Fake hair balls as undercover

The mission letters received by Al and the others often have unknown parts marked with question marks, sometimes the name of the trapped person, sometimes the species, and sometimes the planet they belong to.These missing data require further investigation and collection by themselves.

However, they have never seen data go from existence to non-existence.

"I'm pretty sure that Noka's species just now is a griffin, which belongs to the planet Babylon." Moss directly abbreviated the complicated name, "So, what's the situation, temporarily correcting the mistake?"

The question mark on the screen is still a question mark, and no administrator has come out to send them a reissue notice.

"Susanna, the system is broken?" Al frowned, and after two or three seconds passed, the question mark on the message still hadn't recovered.

Suzanne started to check the system after Moss panicked, and after confirming that the question mark was not a program failure, she immediately sent a brief question to the mission release port.

Responses were exceptionally quick.

——Acquired the latest news, not a griffin, unable to determine the attribution.

"So, only the name is correct?" Susanna stared at the long list of names, thinking that this little girl must have many nicknames, "Why did her parents choose such a name?"

Nourura Matis Manlilinka, Al never knew that the name of a rare beast could be so long, and this obviously did not include the parents' surnames.

"Maybe it's a unique belief, like Nourula is her father, Mathis is her mother, and she's actually called Manlilinka," Moss said.

"Then the first two names must be only a small part of her parents' names." Suzanne was helpless about such guesses, and they couldn't confirm anything except the names.

The Aquamarine Library contains almost all rare beasts. Even if it is impossible to determine the ownership of Noka, it should not be a big problem to determine what species she belongs to.

However, in the transition from "griffin" to a question mark, they can only determine that Noka is a baby who looks very similar to a griffin cub.

"After all, she is only one year old." Moss accepted this explanation and spread his hands, "It looks like a one-year-old baby, who knows if it will grow up to be a Tumonti or a Sensei cat?"

Al rolled his eyes at him mercilessly, and stroked Coco's white fur. The kitten squatting on one side rubbed against Al's stroking, and pushed Moss back three feet. .

This well-behaved kitten has been waiting for Suzanne to nurse and drink after eating, meowing softly from time to time, and finally waiting for someone to take care of it.

Al looked at Moss who moved away and sat in the corner with disgust, and rubbed Coco's big face.

Although it has been a long time since I have had such a pleasant and relaxing holiday, when the task comes, I still have to complete it quickly and carefully.This is to rescue more rare beasts who yearn for freedom but are imprisoned.

He said, "Let's go in the afternoon. There is a baby waiting for us."

The exterior of the Chuck was changed to army green, and even decorated with countless starfish according to Moss' preferences.

"I don't quite understand your love for starfish." Al sat outside the store in the waiting area, watching the Chuck enter the waiting queue in the distance, and was looked up by people who came and went, "It can't be eaten .”

"Don't judge the value of something by whether it can be eaten or not." Moss handed him the drinking water in his hand, "And I'm a cartoon starfish, okay? Starfish will be less dull!"

"But, super conspicuous," Al said.

The ordinary and popular army green is painted with orange starfish, which looks very tasteless. Everyone who passes by the Chuck can’t help but look at those orange starfish twisting under the coating. move.

Yes, Moss also chose a starfish that crawls regularly.

Al decided that he would never be allowed to refit alone in the future. Whether it was military green or starfish, Al felt so painful that he wanted to jump ship.

If he came to a slightly larger transit station, he would definitely order the modified spray paint from the spaceship shop himself. However, their first stop was at the crossing port far away from the bustling planet.

The harbor is so desolate that no serious development has been carried out. Only the transfer station area can see crowded passengers and original shops. The isolation cover that protects this area from the harsh external weather can be seen when you look up.

The harbor is very small, and it still retains its former name, but it is not surrounded by oceans. It is probably the poorest and most miserable transit point of the Freedom Federation, but it is also extremely congested.

"Why did the inspection take so long?" Al didn't like to stay in the transfer station for too long. The Star Express had cast a great shadow on him before, and he was afraid that he would meet the ubiquitous deliverymen again in this desolate land.

"I don't know." Moss looked at the queue of the Chuck, as if he hadn't moved for a long time, "I'll go and see."

Spaceships that want to pass through the transfer station must pass the scanning checkpoint set by the Freedom Federation. Large weapons must be reported, and small weapons must be handed over as appropriate. Except for the repair equipment that can be equipped with each spaceship according to the specifications, they cannot pass the inspection.

Generally speaking, for a commercial spaceship like the Chuck, it only takes 5 minutes at the slowest time to pass that checkpoint, and then Al and Moss can leave this ghost place as long as they pass the inspector's inquiry.

However, Moss approached the passengers standing and chatting in front, and heard an uncle who was also waiting for inspection say: "Wait a little longer, it's not that fast."

Moss had a smile on his face, and leaned over to ask for details, "What's the matter, sir, is there something wrong in front?

"No, no, no." The uncle shook his head, his face full of helplessness, "Major General Kadi personally inspected the front, and the new inspector took office, so naturally some new policies will be introduced."

Moss, who was still smiling just now, froze instantly.

Cardi...Major General Cardi, among the more than 300 major generals in the Free Federation, there is only one Cardi.

The one who fought Al in Dragon's Castle!

"What to do, what to do, what to do!" Moss spun anxiously in front of Al, "Did he do it on purpose, did he find out, did he want to arrest you!"

Al directly searched the Internet for news related to Cadillac, and found that after the night of Sensai's battle, the gossip news that was keen to capture the major general's novelty and hobbies had stagnated.

So he chose to contact Suzanne, who had a cat at home.

"Wait a minute." Suzanne was playing a running game with Coco. It was obviously impossible for her human form to run past a four-legged kitten. She brushed her long hair on her forehead and immediately searched for information about Kadi.

The day before yesterday, Major General Kadi was sent to Marina Bay by a transfer order, which was about to be dispatched to the frontier. Unless there were special circumstances, he was not allowed to leave his post for three years.

This is a decision similar to punishment, and it is only circulated within the military department. Even in the column of whether the information is released or not, the president personally checked "never publish".

"Should this be regarded as his bad luck or our bad luck?" Moss didn't know what the group of federal bosses were thinking all day long, "Why can't they stay in the post for inspection, and wait for the monarch of the empire to complete the request before issuing the distribution!"

Suzanne sat on the ground, and Ke Ke immediately got down and rubbed her.She said: "Cardi is also the president's in-laws. At this critical moment, we must deal with it first to avoid being attacked by the military. This kind of painless assignment to the frontier is much better than dismissal and demotion. If you are lucky , Kadi does not have to bear any responsibility for causing conflicts between the two countries."

Some people on the top just held it high and lightly, and replaced it with other generals who dared to rush into the empire's territory and fire. Basically, they would be dismissed without any hope of future. However, he was the only one in the entire Federation who could do such a crazy thing.

The long wait for the inspection became more and more difficult for Al and the others. Finally, when it was Chuck's turn to pass the inspection, Moss discovered the direct cause of the queue congestion.

The crossing port has more scanning equipment than other transit stations. In addition to the conventional biological and weapon detection equipment, an analyzer for testing the modification of the spaceship and a passenger scanning door have also been added.

It takes a long time for the analyzer to determine the modification status of the spacecraft, which takes about 10 minutes.

For the past 10 minutes, Moss has been staring at the instrument next to him, measuring whether there is any abnormality in the beating data on it.

Then, the analyzer turned on a green light.

Moss is quite satisfied with the modification of the Chuck, which is absolutely in line with international standards. Any country's inspections can't find any faults, but the passengers pass through the scanning door, which makes him frown.

Passenger security checks at the transfer station are often carried out when they enter the station. When they drive the spaceship into the transfer station to plan the course, countless security scans have already seen them through.

It can be said that installing a separate scanning door at the exit is completely superfluous, and judging by its size, it does not require the passage of cosmic giants such as Tossa and Anaknu.

Only travelers of human size are detected.

If it wasn't for the video surveillance installed nearby, he would definitely ask: Will this thing be different from other scans, it can directly analyze the shape-changing monsters!

He didn't say anything, though, and Al gave him an elbow to keep him calm.

The technology that can analyze the difference between fierce beasts and humans through scanning has not yet been born, and it is impossible for them to encounter such bizarre equipment.

Under Al's forceful push, Moss quickly walked over pretending to be calm.

"Next." The lazy inspectors didn't stand up and let Moss pass directly.

Obviously, this thing is useless, at least Moss tested it himself, and it is safe and harmless.

Al walked past without a bell ringing or a flashing light, as if the scanning door was just to check passengers for weapons.

"Next." The inspector also sat down and allowed Al to pass.

Suddenly, the door of the closed office behind him opened.

A young man with long red hair came out. Even if he didn’t need to explain it, Al knew it was a cardi, because the uniform of the general of the Freedom Federation was dark blue, with a separate standard, and the uniform of the Federation was hung on his shoulders. Signet.

He said, "Wait a minute."