Blindspot

What's wrong?

I don't know.

It's okay.

We're almost there.

Almost where?

Home.

Come on.

Patterson's got something.

What is it? Another tattoo?

Something's wrong. This isn't--

Surprise!

Happy birthday, Jane!

You, uh, you shouldn't have done all this.

Please. Today's all about you.

To Jane. Cheers.

Wait, it's not my birthday.

Then why are we here?

We shouldn't be.

No, don't drink that.

No!

You okay?

Why are you up so late?

Is everything okay?

Patterson's got something.

This new bunker brewer changes everything.

Eh? Morning.

And good morning. Hey.

What'd you guys find? Hi.

All right, so, check this out.

Our little mystery friend sent us another message.

This sculpture appeared

in the middle of the desert in Tucson.

Are we supposed to know what that is?

Seriously? You all played "Wizardville."

How do you not recognize The Staff of the Dragon Wizard?

It's level-two stuff.

Wait, so why is a level-two sculpture in Tucson?

App companies will occasionally put real-life versions

of things that pop up in their games just out in random places.

It's just like a cheap publicity stunt. But it works.

I mean, the people that took over "Wizardville" have been doing it every week.

Well, this one didn't come from Jingle Jangle Games LLC.

Look at this dragon logo on the orb.

It is very different from the one in the game.

Wait, the wings and the sculpture are different.

They're in the shape of my bird tattoo,

same one that showed up in Times Square.

Yeah, so if I overlay the tattoo

onto the dragon wings...

...a set of numbers appears.

They're arranged in a grid.

It's a nonogram.

Yeah.

So the numbers tell you which squares to shade in

to create an image, and this one shades to...

A wasp. Same as the Dabbur Zann symbol.

This has to be about Madeline.

We just found out she was working with the Dabbur Zann.

Maybe our mystery friend is trying to tell us what they're planning.

Maybe they think we can get ahead of it and stop it.

This could be how we prove Madeline's behind everything.

Does that dragon stick say anything else?

It's not a stick. It's Staff of the--

Sorry, Dragon Staff. Never mind.

I've been assembling images from various social media posts,

trying to see if I can find anything else.

Let us know when you find something. Yeah, I will.

Tired, but I will.

Ah, nice of you to join me.

Last few hours have been fantastic.

I was worried you might run off.

Hmm, Ivy made it clear that that was not a possibility.

Uh, protective custody, I believe she called it.

Guess that's why the security cameras are off?

For my protection?

There was an attempt on your life yesterday.

I take that threat very seriously,

and I suggest you do the same.

I'm a big boy, so I can handle myself.

Sit down.

The leverage I have on you hasn't changed.

I own you, so stop posturing.

What do you want?

I wanna know exactly what happened in Helsinki.

So we all just dropped dead?

Yeah... with Madeline watching the whole thing.

Just like when she poisoned her husband and Blake Crawford.

Just sounds like an anxiety dream to me.

We're hunting Madeline. She's hunting us.

It's not the first time I've had a dream like this.

I wanna believe we'll take her down,

but it just feels so hopeless sometimes.

That just means that we're due for a win.

Someone out there is helping us.

And, before you know it,

we're gonna be in our home,

tucking Bethany into bed, and hopefully

just falling asleep in front of the TV like normal people.

I don't think

falling asleep to "Die Hard" is normal.

Huh?

Hey, I got something.

So I analyzed the grid squares, inverted the puzzle,

and after a little bit of math,

the new nonogram numbers reveal coordinates

to a warehouse in Dresden, Germany.

I haven't been able to find anything specific on the property.

We're kind of working with limited resources here.

It's enough. Whoever sent this

is telling us the Dabbur Zann is connected to it.

Maybe it's a safe house.

Could be weapon storage. We'll check it out.

Wait... Dresden is less than two hours away.

What if somebody knows where we are

and they're baiting us into making a move?

Also, the timing is suspicious.

The Helios file upload failed yesterday,

and we still don't know why.

Afreen or Weitz could be compromised.

Even if they are,

we know they're not behind the messages.

But maybe they figured out who is.

Maybe Madeline did too.

The longer we sit around here and debate this,

closer that Madeline or the Dabbur Zann get

to pulling off an attack.

You don't know that for sure.

The last message, that was time sensitive.

And so this one could be as well.

So we go in blind?

That's a good way to get one of us killed.

We can't just sit here and do nothing.

I haven't seen my daughter in three months.

I want this to be our ticket out too.

And if it is, shouldn't we approach it

with the least amount of guesswork possible?

Okay, we don't have to go in, but we can go and scope it out

while Rich and Patterson dig for more info.

I guess we're going to Dresden.

I got to the Forum around 1:00, 1:15.

I mingled a bit, rehearsed my speech,

gave the speech at 3:00 as scheduled,

and then was whisked away by security

because there was a bomb under the stage.

Also, there was something about a shooting.

A murder... committed and orchestrated

by former agents Weller and Patterson.

Mm-hmm, I was, uh, briefed about it on the flight back.

Did you see them there?

Did they try to talk to you?

No, seeing as they're fugitives,

I assumed they were trying to avoid me.

No one of note approached you?

It's the World Collaboration Forum,

so everybody was of note.

But not everyone is a member of Patterson's family.

Oh, you're talking about Bill Nye The Science Guy?

Yeah, he tried to talk to me about climate change,

and your guys grabbed him before I even had a chance to respond.

Mm-hmm.

Nothing else out of the ordinary

happened at the Forum?

Not that I can recall.

I'll be back soon. In the meantime, you stay here.

For your own safety.

All right, we're in three positions

outside the warehouse. Okay.

Do you see anything suspicious?

Not yet. No activity on the property.

Find anything else out about this place?

Yeah, it's owned by World Apex Industries,

which is a defunct import-export

that appears to be a Dabbur Zann shell company.

This lead is legit.

Also, I was able to hack the security camera

at the building next to yours,

and I'm sending you a photo right now.

It's a little grainy, so I can't make out an ID,

but three men just entered the building ten minutes before you.

Three of them, three of us.

At least three of them.

There could be more inside already.

We camp out too long, we risk getting exposed.

Okay, let's move in, see what we find.

Weller, take lead.

I, uh, I got a bad feeling about this.

On me, Tasha. Move in.

Wait! Abort!

Abort!

Tasha! Tash--

What the hell just happened?

Jane? Weller, come in.

Tasha? What the hell do we do now?

We try not to panic.

And how do you suggest we do that? I don't know.

Maybe lay off the new coffee for a bit.