nashuaworldcup About danger and truth
About danger and truth
Kate smiled awkwardly, "Okay...I'm just helping."
Lynn sighed and looked at her with complicated eyes, "Kate, think about your safety before helping next time."
Kate didn't answer, just looked at Lynn, and at that moment she saw a rare soft care in his coldness.
The police station’s lights were dim and the air was filled with a disturbing smell—a mix of sweat, disinfectant and an old smell of metal and concrete. When Lynn escorted the suspect to the bureau, the police officers around him stopped their work and watched him push the panicked man to the interrogation room with a cold face. The metal clicking sound was particularly harsh in the quiet hall as the door was closed.
The police officer in charge of the case came over. He was a middle-aged man named Thompson, with a shaved beard and a hint of fatigue in his expression, but his eyes were a little grateful because of Lynn's arrival.
"Agent Lynn," Thompson stretched out his hand, with an undeluded respect in his tone, "You caught an important person. The suspect has verified that he is the main culprit of the campus shooting. This case, thanks to you. ”
Lin Neng gently shook the other person's hand, his eyes as calm as water, "It just happened to meet."
"But if it weren't for you, he might have run away long ago." Thompson sighed and turned to look at the door of the interrogation room. "We have been chasing him for three days, and he is like a ghost, leaving almost no clues. Really I can't believe how you caught him."
"He was a little nervous, and his actions and behaviors exposed himself." Lynn's tone was plain, as if he was stating a daily job, "But you have to interrogate him well. If he was the main culprit, there might be other accomplices behind him."
Thompson nodded, "You're right. We've contacted the psychologist and the interrogation team and we'll never let him excuse this time."
Lin Neng nodded slightly, turned around and was about to leave, but found Kate standing not far away, leaning against the wall, arms crossed his chest, his eyes shining with excitement and concern.
"You are such a hero this time." Kate teased, with a smile on his lips, "He helped the police solve the case directly, and even they looked at you with admiration."
"It's not a hero, it's just luck." Lynn said calmly, but his eyes stayed on Kate for a moment, as if confirming whether she was fine.
Kate obviously felt his gaze and couldn't help laughing, "Do you praise me? If I hadn't discovered him, you might have been leisurely choosing flavors at the ice cream stall today."
Lynn frowned slightly, "Kate, you shouldn't have chased after you."
"But what if I don't chase after him? He will run away." Kate shrugged, a trace of stubbornness flashing in his eyes, "And, you caught him, didn't you?"
Lin En didn't answer the conversation, he just sighed slightly, and there was still a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"Okay, okay." Kate chuckled and waved his hand. "I know you're worried about me, but Lynn, that's what I mean by being a journalist. If I have the opportunity to reveal the truth, I won't back down."
"This is not a matter of retreat." Lynn's tone was low and his eyes were as sharp as a hawk. "It is a matter of safety."
Kate looked at him and was suddenly a little silenced. She could feel the deep concern in Lynn's words, but her character made it impossible for her to compromise easily.
"Linn," she softened a little, "I know what you're worried about. But you also know, I won't change."
The two looked at each other for a while, and finally Lynn took the lead in looking away. He shook his head helplessly, "You will always be so stubborn."
Kate smiled, with a hint of cunning between his eyebrows and eyes, "Then you can only continue to worry about me."
An hour later, Lynn and Kate left the police station. The air at night is a little cool, and the lights on the streets are still bright, but there is less the noise during the day. The two walked side by side on the street, and no one was in a hurry to speak.
"Linn," Kate finally broke the silence, "Do you think my job is very similar to your mission?"
Lynn turned his head and glanced at her, frowned slightly, "What do you say?"
"We're all looking for the truth, aren't we?" Kate raised the corner of his mouth, with a complex feeling in his eyes. "It's just that you're using your way, and I'm using mine."
Lynn was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Maybe. But your way is much more dangerous than mine."
"But is your way easy?" Kate asked with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, "Linn, you hardly talk about your work. The darkness you face every day is more than I see, Isn't it? ”
Lynn stopped, stood under the street light, looking at her deeply, "Kate, my job is different from yours. In my world, no one cares who you are, or what beliefs you have. Only life and Death, only the enemy and the target."
Kate was stunned for a moment. She rarely heard Lynn speak in such a tone, low but honest, with a weight that could not be ignored.
"But even so, you chose it." Kate said softly, with a hint of emotion in his tone, "just like I chose the profession of journalism."
Lynn didn't answer, his eyes turned to the streets in the distance, and an undetectable fatigue appeared on his face. He knew the darkness and chaos of this world better than anyone else, and the only thing he could do was to become the barrier against darkness.
"Kate," he whispered, with a rare softness in his voice, "Whatever you choose, I hope you understand that your life is more important than any truth."
Kate heard this sentence and felt a complex emotion in his heart. She knew that Lynn was not good at speaking, but because of this, every word he said seemed particularly important.
"I'll be careful." Kate smiled slightly, with a hint of seriousness in his tone, "But I also hope that you can think more about yourself."
Lynn didn't answer the conversation anymore, just nodded slightly.
The two walked to the entrance of a small restaurant on the side of the road. Kate stopped and pointed inside, "I'm hungry, do you want to come in and eat something?"
Lynn looked down at the time and finally nodded, "Okay."
The atmosphere in the restaurant is very warm, the lights are soft, and some old photos and posters are hung on the walls, which looks nostalgic and friendly. Kaite had a pasta, and Lynn only had a cup of coffee.
"You're always like this." Kate looked at his coffee and couldn't help but tease, "If you don't eat, you can only rely on coffee to survive."
"I'm used to it." Lin En said lightly, his eyes falling outside the window, but an undetectable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Kate looked at him with his chin and suddenly said, "Lynn, sometimes I wonder, when will you really relax?"
"What does it mean?" Lin En turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Just let go of these." Kate waved his hand and pointed at him, "Let go of your responsibilities as an agent, put down the burdens on you, and live a normal life like an ordinary person."
Lynn was silent for a while before slowly saying, "Maybe, when this world becomes no longer needed me."
Kate looked at him, a complicated emotion flashing in his eyes, and finally just smiled, "Okay, then I hope that day won't be too far away."
The two continued to eat, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.
The day after Kate's article was published on the front page of the newspaper, it became a hot topic in the entire city. Her text is as sharp and true as ever, depicting the crime behind the campus shooting, the police's efforts, and how Lynn finally seized the suspect at an astonishing speed, both tense and meticulously. The most eye-catching thing is that she portrays Lynn's character in a unique way.
She called Lynn the “nameless guardian.” He did not specify his identity, nor was he mentioned as an FBI agent, but described him as a calm, firm, fearless person in the face of danger - a hero who neither seeks applause nor pursues fame.
The day the newspaper was issued, the newspaper's phone was almost blown up. Readers called to learn more about "The Unknown Guardian", and Kate's email was also filled with letters from readers and peers.
"Kate, I think what you wrote is not an article, but a script of a hero movie." The editor-in-chief of the newspaper, a man in his fifties, walked into her office with admiration and wrote a copy of the morning The newspaper slapped heavily on her desk, "Sales soared by 30%. Do you know what that means?"
Kate leaned against the back of the chair, folded his hands in his chest and raised his eyebrows, "That means you have a little more bonus?"
The editor couldn't help laughing, "Of course this is included, but more importantly - Kate, you are a celebrity reporter at our newspaper. As a reward, from today on, you have a week of paid vacation, put down your notebook and Recorder, enjoy your life."
Kate was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly, "Paid vacation? This is rare for me."
"You should celebrate yourself." The editor turned around and walked towards the door, turned around and waved at her, "Don't thank me too much, and don't forget to have some fun for yourself."
Kate looked at his left back and looked down at the newspaper on the table, with a helpless smile on his lips. She should indeed relax, but the problem is that for a reporter who chases the truth all day, the word "relaxation" is ridiculously unfamiliar.
Just as she was still thinking, her phone suddenly rang. Kate picked up his phone and a familiar name was displayed on the screen.
"Linn?" Kate answered the phone, with a hint of teasing, "I read the newspaper so quickly, and called me to thank me for creating a heroic image for you?"
"You should tell me that when I was chasing the suspect, you had already written the whole article for me in your heart." Lin Neng's voice came from the other end of the phone, low and calm, with a usual indifference.
Kate couldn't help laughing, "Don't be so cold. I just wrote what I saw, you did a great job, didn't you?"
The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then Lynn's voice came again, "Did the editor give you a vacation?"
"It's very well-informed." Kate raised his eyebrows, "Yes, a week's vacation. But I haven't figured out how to pass the time."
"It's just right." Lin Neng's tone was not turbulent, "Are you free this afternoon?"
Kate was stunned for a moment, then a curious smile rose on the corner of his mouth, "Are you inviting me?"
"If you're willing to understand this way." Lynn's tone was still calm, but at that moment, Kate seemed to have captured a trace of imperceptible tenderness from his tone.
"Okay, then I agree." Kate stood up and began to pack up his own things, "But you have to tell me where to go, right?"
"I'll know when I'm here." Lynn's answer was simple and straightforward.
A few hours later, Kate stood at the dock under the Brooklyn Bridge, and the cold wind blew the ends of her hair, with a little damp smell. She looked up and looked at a small moored yacht not far away, while Lynn was standing on the deck of the yacht, looking at her with a torch.
"Yacht?" Kate walked forward and raised his eyebrows, "Linn, you shouldn't have such a luxurious side, right?"
"This is my friend," Lynn said lightly, reaching out to help her on the deck, "He rarely uses it, so lend it to me for the time being."
Kate smiled, with a hint of curiosity in his heart, "So, what are you trying to do when you specially asked me to come here today?"
"Relax." Lynn started the yacht and slowly drove off the dock, looking at the water in the distance, "You have to learn to enjoy the holiday."
Kate stood beside him, looking at his focused side face, couldn't help but smile, "This is not like your style, Lynn. Do you want me to be grateful for you or do you want me to believe you will really relax." ? ”
"Maybe they all." Lin En's tone was calm, but a faint smile rose slightly.
The yacht sailed to the middle of the river, and the noise around it gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of wind and waves patting the hull. Kate leaned against the guardrail of the deck, his eyes swept across the calm water, and he felt unexpectedly relaxed.
"This is pretty good." Kate said softly, with a rare feeling in his tone.
Lynn stood beside her, looking at the water as well, whispering, “You should give yourself more moments like this, Kate.”
Kate looked at him with a complicated emotion in his eyes, "Where are you? Do you have such moments?"
Lynn was silent for a moment before whispering, "Not much. But occasionally."
Kate chuckled, his eyes falling back to the water, "You're such a complicated person, Lynn. Sometimes I think you're colder than anyone, but sometimes... I think you're softer than anyone."
Lynn didn't answer, but just glanced at her, with a trace of something she couldn't understand in her eyes.
As the yacht slowly glided over the water, Kate suddenly turned around and looked at Lynn, "How did you know I need this?"
Lynn put his hand in his pocket, his tone was low but a hint of calmness, “You have written so many articles about danger and truth, but you have never written about yourself.”
Kate was slightly stunned and then smiled, "Do you want me to write an article about relaxation?"
"No." Lynn looked at her, with a faint concern in his tone, "I just want you to know that sometimes the truth also takes time to settle. You can't chase forever without breathing."