In the dim artificial night, the dirty children quietly came to the empty room in the factory area, picked up the lightweight long-handled forks given to them by Zhang Lanyu, formed a guard formation, and set off quietly.

Mo Mo collected some discarded pipes and wall fragments, threw them into the development pool, rolled them around, and quickly transformed into a bunch of long weapons.

Those long poles may not be very strong, and the modified forks are also very mini. But at least the children will not have to face things with bare hands when encountering problems.

"Why didn't they shout to pay tribute to Zhang Lanyue this time? They didn't even shout when leaving home!" Mo Mo wondered.

"..." Zhang Chen said perfunctorily after thinking, "Maybe they think respect should be kept in the heart."

"It's impressive to shout." Zhang Lanyu said firmly. "Hey, kid, what time do you get up? Are you sleepy?"

"..." Zhang Chen said honestly after thinking, "Grandpa told me to go to bed early and get up early."

"Have you had breakfast?"

"……have eaten."

"What did you eat?"

"...Sesame balls."

Zhang Chen: You talk so much nonsense!

"I have some tofu pie made in the cafeteria, can I share it with you?"

"Uncle, you'd better organize the documents carefully. Let's seize the time. The window of opportunity will not last forever."

"Yes, yes, I have the order." Mo Mo obeyed the order obediently.

The organization of documents in Xincheng District is a matter of cooperation between multiple devices. With Archangel's brain coordination, he does not need to worry.

Real people watching can only play a role in whims and temporary arrangements.

So, he turned around and complained to Lanze:

"Dad, where did you get your grandson? Don't be angry and proud."

The next sentence revealed his true intention: "You must never pamper a child."

"Oh. He has recently been working on the Venus project with Xiaoxiao." Lanze checked specifically and found that Li Yixiao did have a pre-research project on constructing the magnetic field of Venus, which was under the Venus Development Planning Department of the Ministry of Aerospace. "The little guy has a calm personality.

He is smart and very reliable in doing things. I think he is more promising than you."

"Dad, how much you dislike me..."

Lan Ze couldn't answer this. What could he do if he didn't dislike him? Mo Mo is about to be forty years old. His father loves him dearly and holds him in his arms?... What a terrifying scene.

"How old is he?" Mo Mo asked.

"I'll be almost seventeen soon."

"Oh. That's a mutation. Let me tell you, sometimes the mind feels like a little kid, and sometimes it doesn't look like much."

"Huh? How many children have you taken care of?"

Mo Mo's only reference is Qu Xiaolian.

"Then what does this kid want? I... have a bad temper with this kid."

"Children in the entire solar system can have enough to eat."

"..." Mo Mo breathed a little quickly.

He tried to breathe evenly: "Is this little kid really so precocious? Dad, there is no such thing!"

"True wishes will be defeated by disbelief."

Lan Ze glanced at Zhang Chen. His grandson was wearing a control hood and seemed to be attentive. He probably couldn't hear what others were saying.

But just to be cautious, he still switched to text input:

【Otherwise, are you going to get some air-dried meat?】

"Oh, that's easy." Mo Mo breathed a sigh of relief. "Two tons?"

【Don't be ridiculous. You won't be able to finish eating even ten kilograms.】

"Didn't he feed the children in the entire solar system? Let's give some away here and there." Mo Mo gave a reasonable explanation.

[There is no air traffic between Crescent Space City and China. Moreover, there is no water in the dried meat, and drinking water is very limited. Don’t even think about it. 】

"...I haven't said anything yet."

“Do the things in front of you first.

Lan Ze's words were exactly the same as Zhang Chen's. He finally sighed and went to work.

His equipment is not as free in the new city as in the old city.

The files found were only looked over and recorded, and were not moved to their original positions.

Now, based on the medical file relationship table he made after sorting out the images, he re-listed a relatively complete list of file relationships. He went to look for the originals where they were found.

The medical department is different from other places. People's lives are at stake here, and there are people on duty at night.

Even if the medical records and prescriptions of the past few years are thrown around casually without anyone caring about them, their distribution is very scattered.

Taking away documents silently requires a lot of patience.

By the way, some of the potions were used up when they were brought for testing. Because Mo Mo and Archangel were inexperienced at the beginning, he had to get some more.

For several days, a small number of items and a few paper files were transported from the tidy and serious new city to the relatively safe old city through passage doors at different locations.

The dirty kids who were picked up in the old city were full of curiosity about the other side of the space city, but they were not close to the entrance.

Pedestrian passages have infrared detection and identity bracelet verification. Humans without identity will be warned if they approach casually. The entrances and exits of material passages are all in houses that also require identity authentication to enter.

Momo's equipment is not human, and has no body temperature. Once you have obtained the permission to open the door, you can enter and exit with arrogance.

None of the dirty kids have ID bracelets.

Under the leadership and restraint of Qian Chen, they showed their talents like a pack of wolves. They held long forks in their hands and stood in groups of three or four, keeping a certain distance to prevent irrelevant people from approaching.

The dirty kids are all smart little guys, and they have done a great job in picking up and escorting in the old city.

When the files were sent, they had been sorted out according to logical relationships. All the relevant documents of Gong Ash and his biological mother were found and put together; in order to prevent omissions caused by recording errors at the Space City Hospital, Mo Mo actually put all the documents of Ash

and Ai Xi both found it.

The medical files of other children are stacked in order of completeness.

Many of these children died in despair in the hospital after losing a part of themselves. Therefore, adults who have received more than one transplant operation sometimes have organs from different donors.

Children who have received multiple organ transplants and people who have received multiple transplants, as well as relevant cases, prescriptions, and surgical records, have been searched as much as possible.

He also referred to the medical data on the earth and analyzed the people who may be in better physical condition. If the conclusive evidence is sent to the international court, maybe there is a chance to catch him alive?

Among people who have only received one transplant, those who are older have a higher probability of living longer. Those who are particularly young are very typical.

These people received his focused care.

What was finally gathered next to the development pool in the old city was a pile of thick archives. The single-page paper files were properly protected in the document sheath made by the development pool, and the location where each page was found was marked.

These archives, together with the sealed boxes containing the physical evidence, were once again moved by equipment across the old city. Under the escort of the dirty children, they were transported outside the cargo port in the low-gravity area at night.

Mo Mo wrapped it again with discarded insulation materials and tied it with another package that was hidden here earlier.

Qianchen took the dirty children to a place not far outside the cargo port. The children quietly set up a defensive formation, while Qianchen got into the hole in the wall alone and took out its pair of pulse detonation engines.

Mo Mo dismantled two large pieces of equipment that had been prepared, modified them into engine brackets and controllers, and framed them outside the package. After installing the high-power engine that Qianchen had brought back, he also installed several small steering wheels on the brackets.

Compressed gas cylinder.

It's just a package that I sent to myself. It's technically very simple to release this thing.

However, it is not something humans can do.

"You guys go back." Qianchen held the big package with one hand and said to the dirty children who were following it, "No living person can go where I want to go."

"Then...are you coming back?" the children asked.

"Come back."

"We are waiting for you here." A little boy said timidly.

"Oh, okay. I'll be back in a while." Qian Chenhun didn't care.

Theoretically, Qianchen can take the package, sneak into the loading and unloading area, find a door to exit, and reach outer space where there is no air but radiation. The package can start its own engine and escape.

Under normal circumstances, the two of them are not human things enough.

However, Mo Mo's detectors are everywhere, but not in outer space. He was not reassured, so he sent two more walking equipment to jump behind to help.

Other devices stay with the dirty children. They have a shared field of view of the detector cluster and can provide early warning if there is a situation.

"It's so quiet." Zhang Chen sighed with emotion.

There were countless instruments floating in the void outside the cargo port, but not a single sound was made.

He could feel that even the dust from his past was floating involuntarily.

"Without air, where does the sound come from?" Mo Mo complained. "Hey, kid, can you find the direction correctly? If not, let go and I will control it."

"good."
To be continued...