The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 792 Dark under the lamp

In a secluded private room

"All suspicious personnel have been detained, and the corresponding tags are in place. However, some personnel still need to be investigated twice before they can be dispatched for tracking, in order to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation." After gathering information from all parties, Yue Ying temporarily put away her communication device and reported to her superior.

"I think the screening is pretty much done. The fish we wanted to catch have already swum out, and the really important ones have probably all left. Even if there are any left with records here, they can't escape. We can investigate them slowly later." It's better to keep a close eye on those escaped bait; maybe we can trace them back to their source. The person on the other side raised their head and said.

He is Pan Ze, a major in the Third Army Corps, and belongs to the Third Army Corps' special operations team along with Zong Ting.

Among the soldiers, the other man was a rare find—fair-skinned, slender, and with a youthful face, appearing to be only in his early twenties. However, judging from his expression and eyes, his actual age was definitely much older.

In front of him stood dozens of projected images, each one rapidly flowing, with text and images appearing simultaneously.

If someone were nearby, they would likely notice that these images contain information about so-and-so, and in a multi-dimensional way, such as a brief biography, honors received, recent whereabouts records, and even some financial flow information. Many of these pieces of information are highlighted with different colors according to their importance.

Each page was viewed quickly, with large sections of color-coded text information being extracted, simplified, reduced, and compiled into thin strips. These strips were then categorized and archived before being re-introduced into new information archives.

However, although Pan Ze said it was about the same, his hands moved quickly, focusing his mental energy into his eyes to avoid missing any possible abnormal information.

"This is a necessary routine check," the young military officer, sitting upright in the center, said calmly, his attitude unreadable.

Compared to his two colleagues who were responsible for tracking and screening, the young officer in charge seemed much more "relaxed," but in reality, he was not at all at ease.

As one of the key figures in charge of this operation dispatched by the Third Legion, Zong Ting possessed far more information and intelligence than anyone else. In fact—it could be said that only he knew just how risky and extraordinary this operation was.

Every step taken on the high ropes of the cliff was fraught with danger; one wrong step could lead to a series of disastrous consequences, and the pressure they faced was immense. Even Zong Ting, who was naturally calm and composed despite his experience of many trials, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when the gates were opened. The bloodied and mangled palms on his back were undeniable proof of this.

They weathered the layers upon layers of traps, the power struggles among those in power, and the aftershocks of the storm. While they didn't escape unscathed, they at least held their ground. What happens next depends on the intentions of those truly in control.

His mission would be accomplished if he could safely return "that thing" after the storm had passed.

Apart from that, everything that happened today can only be described as the aftershocks of a storm, which dissipated after it passed without leaving any trace.

He hadn't expected such a feint to uncover so much "dirty stuff." The other side must have known perfectly well that they had achieved their intended goal, hence their hasty retreat without even cleaning up the mess. A dark shadow crossed the young man's eyes. Although it wasn't within his jurisdiction, there were far too many incompetent officials at the top, having been infiltrated without even realizing it.

Now that the incident has occurred, the frantic cleanup is hardly surprising; it would be hard to believe there weren't those who stirred things up. They're painstakingly cleaning up today, but who knows if they're just preparing for a future facade of peace?

This only treats the symptoms, not the root cause.
"Those guys are really cunning. Even with all our precautions, we can't catch them. They probably have a backup plan." Pan Ze looked up from the massive information processing terminal and asked his superior in front of him.

The young officer did not respond again, but only said, "Let's speed up the finishing touches."

Zong Tingxian exuded an air of authority. The two men, who had previously displayed a hint of curiosity and suspicion, instantly straightened their faces and focused intently on the task at hand. After an unknown amount of time, everyone in the private room continued their tasks, not letting their guard down despite the commotion subsiding—in fact, they were even more vigilant than before. After all, they knew better than anyone that the one truly stirring up trouble behind the scenes had yet to reveal even a trace of their true identity.

"There will be designated personnel to escort me to this matter. I am unaware of this and have not received any further instructions. Yes—" Suddenly, the young officer's calm voice revealed a hint of surprise: "That's how it should be. This was also due to our oversight, fortunately without any unexpected trouble." Otherwise, forget about any plan; the entire military and political upper echelons would probably have been razed to the ground by that furious man.

Zong Ting calmly ended the communication and, meeting the slightly shifty yet unbearable gazes of his colleagues, said, "It's Lieutenant General Xu Yan."

Upon hearing this, both Yue Ying and Pan Ze looked surprised and somewhat taken aback. This person would actually take the initiative to contact the Zongting?!

The other party is the executor of another part of this operation, and the matters he is responsible for and coordinates are different from those of the Zongting branch.

This operation was clearly top secret within the upper echelons; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to catch any fish. To ensure the plan's smooth execution, several teams were mobilized, each carrying different intelligence and information. This way, even if something went wrong or was leaked, the entire operation wouldn't be a complete failure, and the entire operation would be flexibly controlled by the upper echelons through segmented operations.

Therefore, theoretically, Xu Yan should not and had no need to contact Zongting unless there were special circumstances. Neither side were reckless rookies; they were aware of the unspoken rules. So—

Is this a special case? Or have they discovered something? Yue Ying and Pan Ze exchanged a glance.

The young man seemed to read their minds and shook his head: "I suppose so. Commander Zhou's only son was unexpectedly involved in the operation. When the other man received the news, he was worried and mobilized nearby garrison troops to pick him up. Lieutenant General Xu Yan, fearing trouble, has notified all the checkpoints and waterways to open their access so that they can leave as soon as possible."

Commander Zhou's only son is truly insane; how could he dare invite someone like that? He let him in without a word. Having served in the team for many years, Pan Yue and his companion were quite knowledgeable and couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

Zong Ting remained calm, clearly having accepted the fact that it was already a done deal.

Indeed, it's pointless to worry about it now. This was an accident. Zhou Xiuwen entered using a different identity, and those above him, acting out of self-interest, didn't consult with Commander Zhou, which led to this mistake. Fortunately, Zhou Xiuwen wasn't injured in today's chaos.

Commander Zhou did not pursue the matter, or at least did not hold them accountable.

The crisis has been temporarily averted, and the reinforcements are almost here. Now there's only one thing left to do.

Zong Ting's gaze fell on the metal box wrapped in layers in front of him, and he lifted the last layer of cover.

"—" The young man, who had maintained a calm demeanor since the start of the operation, suddenly had his pupils dilate violently, his fingertips tightened, and the hard metal box made a slight twisting sound.

The plate that had been placed in the center suddenly stopped vibrating slightly, as if it had run out of energy, and remained as quiet as if nothing had happened.

There's no mistake, the master key tape is indeed resonating, and just now—the key fragment was nearby, within the resonance range.

In the distance, already out of sight, Jiang Hui, about to enter the jump channel, glanced back at something as if sensing something, but all she saw was darkness. They had just completely left the airspace of Moonfall Star.