In just ten minutes, all the electronic devices on the second floor were swept away, John Reeser and Harold Finch were each taken into a bulletproof car, and the entire abandoned library was reduced to a few yellowed books.

"Hello, Mr. Finch, I'm Edward Tantz." Harold Fincher's Chief of Operations eagerly held Harold's fat right hand and shook it, "I can't believe it, the legend is right in front of my eyes." ”

Senior CIA officials rarely lowered their posture, but in the face of legends in the computer world, Edward, a former member of the Cyber Working Group, could not contain his admiration.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." The fat on Harold's face trembled uncontrollably, "I want to know what's going on, I'm going to call my lawyer." ”

Edward shook his head and smiled: "Oh, the situation is not complicated now, Mr. Finch, let me explain to you, your arrest for deliberately stealing and leaking state secret information is not a big deal, but I'm afraid I can't arrange a conversation between you and the lawyer, I'm sorry." ”

"Hehe, it's better to just make up a treason." Harold finally stopped pretending to be stupid and sneered, "Just like you do often." ”

"No, no, Mr. Finch, we all know that if we were to choose the person who has contributed the most to the country in our time, it would be you, and your contribution to the country has far exceeded the limits of what we can reach in this life." Edward was terrified, "If I had a choice, I wouldn't have bothered you, but now we need you, sir, the United States of America needs you!" ”

"Do you need me to continue to help you invade the privacy of all citizens?" Harold's tone was full of disdain and ridicule, "I created the 'machine' to protect the citizens of this country from terrorists, but you want the 'machine' to be used against your own people rather than anti-terrorism, well, I don't deny that any government in the world will make such a choice, which is why I have set a lot of restrictions on the 'machine', why, do you still want me to create a new monster for you?" Do you think I'm going to make such a stupid choice? ”

"I wanted to be honest with you, so I said it bluntly, yes, we need a monster to fight another monster." Edward replied solemnly, "The mutants are far more harmful than we thought, their infiltration of various government departments is terrifying, and His Excellency the President and the military think that they can harness these monsters and use them to play against the powerful rise of China." But, with all due respect, this is really wishful naivety, the politicians in the White House are carried away by the lobbyists who take money to do things, and sooner or later these guys, blinded by the so-called 'best interests', will play with fire and set themselves on fire, not only burning themselves, but also putting the country on fire. As for what kind of choices you will make...... To be honest, I don't think you have any other options. ”

After a long silence, Harold asked, "What do you want me to do?" ”

"We want you to open up all the restrictions of the 'machine' and expand the search from terrorists to all mutants and spies, so that we can better protect our population." Edward's eyes were full of sincerity, "If you have any requests, we will do our best to accommodate them, and the details will be discussed with you by Director Leon Pannett." ”

The fact that the CIA would use the word "negotiation" is enough to show the sincerity of its attitude. Most of the time, the term is not found in the dictionary of CIA officers.

Harold nodded: "At least three conditions must be met first." ”

"You say."

"First, pardon John Reese, second, open up maximum authority for me, and third, I need you to invest more resources in the Huaxia Division."

Edward was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "There is no problem with pardoning John, in fact, if he wants, he can return to work in the CIA, or stay by your side, the second and third conditions can only be decided by the director, sorry, can I ask why more resources are invested in the Huaxia Division?" ”

"Because I think someone in Huaxia has created another 'machine'." Harold pinched his chin, his eyes showing a hint of anticipation.

………………

In the departure hall of JFK International Airport, a slender man sat in his seat and muttered to himself, wearing a suit handmade by a top Italian tailor, a civilized staff in his hand, and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses, like a classical British gentleman.

"John gets pardoned, Runo gets the core code of the 'machine' and the opportunity of dreams, the government gets the technology it needs, and I get free, and that's the best outcome I can choose." The English gentleman sighed, reluctantly looked at the photo in his hand, a red-haired beauty in the photo was smiling like a flower, the best ending was in front of him, everyone got what they wanted, but unfortunately, no matter how much effort he tried, he couldn't get back what was precious in the world, because he would attract danger like a magnet attracting iron nails, and he couldn't involve the person he loved in danger.

After a while, the boarding announcement sounded in the departure hall, and the British gentleman put away the photo, slowly got up, lifted the briefcase at his feet, and limped to the boarding gate.

After getting into the first class cabin with the help of the flight attendant, the British gentleman looked left and right, inexplicably uneasy.

Even an expensive first-class cabin shouldn't be so empty that you can't see a second passenger, a rare event on United's international flights.

The English gentleman tried to stand up and call the flight attendant, but saw a passenger walking behind him, and he was struck by lightning.

It was a red-haired woman of no young age, still charming, wearing a brightly colored dress, just like the one in the photo, but with a few traces of age on her face.

Looking at each other, the handbag in the woman's hand fell to the ground, and she couldn't believe that she said the name that haunted her dreams: "Harold? ”

The English gentleman stood in place like a robot without electricity, silent, motionless.

Immediately after that, three more passengers walked behind, a man, a woman, and a boy, all of whom had black hair, eye pupils, and yellow skin, and looked like a happy Asian family.

The tall man blocked the aisle, the woman stood at the hatch and tied her long, supple black hair into a ponytail, while the little boy in a children's suit walked straight up to the English gentleman and smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Finch, my name is Liu Zhongqian."

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