There were sounds of footsteps in the room outside.
Stryker was woken up by the noise. Now it was the time of the track station's night cycle, and the wall lights had been turned off by the automatic control program.
At this time, Colonel Katachang's chest was pressing against a bunch of data boards and files. As he looked at it an hour ago, he couldn't help but fall asleep.
Stryk quietly stood up and placed the data board and files on the shelf on the wall. A wooden sculpture in the room outside was hung with his explosive pistol and Katachang machete. At this time, he didn't have any weapons at hand, so he took out a compact laser pistol from the shoe cabinet and inserted it into his belt.
After putting on the boots, he thought about whether he should wear a jacket, but he thought he would give up.
The door of the personal compartment was half-closed, and a faint light shot into the dark compartment from outside.
It seems that someone is looking for his stuff out.
Stryk immediately stood up, kicked open the door, grabbed the intruder behind the door, turned the man's body, then grabbed the other person's arm and punched the man in the face.
His movements were flowing, no less than a space warrior.
Never underestimate the Katachang people's hand-to-hand combat ability.
The intruder in a robe was still struggling, but after being thrown into the air and hitting the circular observation window, he no longer responded.
"Where did the little thief come from!"
The light suddenly turned on, and Stryker found that there were two uninvited guests standing behind him, and heard the sound of laser magazine charging.
He subconsciously turned around quickly and rushed to the nearest person, knocking the other person to the ground.
The other tried to pull out the gun, but Stryk quickly shot the other party's gun away, and punched the man hard on the chin, directly smashing it to pieces.
But until now, he realized that the man who was knocked down by him seemed to be wearing a strange uniform.
The man broke free from the robe-like man who fell on him and directly hit Stryk, but the Katachang people dodged, and grabbed the other party's hands, twisted the other party's elbow, and then punched the man directly on the bridge of his nose, knocking him to the ground.
Stryk then took out his compact pistol and looked around the room.
Now two uniformed and one robe fell to the ground.
The door finally opened.
"I don't think many people would be happy to see violence happening before their eyes, Colonel."
The man who walked into the room said gently.
Stryker raised his gun and pointed it at the man's head.
"I think many people will take the same approach as me when they encounter illegal intrusions and robberies, and show me their identity."
The figure slowly walked under the light.
A man, very tall, was wearing a black uniform: black boots, black breeches, black jacket, gray-white hair tightly against his forehead, and his gentle and thin face was clearly angular.
On his collar, a sign was dazzling, but it made Stryker sweat.
Trial Court-
"I am Leonard Meyers, the senior judge of the Inquisition."
Stryk put down his gun without saying a word and placed it on the table beside him.
The judge smiled at him.
"You did not ask me for documents related to the accident, so do you believe me?"
"I've heard of you, please forgive me, after all, the incident happened suddenly, and-"
Leonard slowly walked into the room and kicked one of the smuggled smugglers.
The guy was still moaning in pain on the ground.
"Get out quickly, so are you two."
The guy with blood on his face immediately ran out of the room in panic.
"I apologize, Colonel, I thought you would be in the barracks, and if I knew you were sleeping here I wouldn't have asked anyone to break in."
"You mean if I'm not here, then... will I search my room upside down?"
He smiled and turned around, his posture was tough and confident, and he was very determined.
"Of course, I'm a judge, that's how I do it."
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"What the previous Governor Pai Shangxing left to you."
The judge pulled out a chair and leaned easily on the back of the chair.
"Don't tell me you've forgotten, Colonel Stryker."
Stryk stood there, staring at the other party with his eyes fiercely.
"I don't like your tone, nor do I like your method. If I have to hate your method like this, I can assure you that even if you are a judge-"
"Are you threatening me? Colonel?"
Stryker took a deep breath.
"I think I'm threatening you, and you see how I deal with your people. Unless you can give me a good reason, I will never tolerate your behavior... We Katachang people are very revenge."
The judge sighed, clenched his slender and pale fingers, and then suddenly held a compact laser pistol in his hand, aiming at Stryker.
Stryk was shocked. The gun was placed on the table opposite just now, but now the gun actually appeared out of thin air in the other party's hands?
"So what good reason do I need?"
The judge asked with a smile, and Stryker took a step back.
"I promise I will kill you before you kill me..."
Leonard smiled, put the gun on his leg and leaned his head back.
"Good, then let's get straight to the point, the Emperor is above, as the humble servant of the Inquisition who executes his noble will, I dedicate my life to the divine duty he has given until my soul returns to him, so I ask you to tell the complete truth of the situation as you can, because deception will bring you endless punishment, do you understand?
"It depends on my mood."
Leonard smiled again.
"Among so many astral armies, you Katachang people have the worst temper. Everyone says that you are devils, and they deserve your name."
"I don't know what the hell are you talking about? I don't understand at all."
Leonard did not answer, but stood up, let go of his left hand holding the pistol, and slowly walked around Stryker.
The Katachang people were uneasy because of the other party's unblinking eyes.
"So as you said, let's skip the red tape and get straight to the point. Why don't you explain the boy's situation to everyone?"
"What boy?"
"Stop pretending, his name is Guy Delga, his father is Atisak Delga, former Governor of the Pai Shangxing."
Stryker's eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a dangerous and fierce light.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Judge."
"Don't worry, I'm not going to judge him, although his father made everything... a mess, it has nothing to do with him, I swear."
After hearing the judge say this, Stryker's face finally eased.
"No matter what, his father gave everything to the empire, and I promised the Governor that he would send him to a safe place to live incognito and live his life."