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Carter returned to the living room, smiled a little stiffly at Grace, and then sat on the single sofa next to her, facing her.

The expression on Grace's face had already subsided, and she looked at Carter and asked.

"What do you think?"

"I do need companions." Carter nodded.

Grace smiled gently at her: "Thank you for your trust."

"What's wrong with you and HR?" Carter asked cautiously, as if he was afraid of poking Grace's pain.

Grace's expression darkened a little, and she replied, "I suspect that HR has something to do with my friend's death."

"Sorry, I shouldn't ask these questions," Carter suddenly became a little stiff, "Don't be sad."

"We are each other." Grace made a small joke as if to adjust the atmosphere.

But Carter couldn't laugh. She had indeed lost her boyfriend, and she shouldn't raise such a question at a time like this.

If Grace knew what she was thinking, she could only express regret that she made it up.

"Your skill is very good," Carter began to rambling on the subject, "Where did you learn it?"

"I'm a retired navy." Grace didn't tell her her seal status.

Carter nodded with a face of sudden realization. She stood up, walked to the front of the cabinet, opened the door, and motioned for Grace to come and have a look.

Grace walked over and saw a small wooden notice board, which spread layer by layer from top to bottom according to the pattern of a tree diagram. It was full of portrait photos and various materials, and there were many notes, which should be Carter written.

To be more precise, this entire character information board should be organized by the real police officer Carter.

"I haven't found out who the head of HR is," Carter said.

That photo at the very top of the dendrogram is indeed a question mark without a face.

Grace squinted her eyes, sighing inwardly at Officer Carter's scouting ability, but at the same time wishing to punch the unsuspecting rookie out of Officer Carter's body.

Such an important thing is actually shown directly to a person who has only known him for a day, what is he thinking?

"You haven't shown these things to others, have you?" To be on the safe side, Grace asked one more question.

"No." Carter shook his head.

Grace breathed a sigh of relief, and then put on a serious expression.

"Don't let other people see this again, it's too dangerous."

"Okay, okay..." Carter seemed a little shocked by her tone.

Grace carefully checked the above information and recorded it in her mind one by one.

Officer Carter highlighted a man named Simmons, who appeared to be a very dangerous man.

From the point of view of status, he is also a high-level person in HR, only one level below the top leader.

"Do you have any information about this Simmons?" Grace pointed to the photo.

"He seems to be a commander, and he arranges many HR actions." Carter answered quickly.

Grace took out her phone and took a picture of Simmons, quickly edited the email and sent it to Bruce.

"Have you taken any action on HR recently?" This is something Grace is very concerned about.

She was very concerned about what the broadcaster had done to expose Carter to the enemy's view.

"Not recently," Carter shook his head, "I'm very busy with work, and my superiors even arranged for me to take a trainee police officer."

Before Grace heard the first half of the sentence, she frowned because of the second half of the sentence before she could breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, a trainee police officer was arranged for Carter?

I don't know if she is overthinking, but I always feel that there is something strange about it.

"Have you seen that trainee police officer?" Grace asked.

"I'll see you for the first time tomorrow," Carter was a little puzzled by her question, "Is there any problem?"

Grace thought for a moment, and then spoke again: "I suggest you be cautious when getting along with that police officer, there is a possibility that it is someone sent by HR to monitor you."

Carter was stunned for a moment when she heard this sentence, her eyes were a little flustered, as if she had never encountered such a thing before.

"Okay, okay, I understand."

"As for Simmons, I'll investigate." Grace looked at the man in the photo and said in a deep voice.

*****

Finch looked at Gen who was carried into the library by Xiao, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"How to deal with this?" Xiao looked as if he was about to throw the root on the ground immediately.

Finch immediately walked over to support the unconscious root, and he looked around.

"Ms. Shaw, do me a favor," he said. "Please move Ms. Groves there."

Xiao followed Finch's line of sight, it was a small corner of the library, and it was equipped with a fence gate.

...looks particularly suitable for shutting down people.

It's no wonder that Finch would take this kind of action, after all, he didn't hurt people before, and he also showed his enthusiasm for machines.

He has always been vigilant against Gen, and it is impossible to continue to let Gen wander outside.

After temporarily dealing with Gen's problem, Xiao and Finch said goodbye and left the library, as if they had had enough of the inexplicable experience of being taken away by electric shocks and being hit by a car in the past two days.

And Finch returned to his computer.

Riise was standing there waiting for him, as if something was going on.

"What's the matter? Mr. Reaser." Finch was a little strange.

"Can you find street surveillance in today's combat zone?" Reese asked.

Finch sat in front of the computer and said, "Okay, what's the problem?"

"I met someone, and I feel a little familiar."

It took Finch a few minutes to find the monitor.

Riser stared at it for a moment, then raised his finger to the screen.

"Yes, it's her."

The woman in the skirt was leaning vigilantly against the door of the shop on the surveillance camera, and started to move after a few seconds.

She moved extremely quickly, and approached the man with the gun who fell on the ground step by step.

And next, as long as she can be photographed, it can be seen that this person has extraordinary skills, decisive strikes, and excellent marksmanship.

"Who is she?" Finch frowned.

Because no matter how you look at it, this woman seems to carry someone's shadow in her actions.

That's right, it was Riise standing beside him.

This is a well-trained soldier.

"I don't know yet, but I seem to know Carter." Reese replied in a deep voice.

For some reason, he always felt that he had seen this person somewhere.

"Speaking of...Mr. Reaser, don't you think Officer Carter is a little strange recently?"

When Carter was mentioned, Finch's eyes became a little worried.

Riise's expression couldn't be better, and he also had a serious expression.

Carter was a big help to them in the police force and a friend.

She is a thoughtful and decisive person who has provided a lot of help for their actions.

This past week, however, Carter seemed very strange.

Although the task requested of her can be completed, she is not as cautious as before.

What's even more strange is that she seems to be hiding something from them, and she doesn't want to have other contact with them.

And now an unidentified soldier appeared?

Finch and Riise looked at each other, and both saw the doubt and worry in each other's eyes.

"Maybe we should check the identity of this lady." Finch pursed his lips and said.

Riise didn't speak, but silently agreed.

*****

Grace is sitting in the corner of a coffee shop.

This morning, she received something from Bruce to check, and she also asked Bruce for some props, which she expected to arrive this evening.

She came to New York in a hurry this time, and she only brought some light and easy-to-carry weapons.

If you can get Batman's small props, it will be much more convenient to act.

A man sat at the table diagonally across from Grace.

The man was wearing a police uniform, with half-white hair, and was eating his breakfast today.

He is the Simmons in the character board that Carter put together.

And on his left is a white sandwich box, which was delivered by the shopkeeper just now.

That deferential attitude and ingratiating smile told Grace that there were no sandwiches in the sandwich box.

The man should be collecting protection fees.

This kind of small matter does not need someone of Simmons' level to do it.

If the protection fee was collected by the way, what was he planning to do here?

Simmons stood up suddenly, and he appeared to be ready to leave.

Grace sipped her coffee calmly, waiting for Simmons to pass by her.

Just as she was about to get up and follow, a man suddenly sat down opposite Grace.

"Please don't move." The man in the suit smiled at her.

Grace narrowed her eyes, she had already recognized the man.

It was the man in the suit who kept aiming at people's knees last night.

"Hello, Lieutenant Colonel Louisa," Reese's voice was deep and magnetic, "please don't be nervous."

"Since you call me Lieutenant Colonel, you must have already checked out my identity." Grace said calmly and flatly.

It seems that I can't catch up with Simmons today, what a pity.

"Then who are you, sir?" Grace asked after drinking the last sip of coffee, "You also have some military background."

"Who I am is not very important. The important point is, why did you approach Carter?" Reese asked in a deep voice.

Grace looked up at him without any emotional fluctuations.

"You're the one asking, sir, and I don't get any information, isn't it fair?" She smiled.

Riise chuckled, touched his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Then I'm sorry."

Although, there was no apology in his tone of voice.

The author has something to say: I was writing today and I suddenly felt that if the master removed the force part, the support for Grace is a bit like the support for the fourth uncle by the boss hhhhhh

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Looks like it could make for a little theater for these two duos (you

Tomorrow, the author has something to do at home in [-]D and has to stop for a day. Please forgive TVT and I will make it up later.