[Bad news: Boss, they captured traces of my previous activities.]
[Good news: Those traces were deliberately left as harassment options.]
[Bad news: At least three Stinger ships are conducting network searches and cleansing by area. I now know why the Imperial network outside the Imperial Star Circle is connected, and the security level of ordinary networks is only average. That’s why
Make it easier for them to control it themselves.]
[Good news: They have coordinated about 600 ships of various types to conduct search operations, and the number is still increasing. They have found many traces about me, but the misleading information I left will lead them to Guel
alliance.】
[Bad news: Boss, the Dongfeng must change its location. The construction of our fake base is 70% complete. I suggest that it be completed in advance and the Dongfeng can leave the empire to escape. 】
When the sky is about to dawn.
Yang Luo, who had just slept lightly for a while, became nervous immediately as he looked at the messages that appeared on the glasses interface.
He has never seen Li so passive in the online world.
Lu even took the initiative to ask Dongfeng to leave temporarily.
Yang Luo immediately sent an order to Li Li to lift the restrictions on her authority, so that she could act freely according to local conditions and avoid being hit because of restrictions on her authority.
A few minutes later, a new text message popped up, followed by a delay value accurate to milliseconds.
[Dongfeng has completed its transition.]
[Boss, do we need to adjust our strategy for reporting corruption? To directly sensitize these officials touches on the pain points of this class. The bureaucratic class is the necessary path to realize imperial power, and thus also restricts imperial power. This time the other party used
The Emperor Star secret forces counterattacked, which also proved this point.】
[We underestimated the technological strength of the Imperial Star Circle. The technological foundation of the Imperial Star Circle is several generations higher than the technological reserves of the New Federation.]
Is she explaining why she fell into passivity?
Ritsu is very concerned about whether her abilities are recognized.
Yang Luo thought for a while and sent several messages to Lu:
[If it is not safe within the empire, the Dongfeng will retreat outside the empire's borders. I can handle it myself here.]
[You can just support me with information, it is enough not to reveal the identity of the famous detective.]
[Now you need to determine one thing, that is, whether our communication can be maintained within the Imperial Star Circle. Remember to test it without affecting your own safety. I will decide whether to enter the Imperial Star Circle later based on your report.
Star Circle.]
After a few minutes' delay, Lu's reply arrived again.
She repeatedly told her boss that she must stay on Saka Star for a while longer.
Even if Yang Luo leaves Saka immediately and retreats with the Dongfeng, he will most likely be exposed during the retreat.
Not to mention, the Stinger ship has been to Sakaar and may have included this place under surveillance.
It is not difficult to see that Lu is under tremendous pressure now.
Yang Luo sat behind his desk and thought for a few minutes, then sent a message to Lu asking 026 to hide temporarily to avoid the limelight.
026's mechanical spine has a full shielding mode, and now it uses simulated skin to cover the metal texture of the spine. As long as it is not stabbed in the face by a stinger ship, the possibility of exposure is not too high.
The most dangerous thing is Yang Luo, the white ghost.
After a few dry hours.
Lu sent an emoticon of sighing with relief.
The enemy fleet may discover within the next seventy-two galactic hours that the information on the mechanical guards and various robots in the "fake base" they have set up has been reset, and the base has been maintained in a healthy operating state.
The 'Secret of the White Ghost' is stored there
White Ghost survived a narrow escape and inherited the legacy of an omnic civilization that caused the third natural disaster that affected half of the galaxy thousands of years ago. White Ghost used the high-tech power he acquired to help the empire eliminate pests and pests.
Although it is a bit nervous, a bit risky, and brings some hidden dangers;
But overall everything went well.
Yang Luo put away his glasses, lay on the bed with open hands, and yawned deeply.
Buzz, buzz!
The vibrating sound disrupted Yang Luo's brain waves, which had gradually calmed down.
He touched the Internet terminal next to the pillow and saw the message from Mog's big black bear.
‘Merger (Black Dog Sheriff): Are you happy? Hehehehehehe.’
roll.'
Murg (Black Dog Sheriff): It’s time to go to work, Detective. There are still a few cases today.’
You are in poor health and need to rest. Please don’t come to me for the next half month. This is a serious notice.’
As soon as Yang Luo's message was sent, a voice message came from Moge.
"What's going on? Isn't this empty? How many times did you do it last night? If I had known that your combat power was so weak, I would have bought you a companion robot in advance to train your combat power. Wouldn't it have embarrassed our Saka planet?
?”
Yang Luo said calmly: "It has been recorded."
"No, don't bother me," Mog chuckled, "I am a righteous police chief, fighting to the death against evil forces and criminal activities. Do you really want to take a break for half a month?"
"Well," Yang Luo said calmly, "I'm not a formal member of yours, so I don't need to apply for approval if I ask for leave. I'll contact you in half a month."
"Okay, no one can stop you from resting. Is your health okay?"
"no problem."
"That's good," Mog sighed, "I don't know what's going on, but now I suddenly want to break up with my girlfriend. The relationship with my girlfriend was quite good at first. The adult from the Emperor Star exudes a certain kind of energy all over his body.
Magic, I checked a lot of information but couldn't find any information about him, I always feel that there is something evil."
Yang Luo smiled without saying a word and calmly hung up the message.
That brother is more than evil.
thinking space.
Lu stared at the dozens of projection screens in front of him, and behind him were a row of neatly arranged tool clones, processing massive amounts of information.
Her boss, host, and master is currently inside the empire, but she must withdraw from the empire.
Dongfeng being too far away from its master is a crisis in itself, which makes Lu unable to laugh at all.
Several information streams are disturbed at the same time.
On the projection screen in front of Ritsu, two 'Sea Urchin' battleships flying side by side appeared.
Several tips on the battleship flashed at the same time, and Lu's surveillance screen was lost; the merchant ships she had just invaded had been locked by the opponent.
"What a strong sea urchin," Ritsu muttered.
The other party seems to have figured out her behavioral patterns now.
so troublesome.
I originally thought that the Empire should lag behind the New Federation in terms of technology, but now it seems that the New Federation is the younger brother after all.
An information flow is disturbed again.
Lu just glanced at it and quickly sent a message to his boss.
[Bad news: While they were searching for the White Ghost, they were also searching for the Valkyrie.]
Yang Luo, who was still catching up on his sleep, turned over and muttered a few words from his home planet, "I don't want it".
Three days later.
After driving slowly for half an hour, the second-hand hovercar finally left the dull and silent steel city.
Today is an outing day for Viscount Godoy Sacca and his family.
There was no pomp or extra preparation. Two tents and two disposable tablecloths constituted the main body of the outing.
Yang Luo and a boy who was as tall as his shoulders carried the equipment and toys they wanted to use. Mrs. Dai Li took the girl with blond hair and blue eyes and began to heat the food they prepared for lunch.
When everything was ready, Yang Luo went alone to the foot of a decent-looking big tree nearby, looked at the nearly dry lake in front of him, breathed in the relatively fresh air, and opened the detective novel that Bly had recommended before.
He also didn't expect that in today's technological productivity context, there would be so many high-tech ways to kill people.
Hiding in the corner' is Yang Luo's character at the moment. He must now maintain the situation of being 'unable to integrate into this family'.
And actually.
"Hi!" Godoy's own son called nervously, "Want to come over for something to eat?"
Yang Luo raised his head and smiled, shaking the paper book in his hand.
"No, you go ahead and eat, I'll read a book."
The boy named Cole tugged on his natural curls uneasily, then turned around and ran to his mother, took two lunch boxes and ran over again.
Yang Luo:
Gee, this doesn't fit with their current persona.
Yang Luo subconsciously glanced at the surrounding environment and continued to remain somewhat indifferent.
The young man placed the tableware next to him and stood there for a while. Seeing that Yang Luo kept looking down at his book, he scratched his head helplessly.
"That 灁."
"Sit down," Yang Luo said softly, "Is there any problem?"
The young man sat down quickly and gave a stiff smile: "You are a real detective, right?"
Yang Luo closed the paper book and said with a smile: "That's just the media talking nonsense. I'm just assisting the police in handling some cases."
“This is so cool!”
The young man's eyes were shining brightly.
"Actually, it's nothing cool," Yang Luo said slowly. "The cases that make the police feel difficult must be because they lack key information, or they are induced by the murderer's use of technology. If they want to solve these cases, they often have to pay a huge amount of money."
Brain power.”
Or the tiny computing power of Dongfeng’s main brain.
The boy asked: "How can I become a detective?"
"Learn knowledge and dabble in natural history in your spare time while studying your major," Yang Luo said with a smile. "The more knowledge you have, the more open your ideas will be when handling these cases."
The young man immediately pursed his lips and frowned.
Yang Luo reached out and slapped him lightly on the shoulder, and continued: "If you are handling these cases just to be cool, then it's best to give up the idea."
"Okay," the young man muttered with some disappointment, "I actually feel that facing the truth and pursuing the truth can help me find more value in life. I'm thinking about my future life, brother."
Yang Luo smiled and said, "Are you stressed?"
"a lot of pressure."
The young man secretly glanced at Godoy, who was sleeping with his arm propped up over there, and whispered:
"I don't want to be like my father. He has been trapped by his title all his life. He has sacrificed too much for it and suffered too much ridicule."
"Of course, I don't mean to look down on my father at all. I love him very much, just like a son in an ordinary family loves his father, but I can't let myself make the same mistake again."
Yang Luo turned sideways, looked at this precocious young man, and wondered: "Then what do you want to do?"
"Gaining fame," the young Cole crooned a few times, "Before I met you, what I wanted was to enlist in the army, without any aristocratic privileges, to fight for the title like an ordinary person, until I can obtain the same status as our family.
The military rank that matches the hereditary title, then I can shock everyone on this planet."
"Hahaha," Yang Luo laughed, "What's the use of shocking them?"
"You can gain a sense of satisfaction and make up for your father's life value," the young man said seriously.
Yang Luo looked at his figure carefully and raised his hand to touch the boy's relatively strong arm.
"Nice muscles."
"I am exercising scientifically to strengthen my physical fitness," the young man raised his head slightly, "but it seems that I don't have to work hard for this now. You have already done it, brother, you made them look at their father with admiration." ""
Yang Luo sighed: "You underestimate your father, Cole. He has actually been working hard for this family. He is very talented. Have you seen his design drawings? If not, he would have to hide in office to integrate into a top
With the team, he will become a first-class ship designer and an expert in the industry."
"Oh, really?"
The young man couldn't believe it.
"Of course, you can ask Mrs. Dai Li," Yang Luo said slowly, "If you want to join the army, your mother will be very sad. She would rather keep you brothers and sisters safe."
"Most mothers' roles are like this," the boy laughed. "If I can become a detective now, then I can give up and join the army."
"Then I'm going to try your talent."
Yang Luo opened the book, found a few pages inside, tore them out and put them in the young man's hands.
"The main body of this case is here. Before you go back today, tell me who the murderer is."
"Okay!" The young man nodded vigorously, took the paper very solemnly, turned and ran to the shady place next to him, and read it word by word.
Yang Luo couldn't help but smile.
There was a little breeze, so he stretched out and leaned against the smooth and delicate tree trunk, quietly staring at the rare good weather at the lake in front of him.
at the same time.
This is too inefficient.’
Inside the No. 1 ship of the Stinger fleet, Gris stared at the imperial star field map in front of him, yawned deeply, lowered his head and swallowed a refreshing blue pill.
Then, Gris turned to look at the chess and card room in the corner, where he could see four men, women, and men with different appearances, playing table and card games there.
It’s such an honor for me to serve these gentlemen.’
Gris crossed his legs and continued to draw on the map.
After several days of searching, they have indeed made some gains, and the technical team behind White Ghost has also revealed some traces.
But that's all.
They kept following the clues and searching down, and every time they wanted to find key information, they would hit a dead end.
Every area where the white ghost has set foot has left little tails, but after three days of searching, Gris has been able to conclude that these little tails should have been left behind intentionally by the white ghost!
Those four uncles didn't pay much attention at all.
When they acted separately, they just let their respective ships move. The four of them stayed together, playing cards, meditating, fighting, drinking, and indulging their desires.
Gris couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the corner.
That slender asexual person seemed to exude a light light, and that neutral face concealed an indescribable charm.
What woman has Grace not met before?
He has never encountered this type of human being.
Bray raised his head and glanced at him. Gris felt a chill spreading on his spine and quickly looked away.
"It's so boring." Bly pushed the chess cards in front of him away and raised his hand to drag his chin, with a sly smile on his beautiful face. "You guys can continue the search. I'm going to find my little friend to play with for a few days.
I have endless stories to tell with him.”
In front of him, there was a strong man, a voluptuous beauty, and an anemic man with glasses, all of whom showed a bit of smiles at the same time.
The strong man asked in a low voice: "How about we come together?"
The man with glasses immediately said: "We don't need to fight during the search anyway. We can just drive a boat over and there won't be any problems."
"How's your kid's physical strength?"
The woman with a voluptuous figure and wheat-colored skin gently licked her lips.
Bly frowned and glanced at her, a faint light flickering in his eyes.
The woman's arms trembled a few times and she cursed: "I have good intentions and want to teach you some postures!"
"Vulgar," Bray said coldly, "If you want to come with me, wrap up your rotten body, or I will let your skin rot away inch by inch."
The woman muttered impatiently: "I know, it's really hard."
But she obviously had her heart set on it.
Bly looked at Gris, and the words Saka Star appeared directly in Gris' mind.
The corners of the mouth of this elite cannon fodder from the special forces twitched slightly.