I kidnapped an alien civilization

Country M

Germaine stood dumbfounded, looking at the shattered plate on the ground.

This is the fifth plate she has broken in three days.

At this time, there was a loud noise from the living room.

Little Jimmy!

Germany turned and ran into the living room.

Fortunately, little Jimmy was standing in the cradle car in the living room, staring at the black mass on the ground with his round eyes.

A meadowpittle that broke through a window lay motionless on the ground.

Little Jimmy? Germany called to his son.

Little Jimmy pointed to the meadowpiper and made a muffled sound.

It's a little bird that's lost.

Mom, take it home now. Germany deliberately blocked little Jimmy's sight, and quickly threw the lawn pipit into a black garbage bag with his gloved right hand.

Mom is going to take the bird home, you have to stay well!

Then, she took the garbage bag and walked out of the house.

Poor bird, why didn't he see the glass inlaid in the window?

Now it's all right, let the workers come to repair the windows in the afternoon.

Germany threw the black garbage bag into the trash can on the side of the road, turned around and was about to return to the room, when he caught a glimpse of a gray SUV parked not far away on the side of the road.

The car appears to have been parked here for three days.

Germani returned to the room as if nothing had happened, and instead of picking up the broken dishes as usual, she sat in front of the computer.

She opened the e-mail, and there was an email with the title The whole country M is shocked! s mail.

Germany let out a long sigh, and said to himself: Is it true that, as written in this email, Mars has malfunctioned and is stuck in space?

In fact, Germani often has some bad premonitions these two days.

As if something bad was about to happen, her gypsy-descendant grandma used to call Germaine as a child that she had witch potential.

This bad feeling started after the Mars lost contact with the Earth due to space radiation.

Could it be that something happened to Luke?

She was apprehensive at the time.

This anxiety prompted her to call the NCAA headquarters several times, but she got a reply that space radiation still exists and contact has not been restored.

Germani was deeply puzzled by this excuse, because she was also a space expert before becoming a housewife, and it was at a bonding party that she and Luke met.

She called several former classmates, and concluded that there is currently no sign of a large-scale outbreak of space radiation in space.

Why is the NCAA hiding this information? She called the phone number attached to the email.

After a while of beep., there was a cheerful voice on the phone: This is Dajoy Insurance Company, the company is committed to

The answering phone of the insurance company?

It really was a prank!

Germany was about to hang up the phone, and said something mysteriously: I'm Germany.

On the phone, the cheerful voice stopped abruptly, as if it was cut off directly by someone. Instead, there was a piercing . squeak. squeak electric sound.

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Line security, hello, Germany. A man's voice came from the phone suddenly, For politeness, you can call me Mr. Z.

Germany, phone in hand, peers out the window, where the SUV remains.

Then he said into the microphone: Mr. Z, hello.

The man on the phone: The identity verification is complete!

From now on, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, you just need to listen quietly.

Germani nodded sharply.

The NCAA Mars, carrying ten astronauts, is parked in space 16 million kilometers from the earth due to an engine failure.

The NCAA blocked the communication signal from Mars in order to cover up the facts.

This is an NCAA conspiracy!

Sure enough, did the Mars break down?

Germany's heart was beating violently, and her voice trembled: How.

How to verify the truth of what you just said?

She is not an idiot. In fact, the NCAA has conducted professional confidentiality training for the families of astronauts. The first rule of confidentiality is not to believe any information from outside the NCAA.

I'm glad you didn't hang up the call directly.

In order to reward you for this brave behavior, I will let you communicate with Mars for 5 minutes.

Please remember, the call time is only 5 minutes. During the call, Mr. Z urged.

In order to calm down the excitement, Germani stroked the sleeping little Jimmy with his hand.

The harsh sound of squeak came from the phone again, after the harsh sound:

Command center, command center, this is Mars, please answer!

This is the voice of Mars communications officer Kennedy!

Germany vividly remembers him as a guy who liked to eat Mexican-style pizza.

Command center, command center, this is Mars, please answer!

Kennedy didn't know how many times he called, his voice sounded extremely tired.

Kennedy lives!

Then Luke should be alive too!

Germany took a deep breath: Luke.

Command center, command center, here it is

Oh my God!

Captain, there is an echo!

It's a woman's voice!

There was a chaotic chatter on the phone.

After a while, a familiar voice sounded: Is it the ground command center of the NCAA?

Germany tried to suppress the excitement in his heart: Luke, I'm Germany.

Germany?

damn it!

what happened?

Germani! Cut off the communication, you are illegally hacking the NCAA's communication. Luke's urgent voice came from the phone.

This man is as honest as ever.

Germany sighed: Is there something wrong with Mars?

Yes, but we have notified the NCAA's ground command center. Luke spoke very quickly, They have launched a spare spacecraft and are ready to take us home.

You interrupt the signal!

This man is still dreaming!

Germany's eyes were moist: There will be no rescue.

In fact, the NCAA has not released information about the failure of the Mars.

Her short sentence seemed to break the calm on Mars.

There was a heated argument on the phone.

I said earlier that the NCAA has not launched any rescue plan, otherwise it would not have blocked our signal.

Captain, I have two wives and five children. I don't want to die in space.

Damn Jim, when I return to Earth, I must expose his conspiracy.

Germany, are you still there? Luke on the other side of the phone seemed to have noticed something strange.

Germany: I'm here.

Is everything you said true? Luke reconfirmed.

Germani stroked the fluffy and fluffy hair of his youngest son: It's all true, I would swear on little Jimmy.

Luke's calm voice came from the phone: Well, there is a suitcase in the closet in the bedroom, and there is a note in the second interlayer of the suitcase. On the note, there is a phone number written.

You dial that number and give him the recording.

I know, you must have recorded the call.

Is it right?

The man remained calm as usual.

Germani nodded heavily: Yes, I turned on the recording device before answering the call.