Chapter 834: Chapter 607: Keep It Safe Until I Return “Sheriff Corbett, do you think…this amount of money could earn me the friendship of the Defense Chief?” The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the NoveI~Fire.net Wang Nuonuo’s tone at this moment was like a little demon, carrying half a temptation, half a counterattack in submission. Corbett finally looked formally at the stunningly beautiful girl in front of him. Beneath her appearance lay a heart that understood the complexities of human nature. He truly underestimated the girl in front of him. If the number really reached ten billion, he believed Defense Chief Clifford would treat this girl like his own daughter. No, closer than his own daughter! However, behind him stood the Gale family, and the pressure from Nigel was always present. For a moment, Corbett’s expression was uncertain. Seeing this, Wang Nuonuo’s heart finally settled down for the most part. If it were Nigel, this hypocritical noble heir, all she could probably do was quietly wait, but the officer in front of her did not have the firm determination of that smiling fox. Now, all that was left was the final weight on the other side of the scale. So, in Corbett’s silent gaze, Wang Nuonuo’s right hand, which was hanging down, suddenly unfolded and raised. A black card quietly clipped between her fair fingers. “Hmm?” Corbett looked up in astonishment. “Respected Sheriff Corbett, this is an anonymous card from the Barnard Star System, containing 1.2 million in funds. It’s from the black market route, with no transaction records. You should understand what this means. I won’t put you in a difficult position—I only need 30 minutes of call time each day.” The girl’s voice made Corbett’s eyes light up. If the other party mentioned tens of millions or a billion on the card, he wouldn’t dare to take it. But just 1.2 million? It was nearly five years of his salary. This was money he could accept safely. So he quickly put on a sincere smile in front of Wang Nuonuo. “Your maturity surpasses your age.” “And the sheriff’s flexibility is admirable.” In the unspoken conversation between the two, the black anonymous bank card finally landed in Corbett’s hand. The sheriff squinted his eyes and looked at the card in his hand and then at Wang Nuonuo, who was calmly watching him. Some other thoughts flashed through his mind but ultimately turned into— “Every day at this time, half an hour of call time, using my Sky Communication.” As the words fell, Corbett tossed over a bulky Sky Communication device. Catching the Sky Communication device steadily, Wang Nuonuo nodded calmly. After Corbett left, only she knew that her left palm was already cold and sweaty. “Mu Fan, there’s been a change. The electromagnetic shield on the chubby girl’s side was suddenly lifted for half an hour, but it’s not hers—it’s the internal Sky Communication of the arresting officer.” In the empty bridge command hall, a figure sat quietly in the massive commander’s chair, resting his chin on his hands. Outside the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, the deep space of the universe whizzed by, where darkness and shadows blended. The faint instrument lights cast a soft glow on the figure’s face, outlining a sharply defined young face. Upon hearing Black’s voice, the figure, like a statue, suddenly blinked gently. “Nuonuo breached the electromagnetic shield?” “Yes, to be exact, someone else helped her breach the shield. She’s located at the 109th police station on Mukana Planet. The surveillance there isn’t connected to the network, so we can’t determine the exact events. But the chubby girl is indeed using the officer’s Sky Communication to make calls. During that time, she contacted several encrypted numbers, tracked down to be at the Southern Country Industry Group, one of which is Young Master Macka’s secret Sky Communication number.” “Is there any danger?” “No, it seems she’s only under house arrest, and the chubby girl seems to have reached some kind of agreement with the officer. The meal standard is the highest level.” Black said admiringly, but then his tone turned a bit strange. “What’s wrong?” Mu Fan’s fingers toyed with a golden Freedom Wings badge, eyes looking towards the deep Star Sea outside. “The chubby girl is raising funds, and when contacting Macka of the Southern Country Industry, she specifically requested…” Black appeared conflicted. “She asked Macka not to contact you privately. She said…she didn’t want these little things to worry you.” Hearing this, Mu Fan’s raised hand paused in mid-air. His eyes only felt a bit sore, then he gently lowered his head to look at his palm, shadows covering his eyes. “Do you think you should proactively speak to the chubby girl…” Black used a negotiating tone. “No need. Maintain the highest level of surveillance every day and help me find some information.” Mu Fan maintained the posture of looking down at his palm, a faint voice coming through: “Red Fire Group, Gale family, Qi Fire Heavy Industry.” “Then the detailed information about the auction.” Hearing this chilling voice, Black felt a chill in the virtual space it resided, and it couldn’t help but ask, “What do you want to do?” Mu Fan’s body trembled slightly, prompted by a soft laughter. His drooping eyes had a trace of red flickering, and his slender, scar-covered hand slowly clenched, coldly stating: “I’m giving them a multiple-choice question.” Time never pauses to wait for anyone. The 77th artificial Star Ring remains a renowned noble base in the Barnard Star System. During this period, Nigel was quite astonished by the behavior of the Loki Heavy Industry’s little princess. She seemed to accept her fate, residing in the confined room without any movement for more than ten days. “That’s right, how could your little tuition compare to the value of a powerful prototype mecha? Once this mecha’s identity is whitewashed, the Red Fire Group will likely grow into a large corporation surpassing Qi Fire Heavy Industry…hard to believe that a country bumpkin would have such technology. Rare indeed.” At this moment, a secretary hurriedly approached Nigel, whispering something that caused Nigel’s expression to turn icy, the twitching of his brow indicating his impatience. “No permissions, again no permissions! Without permissions, you can’t even dismantle a mecha? A bunch of incompetents!” The secretary lowered his head, not daring to argue. “Go, contact the tech team on Michelson planet. Have them achieve a technological breakthrough in these last two days.” After thinking for a moment, Nigel continued, “Keep sending out invitations, saying the Quasi-S Level mecha prototype contains stunning black technology. Use that as a selling point. I want to see news of the auction resounding throughout the Barnard Star System in these days. Oh, and send one to our Young Master Macka!” A cold smile touched his lips, and Nigel was indeed looking forward to seeing that disappointed face. But no one knew that, at the same time, a young man in casual clothes was quietly walking on Mukana Planet. As he stopped in front of a streamlined silver-white building, he paused and looked at the building’s name. Nodding slightly, he then stepped inside. Ignoring the two rows of armed officers. A stern warning echoed in his ears, yet the young man walked forward without looking aside, showing no desire to turn his head. “One more step and we’ll shoot. This is the 109th police station of Mukana Star. We have the right to shoot unauthorized intruders!” Finally, the young man’s footsteps paused, and he truly turned his head, looking at the ranking officer who spoke, the magnetic storm gun in his hand flashing with a purple glow, already in an active state. Yet, the officer saw no trace of fear or dread on this young man’s face. It was only an extreme tranquility and indifference. Finally, the figure moved. His drooping left hand casually lifted, holding up a card that had been tucked against his palm, with a bright sixteen-color fluorescent seal. [Name: Mu Fan, Rank: Galaxy Federation First-Class Direct Military Department Captain, Position: Special Combat Team…]” While his eyes instinctively read the information on the card, the owner of the hand impatiently pressed the card forward. Then with a snap sound. “Keep it safe before I come back, if it falls to the ground…” Just a single cold glance sent chills down the spine of this third-class officer. PS: This chapter isn’t short—in fact, it’s normally around 2,200 words. It’s just that the previous few chapters were up to 2,700 words, so by comparison, this might feel shorter… I am a responsible writer! Say it out loud~~