Yang Ming, who had just returned here from his live broadcast work, hummed a relaxing tune.
He snapped his fingers, all the lights lit up at the same time, and the humming stopped abruptly.
There was a tall figure sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to him, with a half glass of warm water in hand.
Yang Ming seemed to be startled. He picked up the bat decoration hanging on the wall next to him and slowly walked towards the alarm button.
"It's me," Gris turned around, grinning with squinted eyes, "I'd like to excuse you, Mr. Detective."
"Captain Gris?"
Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned and looked at the only entrance door, and then looked out the window at a height of several hundred meters.
He asked in surprise: "How did you get in?"
On the way back to the police station, Gris let the hover car drive automatically. He lay on his back on the driver's seat and raised his hand to hold his forehead.
Yang Ming paused slightly in opening the bottle, and frowned inadvertently.
"Yes, boss."
Gris' eyes almost burst into flames as he stared at Yang Ming's eyes carefully.
Yang Ming was silent again, gently rubbing his thumb on the pads of his fingers, with a hint of thought in his eyes.
"Buying and selling noble titles."
Gris's smile became more and more confident. He put the laser pistol aside, keeping the muzzle pointed at Yang Ming.
"Tell me about your plan and what I need to do. I can't directly insult White Ghost. I'm also a fan of his."
Yang Ming nodded, walked to the opposite side of the long table, and sat two meters away from Gris.
"What are you hiding?"
Gris' eyes became aggressive: "What is your purpose in coming to Yaha Star?"
026 wondered: "Boss, do you really want to cooperate with Gris? Fish yourself out?"
boom!
Gris slapped a laser pistol on the table. With his beard stained with juice, he looked like a furious lion at this moment.
Gris shook his head slowly: "I don't want to meddle in other people's business. We are friends. If you can answer a few questions for me, I will help you hide it."
He went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of iced drink, and said with a smile: "Captain Gris suddenly came to my place, he can't be here for a drink, right?"
"The plan is very simple. I am sure that the White Ghost is currently on the Yaha planet. The Yaha planet is currently surrounded by a fleet, and passenger and cargo transportation are also at the highest level of inspection.
The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly and he raised his chin towards the door.
"Yes, I am the White Ghost."
Yang Ming asked: "Is there any solution?"
"Come on, I wish our plan goes well," Gris said with his right hand forward.
“The notification fee is too much and I don’t know how to spend it.”
Yang Ming said seriously: "Be famous, become a political star, gain influence and prestige, and feed my noble family. This is really the most sincere answer."
"Cuanlin Yuanhang Trading Group, this name should be familiar to you. I have retrieved your account records. This group has made several payments to you in recent months.
Gris licked his lips and said calmly: "A little bit of man's intuition."
A few seconds later, Grace suddenly showed a friendly smile: "Sorry, a little test, did it scare you?"
…
"That's interesting, isn't it?"
"Passengers are required to undergo biometric information testing, and it is unlikely that the white ghost will escape.
Lu asked softly: "Are you going to detonate the anti-matter bomb of his hover vehicle? The opportunity now is rare, but we will become the prime suspects."
"Yes, there is something that requires your cooperation in the investigation," Gris smiled, "it's about your father, Godoy."
Yang Ming's palm slowly moved outward.
This thing is simply outrageous. His mother opened the door to outrageous things. It’s outrageous to the core.
"All plans are centered around this purpose," Yang Ming said. "So far, the emperor has not seen us, and the Sherman family has not commented on the White Ghost. So we might as well make big news, right here
Yaha star."
026 quickly replied: "At first, I was trying to find a way to get into the upper echelons of the empire. Later, it was determined that it would be difficult to achieve this goal in a short period of time, so I changed my mind to becoming a political star. Essentially, it was to increase political influence."
"Oh! A joke! This is a joke!" Yang Ming quickly raised his hands.
"Just act accordingly. I can't figure out what's going on in this guy's mind. Don't touch him for now. He's very valuable now."
"Your mission is to become a famous mouthpiece to catch the white ghost out of the water. The plan was implemented half a year ago. Everything is official star-making, and buying and selling titles is also part of it."
"I'm still not sure what this Gris tried."
"He's right," Yang Ming rubbed his forehead, "There is no flaw but the biggest flaw. This guy reminded me."
Gris was obviously stunned for a moment, watching Yang Ming's movements as if facing a formidable enemy, and subconsciously glanced at the laser pistol on the table.
Gris said calmly: "You can give up on the Godoy family, right? According to my investigation - I browsed through all the surveillance videos I could find on Saka. You two are very speculative, aren't you?"
Yang Ming shrugged and unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, revealing the white undershirt underneath.
"Oh, think about it, my friend," Gris kept saying in a seductive bass, "I am the top fan of the White Ghost, but my job requires me to find him. This is my last
Opportunity."
"If you want me to help you cover up this problem, just communicate with me honestly," Gris frowned, "I don't want to personally ruin a young man with a bright future."
"Tomorrow we will discuss the specific details. I also have to establish connections and apply for funds. This is not a small plan."
"It's as if I'm not afraid," Yang Ming scolded, "You want me to attack the white ghost? A white ghost that has the terrifying combat power to destroy the insect swarm and makes the empire's technical department run wild? You might as well send me there.
Go to jail.”
Yang Ming crossed his legs and said calmly: "You can go to the noble court to report me now."
"You have to understand the relationship between active and passive," Gris said with a smile, "I take the initiative now, brother."
Yang Ming smiled with squinted eyes and took off the film on his neck and back.
Yang Ming was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of confusion.
"I need some protection," Yang Ming looked at Greiss, "You can't be a wolf with nothing like me."
Gris's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth outlined a faint arc.
"You should know that Godoy bought a house in the Emperor Star Circle."
"This level of testing also costs us a huge amount of money. There is a lot of pressure on my neck now, and my boss may chop off my head at any time.
"Hui."
Gris suddenly showed a satisfied smile.
Yang Ming thought for a moment and could only shake his head slightly.
"You and White Ghost are really alike in this regard. Both of us are unwilling to suffer losses."
Gris had already picked up the pistol and pointed it at Yang Ming, and the biological safety device had been turned on!
Gris breathed a sigh of relief, slowly put down the pistol, frowned and said: "This is not funny at all!"
"We just had a phone call today," Yang Ming asked, "What happened to him? Is there anything illegal?"
"Let's continue the question just now, Hui, you know what kind of sin it is to buy and sell noble titles, right?
"You handled this matter very beautifully. I mean, you didn't reveal too many flaws, but having no flaws is still a kind of flaw. The Godoy family are just ordinary nobles. You only need to check their family's source of funds and payment.
With tax records, problems will quickly come to light.
"Tsk," Yang Ming shrugged, "Okay, I admit that I may have messed up this matter, but it has nothing to do with the Godoy family."
Yang Ming said: "No need for now, let's find an opportunity to defuse the bomb. Gris is actually a nice person. The Godoy family's retreat plan has also been suspended. Try not to disturb them."
"Judging from the scale of this Yuanhang Group, you, a rich second generation, don't have outstanding financial resources. Your family has assets worth tens of millions of new federal coins?"
Gris put away the patch with satisfaction, hummed a song, put his hands behind his back, opened the door, took the elevator and left the suite.
"As you can see, become famous, become a political star, gain influence and prestige, and feed back my noble family."
"A little test," Gris smiled and took off an invisible patch from the palm of his hand, which was stained with 'Yang Ming''s biological information.
"Oh, no, no, don't get me wrong," said Gris, "Viscount Godoy is a respectable nobleman. For the sake of his grandfather and father's last wishes, he obviously has outstanding talents and professional knowledge, but he is willing to stick to that dull life.
The small manor cannot even afford to hire a gardener to tidy up the courtyard."
Gris wondered: "Do you really think that this kind of transaction of buying and selling titles can be concealed? You are now a political star, and you have many competitors. As long as someone raises objections, you and Godoy need to go to the noble court to test it on the spot.
gene sequence."
Gris clicked his tongue and motioned Yang Ming to come forward and chat.
Yang Ming: "A certain probability?"
But it feels... like it's profitable, and it's fun.
Lu concluded: "The essence is to get the White Ghost's identity officially recognized."
Gris smiled and said:
"This is a deal. I can help you cover up the noble business. Isn't this a huge reward? Otherwise, this danger will accompany you throughout your life."
"Yes," Gris said, "As long as you help me, I can vouch for you and make your purchase and sale of titles a part of our plan, so that both you and Godoy will be exempt from liability."
Yang Ming reached out and shook his hand gently.
"Okay boss."
Yang Ming frowned tightly.
He used a lot of strength and shouted in a deep voice:
Yang Ming used his thumb and index finger to form the shape of a pistol.
"Hui, I hope you will be honest with me."
A shallow light-shielding film wrapped the room. 026 pushed open the closet door and slipped out, locking the door. Lu's projection also appeared opposite Yang Ming.
"Let the Dongfeng be on standby at any time. If there are monitors around the Godoy family, transfer them to a safe house."
026 said: "If he detects the biological information just collected, the target will still point to Hui Chuanlin. We have already made a complete set of deep camouflage, and there are still no flaws."
"I hate being threatened."
"Bring out the white ghost."
Yang Ming:……
"White Ghost is extremely arrogant. He cannot let you mess with his reputation like this. As long as you declare a challenge, there is a certain probability that he will stand up and confront you."
Yang Ming rubbed his eyebrows, his mind racing rapidly.
"Yes, we can only say there is a certain probability," Gris sighed, "You don't understand the horror of the white ghost. For me, this is the only chance."
Gris said: "If this matter is revealed, Godoy will be punished. You will only have a few years in prison and a large fine."
"You're so mean!"
"After discovering your problem, I hatched a plan in my mind. You are a daring person.
"Have you forgotten my profession? I come from the Empire's special forces, so of course I have some backdoor permissions."
Yang Ming stood up and paced back and forth, then turned around and cursed:
He asked: "Does this have anything to do with what Captain Greiss is investigating?"
"Captain Gris, I have always thought you were an upright and aboveboard person."
"I can only say to avoid it as much as possible."
"Okay, I probably know."
A few minutes later, Yang Ming sat back down opposite Gris.
Yang Ming groped carefully with his hands for a while and took off the extremely thin gloves on both hands. There was still blood on the right glove.
Yang Ming nodded: "My father told me about this. I bought it with a loan. This doesn't prove anything."
"You are different. You are also a hero in the eyes of the people, and you have the business card of a famous detective to protect you.
Gris explained impatiently: "Hey, what can I ask you to do? Give me money? I am an elite member of the special forces, and money is the most useless resource for me."
Gris said slowly:
Yang Ming shrugged: "I don't know what you are talking about."
026 Helu looked at each other.
Gris smiled and said:
"You are too sharp. Many people are investigating you. You are very smart and ambitious, but this society is far more complicated than you think.
Gris sat back in his seat slumped, took a sip of warm water, and left an obvious 'hickey' on the edge of the cup.
"Actually, in the past month, I have thought about building public opinion many times to force the white ghost to appear. I have also contacted celebrities with many fans on Yaha and several nearby planets, but the celebrities are afraid of offending
White ghosts can cause death, so you never dare to attack white ghosts excessively.
"Captain Hanton... I heard Catherine mention it last time. This seems to be the identity of the White Ghost," Yang Ming wondered, "How did you come up with the idea of suspecting that I am the White Ghost?"
Yang Ming licked his lips and asked:
"Why did we come to the Emperor Star Circle?"
The portable detection instrument on the side has completely displayed the owner's data of the biological information just collected.
Yang Ming shrugged: "Obviously you were the one joking with me first."
He looked up at Gris, frowned and said, "You have been threatening me with this matter, exaggerating the dangers of this matter, and using my father's safety to kidnap me. You must have another purpose."
"what is your purpose?"
Yang Ming looked at Gris with clear eyes and smiled: "Sir, you can ask me questions at any time, and I will fully cooperate with your work."
He said unhurriedly: "Why didn't I realize before that you are so rich? You can rent such a large penthouse suite for half a year, which is higher than my salary in ten years."
Gris narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "The affairs of the nobles have nothing to do with me. I hate those old nobles. I also asked different teams to do this investigation. They will not have all the information. Now they can answer me
Is there any problem?”
Gris took out an electronic document:
"This is an official document from Skywrath Fortress, with my boss's signature on it. This plan is called Black Ghost.
Gris said quickly:
"The first step of the plan is to set up a fake website to spread some extreme remarks. First, the white ghost will be stigmatized to a certain extent. Then you will stand up and question the white ghost, which is often said to lead the rhythm. I will be responsible for it.
The rhythm gets bigger and bigger.
Lu asked in a low voice: "Boss, I have a question, why did Gris want to marry Quanhui Saka?"
Yang Ming reviewed the document carefully and signed the name "Hui Chuanlin" after much hesitation.
"Boss, do you want to suspend the retreat plan?" Lu asked softly.
"Yeah?"
"Don't move."
"How long are you going to play with me, Captain Henton?"
Yang Ming leaned back: "Help you? What can I help you with?"
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Yang Ming muttered, "If you sign this document, I will have something to fall into your hands from now on."
"Think of Mrs. Delly," said Grace, "and those two cute little guys. They are both innocent."
Gris captured these subtle expressions.
Gris's eyes flickered with a faint light, and he said slowly: "What is your real name?"
"If I am honest and aboveboard, the people coming to you now should be the Noble Council and the Law Enforcement Team of the Presbyterian Council."
Yang Ming nodded solemnly, raised his hand and reached into his coat pocket.
Yang Ming was a little silent.
"Well, I hope you will have this understanding when you are old and retired."
White ghost versus white ghost.
Gris was a little speechless.
As soon as his hands were grasped, Yang Ming suddenly retracted his right hand, took a breath of cold air, looked at a little bright red blood seeping out of his palm, and frowned at Gris.
"You have the most fans now. As long as you stand up and declare war on White Ghost, I guarantee you will get more traffic."
Hui Chuanlin, the young owner of Chuanlin Yuanhang Trading Group.
Gris laughed dumbly, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, but soon he seemed to be caught in some kind of entanglement. He turned off the detector and threw the palm-sized thing aside.