Half an hour later, the square taxi flight boat drove into the most prosperous area of ​​the star along the dense traffic. Looking down from the car, you saw the night-long lights that were brighter than the galaxy. Thousands of flight boats advanced in an orderly manner along the aerial trajectory, sending dense crowds to their respective destinations.

"This is the real prosperous civilization." Sean sat in the car, sighing.

Compared with the green light I saw not long ago, this city undoubtedly lacks a lot of glitz. It has neither tall buildings that stand tall nor neon lights that cover the entire city. But the prosperity under its feet is better than reality. It is not a face-saving project accumulated by a person in power on the whim and gathers the wealth of the entire planet, but is based on real manpower and wealth.

There are more than ten cities like [Xiajing] on [Kun]! There are several satellite cities around each big city, which are connected by an extremely developed logistics network, and the entire planet is like one.

It is also a remote area located on the edge of the Milky Way, and the Dry Galaxy and Bergamore are really different, which also makes Sean's favorite place.

Sean said: "Although the information mentions the prosperity and wealth of this place, I still see it with my own eyes and feel it even more."

Mostima said: "So you need to read a lot of books, but you should not believe in them all, you should practice more."

"Yes." Sean responded seriously.

While the master and apprentice talked, r2x7 in the driver's seat emitted a series of electronic sounds. Sean was a little surprised and said, "Have you arrived at the place? Oh, over there? Master, look!"

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

It was a sky garden built on the top of a high-rise building, but it was very large in scale. The lush green plants stretched out all the way outside the edge of the building. Gorgeous flowers dotted among the branches and leaves of the trees, and among the green trees, there was even a trickle of stream turning into a waterfall and flowing down.

"This is the tasteful bar you recommend? Thank you!" Sean gave the robot a thumbs up, and the latter responded with a cheerful electronic sound, saying that the fare could be discounted this time.

After a while, the flight boat stopped outside a wooden platform on the edge of the forest. Sean paid the discount fare and walked to the platform with his master. After the flight boat roared away, two young men and women wearing black and white waiters' costumes came over and greeted the guests with respect.

Mostima walked in front and asked for a private room in fluent Qiankun language. At the same time, Sean took the lead and naturally sent several valuable Qiankun coins into the waiter's hands, making the two young men and women's smiles more sincere.

Under the influence of Qiankun Coin, the master and the disciple quickly got the private room they wanted without making an appointment. Sean ordered three or four kinds of Xiajing specialty wine and snacks included in the private room. When the waiter left, he first put a plate for his master before eating and drinking on his own.

Mostima was not in a hurry to enjoy it, and was silent for a moment, as if he was in meditation.

After a while, Sean was about to add two night snacks when he heard the knocking sound of the door outside.

Sean immediately calmed down and his eyes became sharper.

The main show should be staged.

Mostima was not in a hurry and smiled and said, "Come in."

The one who came in was a Togrutal waiter, holding a silk cloth note in his hand, and said apologetically: "Sorry to bother you, this is what the gentleman in the private room next door wants me to give it to you."

Mostima nodded, took the note, stuffed a coin with it, but was pushed back by the waiter with a smile: "It's not allowed here, sorry."

Mostima was slightly stunned, but did not insist. He took back the coin, picked up the note, and fell into deep thought.

Sean looked at the coins he took back with interest, and then walked behind him. He saw the snow-white silk cloth neatly written: "Envoyees of the Republic, please come and talk about it."

Sean couldn't help but frown: "How strange it is, is this really a contact person?"

Mostima said: "It may be the Qiankun Group, but no matter what, it is always necessary to meet. Since we are here openly, we don't have to deliberately avoid anything."

After saying that, Master Jedi stood up and walked. Her steps were very fast. In just a few steps, she came to the "Golden Scale" room. When she opened the door, she saw a tall man in black sitting on the sofa, with a look of self-depression and panic. After seeing Mostima, he became more nervous and his voice seemed sharp.

"It is an honor to meet you, the messengers from the Republic, and I didn't expect that the two of you would come so quickly..."

Mostima said: "Because the later we come, the further we are from the truth, Mr. Nan Qianyu."

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

The vice president of Nanming Capital, the youngest brother of Nan Heli, Nan Qianyu, is the vice president of Qiankun Group.

As a child of the Nan family, the biggest characteristic of Nan Qianyu is that he is mediocre: his talent, character, and perseverance are mediocre. Compared with his two brilliant brothers Nan Heli and Nan Yujin, he has been transparent since childhood. He does not serve as a substance in Nanming Capital and only enjoys dividends. Regarding him, there are very few information about him, both the Republic and the Qianxing System.

Unexpectedly, he was the representative of the Avengers and met with the Jedi master and apprentice... Is there no one in the Nan family?

Sean was quite suspicious, but the person in charge of the conversation was the master, so it was not convenient to speak much.

After a simple greeting, Nan Qianyu couldn't wait to get to the point: "I believe you have seen the reasons announced by the group this time that his brother was killed, but I never think that it would be a so-called accident! He must have been murdered!"

Mostima was not in a hurry to express his opinion, but instead stared at a gorgeous pattern on Nan Qianyu's chest, and then remained silent.

Nan Qianyu was stunned for a while, and reached out to take down the pattern with some embarrassment and placed it on the table: "Sorry, as you can see, this is a simple recording device. Some things have happened recently, which made me a little nervous. I usually carry it with me and keep it on. I will close it now."

Seeing that Nan Qianyu was calm, Mostima did not think it was offended: "It doesn't matter, just act as a memorandum of witness between both sides. First of all, I want to confirm that the person who asked the Republic for help is indeed Mr. Nan Qianyu, you, right?"

Nan Qianyu said: "It can be said that after the eldest brother died, I will be the representative of the Nan family."

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

"Second brother has always been unfaithful about family affairs. Maybe because my elder brother was destined to inherit the family business since he was a child..." Nan Qianyu was obviously not interested in this topic and quickly skipped it. "Anyway, now I can speak with the messengers of the Republic on behalf of the Nan family! On the other hand, I want to confirm that the two are indeed Jedi, right?"

Sean came closer first, looked at the chest ornament, and raised his hand and said, "I'm just an apprentice."

Mostima raised his hand and pulled a bunch of blooming flowers in the vase in the corner of the private room to his body from the air. With a bent finger, the petals fell in all directions.

This seemingly simple method actually contains the extremely fine use of the Force. Although for most Jedi, such a show of stunning performance is like juggling, for many people who do not understand Jedi and the Force, this simple and intuitive ability is the most efficient proof of identity.

Sure enough, seeing the power of Mosti's horse's blinking fingers, Nan Qianyu's breathing became heavier: "The legend is indeed true! The Force can do everything!"

Mostima frowned when he heard this: "Do you understand the Force?"

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

The Jedi have long been accustomed to these unrealistic misunderstandings. Many people in the closed environment have their own unrealistic legendary fantasies about the Force, and Nan Qianyu is obviously no exception.

But now is not a good time to correct him. Mostima just nodded and signaled Nan Qianyu to continue speaking.

"The person who studies the Force is my brother."

"He has been very knowledgeable since he was a child and is full of curiosity about everything, especially the affairs of the Republic, so he keeps interacting with you, borrowing a lot of information from the Republic, and is fascinated by the study of the Force..."

"But he clearly does not have any qualifications. In his words, he is not even a person with the Force sensitive. Such people are left to do business without managing the big business, and insist on studying the illusory Force. It really makes people unable to understand."

Nan Qianyu's words seemed a little fragmented, but the Jedi master and disciple listened very seriously and thought.

"Of course, my elder brother is very talented. While distracting, he can also make the family capital flourish. There is nothing to complain about for people like me who are waiting for dividends." Nan Qianyu smiled self-deprecatingly, but then his expression became serious, "But now he is dead."

Mostima asked, "Do you think his death is related to the study of the Force?"

Nan Qianyu said: "It's not that I think, but that the elder brother himself feels it the same! He has already started to show abnormal behavior before he died! Leaving the company's affairs, the internal regular meeting was absent five times in a row, his spirit was extremely poor, and he locked himself in a remote manor alone, as if he was hiding from someone!"

"What is this to do with the Force?" Mostima said.

"Brother has the habit of keeping a diary. After he died, I read his relics and there was a very puzzling thing in it." Nan Qianyu said.

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

"Two days after this passage, my elder brother was found dead in his own manor. The manor was located in the asteroid belt and was hidden. There was a satellite defense position on the periphery. There were professional security forces guarding the manor around the clock! My elder brother obviously had a premonition that someone wanted to kill him, but unfortunately, he died in the end."

Mostima looked at Nan Qianyu seriously and asked, "So you are actually suspicious of the Jedi?"

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

He took a breath and poured himself a glass of wine from the wine bottle at the table - it was only the size of a finger - and 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 know nothing about the Force, and my understanding of the Jedi is limited to legends. But my elder brother did die because of the study of the Force. With this, you can't get out of the relationship! Moreover, my elder brother clearly has such a good relationship with the Republic, but he hides alone when he feels a crisis and does not ask for help from the Republic. This makes no sense!"

"But you asked PUBG on behalf of your family."

Nan Qianyu said: "After all, you are the ones who know the most about the Force in the entire Milky Way. Regardless of whether the murderer is you or not, I will always see with my own eyes what the person who controls the Force looks like."

Mostima asked, "Now you see, do you still think we are the murderers?"

Nan Qianyu was silent for a long time before speaking, "I don't know, I'm not the eldest brother, I know nothing about the Force and the Jedi. Even if I talk to you face to face, I don't know what you are thinking. In fact, you came to Xia Jing so openly, which surprised me. I thought you wouldn't come."

Mostima pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Nan Heli has always been an important member of the Republic. His unexpected death is full of strangeness, so we come to investigate the truth in person. Mr. Nan Qianyu, I understand the panic in your heart very much, but now you need to calm down and think about all this rationally."

As Mostima said, Nan Qianyu's tense nerve gradually calmed down. He poured himself a glass of wine and breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, I should calm down..."

Mostima smiled and said, "I heard that the Qianxing system has two very distinctive regional cultures. One is the vigilance of outsiders. Over the past countless years, you have always had a strong distrust of outsiders. This is also one of the important reasons why you are close to the Republic; the second: All barriers can be broken on the table, and as long as you drink happily, anyone can become friends."
Chapter completed!