Star Wars: The Silver Pledge

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.

The Republic rules the highly developed galactic civilization, and the capital, Coruscant, is like a flaming star, generously spreading the light and heat of civilization.

However, there must be shadows in the corners where the light cannot reach, and poverty and corruption inevitably breed in the fringes of the Republic.

Bergamoor, located in the outer ring of the Milky Way, has been orbiting a binary star system irregularly in obscurity for countless years. Occasionally mentioned, people just lament its poverty and backwardness lightly.

However, a few decades ago, a politician named Jamie Brason rose up strongly on the planet Bergamoor. With his upright and clean image, he won the support of three billion people on the planet and became the President of the Republic, and sent his own puppet to the Senate of the Republic. In the capital Coruscant, he won the respect of many councilors with his almost flawless personal image.

From the perspective of the Senate, Jamie Brason is honest and honest, with a gentle and humble personality. Under his rule, Bergamoor has become increasingly prosperous and prosperous, gradually getting rid of poverty and backwardness, and the capital Green Sunlight has been built by him as a benchmark. The bustling metropolis has amazed countless tourists from afar. But he himself has maintained a poor life for decades, even when he attended the meeting of the republic, he wore a patched coat.

The so-called saint is nothing more than that.

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"Sure enough, there are no real saints in the world..."

A human woman covered her dignified and beautiful face with a gray-white cloak, walking quietly in a dark and damp alleyway, looking at the crooked temporary buildings on both sides, and the shivering abandoned buildings under the shelter of the buildings. Child, she couldn't help pursing her lips tightly, and sighed sadly in her heart.

Not far from this alleyway, to be precise, 20 meters above the head, is the most proud and prosperous city on the planet Bergamoor, the green light like a steel forest. The architectural style in the city is based on Coruscant. Although it is not as widespread as Coruscant in every corner of the planet, it is as bright as a star for a remote and poor planet.

However, how many people know that under the bright skin, it has rotted down to the bone? How many people know that among the three billion people in Bergamoor, only a very small number can live a life of upper class in the modern building of the capital [Green Sunshine]?

The woman walked in silence, and after a while, a group of sneaky figures followed behind her.

In this underground kingdom, women walk alone in the slums, almost throwing the best bait into the fish pond to fish.

Slave traders eager for high-quality slaves, underground black doctors looking for fresh organs, murderers who take pleasure in killing people, and desperate gamblers followed one after another.

However, the woman just looked back at those sneaky figures, and they disappeared like morning mist meeting sunlight. These thugs from the underground world couldn't even remember what they came here for.

The woman didn't care about this. After coming to Bergamoor, similar things have happened too many times, so it's not surprising. She shook her head, continued walking, and walked all the way to a dilapidated hotel. She took off her coat in the only superior room, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, and clicked on the huge display covering the entire wall of the room. Use a custom-made communication device shaped like a bracelet on your wrist to transmit new data to the screen.

Two photos soon lit up on the wall. In the photos, a haggard child was imprisoned in a dark cage like a livestock, waiting for a fate like a livestock.

In another photo, as a comparison, the upper echelons of the city are enjoying a luxurious life comparable to that of the rich in the core area of ​​the Republic.

And photos like this have lit up the entire wall, and this is just what the woman collected after she came to Bergamoor for a week.

On the display screen, various photos and notes are connected by lines of different colors, like a densely woven network, and countless clues point to a core.

Right in the middle is the photo of the president of Planet Bergamoor, Jamie Brason!

It was the president of Bergamoor, who was well-known in Coruscant, that caused countless tragedies to happen. The mastermind behind almost every large criminal organization came from Jamie Brason. He was the helm behind the consortium and a gangster the supreme head. Before he came to power, although Bergamoor was poor, he lived in peace and contentment. People never lost their humanity and lived a peaceful life for thousands of years. However, in just a few decades, the planet's surface was filled with criminals and skeletons.

All of this is still unknown, and Jamie Brason still enjoys the reputation of a saint, and no one can pierce his perfect personality.

The woman stared at the clue net on the wall and remained silent. At this moment, the communication ring on her arm suddenly beeped. She placed the communication ring in front of the table, and a blue holographic projection appeared.

I saw a strange-shaped head like an octopus appeared in the field of vision, and the four tentacles on the chin squirmed gently, showing its identity as a human being, and there was a look of incomparable respect in the two round eyes.

"Salute to you, venerable Jedi Master..."

Before she finished speaking, the woman interrupted: "I've said it, just call me Mastima."

The Quarren looked a little embarrassed.

Mostima said: "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a business exchange between colleagues. Before the Republic's intelligence work in Bergamoor was presided over by you, I really need your professional advice."

The Quarren people were even more ashamed when they heard the words: "Jamie Brason is a very cunning politician. I have been operating here for many years, but I still can't catch his sore feet."

"Being able to verify the other party's cunning is also an important work achievement." Mostima comforted the Quarren, "Do you have any suggestions for the next work?"

With that said, the Jedi Master transmitted all the information he had collected to Agent Quarren.

Upon hearing the work, the Quarren quickly turned his attention to his own display screen, and then his two huge eyeballs became bloodshot.

"Master, are these the clues you collected? You really deserve to be a Jedi master. You have collected so many in just a few standard days! Let me see... God, this chain of evidence is already very complete! Next , as long as the testimony of Star Sail Hotel and Xiguang Manpower is added..."

Before he finished speaking, Mosttima lit up two new portraits on the display screen through the communication ring. They were the heads of Star Sail Hotel and Xiguang Manpower, and their information and related testimonies were also on the same page. Time travels past.

The Quarren people were stunned: "...As expected of the famous 'Universal Jedi', the chain of evidence has been completely formed! As long as you submit these evidences to the Senate in the name of the Jedi Order, Master, it should be enough to be accepted. Jamie Brason's reign of evil ends here!"

The woman pondered and deduced, but smiled and shook her head after a while.

"So, what if it's not submitted in the name of the Jedi Order? For example, if it's you, or even an ordinary person working in Bergamoor?"

The Quarren was stunned for a moment, and his voice lowered: "I'm afraid that's not enough. The president's crimes are rarely committed by him himself, and almost all of them are done for him. There is no strong evidence of crime. And he The Republic operates a nearly perfect personality. Everyone thinks that he is a humble and clean political saint. He also has the most prestigious lawyer team in the galaxy. He has turned black and white many times. A political strongman who has controlled the planet for decades is far-fetched in itself, so I hope you can..."

"Use the name of the Jedi to overthrow him? Then the essence of this matter becomes that I use the influence of the Jedi to forcibly interfere with the judgment of the Senate. Because I don't like him, I use the influence of the Jedi to What is the difference between a wanton tyrant and a wanton tyrant who wants the Senate to try him under the guise of law?"

The Quarren thought for a long time, and suggested helplessly: "If it is necessary to collect real evidence from the legal level, then there is a tricky way. Since the Jedi Council has decided to investigate Jamie Brasson, then with your skills , directly go to the president, and let him tell the truth by himself? It’s the kind of hypnotizing technique that Jedi would use..."

The Jedi master deeply regrets this cognition: "The force technique mastered by the Jedi is a double-edged sword. It is true that I can use the force to confuse Jamie's mind and make him confess his crimes, but in the same way, I can also use this This technique allows innocent people to be justly wronged, so the testimony obtained through hypnosis is not admissible. In addition, since Jamie Brason is highly cunning, it is entirely possible for him to prepare in advance so that he can also be under hypnosis. Not telling the truth."

The Quarren said helplessly: "If you say that, the problem is very troublesome. Jamie has been running Bergamoor for so long, and the whole planet is like a combination of a maze and a spider's web. It is difficult to lock him through peripheral clues. If you have to say it, you can only try to find the legendary manor. Someone said that the president built a private mansion in the suburbs of Green Sunlight, where he lived a life of extravagance. More importantly, He will entertain some guests of the same rank in the manor, and most of his crimes are designed and completed in the manor. But I have been investigating for many years, but I have not been able to find any clues about the manor..."

Just as he was talking, the Quarren man suddenly heard the communication ring on the table start to ding-dong again, and the cold face of the woman instantly melted a little—although it was only a little bit, but the Quarren man was sure that he was not fooled .

Mostima said: "As for Jamie's manor, I have asked my apprentice to investigate."

The Quarren people were astonished: "Apprentice? You didn't come alone?"

"Yes, there is also my apprentice Sean. He is still studying. He is 17 years old but still immature. He needs more training, so I asked him to go to the lower city to investigate information on the President's Manor."

The people of Quarren were stunned: "Master, Jamie has always attached great importance to the secrets of the manor. Anyone who dares to investigate privately will be in danger! Let alone the lower city, I have many elite agents under my command. The city has evaporated!"

"Yes, so I told him to be more careful when investigating."

"It's not a matter of carelessness. Your apprentice should still be an apprentice, right? With all due respect, even a Jedi who has mastered Force skills..."

However, while speaking, Mostima reached out and pressed the multi-person communication button on the communication ring, and suddenly another projection appeared beside the octopus head.

It was a human boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old... The Quarren were not very good at distinguishing the age, beauty and ugliness of human beings, but when he saw this boy with black hair and black eyes, he immediately felt a sense of intimacy.

And the other party took the initiative to say hello to himself.

"Master, good afternoon! This is the agent Mr. Squak, I am very glad to meet you! I have read the "Bergamore Investigation Report" written by you. The work is really very meticulous, which is extremely admirable!"

The rough skin of the Quarren people was blustered with blood: "This, this is too shameful, there has been no reliable results for several years..."

"No, it is precisely because your work has not achieved any results that the Republic will request the Jedi Knights to send a master to investigate, thus actually speeding up the investigation process. I believe that the people of Bergamoor will definitely remember your contribution in the future!"

Quarren: "..."