelling, "Get down!"

When Wu Lin jumped in, it happened to be the moment when the bullet passed by. She could only be thankful that Sam dragged his father to the ground without hesitation.The bullet grazed Judge Gates' head. For Judge Gates, that moment seemed to be 1 years. Although this metaphor may be a bit corny, it is the only adjective that Judge Gates can think of.Wu Lin's heartbeat also seemed to stop for a moment, and seeing Judge Gates and Sam intact, her heart was also hit hard.Is this...is this what it feels like to save someone?

Time did not allow Wu Lin to think, almost immediately, she had to cover the judge and Sam to hide.From the trajectory of the bullet just now, Wu Lin tried to find some walls that could cover her up. She had to let the judge go, and she was running out of time.

"Finch! Do you know how many snipers are around?!"

"Not at the moment, Ms. Lin."

The outside began to shoot into the house, and Wu Lin could only see one sniper from the arrangement of the bullets.

"Is there any safe house around there?"

"of course."

"command."

"On the left side of the judge's house, the first intersection is an alley. Go through the alley and go to the right. At the second intersection, turn left. After climbing over a wall, go out from the main entrance. Turn left again. On the right Street, No. 30, No. [-]. Also, Mr. Reese will be there in a minute."

"Okay, I see. The first intersection is left, the second intersection is right, and then left, after the road, No. 36."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Lin calculated quickly. The strength of the bullet told her that she couldn't wait any longer.Must leave this house immediately!But... how can we get them to leave safely?If she follows along, is the target too big?No, absolutely not now.

Wu Lin immediately took off the judge's clothes. If the kidnapper wanted Sam, they must be threatening the judge.So the killer must have been sent out to eliminate the threat, and the one who eliminated it must be the judge, so Wu Lin chose the judge's clothes, besides...it seems impossible for her to pretend to be a child.

She handed her mobile phone and headset to the judge: "Hold it, someone inside will direct you to leave. Go in another direction, be careful."

Little Sam asked pitifully, "Then what do you do?"

Wu Lin smiled proudly: "Don't forget who I am. I'm his fan."

The judge hesitantly said "thank you" before leaving.

Wu Lin nodded, but did not reply.Seeing the judge from another direction, Wu Lin's smile turned into a wry smile. Come on, it seems that her task cannot be completed, right?Or...she secretly expected that if John could arrive...she would be able to gain basic trust?It doesn't seem to be so cost-effective to risk her life...but...Little Sam appeared in front of her eyes, she couldn't put a child in danger, right?

In this way, a few breaths were delayed, and the intensity of the bullet stopped for a while.Wu Lin took a deep breath, passed in front of the window, and fired a few shots in the direction she judged the bullets were coming from.The recoil seems to be much stronger than when she was training, maybe because of the injured shoulder.The strength and density of the bullets increased again, which told her that she was getting closer to the sniper.The sniper had already changed several guns, but fortunately Judge and Sam had left.

Wu Lin couldn't imagine whether she would be able to get out of this shot. The wound on her shoulder had stopped bleeding, but now it split open again due to the recoil, and she could feel that the bullet probably traveled some distance further, and this time , It seems that a relatively large blood vessel was punctured, and her head was already a little dizzy.But, no, she had to wait as long as she could!

The gunfire outside seemed to have stopped, and Wu Lin's hands were covered with cold sweat, not only because of nervousness, but also because of the excessive reaction to the pain and blood loss.The door was gradually opened, and a gun was the first to come in. Wu Lin just wanted to shoot it down with her own gun, but she didn't expect that her hands could no longer hold anything tightly.Wu Lin's gun also fell to the ground because of this accident.

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