Rarity: SSS [Interstellar]

"Zhao Yanchuan, can I ask you where you have been these past ten days?"

In the building of the Capital Star Alliance Affairs Committee, the chairman sat at his desk and looked at Zhao Yanchuan expressionlessly.

Zhao Yanchuan had a bandage on his arm, and a piece of hair on his head was shaved off. He argued with an aggrieved face, "Chairman, I..."

"What's the matter with you?" The chairman interrupted him impatiently, "Let me ask what's the matter with you? Have you been robbed by the star thief or stopped by the empire? It took you more than ten days to ask you to get information."

"I..." Zhao Yanchuan moved his right hand subconsciously, and immediately grinned in pain, "Chairman, didn't I fall down the mountain and broke my arm?"

"You fell down the mountain? Come on, tell me, how did you get the information up the mountain?"

"I..." Zhao Yanchuan was speechless, and the corners of his mouth murmured, "I..."

"Come on, let me tell you. You took the money I gave you to go on a public trip, and you traveled around the mountains and water, can you not suffer retribution?" The chairman slapped the table, "You He deserves to die at the foot of the mountain."

Zhao Yanchuan took two steps back and nodded frequently: "Yes, yes, I deserve to die."

The chairman squeezed the space between his brows, and said helplessly, "You better really think so. ——Have you heard about D-06?"

"D-06? What's the matter?"

The Chairman was surprised to see the unfaltering puzzlement on his face, couldn't help feeling angry from the heart, stood up and walked around him: "Zhao Yanchuan!"

This name really squeezed out from between his teeth. If it really came true, the Chairman would like to throw him into his mouth, chew it, and then spit it into the trash can to relieve his anger: "Zhao—yan—— Chuan! You, you, I think this fall not only broke your arm, but also your brain. The whole galaxy knows what you are asking me now? Why don’t you come to the committee this afternoon? Take good care of your arms at home."

"Chairman, Chairman, calm down." Zhao Yanchuan dragged himself to the table and poured a glass of water for the chairman with his left hand, "It's not that I can't receive the signal in the mountains, and I'll come to you as soon as I come out." Well, I really don't have time to see what happened, you tell me tell me."

"Okay, let me tell you." The chairman slapped his hand away bitterly, pulled out a paper newspaper from the table, and threw it to Zhao Yanchuan, "Don't you want to know what happened? Show you !"

Zhao Yanchuan took the newspaper, and the big words on the newspaper came into view.

The chairman continued from the side: "Now the entire alliance, no, the entire galaxy is watching how we deal with D-06 star. If we don't handle it well, not only will we be at a disadvantage on the side of the empire, but even the alliance will be messed up. "

"Chairman, this..." Zhao Yanchuan glanced at the front page of the newspaper, looked up, and the shock in his eyes was about to flow out, "This... what should I do?"

"What should I do? What should I do? I've been thinking about it in my dreams for the past few days, but you have lost the chain at a critical time, and you can't even find someone." Pulled out of my mind, "What do you say?"

Zhao Yanchuan closed the newspaper with sharp eyes: "Look for the military department and let them call back."

"You pretend I haven't looked for it? If the military department is so easy to please move, my hair won't fall out so fast." The chairman sighed, went back to the desk and sat down.

"Impossible, they can't watch D-06 stand alone."

"Why not?"

"D-06 is Ji Xifeng's personal..." Under the gaze of the Chairman, Zhao Yanchuan finally said the whole sentence, "Property."

The chairman stared at Zhao Yanchuan and said, "Zhao Yanchuan, I think you are itchy. D-06 has always been state property, but it was kept by him at the beginning. Did you hear this clearly?"

"Listen, listen clearly."

"The military department hates that we took back the D-06 star and didn't give them face. Now they are unwilling to come forward to solve it. They only let us dispatch government forces to solve it, but we don't have any troops that can fight."

The government has a small group of armed forces at its disposal, but this part of the armed forces cannot use weapons of mass destruction and cannot have a formal organization.Although there are so many restrictions, the subsidies for these armed personnel are very high, and they basically have no combat missions, so they are serious and fat jobs.Over the years, the government armed forces have already become relatives of government officials, without any combat training at all, and now they are simply unable to take action.

"The D-06 star is too small, and it is of little value to them. Now that the people are looking at us instead of the army, we can't force them to send troops."

"The law stipulates that the alliance army has the responsibility to defend the alliance." Zhao Yanchuan sat down on the seat with his injured arm lifted.

"Yes, but the military department has delayed this order and has not issued it, and there is nothing we can do about it." The chairman held his head and couldn't help sighing.

"If the matter of D-06 is not handled properly, not only the people of the alliance will lose confidence in us, but the people of the empire will also ridicule us, laughing that we can't even take down a small planet."

"The most important thing is——" the chairman took a sip of the water glass, "If we can't deal with D-06 in a timely and effective manner, then other small planets will follow suit, and they themselves are dissatisfied with the control of the alliance. , it is hard to say that it will not declare independence under such circumstances.”

"That's right, it's really tricky." Zhao Yanchuan also nodded, "And the strategic location of D-06 star is very important. It produces bondage stones, and there are many out-of-control sentries imprisoned on it. The prison will also put pressure on the alliance government. .”

"Yan Chuan," the chairman's tone suddenly softened, "You can talk in the Zhao family, why don't you go directly to the Zhao family for help, I remember someone from the Zhao family worked in the military department, right?" ?”

"Yes..." Zhao Yanshan scratched his hair, "There is one, but..."

"But what?"

"But he is Zhao Yanshan's father."

"Oh——" The chairman nodded meaningfully, "Your brother's father? You offended their family very badly."

Zhao Yanchuan was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, he really offended someone.

Back then, he competed with Zhao Yanshan for the position of heir, and his tricks were not clean. In the end, Zhao Yanchuan ended up being assigned to the Capital Star.His uncle should hate him to death.

Zhao Yanchuan was also self-aware, and said embarrassingly, "I'd say it's better to just go through the process and urge the military to solve the problem as soon as possible."

"Okay, then follow the process to urge them, and remember to ask them to send the most elite troops."

"Yes." Zhao Yanchuan accepted the chairman's task, immediately walked out of the office, stood at the office door and flicked his wrist.

The chairman's secretary walked towards her, and he subconsciously raised his right hand to greet her: "Secretary Zhang, good morning."

The secretary's expression can be said to be surprised: "Mr. Zhao, why are you back?" You must know that she sent countless communication invitations to Zhao Yanchuan before, but she couldn't even receive a single answer.

"Didn't I fall off my arm when I went out to climb a mountain?" Zhao Yanchuan pointed to his arm, "Okay, the chairman has something for me to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Go slowly." The secretary nodded with a smile and watched him walk out of the corridor.Standing at the door of the chairman's office, she frowned again, stretched out her left hand and right hand, and muttered: "Left? Right? Which hand did Mr. Zhao use to greet you just now?"

Zhao Yanchuan walked out of the building of the Alliance Affairs Committee. Instead of going to the military headquarters as planned, he took out a coin from his pocket and threw it in the sky, then caught it again.

"Is it positive or negative?"

He asked himself a question, then stepped on the public transportation that had just stopped, spread his palms, looked at the coin in his hand, and threw it into the cash box on the car.

"Yes." He sat on the seat.

"Mr. Chang, a martini." A woman wearing a top hat sat on a high chair at the bar, the white pigeon on her shoulder cooed and rolled her eyes.

The bar opened a bottle of base wine and chatted with her, "Why is it so early today?"

Karen kicked off the shoes on her feet and rubbed her sore shoulders: "You should ask me why it was so late yesterday. I didn't sleep all night."

"Meet a difficult negotiating partner again?"

"That's right." Karen took a sip of his wine, "Another sentry committed suicide."

"How did the intervention go?"

"Yeah." Karen pondered, "It's not bad. This doesn't exclude my spiritual body. ——Alice's song hasn't finished yet?"

On the stage Alice is singing a song affectionately, shaking her body slowly.Her graceful figure was reflected on the wine glass, like a dancing snake, and her spiritual little snake protruded from her cuffs, wrapped around the microphone pole, and her head bit by bit, also like a beautiful snake.

"No, she is always very serious when she sings this song, and no one is allowed to interrupt at all."

"This song is really strange." Karen drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, "You think so?"

"Everyone says that, but she is still so persistent in singing this song." The bartender took the empty glass, wiped it clean and straightened it up. "However, I met a little girl who said Alice's song was beautiful."

"Hahaha, isn't the little girl deaf?"

"No. She said that Alice's song is very similar to a song she heard when she was a child." The bartender recalled that in the bar in Capital Star, a girl spoke half tentatively and half seriously.

"Impossible." Karen snorted, "I am afraid that anyone who has heard this song will have died long ago."

"Maybe." The bartender shrugged and reached out to click on the latest news on the personal terminal. "It's time for a meeting again. — Tell your pigeons to close the door."