Absolutely Hot [Shogan POI Suspect Tracker]

*7

After solving that team, they ushered in a period of vacation.

THEMACHINE found them a new safe house, just one street away from the library.

Finch obviously doesn't need them very much these days, and Shaw rarely even calls, and Shaw is happy to rest, her urge to crush everything has been extinguished a lot, allowing her to lie on the sofa and play games instead of picking up Gun out and find some extra money.

As her guide, Root lived with her logically.

On the day she officially decided to move in, three huge suitcases were delivered to the apartment by courier. Shaw watched the scene and asked, "Can't THEMACHINE find you a safe room too?"

Root rebuffed her: "Androids can't act on their own."

Shaw muttered, "I don't think so."

She is used to Root disappearing from time to time, besides, Root is the simulation interface of THEMACHINE, so what if it is a bionic person?

Root: "Really? You really care about me."

She blows a kiss to Shaw, who tilts his head awkwardly.

Root let out a chuckle, she sat on the sofa with a bag of potato chips in her arms, happily took two bites, and then watched Shaw play games.

Shaw's marksmanship in the game is obviously not very good, and with a gunshot, her character fell to the ground again.

Root put down the chips and said, "I'll do it."

Shaw gave her a sullen look and handed her the controller.

Root seems to have a natural sensitivity to electronic machinery. She stared at the screen and made a few moves. The boss who had just troubled Shaw was shot down by her.

Root squinted at Shaw, her eyes sparkling, and she smiled at Shaw.

Shaw looked at her, stared at her steadily, she found that there was nothing in Root's eyes, only her in those inorganic eyes.

She leaned forward slowly and kissed Root's lips.

A light kiss.

Shaw seemed to feel something different from this kiss.Something sweet and intoxicating was fermenting in her heart, and these soft things made Shaw feel very close to Root for a moment.

There should have been a smell of pheromones in the air, something that was instinctive, between the guide and the sentinel, something that drove people crazy, but at this moment there was only a faint smell of pheromones between them.

So where does this sweetness come from?

Root was obviously not interested in this question. After the kiss was over, she stood up from the sofa, pressed her earphones, waved to Shaw, and said, "I have something to do, I won't be back tonight."

Shaw watched her push open the door and go out, not forgetting to take her two guns before leaving.

Shaw felt like he was going to get angry.

Root didn't come back for more than one night.

To be precise, on the third day, she still had no news.

After Shaw's character fell in front of the boss again, she started to get tired of the game.

Shaw called Finch and asked him straight to the point, "Where's Root?"

Finch's voice sounded very calm: "There is no news about her for now."

Shaw asked again: "What about THEMACHINE?"

Finch repeated his words again: "No news from her yet."

"Okay," Shaw said, "Please help me configure a new generation of Root."

She hung up the phone, got up from the sofa, and poured herself a glass of milk.

Shaw has no plans to go to Root. She really doesn't understand the significance of this matter. Root is very good as a guide, and she can even act as a sentry. Before THEMACHINE sent her a message, she didn't plan to There is no action.

But she did feel some anxiety.

She looked at Root's three suitcases and thought they were an eyesore.

She didn't do anything with the suitcases, though, she just walked around them and acted like they never existed.

There was a natural chord missing in her heart that made her even less human than Root.

Unfortunately, Shaw doesn't think that's a problem.

THEMACHINE's order finally came in one afternoon.

The phone rang suddenly, Shaw picked it up, heard an inorganic electronic tone, and gave her a list of addresses.

Shaw immediately went downstairs and drove to the address, realizing that it wasn't just about Root, it was about herself.

That address was an abandoned safehouse in Northern Lights.

There had clearly been a violent fight in the safe room, with fresh blood all over the place, and the furniture and decor jumbled.

Shaw walked around a chair, knowing that there was old blood beneath the new blood, that the safehouse had been used as an execution ground...and a laboratory.

She is very familiar with the terrain, but within ten seconds, she has already reached the basement.

In the basement where the embers of this battle were burning, Root hid behind an empty gasoline can and gestured to her.

Without saying a word, Shaw asked her with gestures, and several others.

Three, not too many for them.

The opponents were all sentries, Shaw glanced at Root, there were already some small wounds on her arm.

No wonder THEMACHINE let her come. Even Root still had little chance of winning against the three sentinels.

But the addition of Shaw changed the situation of the battle instantly, and the Sentinels found that no matter where they were, they could be followed by gunshots.

They found that there was one more person, but this person was very good at hiding her location. They always felt that she was everywhere, and they didn't know where she was.

When the first sentinel was alone, death came quietly.

Shaw trapped him from behind, killing him cleanly.

After he's down, Shaw puts another shot in his chest, just to scare the remaining two.

The breathing of the two became heavier.

The gunshots came faster than they had imagined. First they brushed the arm, then hit the knee, taking away their ability to move, and then a bullet pierced the heart.

Shaw's and Root's bullets, respectively, took the lives of the Sentinels.

Shaw turned to look at Root, and for a moment she felt a cold pleasure that something connected her and Root, that there was indeed something special between them.

Root stood in a pool of blood and said to her, "Shaw, I know why you left from the Northern Lights."

Shaw watched her, waiting for her next words.

She could already tell that Root already knew something.

Root knew what she had buried, and she didn't feel it was a sin.

In her inorganic eyes, there are emotions that only belong to humans.

Root felt as if she had passed through a transparent wall, and she stood in front of Shaw, and she looked at Shaw, and she felt sorry for what had happened to this man.

Shaw was oblivious to all this, she just asked, "What do you know?"

Root said softly: "Two years ago, Ta began to develop bionic guides. At the same time, Northern Lights became interested in bionics. They hoped to develop a batch of bionics that could be guides and sentries, just like Like the legendary Dark Sentinel."

Shaw listened to this familiar past without saying a word.

Root continued: "Many experiments were unsuccessful, so Northern Lights thought of bionic transformation."

Shaw's expression finally became a little loose, and she replied: "Yes, my partner and I were lucky to be selected."

Her tone was still flat, without any waves.

Root took her wrist, and Shaw's wrist trembled slightly.No, I'm afraid her whole body is trembling slightly.

Root stepped on the remaining blood of those sentries and hugged Shaw.

In Shaw's ear, she finished the whole thing: "Your partner died in the makeover, and you defected to the Northern Lights."

Shaw answered her curtly, "Yeah."

Root patted her on the back and said something else: "That's true...but the Dark Sentinel was born."

Shaw knew it couldn't be the worst.

Sitting in the car heading to the safe house, Shaw looked sideways at Root beside him, took a bite of the hot dog, and said, "Is there anything else?"

Root smiled and said, "Sweetie, are you waiting for my confession?"

Shaw rolled his eyes at her and continued eating his hot dog.

Root patted the back of her hand and comforted her, "There is indeed something else."

Shaw: "What did THEMACHINE say?"

She was referring to Root's trip, and she could tell there must be something more important than the Dark Sentinels.

Root answered briefly: "A console similar to THEMACHINE will be launched soon, and it prefers to have a team of bionics."

Shaw quickly grasped the point: "So, what about the tower?"

There are still a large number of sentries and guides in the tower who have not retired. Once they are abandoned by the tower, it is self-evident what kind of trouble will be caused.

Root shrugged and said, "Should we save the world?"

Shaw returned her same look, saying, "It's not long before the end of the world."

Root quite agreed, saying: "Yes, before the world is destroyed, it's better to worry that the Dark Sentinel will find you."

Shaw replied: "Still worried?"

Root turned a corner, parked the car in the library, and said, "Yeah, I think they're coming soon."

Shaw looked at her profile, Root's profile had a very nice curve, and she was talking nonsense, which made her very excited.

After Root got out of the car, she was suddenly pressed against the car door by Shaw.

Shaw planted a kiss on her lips.It was an aggressive kiss, Shaw's lips and tongue were full of possessiveness, and her breath surrounded Root in an instant.

Root felt a little deprived of oxygen, she couldn't breathe, Shaw plundered her lips and teeth, she felt a heat, burning her to ashes.

She was obsessed with this feeling, and Root had an inexplicable illusion of being alive during Shaw's kiss.

When Shaw left her lips, Root smiled and said, "I like you so much."

Shaw turned away from her sweet smile.