I don't have a system but I have a hammer

That's right, this so-called blind detective is not just a simple mercenary leader, he is actually a human trafficker who specializes in providing unadopted children for the rich and powerful to obtain huge rewards!

Damn, whipping corpses is not enough to reduce the fire!

I curled my lip, and continued to search for other messages in the communicator...

However, before I could continue reading, there was movement in the headset...

"No. [-]? Is it a member of No. [-]? The headquarters sent us to pick you up!"

Glancing at the helicopter, I smiled and waved, and pointed to the return cabin, indicating to wait for a while...

Then I re-entered the damaged return capsule and took out the tactical backpack...

Oh shit…

Looking at the scorched tactical backpack, my face also darkened...

According to my estimation, the booby trap originally installed at the hatch could not blow up the tactical backpack inside at all, but I ignored that the enemy also had bombs in his hands, which caused the entire outer skin of the backpack to rupture...

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to take the broken backpack with me. After all, it can still be used after repairing the appearance, and it is a comrade-in-arms who went to the sky with me.

Carrying a tactical backpack, I looked at the rescue ropes descending from above my head, and climbed up directly...

After entering the cabin, the first person I saw was the assistant to the person in charge who had met a few times at the No. [-] base station, and behind him stood a big man in military uniform...

After seeing me coming up, the big man nodded to me in respect, while the assistant put down the microcomputer in his hand, put on a smile, and took out a bottle of water from the backpack next to the seat and handed it over...

"Mr. Seven, you have worked hard on this journey, but I have to trouble you to do a cosmic radiation test first. After confirming that there is no problem, we will return to the base... You know, this is a normal process..."

I smiled and nodded to express my understanding. After receiving the water, I found a seat at random and sat down...

"Oh, it's okay, it should be like this according to the normal process, when will it start?"

The assistant smiled and looked at the big man beside him...

"Get Mr. Seven a protective suit..."

After that, he turned his head and knocked on the cabin door again...

"Go to the radiation isolation zone!"

Seeing that the plane had changed its course, he enthusiastically raised his hand to me...

"It doesn't feel good to go through the atmosphere, drink your water first, I'll ask someone to recover the return capsule, and clean up all the dead bodies in the sea..."

After all, he gave instructions to the communicator, looking very busy...

And the big man handed over a protective suit, with an excited smile on his face as if seeing a hero...

"Please take off your coat first... By the way, we have to carry out radiation protection for the things you bring down from space. We will store them in a while... Just put them here... If you are sure there is no problem, you can take them away at any time..."

While talking, he took out a metal box from behind and placed it on the seat beside me...

I nodded to express my understanding, and slowly took off the clothes on my body, and put all the moon soil, Brother Hammer, and the communicator I brought back into the tactical backpack, and then handed it to the big man...

"You can't fit in this small box, so just wrap it in a protective suit, it will save trouble!"

The big man agreed with a smile, took the tactical backpack, wrapped it up according to my instructions, and then entered the tail compartment...

Watching him leave, I put on protective clothing, picked up water and took a sip...

Uh...it's ordinary water, I'm a little disappointed, I thought I could drink some high-end special water...

Seeing that the big man had returned, I handed him the empty box, feeling a little emotional in my heart...

Alas, speaking of which, I didn't sleep well last night, and I did some intense exercise just now, so I'm a little sleepy now...

Glancing at the assistant who was busy, I leaned lazily on the seat, turned my head to look out the window, and suddenly found that we had left the ocean and entered a dense jungle, so I casually asked...

"Is the person in charge okay?"

The assistant was taken aback when he heard the words, and nodded with a smile...

"Now the domestic situation is much better than before, but the manpower is not enough..."

I rubbed the sore corners of my eyes, and casually replied...

"That's really hard work for you, you still have to find time to pick me up in your busy schedule..."

The assistant put down the communicator and shook his head politely...

"Actually, it's not too hard. On the one hand, it's because of the confidentiality work, and on the other hand, I was sent here because I had several experience in escorting astronauts before, right..."

Seemingly seeing my prosthetic limb, he paused with thought in his eyes, and opened his mouth to remind...

"Please take off the prosthesis too, this thing will also undergo radiation testing..."

I patted my face lightly to dissipate the sleepiness in my mind, then smiled and raised my prosthetic limb...

"You want this?"

The assistant nodded with a smile. Just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed, because at this moment, he saw my activated wrist cannon...

"Seven... Mr. Seven, what do you want to do!"

The big man also reacted immediately, and was about to take out his pistol to fight back, but was immediately interrupted by me with a cold snort...

"You try it? See if I can explode his cute little head!"

After hearing my threat, the big man's expression froze, he glanced at the silent assistant, and finally had no choice but to compromise...

Interestingly, the assistant returned to his previous calm after a short period of suspicion, still smiling, as if he didn't pay attention to the wrist gun at all...

"Mr. Seven, there seems to be some misunderstanding between us, if you have any questions, you can..."

I held back the drowsiness in my brain, and interrupted his words with a straightforward wave of my hand, with sarcasm...

"Y-Hydroxybutyric acid is a colorless and odorless central depressant that is easily soluble in water and alcohol... I wonder if you have heard of this thing?"

Ignoring the shock in the assistant's eyes, I shook the water bottle in my hand and sighed heavily...

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be a member of the Strange People Gang. If I drink two more sips of this bottle of water, I'm afraid I'll lose consciousness right away? Okay... tell me, where are the other members of the Strange People Gang?"

To my disappointment, after hearing my words, the assistant just shook his head solemnly...

"You are wrong, I am not a member of the Strange People Gang, but I was instructed by my superiors to arrest you..."