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All of a sudden, Brian got goosebumps, he took two steps back, and looked at James with some panic: "Who are you?"

James smiled calmly, and took the initiative to sit on the chair next to him:

"The FBI is also the person who is here to introduce you to the job."

Brian's heart was hanging, but he was silently relieved, at least it wasn't from a gangster. If it was really the FBI, he probably wouldn't shoot himself casually, right?

He just wanted to sue NASA, that Hutchins shouldn't have such great energy, right?Fowler shouldn't be so ruthless, right?

Back then I saved her...

Brian's heart was completely messed up.

James poured two glasses of water from the table next to him, one for himself, and pushed the other in Brian's direction, beckoning him to drink first.

"Actually, we are really just here to introduce you to a job. You don't need to be nervous. I guarantee that job is definitely suitable for you."

"Then what job do you want to introduce me to?" Brian sat across from James, obediently picked up the glass of water and drank it.

James smiled: "We want you to go back and continue serving NASA. They now have a mission that needs you."

Brian's expression changed immediately.

"Please don't rush to refuse!" James raised his hand, and as if by magic, he flipped his hands and took out another document from nowhere.

"These are your son Sonny's criminal record and his current status."

Brian took the document with a heavy heart, it was a lawsuit.A person who appeared out of nowhere sued his son, thinking that his son had previously hit and run in a car, causing the other party to be seriously injured, blah blah...

Not much in the mood to read on, Brian already understood the FBI's routine in front of him.

This thing is just like his bank loan statement, which is fake at all.

only……

But he had to accept these bills, including the lawsuit in front of him.

Because they are indistinguishable from the real ones.

He can't even beat NASA, how can he beat the FBI?

"Okay, you win."

Brian tactfully surrendered.

Otherwise, his son might have a hard time in prison.

His only weakness now is his son.

"Wise choice. On behalf of NASA, I welcome you back. After you complete this mission, Sonny will meet you again."

James smiled and took out his lighter, and directly ordered the bills and documents in his hand in front of Brian.

Brian's expression twitched, and he stretched out his hand to stop it.

But it's too late.

puff!

A large amount of water suddenly spouted from the ceiling above the head, turning the two into drowned chickens in the blink of an eye, and the documents and bills that were less than half burnt were awkwardly held in James' hands.

"...The fire sprinkler in your house is quite sensitive, isn't it?"

"Yeah." Brian wiped water on his face.

……

the other side.

Housman's house, who is posting on the Internet as usual, also has a rare guest.

"You came to me to ask me about the artificial theory of the moon?!"

When hearing the purpose of these people, Housman was surprised and happy, and almost jumped up.

He hurriedly pulled a few people into the room by himself, brought them to the computer, drove the cat off the chair, turned on the computer with excitement, and began to explain his theory with the self-made materials inside.

Several FBI agents had never seen someone so enthusiastic about them. They looked at each other and listened silently. At the same time, they turned on the miniature camera hidden on their bodies and recorded the whole process.

Wait until Housman finished a round with unfinished business.

Only then did the FBI agents reveal their true colors.

"Actually, we came here this time because we have a job to introduce to you."

"Work?"

"Yes, for this we have already settled your mother in advance, and she is currently in a wonderful nursing home."

"So what kind of job is it?" Housman wondered, what kind of job is so powerful that he actually helped him settle his mother first?

The FBI agent immediately said: "NASA has a mission that requires your ability and knowledge."

"N...NASA needs me?!"

Housman's small eyes immediately widened, and it was extremely unbelievable, as if a pie had fallen from the sky, and the whole person was ecstatic.

The FBI agent was a little surprised by his sudden ecstasy: "Uh... well, we're talking about NASA, and they need you now."

"Are you willing to take this job?"

"I do, of course I do! Dude, is the toilet in NASA that I need to clean?"

Housman grabbed the agent's hand with an extremely earnest expression on his face.

"Of course not, what are you thinking?!"

"You'll be on a space mission when you get there!"

"aerospace?!"

"Then don't I have a chance to go into space!!"

Housman's grip on the detective became even tighter, as if he was about to jump over him, and those thick lips were almost in front of the detective's eyes.

The detective shivered:

"Well, it should be..."

"Then can I call my mother?"

"Leave a message, it may not be convenient now."

As the detective spoke, he took out a tape recorder and handed it over.

Housman didn't dislike it, and started talking after receiving it: "Mom! I'm going to be an astronaut!"

……

NASA.

"So my teammates are you?" Brian looked at the two in front of him.

One is Fowler, a former teammate who saved her life himself.

One is a big fat man, as if he has seen it somewhere.

Housman smiled silly, and didn't feel that he was disgusted at all.

Fowler, who had already changed her clothes, looked much more capable. She nodded: "If there are no other accidents, your teammates will be us."

"This is Hausmann, an...expert in the field of lunar research, so he should be able to say that."

"Moon? Research?" Brian looked at the big fat man in front of him, and finally remembered the magic stick.

This guy used to impersonate himself before, and preached the theory of man-made moon in front of a group of children, saying that the moon is a giant structure made by man.

Brian was about to open his mouth to question the matter when Fowler motioned for him to shut up.

"Next, I'm going to tell you the ins and outs of this mission. I hope you can listen carefully and don't pass it on to anyone."

"Okay, I'm listening."

Brian closed his mouth and sat aside.

Housman nodded several times in a row, opened his mouth slightly, sat next to Brian, and smiled at him.

"First," Fowler stood in front of the two, holding up a finger: "The goal of our mission is to go to the moon on a rocket and the ESA's STC-62 lunar lander."

Housman couldn't control himself, and let out a chimpanzee-like excited cry. He didn't stop awkwardly until Fowler and Brian stared at him in surprise.

"Second, after we reach the moon, we need to enter the deep hole of the moon, find the alien weapon that appeared on the live broadcast, and then take the initiative to destroy it."

This time it was Brian's turn to be weird.

"Why are we still doing this?"

"Isn't the Mutual Rescue Society already doing these things?"

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"Didn't you announce the cancellation of your cooperation with ESA not long ago? Why do you want us to land on the moon now..."

Brian pointed to the three people in the office, including himself, especially the fat Housman, whose dislike for this team was self-evident.

It's not that I have any disgust, it's just that I think this thing is unreliable.

A minke, a former biological female astronaut who sat in the office for 11 years, plus himself, a former biological male astronaut who was also decadent for 11 years.

what?

Put aside the Hollywood blockbuster, to save the earth?

Isn't the tall guy from the Mutual Rescue Society doing the job now? No matter how bad it is, there are dozens of astronauts they sent to the opposite side. Why should they form such an unreliable team and continue to go to the moon? ?

Brian had been thinking about it all the way here, but he just couldn't figure it out.

"Okay, I'll tell you all about it."

Fowler pondered for a while. When he heard the news a few hours ago, the shock in his heart seemed to emerge from the bottom of his heart again.

She opened her hands with her fingers spread apart, as if she was holding a model of the moon:

"According to what we have learned from the Mutual Rescue Society, our moon is not a purely natural star..."

"It must be a man-made megastructure!"

Housman was beside him excitedly rushing to answer.

Brian frowned at him.

But Fowler suddenly relaxed as if discouraged, and she casually pointed in the direction of Housman:

"He was right."

"What?"

"I can't accept it. You suddenly told me this news. Has it been scientifically verified?"

Brian almost jumped up.

Housman even jumped up directly, in a winning posture, clenched his fists and kept muttering beside him: "I'm right, I'm right!"

Fowler took a deep breath: "The news from the Mutual Rescue Society is the most authoritative news now, so there is no need to question it."

"And the moon is not just an artificial planet, more precisely, it is a spaceship in the shape of a planet..."

Brian looked even more confused.

Even Housman dropped his glasses in surprise.

spaceship?

Neither of them expected such a development to follow.

Even Hausmann just thinks the moon was made by aliens, but it's a spaceship...

"I really didn't expect that."

Facing Brian's gaze, Housman said frankly.

Fowler continued to explain to the two without reservation, and soon they knew as much as Fox.

"That is to say, the swarm of bees interfered with the spacecraft system inside the moon, which caused the moon's orbit to go wrong."

"Yes, so we have to go into that deep hole, find the bee colony hidden in it, and wipe them all out!"