Star Wars: The Silver Pledge

"This is the end of today's news, see you tomorrow."

The young host of Qiankun TV showed a sweet smile, then the lights dimmed, and the camera zoomed out... In the huge projection device, the advertising screen of the new famous wine was soon projected.

Seeing this, Sean couldn't help but sigh.

"It's been three days, and Nan Qianyu's death has not been mentioned in the news at all. Is this still a radio station under Nanming Capital?"

Master's voice came from behind: "Nanming Capital is a subsidiary of Qiankun Group, and now it has lost two family members one after another. Without a leader, it no longer has the ability to be independent. In fact, after Nan Heli's death, Nanming Capital has been clearly taken over Otherwise, although Nan Qianyu is mediocre, he will not be pushed out to be an outcast, and he will not know anything until he dies."

While listening to Master's analysis of the situation, Xiao En lay on his back on the soft sofa, looked up at the snow-white ceiling and the bright lights, and couldn't help but be lost in thought.

It has been three days since the first confrontation with Qiankun Group.

During these three days, the master and the apprentice spent time in a gorgeous manor. The food and living are all exquisite and luxurious. Whether it is the top local brands in the galaxy or the luxury goods in the core area of ​​the Republic, there is everything here. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, you can also see a lush and lush forest and hear the tinkling springs in the forest. The light from the stars dotted it all, and with the passage of time, it presented countless beautiful scenery of sunrise and sunset.

All of this makes a lot of sense considering the estate is built on an otherwise bare asteroid.

As expected, it was Nan Heli's favorite place during his lifetime.

The only problem is that this manor is now a prison for the Jedi master and apprentice under house arrest.

The confrontation at Xiajing Bar three days ago finally came to an end without any casualties.

Facing the Jedi Master's "turnaround killer move" at the expense of self-sacrifice, Qiankun Group finally chose to compromise.

However, compromise also has its limits. They can never just watch the Jedi master and apprentice retreat, so after simple negotiations, the two sides reached a delicate agreement.

The Jedi Master put forward three conditions that cannot be rejected: first, no framing; second, no violation of personal safety; third, no harm to innocent people.

As a price, the Jedi masters and apprentices lost their freedom of movement. They were "invited" by Xia Yan to the manor where Nan Heli was brutally murdered. They were strictly guarded by hundreds of heavily armed security soldiers, and even external communications were strictly restricted. , I can only watch holographic programs every day to relieve boredom.

For those who came all the way to investigate the truth, this seemed to be a huge setback, but neither Mostima nor Sean felt discouraged, but rather encouraged.

Because there are no more important findings than being in the bureau.

Before coming here, the master and apprentice had only guesses about Nan Heli's death, but now they have direct suspects - Qiankun Group, Xia Yan. In addition, Qiankun Group did such a decisive game, although it was unexpected and put the master and apprentice in danger, but this unexpected game itself also revealed a lot of information. In the end, there was something strange about this manor, and they were in the manor, just in time to investigate.

"Speaking of which, Master, I still think that Xia Yan set up the place of house arrest in this manor for other reasons. Under the circumstances at that time, even if he threw us into a real prison, we could only accept the conditions. After all, we There is only one hole card in my hand. With the favorable living conditions now, no matter how you think about it, it is strange."

Mostima said: "There are two possibilities. First, it is easier to deal with the aftermath if we are placed under house arrest for a long time. For example, if we arrange for our strange death a month later, we can echo Nan Heli's death at a distance, and then push it to the unwarranted first. Three parties."

Sean had a flash of inspiration: "A certain illegal group. Like the 'Void One' who once invaded the Republic?"

Mostima smiled and said: "Yes, this is also a method of explanation. At that time, Nan Heli was killed by a mysterious organization because he was implicated by the Jedi, and we became the culprits of the murder."

"But the committee will definitely send more people to investigate the truth."

"The longer the time drags on, the farther away from the truth. What's more, they dare to target the Jedi once, and they dare to target the second and third times. People who take risks cannot see failure." Mostima said, "The first time The two possibilities are up to you."

Facing Master's temporary assessment, Xiao En replied smoothly: "There is something hidden in this manor, and we need to use our power to find it."

"Why such a guess?"

"Because according to what Nan Qianyu said: Nan Heli obviously had a premonition before he was killed, but he didn't ask anyone for help. Instead, he hid in this manor to meet his death, and left a note in his diary about taboo research and self-acceptance. The story of death."

Mostima nodded, signaling Sean to continue.

"In retrospect, the diary should be true. Otherwise, if the Qiankun Group is just for the purpose of framing, it can be written more clearly in the diary, such as directly accusing the murderer of the Republic. Then the next question is: the so-called taboo research What exactly do you mean? Why would you kill yourself?"

Xiao En paused and said: "According to this line of thinking, I think Nan Heli's death is more like being murdered and silenced. And a person who has a premonition of all this should leave a legacy before he dies. Considering Xia Yan specially invited us here, I think the possibility of the legacy falling here is very high."

Mostima said: "The direction is right, but the details are not enough, which makes your conclusion too subjective."

Sean was all ears.

Mostima said: "You should have noticed in the past three days that the staff of this manor are all old employees who have followed Nan Heli for many years. After Nan Heli died, the manor still maintained the original operation mode, as if Someone is deliberately protecting the scene, waiting for someone to dig clues later."

Sean nodded.

"It wasn't Nan Qianyu's idea. In fact, he once advocated firing all employees. After all, Nan Heli's death, the official conclusion was that an insider committed the crime. Nan Qianyu changed his mind only after persuasion. , The person who persuaded him should be Xia Yan's accomplice. Later, Nan Qianyu met us on behalf of the Nanming Group, which was also the result of their manipulation. So in summary, the murderer deliberately protected the murder scene and brought the Jedi to the Come on the scene, the intention is almost self-evident."

After a pause, Mostima added: "Of course, the most important evidence is the guidance of the original force. I have already seen a vague outline, which is hidden in the manor, but the exact location is still unclear."

Xiao En couldn't help being dumbfounded when he heard the words, and once again realized the difference between an apprentice and a master.

While he was still lingering in the fog of logical reasoning, the master had already seen the answer directly by flipping cards with the Force.

And just when he was about to continue to discuss the details, a soft female voice came from the living room door.

"You two distinguished guests, dinner is ready, please come to the restaurant for dinner."

It was a young woman dressed in red, her meticulous posture and tone revealed her well-trained, and her gorgeous long dress proved her status in the manor: she was the only housekeeper in the manor.

However, in the woman's micro-expression, it is obvious that she rejects and even resents the Jedi master and apprentice.

Information about her could not help appearing in Sean's mind.

Li Qiong, 22 years old, has worked in this manor for 10 years. She used to be the personal maid of Nan Heli's only daughter, Nan Wuyou. To the bone.

If Xia Yan hadn't "invited" the master and apprentice to the manor, and in the name of Nanming Capital and Qiankun Group required all the staff to treat them as honored guests, she would have quit long ago.

But in the past three days, this upright housekeeper has also used her position to trouble the Jedi masters and apprentices.

Hearing her call for dinner at this time, Sean felt a slight numbness on the tip of his tongue. The salty and bitter [Kanyuan] egg fried rice that I tasted when I arrived at the manor on the first day was really fresh in my memory. And Li Qiong said with a stern face that the chefs in the manor had limited skills, and the gloating eyes when he looked at Haihan were also fresh in his memory.

When I walked to the restaurant with my master, a full set of feasts had already been set up on the huge long table. I saw steamed buns and rice piled up like a mountain, but there was nothing else, showing minimalist luxury.

Sean looked at it and asked, "Is there any salt?"

"No." Li Qiong still tightened his face, meticulous.

Xiao En was deeply impressed by the unique gourmet culture of the dry galaxy. Then he picked up the steamed bun and began to chew. Halfway through, he took out a small salt shaker from his pocket and sprinkled it on Master's rice.

Li Qiong stared wide-eyed: "Where did you get the salt?!"

Sean also answered truthfully: "The salt grains pulled out of the fried rice on the first day."

"...Huh!" Li Qiong snorted angrily, as if he had been greatly humiliated.

After dinner, the master and apprentice enjoyed the special Qiankun bath that was sometimes freezing to the bone and sometimes boiling hot, and the manor engineering exhibition where the power was cut off halfway through the TV. Even in the middle of the night, the sound of turbo drills sounded outside the manor.

For these acrobatic performances, the master and the apprentice have become accustomed to them. During the three days of living in the manor, the rhythm was the same every day. To the Jedi, these disturbances can only be regarded as simple daily practice, but Li Qiong's obsession is deep. Can't help but admire.

Sean was lying on the bed, listening to the deafening sound of construction electric drills outside the window, and thought about the hard work of the night shift, and began his daily routine meditation.

As long as you feel the flow of the original force seriously, the interference from the outside world will naturally disappear.

This kind of daily practice continued until the seventh day before it came to an end. It was not because Li Qiong’s obsession dissipated, but because the employees of the manor were practicing day and night under the order of the housekeeper, and they were brainwashed by electric drills late at night. It was really unsustainable. , On the seventh day, they fell ill one after another. In addition, the security personnel sent by Xia Yan were also overwhelmed and complained again and again. As for Li Qiong himself, he also had dark circles under his eyes and looked sluggish.

And that night, when she was about to personally operate the electric drill and work overnight, she was even more exhausted and fainted at the construction site, which completely interrupted the fine tradition of night shift construction in the manor.

For this shameful failure, Li Qiong herself was not discouraged at all. She continued to remotely command her subordinates to set up various practice subjects for the Jedi masters and apprentices on the hospital bed. However, after two days in bed, what she saw was eye-popping. A cracking scene.