The Vow of Silver Dawn

Half an hour later, the square taxi flying boats drove along the dense traffic into the most prosperous area of ​​the star, looked down from the car, and saw What is more brilliant than the Star River, thousands of flying boats move in an orderly way along the air trajectory, sending densely packed people to their destinations.

"This is the real prosperous civilization." Sean sat in the car with emotion.

Compared with the green light that I saw not long ago, this city is undoubtedly less glitz. There are neither tall buildings that can support both heaven and earth nor the neon lights that envelope the entire city. . But the prosperity at the foot is better than the truth. It is not a face-saving project that gathers the wealth of the entire planet on a whim by a certain authority, but is built on the basis of real manpower and wealth.

And there are more than ten cities like [Xia Jing] on [Kun]! There are several satellite cities around each big city, which are connected with each other by an extremely developed logistics network, and the whole planet is like one.

Also located in a remote area on the edge of the Milky Way, Heaven System and Bergamo are really as different as Heaven and Earth, and this also makes Sean's goodwill for this place alive.

Sean said: “Although there are many references to the prosperity and prosperity of this place in the information, it is more touching if you see it with your own eyes.”

Mostema said: “So you have to read the book, But you can't write it all, you have to do it more personally."

"Yes." Sean responded seriously.

In the master and disciple dialogue, the R2X7 in the driver's seat made a series of electronic sounds. Sean was a little surprised and said, "Is there already? Oh, over there? Master, look! "

Following the direction of Sean's finger, Mostema saw a green hills and clear water in the bustling steel forest, which was particularly eye-catching.

It is a sky garden built on top of a high-rise building, but it is very large in scale. The lush green plants stretch all the way beyond the edge of the building. The gorgeous flowers are dotted among the branches and leaves of the trees, and among the green bushes, even There is a trickle stream, which turns into a waterfall and flows down.

"This is the tasteful bar you recommend? Many thanks!" Sean gave the robot a thumbs up, and the latter responded with a cheerful electronic tone, indicating that the fare can be discounted.

After a while, the flying boat stopped outside a wooden platform at the edge of the forest. Sean paid the discounted fare and walked to the platform with the Master. After the flying boat whizzed and left, two young men and women dressed in black and white waiter costumes walked over and greeted the visitors respectfully in Qiankun language.

Mostema walked ahead and asked for a private room in fluent Qiankun language. At the same time, Sean stepped forward and quietly sent a few valuable Qiankun coins into the hands of the waiter, making the two young The smiles of men and women became more sincere.

Under the effect of Qiankun Coin, the master and disciple quickly got the private room they wanted without making an appointment. Sean randomly ordered three or four kinds of Xia Jing special drinks and snacks included in the private rooms. When the waiter left, he first set up a plate for the Master before each minding their own business to eat and drink.

Mostema was unhurried to enjoy, and was silent for a while, as if lost in meditation.

After a while, Sean was about to add two supper, when he heard a knock on the door outside.

Sean immediately condensed his mind and his eyes became sharp.

The main show should be staged.

Mostema didn’t panic, said with a smile: "Come in."

What came in was an unsightly Togruta waiter with a piece of silk in his hand. The cloth note, with an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry to bother you, this is what the gentleman in the private room next door asked me to give you."

Mostema nodded, took the note and stuffed a coin in the past, but The waiter smiled and pushed him back: "It's not allowed here, sorry."

Mostema was taken aback for a moment, but didn't insist, took the coin, picked up the note, and fell into thought.

Sean looked at the coins recovered by the Master with interest, and then walked behind the Master, and saw neatly written on the white silk cloth: "Envoys of the Republic, please come to [Golden Scales] "Sy."

Sean couldn't help but frowned: "How weird, this is really a contact person?"

Mostema said: "It may also be the Qiankun Group, but in any case, meet It’s always necessary. Since we are here just and honorable, we don’t have to avoid anything deliberately."

After that, Master Jedi got up and walked. She walked very fast. Came to the "Golden Scale" room. Pushing the door open, I saw a tall man wearing black clothed sitting on the sofa with a self-depressing panic. After seeing Mostema, he obviously became more nervous and his voice appeared sharp.

"It's a great honor to meet you, messengers from the Republic. I never thought that the two came so quickly..."

Mostema said: "Because the later you come, the farther you are from the truth. Mr. Nan Qianyu."

At the same time, Sean also locked this person's information in his mind.

The vice president of [Nan Ming Capital], a subsidiary of Qiankun Group, and the younger brother of Nan Heli, Nan Qianyu.

As the son of the galactic giant Nan Family, Nan Qianyu’s biggest characteristic is mediocrity: talent, character, and perseverance are all mediocre, with two rays of light ten thousand zhang’s big brother Nan Heli and Nan Yujin In contrast, he has been transparent since he was a child, and he does not play a substantial role in Nanming Capital, and only enjoys dividends. Regarding his information, both the Republic and within the Heaven System are pitiful.

Unexpectedly, at this time, he, as the representative of the Avengers, met with Jedi master and disciple...Is there no one in the South?

Sean is quite suspicious, but at this time the person in charge of the dialogue is the Master, so it is inconvenient to speak more.

After a simple greeting, Nan Qianyu can’t wait to get into the topic: "This time my brother was killed, the group’s publicly announced reasons believe you have seen it, but I still don’t think it will be an accident! He It must have been murdered!"

Mostema said unhurried, but stared at a gorgeous pattern on Nan Qianyu's chest, and then remained silent.

Nan Qianyu was stunned for a while, and a little embarrassed, he reached out his hand to remove the ornamentation and put it on the table: "Sorry, as you can see, this is a simple recording device. Something happened recently. , Makes me a little nervous. I usually carry it with me and keep it on. I will close it."

Seeing Nan Qianyu’s calm attitude, Mostema didn’t think it’s okay: "It’s okay, just When the memorandum witnessed by both parties is good. First of all, I want to confirm that the person asking for help from the Republic is indeed Mr. Nan Qianyu, right?"

Nan Qianyu said: "You can say so After the death of the big brother, I will be the representative of the Nan family."

Mostema asked, "Where is Mr. Nan Yujin?"

"The second brother has always been concerned about family matters I don’t care about it, probably because the big brother was destined to inherit the family business since he was a child..." Nan Qianyu was obviously not interested in this topic, so he quickly skipped it, "Anyway, now I can talk to the messenger of the Republic on behalf of the Nan family. ! On the other hand, I want to confirm that the two are indeed Jedi Knights, right?"

Sean took the lead and raised his hand while looking at the chestpiece: "I'm just Padawan."

Mostema raised his hand and pulled a bunch of blooming flowers in the corner vase of the private room in front of him, flicks with the finger, and the petals fell in all directions.

This seemingly simple method actually contains an extremely delicate use of force. Although for most Jedi, this kind of dazzling performance is like juggling, for many people who don't know Jedi and force, this simple and intuitive ability is the most efficient proof of identity.

Sure enough, Nan Qianyu’s breathing became heavier when he saw Mostema’s quick-flicking power, "The legend is really true! force omnipotent!"

Mostema hearing this He frowned: "Do you know force?"

Nan Qianyu said: "No, it's not me. I know almost nothing about force. In my impression, the so-called force is probably the omnipotent lightsaber. sword technique, and folktales about your Jedi using force to destroy the galaxy."

The Jedi have long been accustomed to these out-and-out misunderstandings, and many people in closed environments are right. Force has its own unrealistic legends and fantasy, and this Nan Qianyu is obviously no exception.

But now is not a good time to correct him, Mostema is just nodded and motions Nan Qianyu to continue.

"The person who has studied force is my big brother."

"He has been very knowledgeable since he was a child, and he is curious about everything, especially the affairs of the Republic, so he Only then will he continue to communicate with you, borrow a lot of materials from the Republic, and study force as if drunk and stupefied......"

"However, he himself clearly doesn’t have any aptitude. In his words, even force Sensitive people are not counted. This kind of people don’t manage such big family business, but they want to study the force of illusory, which really makes people confused."

Nan Qianyu’s words seem a bit fragmented. But Jedi master and disciple listened and thought very carefully.

"Of course, the big brother is brimming over with talent, while distracting, while also allowing the family capital to flourish. People like me who are waiting for dividends have nothing to complain about." Nan Qianyu laughed to himself. , But then his face became serious, "But now he is dead."

Mostema asked: "Do you think his death is related to force research?"

Nan Qianyu said: “It’s not that I think, but the great himself feels the same way! He had already started to behave abnormally before he died! The company’s affairs were left alone, and the internal regular meetings were absent for five consecutive times. The whole person’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit are so bad that they locked themselves in a remote manor, as if hiding from who!"

Mostema said: "What is the relationship between this and force? "

"The big brother has the habit of keeping a diary. After he died, I looked at his remains and there is a very puzzling passage in it." Nan Qianyu said.

"I have known for a long time that getting involved in this kind of taboo research will kill myself one day. I hope I can turn back, but this is undoubtedly a luxury."

"Two days after this statement, the big brother was found dead in his own manor. The manor is located in the asteroid belt and has a hidden location. There is a satellite Defensive Array on the periphery. The manor is also guarded by professional security forces around the clock. The big brother obviously had a foreboding that someone was going to kill him, but unfortunately, he died in the end."

Mostema looked at Nan Qianyu seriously and asked, "So you actually suspect Jedi? "

"I..." Facing Mostema's gaze, Nan Qianyu suddenly felt a dry throat, and he didn't even dare to look at him again.

He took a breath and poured himself a glass of wine from the bottle at the table—just the size of a finger—and drank it in one mouthful. The strong alcohol immediately gave him the courage to speak.

"I do doubt you, I think this is a reasonable judgment based on reality. I don't know anything about force, and my knowledge of Jedi is limited to legends, but the big brother is indeed because of force. You can't get away from studying and die based on this! What's more, the big brother obviously has such a good relationship with the Republic, but he hides alone when he anticipates a crisis and does not ask the Republic for help. This makes no sense!"

Mostema said: "But you asked Jedi for help on behalf of your family."

Nan Qianyu said: "After all, in the entire galaxy, the one who knows the most about force is you. No matter the murderer is It's not you. I want to see with my own eyes what the person in charge of force looks like."

Mostema asked: "Now you see it, do you still think we are the murderers?"

Nan Qianyu was silent for a long time before he said: "I don't know, I am not a big brother. I don't know anything about Force and Jedi. Even if I talk to you face to face, I don't know what you are thinking. Facts. I was surprised that you came to Xia Jing so just and honorable. I thought you would not come."

Mostema pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Nan Heli is always An important member of the Republic, his accidental death is full of strangeness, so we will come to investigate the truth personally. Mr. Nan Qianyu, I understand the panic in your heart, but now you need to calm down and think about it all rationally. "

Following Mostema's words, Nan Qianyu's tense nerves gradually eased, he poured himself a glass of wine, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Yes, I should calm down... …"

Mostema laughed and said: "I heard that Heaven System has two very distinctive regional cultures. One is to be vigilant against outsiders. In the past countless years, you have always had a strong feeling for outsiders. Distrust, this is also one of the important reasons why you are separated from the Republic; second: all barriers can be broken at the wine table, as long as you drink happily, anyone can become a friend."

Said, Mostema picked up the bottle and poured himself a full glass, but it was a standard white water glass.