Chapter 364 Excellent Matching Mechanism

"You mean, you helped a deserter escape from a manhunt led by a high-ranking U.S. military officer on the street?"

"Correct."

"Now you've offended a general?"

"Correct."

"They even brought her here based solely on the other party's word?"

"Uh, is that right?"

"Mr. Ma Zhaodi—do you know what you're doing?"

Harris Wells, his face as cold as ice, stared at the two uninvited guests who had suddenly appeared at Star Labs. His tone was particularly stern: "If this woman is lying, then what you are doing now is protecting a criminal, becoming an accomplice, and trying to drag us down with you."

“If what this woman says is true, then what you are doing now involves the military’s top secrets and dark side. This side cannot be exposed to the light of day. Everyone knows it exists, but no one can bring it up and expose it to the public. Erlin will absolutely not allow anyone to damage his reputation, and he will do everything in his power to ensure that you cannot make these things public.”

“You’re in trouble, Old Ma, really, really bad trouble. You’re in a very dangerous situation right now. And now, we’re all in danger too.”

“I’m sorry, but I just feel that if what she said is true, then the only place that can help her is probably Star Labs. After all, she is also a transformed person. The police themselves have said that Star Labs will serve as a special advisory body for transformed person cases. I don’t believe in the police’s level of secrecy and toughness towards the military, but I believe in Star Labs’ conscience and ability.”

When asking for help, one should have the right attitude. Ma Zhaodi immediately launched into a string of sincere compliments, which clearly had an effect. Caitlin, who had initially looked troubled, began to ponder and was obviously starting to consider the feasibility of helping the two of them.

As for Cisco, he didn't hesitate at all. From the first moment he saw Susie, his peacock-like smile never disappeared, and he expressed his willingness to do everything he could to help this beautiful and heroic woman who was persecuted by the military.

I reckon he's already decided on a name for the baby, and soon he'll be thinking about their wedding anniversary.

“Mr. Ma Zhaodi, you can’t even be sure if what she’s saying is true or false!” Wells saw that Caitlin and Cisco’s attitudes had changed, and he was speechless at these two unsuspecting and naive children. Although such naivety was a good thing for him, Wells still felt quite annoyed when it blocked his way.

“That’s easy, Dr. Wells.” Cisco was the first to raise his hand. “I’ll check and see if she’s telling the truth.”

Before the PhD student could react, he rushed to the computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard: "Great! The VA (U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs) recently kept up with the times and digitized its records. Let me look up this name."

“Betty San Susie—ha, yes, she wasn’t lying, she really did come back from Afghanistan, and she does live in Inglewood.”

“Cisco,” Dr. Wells’s gaze was almost murderous, “Can’t you use your energy for something more worthwhile—”

“Doctor,” Caitlin whispered, “if she really did gain her powers in Central City ten months ago, then perhaps we should indeed help her. We have a reason to be involved—besides, she’s already had surgery with the military, and it would be cruel to stand idly by.”

These words subtly pointed to the core issue: the particle accelerator experiment accident caused Susie's predicament, and her situation was closely related to Dr. Wells's mistake. Seeing the doctor momentarily speechless, Ma Zhaodi wanted to say something more, but at that moment, Barry appeared in the laboratory like a bolt of lightning.

"Friends, you really need to watch this video! Old Ma's in trouble! What are you doing here?"

Ma Zhaodi's expression was extremely strange: "I came to the lab for help because I ran into trouble—wait, how did you get in here?"

"Uh, I ran in."

"Why did you look so much like that Flash in the newspaper just now?"

Barry, realizing he seemed to have been exposed, was speechless. He wasn't good at lying, and now that someone had seen him using the Speed ​​Force to run, he didn't know how to explain himself.

Wells, Caitlin, and Cisco all sighed in unison.

“Mr. Ma Zhaodi,” Wells said, “you must keep quiet about what I’m about to say.”

Ten minutes later, Ma Zhaodi pretended to have just learned about Barry's situation.

His shocked expression was quite vivid. In order not to give anything away, he even spent $150,000 in assets to upgrade his acting skills to the master level. Wells's gaze swept back and forth across his face, and he couldn't see anything out of place.

"That's amazing, Barry." Ma Zhaodi casually pinched Barry's cheek. "It still feels normal to the touch. You didn't turn into an alien, so how did you run at that speed? Won't your body break down?"

"All I can tell you is that this power that makes me run also seems to be protecting my body. I've given it a name—the Speed ​​Force."

"Wow, amazing!"

“The key point is, Mr. Ma Zhaodi,” Wells said, his usual warm smile on his face, but his tone carrying a warning: “We’re telling you this because you have a good relationship with the lab and Barry, and you saved Joe’s life last time. We trust you enough, and we hope you can live up to our trust.”

"Then you don't need to worry." Ma Zhaodi patted his chest: "You know my reputation, my friend. I said I'd keep my mouth shut, and I always will—have you ever seen me gossip?"

The people in the lab looked at each other and thought carefully. It seemed that the food truck owner rarely mentioned other customers or even his own affairs. They subconsciously felt that they were very familiar with him and had talked to him quite a bit. But when they thought about it more carefully, they didn't even know where he lived or what his hobbies were.

Wells, standing to the side, narrowed his eyes. He had already researched Ma Zhaodi's information in the lab and knew everything about him. However, he was only now realizing that Ma Zhaodi's ability to keep secrets was a bit too strong, almost on par with his own.

He made up his mind about Ma Zhaodi.

This person must be good at playing dumb, and especially good at lying.

(End of this chapter)

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