Walk alone in the abyss

The gray and black steel jungle has long been rusted;

On the ground full of cracks and potholes, the few pedestrians are still in a hurry.

In the police hover car parked on the street corner, the huge Deputy Sheriff Merg sat in the driver's seat, shaking his body back and forth.

In the car stereo, a female singer with a sexy voice sang loudly. At the climax of the song, Deputy Sheriff Mog couldn't help snapping his fingers a few times, and the shaking was even bigger.

Sheriff Merg has been on a roll lately.

Since two months ago, he summoned up his courage, let go of his figure, and sent an invitation to that young nobleman to assist in handling the case. He has embarked on a broad road and came into contact with a new way of thinking about handling cases.

Xiaohui's brain, I really don't know how it grew, any difficult case came into his hands, and it was solved immediately.

Even, the chief of their branch wants to recruit Hui into their police force through special recruitment, as a consultant or a deep cooperation scholar;

But Hui just smiled and shook his head, pointing to the Emperor Star poster hanging on the wall.

His ambition is not on Saka.

Anyway, it's a nice young man.

Every time he works for the police station, he only takes a small amount of commission. Although the sum of these commissions can already make ordinary police officers envious, this amount of remuneration is nothing compared to his achievements.

Hum, buzz!

There was a slight vibration from the steering wheel, and the news he subscribed to and followed jumped out of the central control projection screen.

[The white ghost arrives as promised, and the corruption information of the country's sixth deputy minister of housing and urban construction and third-level ministers is released! 】

[The Supreme Court of the Empire condemns the White Specter's act of overriding the judicial system, and hopes that the White Specter will deliver the information he has to any procuratorate. 】

"pretty!"

Mog roared excitedly, pointed at the projection with both hands, grinned and cursed:

"Made! It has to be you! The white god!"

Outside the car window, Yang Ming trotted back with two packs of barbecue meat in his arms.

Mog quickly restrained the exaggerated expression just now, drooping eyelids, slightly flattening the corners of the mouth, lowered the music volume, and restored his usual majesty.

Yang Ming walked to the car door, Sergeant Mog leaned forward and opened the co-pilot's wing door.

"This restaurant is really good." Yang Ming ate his mouth watering, "It's just that the hygiene index is not up to standard."

"The air on this planet has pathogenic factors, and you don't care if the food is up to standard," Merg said in a low voice, "There are two cases waiting for us to deal with today."

"No," Yang Ming said sternly, "Is there no one alive in your police station? Just a small case and start pulling me? I won't accept murder cases in the future."

Mog grinned: "There is a murder case today, and the investigation team is already waiting for us to investigate the scene."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Are there any reporters?"

"They are like wild dogs that smell meat, and now whenever there is a vicious case, they rush to squat in a swarm," Mog muttered, "Reporters from several nearby administrative planets have begun to stay here. You are now a star figure in a narrow section of the empire."

Yang Ming sneered: "What's the use, there is still no endorsement to find me."

Mog couldn't help rolling his eyes, and slammed the switch under his feet, and the hover car drove towards the nearby 'uninhabited city' with a stream of smoke and dust.

Yang Ming raised his hand and tapped the frame of his glasses.

In the thinking space of a mechanical thinking body.

The girl in the gray plaid shawl put down the pipe in her hand that was still emitting curling smoke, looked at the newly assigned task, and clicked her tongue lightly.

It's great to be alive again.

...

boom!

A pair of fists hit the conference table with alloy panels.

This made Captain Gris, who was sitting in the corner, couldn't help frowning.

This guy, don't your hands hurt?

Greese put down the network access terminal in his hand, and looked at the female officer who had just smashed the table. The other party put her hands behind her back, obviously in some pain.

"Lawless!" the female officer yelled disregarding her manners, "This white ghost is simply lawless! Does he still have the law of the empire in his eyes? Does he still have the majesty of the empire? Does he really take the emperor star seriously? ?! This damn bastard! What is the difference between him and abuse of lynching!"

Gris lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose, deciding to avoid speaking as much as possible today.

He didn't want to run into his menopausal boss.

However……

The female boss locked her gun directly: "Gris, are you blind or deaf? Didn't you see that I was angry? You are the only soldier who has had close contact with the white ghost. You have defended the white ghost before. Now you Why are you dumb? Speak!"

A group of captains attending the meeting at the same time couldn't stop laughing.

"Cough," Gries said slowly, "I didn't expect that the white ghost would not kill insects, but instead start to be a people's prosecutor, frantically reporting corruption within the empire. What's more, he even reported On your second uncle's head, you have slandered that kind old man."

The female boss rolled her eyes: "My second uncle was originally a corrupt official, and he went in as soon as he went in. What's the use of saying this?"

"I have to say, the white ghost is really aggressive." Gris changed to a more comfortable sitting position, turning the ray pen back and forth on his fingertips, "I can understand the pressure he is under now, he is afraid that the empire will choose a female Valkyrie instead of picking him, so he's insanely proving his worth."

A captain reminded: "Now there is no way to determine whether the Valkyrie is still alive."

"That's almost inevitable. Didn't the Valkyrie recover last time?" One person said, "According to those researchers, the Valkyrie reserved the seeds in advance, which are her cell tissues, and then let the cell tissues rapidly divide and differentiate. It's like developing an embryo."

"Are these all done under natural conditions?"

"Just like the white ghost has high-tech support, why can't there be a team behind the Valkyrie?"

"What do you mean, the white ghost and the Valkyrie are representatives of two hidden families of the empire?"

"enough!"

The female officer used her body of more than 150 kilograms to roar out a decibel that was close to the limit of human beings:

"Everyone knows fantasy and speculation, can't you come up with some constructive opinions? Has no one done an investigation? I gave you such a high level of authority, just to let you pick up girls. Does Kaizi show off in front of the gays that he is omnipotent in the fortress?

"Do you dare to be a little more trash!"

A group of captains died down, and each of them shrank their necks to be heroes.

Gris raised his right hand: "I investigated."

The female officer frowned and stared at this guy: "What did you investigate?"

"look."

The ray pen in Gries' hand turned twice, and a fan-shaped picture suddenly appeared on the projection screen.

Grace said indifferently:

"No one knows the White Ghost better than I do.

"Look, these are the thirty-six imperial officials that the white ghost has reported so far. What are their characteristics?

"First, their official ranks are all in the third, fourth, and fifth ranks, and there are neither first-level or second-level feudal officials, nor low-level administrative officials lower than the fifth rank.

"Secondly, most of the officials who have been reported are in wealthy administrative stars, and they are far away from the emperor star circle.

"Thirdly, the white ghost is constantly increasing. The general trend of his reporting officials is from low-level to high-level, from marginal departments to real-power departments. It is not ruled out that he will report some second-level officials at the level of administrative star leaders. This is also the main reason for the crazy pressure on us from above.”

He paused and continued:

"From my personal point of view, White Ghost did a great job.

"But from the perspective of procedural justice, the white ghost has seriously provoked the current public security law, and the empire has no face. He is sacrificing the government's credibility to enhance his personal influence."

The female boss said: "No matter what his starting point is, this step is actually wrong. He has offended the entire bureaucratic class, and the officials are absolutely worried about his continued existence."

Grace sighed.

The female boss asked: "Then what do you think is the benefit of him doing this? Is it to gain the appreciation of the public and satisfy the vanity in my heart?"

"No," Greese said, "His purpose should be to improve his status in the hearts of the people and hold the empire hostage by public opinion."

"Why?" Some captains were puzzled.

Gris smiled and said, "If you are a white ghost, what will happen next after you are captured by the special forces of the Empire?"

"Studied."

"Shut up in a nutrition tank."

"Fuck! Memories of death suddenly start attacking me, don't mention the nutrition jar!"

Half of the remodeled captains fell silent.

Grace said:

"He was afraid that after he surrendered to the empire, he would enter this situation, so he kept making things worse.

"Try to attract the attention of the person at the top, when the gaze of the top falls, everything will be completely different.

"The political status quo of the empire is determined. The higher the level, the more attention is paid to public opinion, and the life and death of the white ghost can be determined by a sentence above."

The female boss muttered: "You mean, as long as we gain the trust of the white ghost and convince him that we won't do him any harm, won't slice him up for research or detain him for a long time, he may cooperate with us?"

"No?" Gris asked, "Can you guarantee it?"

The female boss sighed: "Of course not. In fact, someone above is very interested in the abilities shown by him and the Valkyrie."

"Look, this is the dilemma of the white ghost."

Gries spread his hands: "If you can't win his trust, you can only find a way to break his technical advantage."

Someone said: "He has stolen too many secrets through network information. Half of the officials in the empire are now in danger. The bureaucrats are panicking and the people are gradually boiling. This may brew a political disaster."

The female boss glared at Gris.

This guy talked for a long time, and his analysis was very thorough, but he couldn't come up with any useful solutions at all.

"Report!"

There was a shout at the door, and the female boss turned her head and looked over, motioning for the messenger to enter.

She took the gold-rimmed document from the messenger, looked down, her expression changed several times, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, today's meeting will end here first, we don't have to worry about the white ghost in the future, and resume normal training."

The leader of a group of reformers looked puzzled, but seeing the female boss wave her hands, she got up and gave a military salute, and quickly left the meeting room.

"Gris stay."

Gris spread his hands, and complained to the colleague who cast a gloating look at his misfortune: "Outstanding ability, I can't help it, I always get special care from the higher ups."

"Go to hell!"

A group of men and women roared with laughter.

The female boss looked at Gries, motioned for Gries to move forward, and threw the piece of paper into his arms.

"Pack up your luggage and prepare to report to the Emperor Star. You have been selected into the White Ghost Response Team. Next, you will serve in Unit 402 of the Imperial Star Guard Corps."

"Huh? Unit 402?"

Gris stared, and soon felt relieved.

The chaos caused by the white ghost is getting bigger and bigger. It is actually reasonable for the empire to dispatch the legendary super-reformed army.

Their special forces are just cannon fodder.

If you really want to look at the top scientific and technological capabilities of the Milky Way, you still need to look at the narrow but extremely crowded star field of the Emperor Star Circle.

Gries asked tentatively: "After I finished my cooperation, come back to report?"

"With your virtue, can you still enter that army?" The female boss cursed angrily, "You don't care about you even if you work for others!"

"That's not necessarily true," the old god Gris replied on the ground, "I'm an expert in white ghosts."

...

"I'm back."

Yang Ming stretched his waist and pushed open the gate of the manor villa.

The decoration has been replaced, making the house look more warm, and there are some green plants in the corners that cost thousands of Emperor Star Coins, blooming Madam Dai Li's favorite flowers.

The only thing that remains the same is the somewhat deserted manor.

Viscount Godoy felt that he could not appear too rich, so he tried his best to resist the urge to paint the exterior wall.

Otherwise, it would be easy for others to be suspicious and not to mention it, and it would be difficult for Mrs. Delly to explain.

"Come and eat," Mrs. Dai Li's gentle tone came, and she took the initiative to take the coat from Yang Ming's hand.

They are no longer awkward with each other.

After Yang Ming gave the 'brother and sister' a bunch of study books and exam simulation questions, Mrs. Dai Li has seriously accepted the eldest son of the family.

The family's dinner is also getting richer.

Viscount Godoy excused that he had taken several big jobs on the Internet in a row, and signed a remote work agreement with a shipyard. Recently, he stayed up very late every day... playing holographic games in the study.

"Hui, I've seen it all," Godoy said with a smile, "You helped the police solve another big case today, right?"

"It's not a big case," Yang Ming said with a smile, "It's very interesting. It can not only gain me some fame, but also make my life on Saka not boring."

"Thanks to you," Godoy filled Yang Ming with hot soup, "Recently, I have been receiving party invitations and family private party invitations. Fortunately, everyone knows that I am poor, so I said, you let me go to parties. , I have to buy new clothes, and that will make Delly kill me."

Yang Ming laughed a few times.

Mrs. Delly said helplessly: "The necessary social interaction is still very necessary. You have to think about the children, dear."

"Don't worry," Godoy said, "When our lives are hard, those who help us are true friends, and now these guys who started to cling to you when you have a new power, will never give up when we are down." Abandon us again without hesitation."

Mrs. Delly nodded tenderly.

"I might have to leave," Yang Ming whispered.

"Huh?" Godoy was stunned for a moment, and there was a little more thought on the face that looked younger recently, "Indeed, it's time for you to leave, where are you ready to go?"

"Emperor Star Circle," Yang Ming said, "Look for a job in the police department. I have already received a letter of recommendation from the chief of the Saka Planet Police Department."

"Yes, you are very famous now, and you will be reused over there."

Godoy put down the spoon, looked up at Yang Ming, and then cleared his throat.

"Okay, you go. If you feel that your career is not going well, you can come back at any time. This is your home, young man."

Madam Dali pursed her lips lightly beside her: "I heard that the Emperor Star circle is very exclusive, and the nobles there don't treat the nobles outside as human beings. I think... I think you might as well make the title of baron real. Go there and develop."

"Thank you ma'am, but I've already planned it."

"Well," Madam Delly sighed softly, "You will be liked by everyone, you are outstanding, even better than those young nobles."

Yang Ming was a little embarrassed to be praised.

His glasses vibrated slightly.

Yang Ming quickly grabbed the glasses and put them on his nose, the mirror reflected light slightly, and Yang Ming saw a series of news.

【Boss, there is a strange ship approaching Saka, should we hide first. 】

Weird ship?

What?

Yang Ming blinked, the interface of the glasses refreshed automatically, and a new picture appeared.

It was a ship in the shape of a sea urchin, and the moment he saw this ship, Yang Ming's muscles tensed up all over.

Lying!

Imperial Stinger!