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Waiting for Carter to complete the procedures for leaving the hospital, the two walked around the park not far away for a while, and finally chose to sit down in an open-air cafe.

"Your latte." Grace came back from the counter and put the coffee in front of Carter.

"Oh, thanks," said Carter.

Grace sat down opposite her, while Carter took a sip of coffee, with a somewhat awkward and unnatural expression.

Carter really doesn't know how to get along with Grace.

In other words, when she woke up from the hospital bed, she felt a sense of rejection in front of everyone.

The memories of this period of time in her head are vague, but she knows roughly what she did.

This made Carter have some doubts about herself, whether she had taken some wrong medicine during this period of time, and made such stupid and strange behaviors.

Because those things were really done by her.

Carter was very troubled by this, but he didn't want to say anything to Riise and the others.

Grace is a very strange existence to Carter.

She still remembers how she met Grace.

Looking back now, why did she believe her clumsy and abrupt acting skills?

Then he even told her about the HR matter.

If it wasn't for Grace's intention to bring down HR, she would be a corpse by now.

"Officer Carter, I know you have doubts about many things." Grace said.

Carter looked up, looking at her with confusion in his eyes.

Grace smiled reassuringly at her and said, "Don't worry, I can explain it to you."

"However, I hope you can listen to me calmly."

"I promise that what I'm going to say next is not something I'm making up."

After consideration, Grace finally decided to tell Carter the truth.

She didn't want Carter to have some misunderstandings about herself, which caused Carter to think wildly.

Grace cut out some unnecessary parts and simply explained to Carter the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Although she tried her best to describe things in a normal direction, it was obvious that this had a certain impact on Carter.

The reaction was similar to that of Riise and the others back then, not as calm or even full of interest as Gen Gen.

"I'm sorry, please let me digest it." Carter held his forehead and rubbed the space between his eyebrows with his fingers.

Grace nodded and thoughtfully chose not to speak.

Carter was silent for a while, and then spoke again.

"This kind of thing... really exists?" She still looked a little unacceptable.

"I think so," Grace said with a serious expression, "Officer Carter, you know it very well, don't you?"

"You wouldn't do those things at all."

Carter stopped talking again, she looked up and said, "Riser and the others also know?"

Grace nodded slightly and replied, "Yes, for them to help."

"...I see," Carter felt as if he was still in a dream, "I...accept what you said."

She told herself that there are all kinds of people in the world now, and such incredible things do not necessarily exist.

Carter took a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself down.

"Will this kind of thing happen again?" Her fingers trembling while touching the coffee cup.

"I think so," Grace looked down, "and it wasn't just one or two."

"Really." Carter held the cup handle tightly, picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee.

Grace sensed that something was wrong with the mood of the person in front of her: "Officer Carter..."

"Carter is fine." Carter smiled at her.

Grace also returned a gentle smile.

"Carter, I know this kind of thing is hard to slow down."

"But I still hope you don't get too deep."

Carter looked at her and nodded slightly: "I understand, it's just... a little scared."

She didn't have a great sense of reality about being possessed yet, but she couldn't help but wonder what if she had done something irreparable.

"But those things you thought didn't happen, did they?" Grace reassured.

Carter smiled and replied softly, "Yes."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere softened a little.

"Louis said the report will be out the day after tomorrow," Grace turned the topic back to the business, "I'll go to the Metropolis."

"You'd better stay with Riise and the others during this period of time to ensure safety."

You know, when people are in a hurry, they can do anything.

"I understand," Carter would not choose to be brave in this period, "You and Ms. Lane should also pay attention to safety, they..."

Carter's expression twisted for a moment: "That's a group of beasts."

Quinn sent someone to kill his godson, and then pretended to be in front of her, making Carter so sick that he wanted to vomit.

"I will." Grace nodded seriously.

They chatted a few more words, and Carter said that she wanted to go home and clean up. She was not going to live at home during this time.

Such an obvious target, she didn't want to stand there and be targeted by the HR people.

Finch provided her with a safe house, enough for her to live in for a long time.

"So Finch will come to you?" Grace asked.

Carter nodded yes.

"That's right, I have something to ask him."

*****

Finch limped back to the car, where Grace was waiting for him in the driver's seat.

"Please," Finch said, "Officer Carter asked me to say thank you."

"Sure." Grace smiled.

A few hours ago, she accompanied Carter home to pack some daily necessities and a change of clothes.

Then, wait for Finch to pick up Carter and go to the safe house.

Finch was a little surprised when Grace was there, but didn't say much.

Now, Carter has lived in the safe house.

During this time, Xiao will live with her.

The atmosphere in the car was a little silent, and Finch finally spoke first.

"Miss Louisa, what can you do?" he asked.

"I think so," Grace started the car, "we might as well go to the safe house before."

Finch turned to look at her, as if asking what was so important.

"...Let's go then." He finally nodded.

The distance between the two safe houses is not very far, perhaps in order to be prepared for any emergencies.

It took only 10 minutes to drive to the place.

There is no one in the safe house now, and it looks a little deserted.

Finch turned on the light in the room and walked slowly inside.

"Sit down, Ms. Louisa." He pulled out a chair for Grace.

"Thank you."

The two sat down at the table facing each other.

"I don't know, what does Ms. Louisa want to talk about?" Finch felt that the next question would not be so easy to answer.

Grace stared at him and said straight to the point: "I don't want to say anything oblique, so I just asked."

"The 'she' in Genkou is actually a machine, an artificial intelligence, right?"

Her question was so direct that Finch's eyes widened in an instant.

He looked very surprised, which also told Grace that Bruce's guess was correct.

The corners of Finch's mouth trembled slightly, and he was silent for a while before speaking again.

"I guess you won't believe me now that I say no." He spoke faster than usual.

"So... yes, it's a machine."

"I want to ask, Ms. Louisa, how do you know?"

Grace tilted her head and replied, "It can only be said... guessed."

Although, the person who guessed right was not strictly speaking her.

"From Gen's words and your actions, you can more or less see a little bit." Grace said.

Finch exhaled and looked at Grace seriously.

"So, what is Ms. Louisa going to do next?" This was a matter of great concern to him.

"Please don't worry, I won't expose these to the public." Grace saw through the nervousness hidden in Finch's expression.

"I just want to know what this machine is used for."

"What information does 'she' usually provide you with, and what is it made for?"

Grace looked into Finch's eyes firmly, not allowing him the slightest chance of evading or lying.

"The most important thing is whether 'she' will be used by people with bad intentions."

"Impossible." Finch firmly rejected her statement.

Grace raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "You seem to be sure of this, why?"

Finch hesitated for a moment, and finally replied: "...Because, I made it."

This time, the surprised person became Grace.

Finch was a good hacker, too, but she hadn't imagined that he would build a machine like that.

The forger of the 'god' in the root mouth is sitting in front of him now.

"I built machines to predict horrors," Finch said.

"...911?" Could it be that Bruce hit the mark again.

"It can be said that," Finch twitched the corner of his mouth, "but it will not only detect terrorist attacks, but also crimes committed by ordinary people."

"...Our usual job is to prevent those crimes from happening."

Grace blinked, reacting somewhat.

No wonder they call their job 'helping others'.

"If the terrorist attack is predicted, how can I stop it?" She found that Finch didn't explain this question.

"The government will figure it out," Finch said.

Grace raised her eyebrows slightly: "You sold it to the government?"

"Yes." Finch nodded silently.

"And how does it inform you?"

Grace knows the government's style, and it has long been the government's stuff, so how can it be used by civilians.

"...There is an information channel for us." Finch seemed unwilling to mention this matter.

Grace didn't want to force him on this kind of matter, so she didn't ask any more questions.

"This is a kind of information leak," she said. "You really don't have to be afraid that if the public finds out one day..."

"But it also protects them, and the machines don't reveal personal information."

"It's just watching, recording, and analyzing," Finch said evenly. "That's how I built it from the beginning."

Grace looked at him and asked one last question.

"Then how to explain the connection between it and the root?"

This question made Finch silent, and when Grace met his eyes again, there was some doubt in it.

"I...don't know," Finch sounded discouraged, "I can't explain it either."

"From my point of view, you see it as a machine, but...it seems to have a feeling of its own."

It can no longer be regarded as a machine.

"No, a machine doesn't need emotions," Finch said firmly. "Once it has emotions of its own, things will become uncontrollable."

Grace was a little surprised by his attitude, but she could vaguely feel why Finch had such persistence.

If an almost omniscient artificial intelligence starts to have feelings like human beings, what kind of result will it develop into?

The conversation between the two ended here.

Finch has shown some resistance to talking about it.

"...If possible, I would like to send the root back to you today." Grace said.

"...Yes," Finch responded, "OK."

After all, Grace is leaving for the Met soon.

*****

"Grace, here!"

Grace heard Louis' voice as soon as she got off the plane.

She looked around and finally found Louis.

Grace immediately walked over quickly.

"I haven't seen you for a few months," Grace smiled, "Please come pick me up."

Although Grace told Louis not to pick up the plane, she still insisted on coming.

"You can give me a big news," Louis said briskly, "how could you not come to pick up the plane."

"Louis..." Grace looked at her helplessly, "This is a big trouble for you too."

"That's why you came here to protect me again. All in all, it's evened out." Louis said solemnly.

Grace found herself liking her sassy personality more and more.

After discussing with Louis, Grace finally decided to live in Louis' home during this time.

Although she could check into a nearby hotel or rent a house, it was always a distance away from Louis.

If there is an emergency, it may be difficult to get there in time.

So in the end, I still lived in Louis's house.

"Actually, you really don't have to worry about me so much." Louis said as he opened the door.

"Louis, the people in HR are not kind." Grace felt a little strange, since the report on Louis had already been written, she naturally knew who was in HR.

Louis helped Grace out with a pair of slippers.

"I know," Louis smiled at her, "it's just that we have Superman in this city."

When she mentioned Superman, there seemed to be pure trust in her eyes.

"Hearing your tone sounds like you know Superman." Grace joked.

But then Grace was stunned by Louis' expression.

"You really?" She looked at Louis with half hesitation.

There was a bit of shyness in Louis's smile, which surprised Grace even more.

"OK, OK," Louis evaded and walked to the refrigerator, "he has saved me a few times."

Grace raised her eyebrows and dragged the suitcase into the living room.

"So, let's... count it as an acquaintance," Louis' voice became a little hesitant, "There are juice and beer, which one do you want?"

"Beer, thanks," Grace replied.

"But Superman must be busy," Grace and Louis sat on the sofa together, "so I can have double insurance here."

When she said this, Grace herself felt a little indescribably powerless.

Compared with Superman, she really looks too weak.

"Thank you for coming here." Louis sincerely thanked.

"Thank you also for accepting HR's manuscript."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

"It's weird to say thank you so seriously," Luis laughed.

"Yeah," Grace blinked, "so, what about Superman?"

"Huh?" Louis was taken aback for a moment.

"Well, who doesn't like Superman?" She decided to evade the question.

Grace didn't ask any further questions, but she mourned silently for a few seconds for a certain little reporter wearing glasses.

His rival in love seemed a little too strong.

*****

Unsurprisingly, Lewis's announcement caused an uproar.

The public was agitated and strongly demanded a thorough investigation of Quinn.

And Carter also anonymously provided the FBI with a lot of evidence of her previous investigation of HR, and Finch added the part about Quinn.

Seeing that Quinn is about to fall, the Russian gangster not only ended the cooperation with HR, but also prepared to step on it a few times.

This caused HR's anger to be diverted partly towards the Russian gangsters.

But Carter is still inevitably hunted down.

However, with Xiao's help, basically no one can hurt her.

Even when Grace contacted Finch to find out the situation, Xiao even showed her how many visitors he had killed.

This made Grace a little bit dumbfounded, and she felt a lot more at ease.

In the past few days in the metropolis, Grace has seen Superman more than once.

This also made her a little surprised, because she hadn't seen it the last time she came.

This time it was a little more strange.

However, this may be because she has been following Louis.

After all, Louis is a reporter who loves to go to the scene, and she will go wherever any incident happens.

Generally, if there is any injury event, Superman will definitely appear on the scene.

This also made Grace faintly feel that if HR really dares to come to Metropolis, what is waiting for them...

She herself was a little unimaginable.

Therefore, when everything became like this, Grace didn't even have any fluctuations in her heart.

The HR people finally started to attack Louis.

Grace and Louis finished dinner out and were getting ready to go home.

"Kuin is already on the brink of downfall, wait for the high-level HR cadres in a while...be careful!"

Halfway through Grace's speech, she suddenly noticed a little red spot on Louis' head.

She grabbed Louis and hid in the alley next to her. There was already a bullet hole where Louis was standing just now.

Damn, it's actually a sniper!

Grace cursed in her heart, and was not surprised to see someone approaching them.

"Louis, get behind me!"

Without hesitation, Grace took out her pistol/gun, and slammed a shot at the person rushing over.

"Don't go out of the alley, snipers are targeting you!"

The shootout was about to start, Grace protected Louis, and two people fell to the ground in the dark alley.

They clutched their knees in pain and curled up.

"Oops!" Grace hit the third person to the ground, but she couldn't stop the enemy who suddenly appeared behind her.

She turned around to shield Louis, and was about to take a solid shot.

But what she didn't expect was that the shot would never arrive.

"Are you all right?"

Grace heard a calm and powerful male voice, turned her head, and a touch of red came into view.

"Hmm..." Along with the sound of the body hitting the ground, she heard the sound of human pain.

A person in black was thrown to the ground by Superman, and the last person who was about to attack them just now had passed out.

"Superman..." Grace stared at him blankly.

This is how close she is to this superhero.

She never thought about why someone could look so dazzling at night.

It's incredible.

"The man just pointed a gun at you," Superman said. "Are you all right, Ms. Lewis?"

"Oh, uh... yes." Louis finally reacted.

"Don't worry, the gun has been broken by me," he said reassuringly, "The police will be back soon, please wait where you are."

"Have a nice night," Superman smiled, "So good night, ladies."

After saying this, Superman disappeared in front of them, just like any other time.

Grace blinked, feeling a little speechless.

"I really hope to meet him in the future not always when I am in danger." Louis said with a self-mockery.

Grace smiled and said, "Then I wish you to achieve this goal as soon as possible."

The sirens were indeed approaching, and they might not be fighting against the record at the police station tonight.

Grace looked up at the sky, in the direction Superman had just left.

I don't know if she had some delusions, but... She really thinks Superman looks familiar.

It was really very familiar, like someone she knew.

Who on earth is it?

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