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Alfa planet is worthy of being the economic center second only to the imperial capital planet, Wen Sen only went to three places on the Raiders in one day.

It wasn't that there wasn't enough time, but that those tired little lovers made it impossible for him to continue.

He turned back halfway to the hotel he booked in advance, and found two other companions who also came back early, his adjutant and logistics director.

The three single youths stared at each other in the room, and it was almost noon when they finally went out to find a place to have lunch at the suggestion of the adjutant.

The local waiter recommended them to go to a well-known restaurant with specialties. The logistics director came to Galaxy Z for the first time and enthusiastically proposed to try it.

Wen Sen and the adjutant looked at each other, and decided to go with the adjutant. The two of them had been with Zong Zhenghe and had tried the special diet of the planet.

The most famous feature of this specialty restaurant is the aerial view. Its sky terrace on the top floor can overlook the entire bustling city.

It's a pity that they made a temporary decision and couldn't reserve a box on the top floor. Fortunately, the sight line on the penultimate floor is not bad.

"You guys order first, and I'll go out and smoke some." The logistics supervisor is a tobacco lover, and today's starships are all non-smoking, including hotels.

Now that there is finally a restaurant with a smoking room, he naturally wants to indulge.

Wen Sen and the adjutant asked him to help himself.

In the next three years, they will eat and live together, and they don't care about it at all.

As for the adjutant, as an Alpha, although he is not addicted to cigarettes, he also does not dislike the smell of tobacco.

Or, there are very few Alphas who don't like tobacco.

The logistics supervisor left the box and walked all the way to the smoking room at the end of the corridor.

Today seems to be some kind of promotional festival on Planet Alpha. There are a lot of people shopping in the city, and naturally there are also many people eating in restaurants.

"Hey, brother, how about borrowing a lighter?" The logistics supervisor touched all the pockets on his body, and only then remembered that he forgot to bring a lighter when he went out.

Generally speaking, there are lighting tools for guests in the smoking room, but I don’t know if the one in the smoking room has been taken away. He searched around but couldn’t find it. People borrow.

"Hey!" The person who was "followed" by the logistics supervisor seemed to be in a daze, and the cigarette in his hand fell directly into his palm when he pushed it.

"Sorry." The logistics supervisor helped him catch the cigarette butt that was about to fall to the ground, "Your cigarette."

"Here's the lighter." The man threw the lighter in his hand into the logistics supervisor's hand, turned around and left the smoking room without looking at his cigarette butt.

The logistics supervisor turned the lighter in his hand and found the restaurant's logo at the bottom.

This was the lighter provided in the smoking room. No wonder he couldn't find it all the time. It turned out that it was held by someone.

The logistics supervisor lit the lighter and lit the cigarette, feeling that the man just now was weird.

Do smokers burn their palms with their own cigarette butts?

The logistics director had finished his cigarette addiction, returned to the box on the same road, and passed by several Alphas on the way.

In the box, Wen Sen and the adjutant had already ordered food, and saw the logistics supervisor come back and greet him to sit down.

"Hey, what's that smell on you?" The adjutant's dog's nose was sensitive and he couldn't stand the stimulation. He sneezed the next moment the logistics supervisor approached.

"It should be the smell of tobacco." The logistics supervisor sniffed his clothes, and there was no smell other than tobacco.

"No, it's not tobacco." The adjutant himself smoked, knowing that the smell of tobacco would not cause him such a big reaction, "It seems to be... the smell of ****."

□□, a very volatile substance, often used for inhalation anesthesia.

This thing is not uncommon in the army, and it was a standing item in the infirmary during wartime, but the place where they are now is not a military garrison, nor is it a hospital.

"Why is there such a thing in the restaurant?" Wen Sen put down the things in his hands. He didn't smell the smell of sex from the adjutant, but he chose to trust the adjutant's judgment.

He is a Beta, his sense of smell is not as sensitive as that of an Alpha, and the adjutant's sense of smell is the most sensitive in the entire Third Legion.

"Go out and have a look." Wen Sen and the other two in the box looked at each other for a moment, and were the first to get up and leave the room.The adjutant followed closely behind.

In the corridor, the people whom the logistics supervisor met before had disappeared for a long time, and the adjutant walked into the smoking room following the residual smell in the air.

However, there was no one in the smoking room.

"The smell is the strongest here." The adjutant turned around in the smoking room, trying to distinguish the few remaining peculiar smells from the tobacco smell, and finally he stopped his sight on a lighter.

It is a lighter for guests in the smoking room. The cylinder is silver and white, and only the restaurant's logo is printed on the bottom.

The logistics supervisor noticed the adjutant's gaze and stepped forward to pick up the lighter.

Before he used the lighter, it had been held by a person—that person behaved strangely, and was obviously flustered after being questioned by him, but he didn't even pursue it carefully at that time.

However, he belongs to the logistics position, and he doesn't have much contact with these things on weekdays, and now it's vacation time, so it's normal for him to fail to react in time.

Wen Sen didn't dwell on this issue too much. There were a lot of people dining in the restaurant today. Since the logistics supervisor came back, there hasn't been any disturbance in the restaurant. Those people either haven't acted yet, or—

Already got it.

And most likely, it's the latter.

The reason why no one in the restaurant panickedly found the missing person was because the disappearance of the stunned person was too short for people to find out.

After such a thing happened, Wen Sen and the others were not in the mood to continue eating. They took out their IDs and went to see the person in charge of the restaurant.

However, the person in charge didn't say a word about the "kidnapping" they called, "My restaurant is well-secured, how could it be possible for those kidnappers to sneak in? It can't be you big soldiers who want to eat Bawang's meal, right?"

The adjutant wanted to continue the argument with him, but the person in charge of the restaurant directly called the security guards, not paying attention to the Third Army at all.

However, before the security came in, a big man in a black suit suddenly rushed in from outside with an anxious face, "Manager! Master Aini is gone!"

"What did you say?" The person in charge stood up from his seat with a face full of shock, "Why is Master Aini missing!"

Aini is the old son of their big boss. He just split into Omega a few days ago, and today's top floor was requisitioned by the big boss to celebrate.

But when the celebration cake was pushed up, the person who was supposed to cut the cake disappeared.

"We searched the entire hotel, but we couldn't find Master Aini." The brow of the big man in black was covered with sweat, "Zhu Ya was fainted outside the bathroom."

Zhu Ya is the person responsible for the safety of Master Aini. He was stunned, and I am afraid that Master Aini is also in danger.

The person in charge rushed two steps in the direction of the door, then remembered Wen Sen and the others who had not had time to leave, and immediately turned back, "Sirs, you just said that you found it in the restaurant? Can you tell me in detail?" explain?"

Although he looked down on the soldiers of the Third Legion, he would not suspect that these things were done by them.

Wen Sen looked at the person in charge who was even more exaggerated than changing his face, "It's in the corridor and smoking room on the 27th floor."

As for what happened next, Wen Sen didn't plan to get involved.

Rescuing missing persons is the job of the police and has nothing to do with their military department.

However, after this episode, they lost all intention of taking a vacation, and they took the spaceship back to the station that afternoon.

In the next period of time, Wen Sen stepped up the patrol of the Z galaxy, but unfortunately did not find any clues about the star thief.

The military department is not out of contact with the police station on the ground. Judging from the information Wen Sen received, that young master Aini has never been found.

However, the matter was quickly forgotten by him.

According to imperial practice, Zongzhenghe will conduct a parade within the empire after he succeeds, and this parade was already in planning when Wensen set off.

Now that another few months have passed, the parade should have officially begun.

Galaxy Z is the second most developed galaxy in the empire, Zong Zhenghe has no reason not to pass by here.

It's only been a month since they separated, and he already misses His Highness very, very, very much.