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"I'm still wondering how long it took you guys to ask me that question."

Gen propped his chin and looked at the two of them with a smile.

Finch's lips were pursed into a line, and the corners of his mouth were slightly turned down. He said, "Obviously, Ms. Louisa regards the machine as a person."

"That is indeed what she understood." Gen's face showed a little regret.

Finch looked at her and was silent for a while before continuing, "We all know it's just a machine."

After he said this, Root sneered and stared at Finch firmly.

"Haven't you realized by now that you made gods?" Root said, "or you won't admit it?"

"Harold, the world has long since changed."

Riise who was on the side seemed to be a bit displeased with Gen's pressing on Finch every step of the way.

"I want to know more," Reese asked in a deep voice, "Why did the machine find Grace Louisa? What is it going to do?"

"I told you before," Gen turned to look at Riise, "She is my boss, and sometimes I don't understand what she is going to do."

"Like Grace, I didn't understand why I was looking for her at first."

When Gen said this, she paused, and she looked at Finch again.

"Harold, are you really going to keep me here forever?" She blinked.

This is basically using Grace's affairs as a bargaining chip to let her out.

"Sorry, Ms. Groves, you can't leave here." Finch still refused to let go after silence.

"Even Officer Carter was involved?"

Gen's words didn't surprise the two people in front of her, because they also guessed something vaguely.

However, after the speculation was confirmed, the sense of reality quickly surged.

"Harold, you would never put a friend's life in danger, would you?"

Root looked at him as if he had a handle on him.

*****

Grace walked into the antique shop.

The owner of the antique shop was checking his computer in front of the counter, and he just raised his head when the customer came in.

It looked like he didn't want to do business at all.

Of course, Grace didn't come to buy anything. She walked up to the antiques in the store and glanced at them casually.

Anyway, she doesn't understand these works of art at all, and she can't tell whether they are real or fake.

"Sir, can I take a look at this?" She found a storage box with a high price, which looked like something from a long time ago.

The boss finally reacted to her a little bit. He raised his head and glanced at the product she was pointing at, and immediately lifted his spirits.

He walked up to her and talked about the history and origin of this dressing box.

Grace naturally smiled and nodded in agreement, and showed some interest.

When the boss was about to get involved, Grace attached a monitor to him without leaving a trace.

The quality of Batman's production is naturally not to mention, and it also comes with a tracking function.

Although Grace really wanted to follow the owner of the antique shop, it was a pity that she still had to go to his home to investigate.

She has no way to split into two people, so she can only do this first.

Grace looked at the laptop on the counter from the corner of her eye, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.

It's really not convenient for one person, otherwise when she attracts attention at this time, another person can steal the information in the computer.

"Ma'am?" The boss seemed to notice Grace's absent-mindedness, and his attitude became a little dissatisfied.

Naturally, Grace did not live up to his expectations, and after a few casual sentences, she withdrew from the antique shop.

She swore she heard the boss swearing as she left the antique shop.

*****

When Grace rolled into the apartment of the antique store owner, a fist came to her face.

She dodged to the right reflexively, turned over and landed on the ground, and swept towards the opponent's ankle with one leg.

The opponent's reaction was quick, and after dodging Grace's attack, he quickly pushed back two steps.

Grace stood up immediately, and when she saw the other person's face, she froze for a moment.

"resemble?"

Standing in front of her was Xiao who had breakfast with her yesterday morning.

Obviously, Xiao was also very surprised to see her.

Both of them withdrew their attacking stances. I have to say that the two people at the breakfast table yesterday had a good impression of each other.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Qing asked, frowning.

Grace glanced at the apartment, there were a lot of things spread out on the table, it seemed that Xiao had already investigated it.

"This is my problem too." Grace walked to the table and casually picked up a stack of documents to read. They were all ordinary information, nothing special. "The owner of this apartment has something to do with HR."

Xiao Weiwei widened his eyes, a little surprised: "Really?"

After casting her a glance, Grace began to look around the apartment again, and continued to reply, "I've already told you that I'm investigating HR."

Grace walked into the study, and what puzzled her was that there was still a notebook there.

She walked over and started the computer, but unfortunately there was a password on the computer.

Grace frowned slightly, she didn't have the ability to crack the code.

"Do you need help?"

Looking back, Xiao leaned against the door frame, looking at her with bright eyes, as if he was a little proud.

Grace stepped back and made a gesture of invitation.

And Xiao just walked over and plugged a USB flash drive into the computer.

"Finch," she said softly.

Immediately, the password was automatically entered on the computer, and soon came to the desktop screen.

Grace raised her eyebrows slightly, although she guessed that they had hacker talents, after all, they investigated her identity too quickly.

"Help me say thanks to the person over there with your headset." Grace quickly walked to the computer.

"Oh, he can hear it," Xiao said with a normal face, "Okay, I know."

Grace was a little puzzled about the last half of her sentence, turned her head and looked over, Xiao twitched the corner of her mouth at her.

"Sorry, my BOSS is quite nagging."

Grace caught the helplessness in her eyes, and suddenly felt that Xiao became a little lively, and couldn't help but smile.

"What are you looking for?" Xiao leaned over.

"Contact information with HR." Grace opened the email of the owner of the antique shop.

"That kind of thing probably won't exist," Xiao twitched the corner of his lips, "Even if there is, it's information that can't prove the other party's identity."

"Even so, there must be no omissions," Grace said.

What is needed for such a large and corrupt organization is a lot of evidence and vigilance.

Grace was naturally unwilling to give up any clues.

"He said it would be faster if he came to investigate." Xiao said suddenly.

"Huh?" Grace stopped her hands and looked up at Xiao.

No matter how this sentence sounds, it seems that there is something in the words.

"In exchange, we want to know what happened to Officer Carter." Xiao's tone suddenly became serious.

Grace narrowed her eyes immediately, it seems that she didn't tell them those things at all?

"Didn't I explain it to you at all?" Grace stood up straight and stared at Xiao.

Xiao has always been straightforward, she said: "I can't talk to her, I collapsed."

Grace was almost amused by her statement, she bent her eyes and asked, "Then I won't necessarily compromise."

"You will," Xiao said confidently, "Carter has nothing to do with you, yet you meddle in HR's affairs for her."

"I'm afraid what happened to Carter means a lot to you."

Grace looked at her silently and suddenly smiled.

Really sharp, direct and unabashed, she likes it.

"I don't mind telling you what happened to Officer Carter."

"But, to be honest, I'm curious about your work."

"Like, why are you in this apartment?"

Xiao rubbed his hair, looked at Grace, and finally spoke after deliberating for a long time.

"We help people."

That's their job.

*****

Grace is now sitting at a long table.

The overall interior of this apartment is permeated with an understated classic style, with gorgeous lamps and wine placed next to it.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look very similar to the safe house in Grace's impression.

It seems Riese and Shaw's boss is quite rich.

Grace thought silently in her heart.

"Want to drink?" Grace suddenly had a bottle of wine in front of her.

And Xiao Zheng was very bold and drank directly from the bottle.

"Thanks, but I won't drink for now," Grace looked at her seriously, "By the way, you drink very well."

Shaw grinned at her.

Riise, who was standing aside, looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt an inexplicable aura pervading there.

He couldn't get in at all.

A few minutes later, there was finally a sound from the gate.

Grace looked up, and there was a middle-aged man standing there, wearing a pair of glasses, looking very polite.

He also limps a bit when he walks.

And he... is still leading a dog? ? ? ?

Grace watched the man walk down, and the sturdy horse dog immediately ran to her side amidst Shaw's shouts, wagging its tail obediently.

Xiao, on the other hand, sat on the ground without hesitation, hugging the dog for a while.

Grace looked at all this calmly, a little envious in her heart, she wanted pudding.

But she quickly retracted her eyes and turned her eyes to the man sitting opposite her.

Riise stood beside him like a knight.

"Hello, Ms. Louisa." The man spoke softly, and his voice was very gentle.

Doesn't look like the boss of guys like Reese and Root at all.

Or is it that they can't say that they have the kind of superior-subordinate relationship they mentioned?

"Hello."

Grace smiled politely.

"Harold Finch," Finch reported his name, "first of all, I would like to apologize to you."

"Apologize?" Grace was a little confused.

"In order to hack into your mobile phone tap," Finch said, "Of course we failed, after all, your mobile phone is equipped with strong protective equipment."

……and many more?

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