Chapter 130: The box given to Fuling and Chihuan by Marshal Jerry Bradley of Red Star
Chapter 130: The box given to Fuling and Chihuan by Marshal Jerry Bradley of Red Star
Fuling frowned slightly. She was silent for a few seconds, then spoke.
"Mr. Bradley, are you worrying too much? My partner and I are here to work. Even if I'm curious about such a small box, I won't touch it. If you're worried, you can add another layer of protection outside. Or, you can provide me with a compressed space. When we return to Blue Star, can you personally send the activation information of the compressed space to Mr. Xu?"
Bradley frowned and shook his head, "I can't...you reminded me."
Bradley held the box in his hand. "This box, on the way back to the Blue Star Federation, you must not open it, nor store it in the compressed space."
After saying that, Bradley looked at Fuling and Chi Huan with cold eyes and confirmed with them.
"You two understand what I mean?"
Fuling lowered her eyes, not looking at the box in Bradley's hand. She bowed her head respectfully.
Fuling and Chi Huan saluted at the same time and said in unison.
"Understood, Mr. Bradley."
Bradley nodded, opened his palm again, and handed the box to Fuling and Chi Huan.
This time, Fuling stared straight ahead. Chi Huan took the small black metal box from Bradley's hands with both hands and put it into his inner pocket under Bradley's gaze.
Bradley finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of fatigue appeared on his face.
Bradley sat back in his chair and waved his hand, "Go ahead, go to the top floor. Marcy from the police department is waiting for you."
Fuling and Chi Huan saluted Bradley, turned around and left the Marshal's office without saying a word.
The staff took the two to the top floor of the Tuttle Building, where the flight landing point was.
An aircraft symbolizing the Public Police Department was parked there.
Standing next to the aircraft was an elderly man in a police uniform.
Fuling and Chi Huan looked at each other and walked towards the old man.
The old man smiled and said, "Are you Fuling and Chihuan?"
The two nodded, and the old man opened the hatch of the aircraft. "Come in, I'll take you away from the Tuttle Building first. It's too chaotic here. Let's go back to the police station and talk."
After getting on the aircraft, the old man started the aircraft and left the Tuttle Building.
Tuttle was very high, but Fuling and Chi Huan could still see below from the height.
Below was a dense sea of people, covering a wide area. There were very few buildings around the Tuttle Building, and the sea of people stretched for at least three kilometers.
Fuling looked at the situation below in shock.
Setting the auto-flight, the old man sighed.
"Young men, it's not that Marshal Bradley doesn't want to entertain you well, it's just that the situation is too chaotic right now."
Fuling's pupils trembled, and she looked at Chi Huan. Chi Huan's eyes were also filled with shock.
They knew that Red Star was in chaos, but they didn't expect it to become this chaotic.
Fuling's voice trembled as she asked, "Is the Marshal the only one left on Red Planet now? I heard from the staff that the King of Red Planet is dead."
The old man had a complicated expression. "Austin is already dead. This incident itself is his responsibility. After the incident broke out on Red Star, the people immediately rushed into the palace."
The old man smiled bitterly. "It's not my turn as an old man to receive you. It's really that there is chaos everywhere on Red Star right now, and all the police officers are out on duty. I'm old, and the young people won't let me go with them. Too many police officers have been injured in the conflicts in the past two days."
"So, Marshal Bradley sent someone to pick you up, and I'm the only one left. I hope you don't misunderstand him. All his energy right now is used to second supplies and negotiate with the rulers of Fila Star. He really can't take care of you."
The old man glanced at the aircraft's screen and reminded them, "We're about to land. Come with me downstairs to get something to eat. It looks like you've been stuck in the Tuttle Building for a long time."
Fuling hesitated. Was Bradley, who was collaborating with Xu Yanqing, a good person? After King Austin's death, he had barely maintained order on Red Planet. The police were still within the system; they hadn't abandoned their planet. Their departure from the Tuttle Building meant Bradley could also leave from the top floor.
It can even be said that the entire staff in the Tuttle Building can be evacuated from the Tuttle Building.
But Bradley stayed on the 98th floor and refused everyone's chance to leave. What did he want to do?
This is already obvious.
Bradley had no intention of abandoning Red Planet. He was holding on, maintaining the planet's remaining system order. He was also actively seeking solutions to Red Planet's current urgent shortage of supplies.
The people did not lose their minds and rush towards Tuttle immediately. Did they also have a last hope for Bradley?
The old man took the two of them off the aircraft and spoke a few words to resolve Fuling's doubts.
"Austin, driven by profit, disregarded diplomatic relations and swindled a huge amount of money from Fila. Naturally, the rulers of Fila wouldn't let Austin off the hook. Marshal Bradley opened both the national treasury and Austin's private vault, purchased a batch of supplies from the pirates, and hired their transport ships, which are currently being transported to Red Planet."
The old man smiled and took the two people into the police station and arranged for them to rest in the lounge of the police station.
"Our starship station is almost empty now, but there are still a few military outposts. If you want to leave Red Star, you'll need to wait until the outposts return. They're escorting the pirates' transports, and they won't arrive at the starship station until night. I'll go get you something to eat, and you can rest here for a while."
The old man turned to leave when Fuling called him. "Excuse me, what's your name?"
The old man smiled and said, "Just call me Ma Xi. Children, you should have a good rest. There are not many people at the police station right now. There are only old men and women left. In order to avoid scaring them, you should wait here for me to come back."
Masi left and went to cook for the two of them.
Fuling and Chi Huan sat at the small dining table in the lounge, both of them feeling a little complicated.
Fuling, "Tell me, why would someone like Bradley cooperate with Xu Yanqing? What is the purpose of their cooperation?"
Chi Huan's eyes were heavy. He thought for a moment before speaking. "When we leave tonight, we'll leave the Red Star military outreach ship at the transit point on our way to Blue Star. This matter may not be something we can figure out. The only problem I'm aware of right now is this."
Chi Huan patted his chest. In the inner pocket there was the small black metal box that Bradley gave to Xu Yanqing.
Fuling's first reaction was to look around and confirm that there were no surveillance cameras in the lounge.
She narrowed her eyes slightly. "It's not allowed to be placed in the compressed space. Can we understand that the thing in this box is a living being..."
Chi Huan paused and looked at Fuling, waiting for her to continue her analysis.
Fuling's eyes fell on Chi Huan's chest. She was silent for a moment, took out a sturdy military backpack from her compressed space, and handed the backpack to Chi Huan.
"Take that thing out of here. Don't keep it close to your body. The thought that there might be a living thing inside it makes me feel sick."
Chi Huan looked at Fuling in confusion, not understanding why she felt this way.
Fuling narrowed her eyes, looking grim. "Listen to me. Put it in this backpack. Let's look for a sealed box or something and wrap it up again. My intuition tells me it's not a good thing."
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