special task

On the second day, Wu Lin went to work in her clothes. The case on the first day was about a company that produced MRI.They found a way to produce smaller, less expensive but not closed MRIs.Wu Lin raised her eyebrows, thinking that it was really interesting.Accompanied by Bruce, yes... accompanied by Bruce.This person is pretty good. Although last night seemed to be a work date, Bruce adjusted the atmosphere to an exchange between friends, and Wu Lin didn't feel too disgusted.Wu Lin decided to treat him as a friend for the time being, but...no matter who she was, she couldn't go any further. This world cannot be regarded as "home" after all.

Wu Lin's job is actually to find potential investments from various proposals, conduct on-the-spot investigations, and determine whether to invest.The investors behind her company were all banks, so she had to carefully consider who to grant the money to.Especially for medical equipment and medicine-related, most of the bank investment will use retirement funds, because it is a steady profit without loss.

Bruce and Wu Lin went to visit the company together, and also saw a finished product of NMR, which was not as advanced as Wu Lin imagined.It's just that the inner diameter is changed a little bit larger, there is a gap in the middle, and then the overall diameter is also slightly reduced.With a sigh, Wu Lin knew it would be like this.The main part of the nuclear magnetic resonator is the magnet, and the size of the magnet is related to the pixels of the resonator, no matter how small it is, it is not too small.Coupled with the fact that these medical devices are usually made by large companies, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for small companies to make them first.

Wu Lin told Bruce about her thoughts, and Bruce agreed.One morning wasted like this.Bruce patted Wu Lin on the shoulder, causing Wu Lin to almost take a few steps back.

"Don't worry, it's all like this. It's impossible for you to find a good investment project alone, isn't it? Isn't there still several drugs related?"

For the new job, Wu Lin has adapted fairly well, at least for a person who is completely ignorant, she has done very well.But because of her medical background, it was much easier for her to organize those materials.Sitting in the office in the afternoon, Wu Lin's butt was twisting and turning like sitting on a hot pot.She really wanted to go out and see the progress of John and Finch's work!At this moment, Bruce came in again: "Hey, do you want to go out and buy a cup of tea? Are you tired after sitting for so long?"

Thoughtful?It's just... is it really that simple?

Wu Lin began to think about this person's possible "conspiracy" boringly in her mind, but when it came to going out for a stroll, she agreed with both hands and feet.If it is about the things she loves, such as looking up information, she can spend the whole day in front of the computer or books, but once it becomes something she is not interested in at all, she will be distracted every few minutes.And most of the data collation, she is not interested at all.

"I know that this job requires adaptation. You used to be a radiation therapist, right? How about your job?"

Wu Lin replied subconsciously: "Oh, it's okay, I really like it. In most cases, many patients are actually... cheerful. At least much more cheerful than everyone else. Until I see them, I can understand what overenrichment is. life."

Bruce smiled. This time, Wu Lin really felt handsome: "Yes, I think so too. But I'm not a radiation therapist, I'm a nurse."

Wu Lin was a little surprised, and she didn't pretend to be.Although male nurses can't be regarded as rare animals, but... compared to girls, they are the same as girls in engineering.

"So, how did you decide to come into this industry?"

"For some... personal reasons."

"personal reason?"

"That's right, my father forced me to inherit his son's career, so he drove me here."

"Your father was a businessman?"

"Well... almost."

"Oh……"

Wu Lin found herself chatting with him, and couldn't help but ring an alarm in her heart.Not a businessman?Father inherits son's business?Wu Lin sneered in her head, couldn't it be something like a commercial espionage?

Bruce didn't speak any more, as if he had found something wrong.After that, their topic stayed on the scenery and New York, and there was no in-depth exchange, and Bruce seemed a little cold.

Back at the desk, Wu Lin continued to process her documents, when a phone rang, Wu Lin looked, it was Finch's.

"what happened?"

"Ms. Lin... I wonder if you are free now?"

"...Why, do you need me to do other things now?"

"Can you... be a babysitter once?"

"...This...I'm still working, how can I be a nanny?"

"That's it..."

"Not now, but maybe later."

"OK then."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Lin couldn't stop smiling, and she was getting closer.

only……

Her complexion changed again, Wu Lin thought of the purpose of approaching, and the guilt was still there.Speaking of which...Palff seems to have been out of touch for a while, she didn't even report, and he didn't say anything.Thinking of him, Wu Lin shivered again. The biting cold made her take a deep breath and told herself that he was already by her side and would not hurt her.

Later, Wu Lin still didn't receive any calls from those two people. Of course, she really didn't have much time.The first week is always the hardest when it comes to getting started in a new job.

Busy organizing and sightseeing filled Wu Lin's schedule.And in the past few days, Bruce never tried to get close to Wu Lin again. Wu Lin felt a little strange, but she didn't care about it when she thought it had nothing to do with her.When she lowered her head indifferently, she didn't see Bruce, whose eyes were slightly gloomy.

When Wu Lin received another text message and phone call, it was already the third night.It was the little boy thing again, but the little boy disappeared and they knew where the boy was going, the only problem was, they were a little far away.So it became Wu Lin's task to bring the little boy back safely.

The address was a comic shop. Wu Lin took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.Comic shop... comic shop!Who dares to create momentum in the comic shop? !Wu Lin lurked forward cautiously, and soon she heard movement from a room.He tiptoed to the door again, and the voice became stronger.But that voice made Wu Lin even more angry.

"[I don't blame you, it's all about the bookstore...]"

Wu Lin, who was so angry, almost couldn't restrain her emotions, and rushed forward.Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, she cleared her mind a little.She peeked inside, and there were only three people. The one who spoke was obviously the older one, who was hooking shoulders with the younger one, while the other one was younger, who was being pointed at by a gun.

The anger in Wu Lin's heart subsided a little, it's good, the kids can still jump.But the most dangerous one was the old man.

The old man said again: "[Kids read those revenge stories all day long and think they're real. But do you know the truth about comic books? They're just comics after all.]"

At this time, Wu Lin appeared in front of the three of them with a cheeky smile: "Who said that comics are deceiving? Who is talking nonsense?"

The gun was pointed at the old man.The old man still has the little boy in his hands.Wu Lin held the gun in both hands: "Personally speaking, I really want to shoot you in the head. But... Put down that little boy, I can let you go."

The young man next to him made a movement, Wu Lin shot and broke the man's knee, and the young man rolled on the ground in pain, Wu Lin pointed the gun at the old man again: "Put it down, you know, my marksmanship is still quite accurate of."

There was another low-pitched voice from behind: "Lin, your speed is really slow."

Wu Lin didn't look back: "Yes, yes, let's see who is here."

The old man's face became a little frightened: "It's you?!"

Wu Lin frowned, who was it?Wait... Wu Lin suddenly remembered what he meant.Palff and she often act together, and the target is also this kind of gang leader.

"Shut up. One last time, put people down."

The old man suddenly gained a little confidence, and continued to put the gun against the boy's temple: "Hey, I told you earlier, it turned out to be you. You don't kill people, right? Another person transformed by comics."

Wu Lin's smile was even more threatening, just like John said to Benton: "You can try."

While speaking, Wu Lin caught a trace of hesitation from the old man.In an instant, Wu Lin seized this opportunity, gave up the pistol, and knocked down the opponent's gun with both hands.The old man didn't have any extra strength to grab the boy, and the boy quickly ran behind John who had just come in.Wu Lin shot left and right, and beat the old man until he bled internally, only then did he feel a bad breath.

After tying people up, Wu Lin stood up and clapped her hands triumphantly: "Look, who is so unlucky. Let me tell you, comic books give people hope. Do you think everyone is like you? Empty? Lonely?" I hope you can understand it in prison, hum, when the time comes, read the comic book carefully, maybe you can understand something."

Looking back, Wu Lin saw John's half-smile face: "What are the comics?"

He smiled brightly at John: "Look for yourself."

"Looking at what, Waron Crime?"

Wu Lin raised her eyebrows, she knew it.Although her mobile phone turned off that function, Andrea's mobile phone did not.

"No, you, just watch...haha! TheDarkKnightReturns! Perfect!"

The little boy looked at Wu Lin, then at John, then squinted his eyes and said surprise again: "Is this your lover?"

The corner of Wu Lin's mouth twitched a little, and she looked at John: "...Where did you find this little brat?"

John shrugged: "You understand."

The little boy looked at both sides again, and said to John: "Ah, it's not done yet."

Wu Lin weakly waved at John and the others: "Take this guy and get out, I'll finish it."

John took the little boy by the collar and left. Wu Lin rubbed her forehead, searched for evidence in the house, and finally called the police station, and left after confirming that the old man had been arrested.

The author has something to say: ...by the way...I'm really tired...no one left a message...no motivation...

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Then... I really need to work harder to write... Is the writing getting worse?