The strong A who offended most of the universe has changed to O [Interstellar]

Since the beginning of his career, Pigeon has a deep understanding of what it means to seek wealth and insurance, and what it means to walk by the river without getting wet shoes. It is only the high returns that make him devote himself to this industry without hesitation.

He was hunted down by many people and protected by many people, like walking on a tightrope.

Pigeon thought that even if someone chased here, it should be the husband who ran away. No matter how hard he thought, it turned out to be a dead person who had been "immortalized" on the alliance broadcast.

"Are you surprised?" Yang Xinghe laughed.

The pigeon calmed down and made a judgment on the current situation:

Third Satellite City - Imperial Territory

Yang Xinghe - Alliance Soldier

Empire and Alliance Relations - Surface Peace, Plastic Friendship

According to the armistice agreement: the soldiers of the empire and the alliance are not allowed to enter the territory of the other party without invitation, otherwise it will be regarded as aggression.

In view of the special status of that employer back then, it is absolutely impossible for Yang Xinghe to enter the empire through formal channels.

Thinking of this, the pigeon relaxed a lot, leaned back on the back of the chair, and raised a smile: "It's not particularly surprising. Although I am the best information dealer in the universe, I must allow younger generations to catch up with me."

Yang Xinghe continued to ask: "Then you should know why I came to you."

"I know, but you should also know that in my line of work, betraying my employer is tantamount to ruining my job. I have very professional ethics." The pigeon is sure that Yang Xinghe will not dare to embarrass himself here.

Yang Xinghe looked at him, and suddenly smiled, all the sharpness of his eyebrows disappeared, and the pigeon couldn't help but startled.

He had heard from people in the Alliance that no matter what task was given to Yang Xinghe, he would be able to complete it. In order to complete the task, he would do whatever it takes, including betraying himself.

"If you don't have a rice bowl, you can still eat it with your hands. If you don't have a head, how many rice bowls are useless. Do you agree with this?" Yang Xinghe's voice was very gentle, but the content of the discussion made the pigeon tremble all over.

He tried to stay calm: "Oh? Do you want to come in and kill me yourself? Or do you want to bribe outlaws?"

Yang Xinghe smiled again: "I'll give you another three seconds."

Time passed quickly, and the pigeon didn't believe that he had any tricks at all.

"You gave up your last chance." Yang Xinghe showed a regretful expression, got up and left.

The pigeon was sent back to the cell, and just 10 minutes later, a jailer came to inform him: "You have been released on bail, let's go."

The pigeon who was still rejoicing just now seemed to be struck by lightning: "I... bailed? How is it possible!!! Did I make a mistake?"

"Such an important matter, how could you make a mistake, come out quickly."

"No, I don't want bail. I like being in prison. Everyone there is talented and they speak nicely..."

Yang Xinghe has just been sent away, and now he is released on bail, and he can figure out who released him on bail with his toes.

He didn't understand at all how an alliance officer, on the territory of the empire, got into a position where he could use power for personal gain. Could it be that he seduced a certain imperial officer?

The pigeon was carried and thrown out of the prison gate, and Yang Xinghe was seen leaning against the side of the car, looking at him with a smile.

This is simply the smile of Death.

The pigeon turned around and ran wildly. Suddenly, his back went numb, and he fell down without a sound.

When he opened his eyes, he was already firmly tied to the metal chair.It looked like a basement, the pale walls were already mottled, and there was nothing in the room except two chairs.

Yang Xinghe sat in front of him: "Who asked you to find someone to kill me?"

"So direct? Let's make some small talk. At least you have to promise something, for example, if I say it, you can give me a lot of money or something, and if you don't have it handy, I'll accept it too." The pigeon looked indifferent.

Yang Xinghe was not angry, and still had a smiling face: "You have been doing business between the Empire and the Alliance all year round. You should know that there is a technology that can retrieve the past memories from people's brains without any loss. As for being read The person who takes the memory will become a complete idiot."

The pigeon, who was fearless just now, suddenly turned blue: "Heh... this technology has been in the experiment all the time, what you said is only the ideal state in the laboratory, since the five-year war until now, a total of More than 3 experiments, only one successfully read the memory."

"Ask you, I won't tell you [-]%. Draw, the success rate is [-] in [-]. If you were me, how would you choose?"

Yang Xinghe sighed softly: "You forced me, and I can't do anything about it. If I get rid of you and still don't get what I want to know, then I have to investigate slowly. Anyway, I won't Worse than now."

His expression was helpless and pitiful, as if he was the one tied to the chair, not the pigeon.

"Xiao Jin, start recalling the memory." His voice was not too loud, just enough for the pigeons to hear.

A mechanical and ruthless female voice sounded in the empty room: "Okay, execute the memory retrieval command."

Soon, the pigeon felt an electric current hit his forehead, as if something was about to get into his brain.

The experimental subjects involved in recalling memories will never be able to tell others the true feeling of being recalled. No one knows what it feels like to be recalled from the past.

Maybe it was like this now, the strong swelling feeling almost split his head.

In the almost maddening pain, the pigeon finally couldn't help shouting: "Stop, I say! I say!"

Professional ethics is not worth mentioning in front of wealth and life.

The pain disappeared, Yang Xinghe sat in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

"It's the little prince of the empire." The pigeon hurriedly said.

Yang Xinghe crossed his legs and leaned on the back of the chair relaxedly: "Okay, I will go to him for verification."

Pigeon was taken aback.

Yang Xinghe suddenly smiled: "You think it's absolutely impossible for me to do it, that's why you say that."

"It is indeed him. If you don't believe me, you can use a lie detector." The pigeon was anxious.

Yang Xinghe smiled and shook his head: "Xiao Jin, turn on the lie detection mode."

"The polygraph mode has been activated." In the polygraph mode, the system treats the testers equally.

Yang Xinghe said slowly: "I am the emperor of the empire and the chairman of the alliance."

"True." Artificial AI made the evaluation.

Pigeon was speechless.

"Veritaserum, confession pills, and lie detectors are of no use to people like you and me."

Yang Xinghe got up and slapped the pigeon on the face twice: "The one who wants to kill me is someone from the alliance?"

Xiao Jin: "His brain waves fluctuate, you guessed it."

"Hehe..." Pigeon laughed dryly, "You are a great hero of the alliance, how could someone want to kill you, it's too late to confess..."

Yang Xinghe nodded: "You are right, Xiao Jin, take out his memory."

"Don't, don't, don't! I said, I said, it was Gao Xiaming, the speaker, who asked me to do this."

Yang Xinghe looked at Gezi's serious face, and couldn't help laughing: "You don't even know the relationship between me and Gao Xiaming, and dare to make up nonsense, this year's intelligence dealers are really bad."

"I know, he is your adoptive father, but he really entrusted me to do this."

Yang Xinghe sighed, and pressed his right hand on the top of his head: "I don't believe it, can you continue to edit it, don't waste everyone's time, it is more convenient to directly retrieve your memory."

"The memory extraction program starts." Xiaojin's voice sounded.

The pigeon yelled: "I said it was the little prince, but you don't believe me, but you force me to gossip about others, but you don't believe me, what are you going to do!"

"boom"

The door was blasted open, and a group of imperial soldiers with weapons appeared in front of the door.

The muzzle of the black hole pointed directly at the heads of Yang Xinghe and the pigeon.

"You are the pigeon?" The leader is the captain of the man's family guard who was rumored to have turned the two families of the husband and wife into enemies because of the information provided by the pigeon.

Before the pigeon could answer, he was shot in the head, and blood spattered everywhere.

Several soldiers quickly carried the dead body of the pigeon out, cleaned the ground, and soon the ground was clean as if nothing had happened.

The remaining guns were still pointing at Yang Xinghe.

The captain of the personal guard raised his hand and put away the guns at the same time. He looked at Yang Xinghe and smiled: "I have seen you before. You are a guest of General Leon. I am very sorry. The task I received is to get rid of him as soon as possible." .Hope you've gotten the answer you wanted from him."

Yang Xinghe was very considerate: "It doesn't matter, I just have a little matter with him, business is more important."

"That's all right, have a good time. Let's go."

Yang Xinghe stood at the window, watching the car of the people driving into the distance, and soon disappeared without a trace.

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Dissection room.

A chip was removed from the pigeon's brain and read immediately after cleaning.

After reading, a message was sent to the portable message receiver of a certain important person: "The pigeon has delivered all the messages."

The young man who received the news smiled and raised his glass to the gorgeous ladies in front of him: "Thank you very much for coming, and I wish you a wonderful afternoon."