The dense data flashed through the projection screen. In front of the projection screen, a woman with long red hair was sitting. She stared at the screen intently, and her fingers flew across the keyboard.

It is said to be a keyboard, but it is actually just a keyboard projection projection projected on the spacecraft console. However, it can sense the temperature of a woman's fingers and quickly feed the information back to the optical brain to help the woman complete the cracking of the program.

Behind the woman, there were many men gathering on or standing.

Like women, they all wore black and white uniforms. But unlike women, women have brown eyes, while those men's eyes are colorful, either turquoise, pure blue, or weird orange, with pure pupils almost invisible.

"Ray Sir, can it work? I heard that it is Berkelami's top technology..." a man with green eyes whispered.

"Shhh, shut up, Irving, don't affect Ray Sir's work."

A SSP said: "Lei Sir's decoding ability is invincible, and no program can stop her."

The green-eyed man chuckled, "Charlie, don't talk nonsense. We know you like Sir Ray, but if you can't stop any program, that's too unobjective."

"you...!"

The yellow-eyed SSP named Charlie was anxious and wanted to hit Irving.

At this moment, the dense data on the projection screen suddenly disappeared without a trace. Instead, the picture taken by a camera was taken.

The background in the picture is a stunning star body that looks like a potato, floating in the dark universe. A man is standing in a crater on the star body, looking like he is talking about something. In the wide crater of the star body, a small private spacecraft is parked. Its overall color is blue and shines against the dark background.

It is Sylvester R7, one of the most classic spacecraft in the solar system.

Seeing this scene, the red-haired woman trembled excitedly: "Finally I caught you...Jew Gelm! Now, you will be my treasure!"

She was so excited that her teeth were trembling.

"Lei Sir... calm down..."

SSP Charlie stutteredly reminded her: "We haven't taken him into jail yet..."

"Don't be a crow's mouth, Charlie."

The red-haired woman scolded unhappily, "I tried my best to run away. I planned this beheading plan a year ago. It is impossible for him to run away today!"

Charlie said hesitantly: "Ray Sir, I heard that these synthetic people who make a living in the universe are all tough guys who are not afraid of death. I... I'm afraid you will be hurt."

"ha?"

The red-haired woman made an incredible voice, and she glanced at her subordinates: "What should I do if I am afraid of death, if I am afraid of death? Now let go of this villain who smuggled arms, stolen intelligence and killed countless people in the solar system?"

The sweat on Charlie's forehead fell down. He looked at the red-haired woman with sharp eyebrows and eyes in front of him, and realized that this boss was notoriously difficult to get along in the solar system.

Lei Qixuan is 1.78 meters tall, with fair skin, beautiful and long legs. In the eyes of outsiders, she chose to join the police station, but she chose to join the police station. She was only 25 years old and is already a senior detective at the SSP Mars Branch. In the three years of joining the company, she has solved countless cases, and her resume has made countless veterans in countless SSPs ashamed.

Like her name, she has a hot temper and decisive style that ordinary women cannot reach. Most people who offend her will not have any good results.

"Charlie, you are also a synthetic man. If they are not afraid of death, then you will be braver than them, do you understand?"

Lei Qixuan intimidated his men: "Driving the spaceship for me today. If I can't catch Gelm, I will throw you into prison to be a coolie!"

"Yes, Ray Sir!" Charlie quickly raised his hand to salute.

"whispering sound."

Irving hummed softly with his arms around the side.

......

On the other side, in the grey star-body crater, two men stood in the delicate sand pit, communicating on radio. They were short, wearing black space suits, breathing masks, and green eyes.

The other one is tall, with arms above the knee and several nails on the forehead.

The punk-headed man handed the suitcase in his hand to the short man and said, "Let me, the accountant, let me give you this thing and let you keep it safe."

The short man did not take over the suitcase in front of him, but looked around and said expressionlessly: "I thought you would meet me in Olympus, Mars, why did you temporarily change here?"

"The plan has changed. SSP suddenly stepped up its defense in Olympus City and had no choice but to change it here." said the tall man.

The short man still didn't take over the suitcase in front of him, and he said, "Then were anyone following you when you came? The group of people from SSP."

The tall man shook his head and said, "No, this is Phobos, the darkest and most hidden place in the solar system. No one will come to a place like us. We are safe."

The short man pinched his chin with his fingers and fell into deep thought.

The darkest and most hidden place?

Germ doesn't believe it. Now it's 3021, every corner of the sun has been explored by humans. Even the fragments on Saturn's rings have been made up of hundreds of millions of numbers for them, not to mention the famous satellites like Phobos, how could it be safe and hidden?

But there is indeed no one around. If there is really an SSP, where would they hide?

"Let's go quickly with the things, the longer you drag it, the more troubles you get."

The man in front of him urged him: "You have important things to do."

The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. This was a pure instinct. He began to blame himself for his carelessness. He had known that he would have refused when he had to connect in such a place. Why did he come here on a spaceship? He was really blinded by the accounting plan.

"Open the box and show it to me." Germ said.

"Ran, you really have suspicion."

The tall man couldn't help but sigh. He opened the suitcase in his hand. In the black space cotton, a tiny shiny chip was inlaid with it, which looked very beautiful: "See, a brand new key."

"Things are real."

Germ nodded and took the suitcase.

Then, with a silent pull of the trigger, a pulse laser passed through the tall man's chest, and the huge energy made the tall man fall to the ground instantly.

Germ put down the laser generator in his palm, carried the suitcase, and looked at the falling man expressionlessly. It was quiet around him, and there was no trace of air or wind in the vacuum.

No movement? Did you think too much?

Germ frowned.

Forget it, it’s just a jointer. If you die, you will die. As long as you get the things.

etc!!

Germ frowned.

The wound on the back of the man who was shot dead by the punk-headed man did not flow out. Although the high temperature of the pulsed laser will instantly burn the wound, after the space suit ruptures, the inside of the human body will expand rapidly due to the pressure difference between the pressure and in space, tearing the scorched wound, so blood should still flow out.

But the punk-headed man who fell in front of him was not bleeding, but his body did not swell, as if the terrible pressure difference did not exist.

Unless... the guy who contacted him in front of him was not a human being.

Click.

The man lying on the ground suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his ankle tightly with his palm.

"Catch you, Gelm."

A strange female voice came from the radio. The man on the ground was like a hydraulic press and his eyes were like a searchlight. He kept moving and held him tightly on the sand.

"Artificial man?"

Germ whispered in shock.

At this moment, Phobos vibrated violently. Phobos, who had been still for many billions of years, was now filled with sand and dust. Just around his direction, six small spacecraft broke out from the ground, like whales leaping out of the sea to breathe.

The small spacecraft were all twenty meters long and six meters wide, with black and white paint, and four huge nuclear engines ejected strong power in space.

In just a blink of an eye, Germ was surrounded by SSP.

The dazzling bright light hit the spotlights at the bottom of several spacecraft in the air and landed on Germ in the middle of the sand pit. He understood that this was a long-planned arrest operation.

The planner of this operation can be said to be quite experienced and patient with the ability to bury the spaceship inside the star-body sandy land, and the outsiders can't see any clues.

At the crisis, Gelm shouted: "Silvester, save me!!"

The Sylvester R7, which was anchored in the distance, came alive in an instant like a horse that heard the owner's whistle. Its streamlined tail ejected a light blue flame, rushed to Germ in an incredible acceleration, and hovered in an instant.

Without saying anything, Germ raised his hand and made three consecutive pulse rays penetrated his leg bones, allowing him to escape from the powerful control of the artificial human. The space suit leaked, and his muscles were immediately exposed to a low temperature of minus 200 degrees Celsius, quickly freezing and expanding.

But in this short period of freedom, the gate of the spacecraft opened sideways, Germ rolled and crawled into the cockpit of the spacecraft, put his control helmet on his head, and shouted in a heart-wrenching voice: "Silvester, run!"

"As you wish, my master."

Sylvester replied in a pleasant female voice.

The lit light at the tail of the ship was built, and it accelerated at an extremely fast speed of less than one meter above the ground.
Chapter completed!