Considering Fatty's abilities, the final plan was to set Harry's destination as the final gathering point.
That is to say, let the fat man give up the transfer link.
Mu Fan had a hunch that some forces might be keeping an eye on the movements of his companions, and now what happened to Fatty... it really came true.
It's just that there is no conclusion yet on who sent the person.
The military, the government, wealthy families, and even some other underground forces that have troubles are all possible.
Both Harry and Yin Shuai may be targeted by each other, but the two people's vows not only made them more funny at the time, but also filled Mu Fan's heart with a lot of emotion.
This matter is your own private matter, and the number of people should be small rather than large.
Moreover, Bai Mao and Fatty had much more experience with this kind of auction incident than themselves.
In fact, Bai Mao mentioned the mysterious guy Gu Yunyou with regret, but that super rich second generation always seems to be in trouble, and it seems that he is not very integrated into their small group now.
War Armor [Dragon Rider], this seemingly distant word, actually appeared in front of me so naturally. This seemed to be related to some secrets of instructor Mohanda.
Mu Fan vaguely remembered the scene when he was repeatedly killed by the instructor in the Po Battle Network.
There were slightly more people in the first-class VIP cabin than in the first-class cabin, but the quality of the passengers was still relatively high, and no excessive noise was heard.
These people who are running for wealth and fame in the interstellar era are all concentrating on their work.
Mu Fan stretched his body slightly. His strength and experience determined that among the three of them, he was the one who least had to worry about tracking and counter-tracking.
With his powerful mental perception and intuitive warning, combined with Hei's pervasive network technology.
Forge identities and erase traces.
He left the academy quietly without disturbing anyone.
No one knows his purpose.
The scattered actions of the three-person team inadvertently shared a lot of attention for Mu Fan's departure.
What he needs to do now is to quietly step off the spacecraft, and then, with the help of Hei, direct Harry to avoid the other party's tracking.
Then the three of them met.
Mu Fan gradually sorted out these things in his mind, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.
"Excuse me, sir... is your surname Mu?"
Mu Fan, who had a hat covering his face and was thinking with his eyes closed, suddenly heard a polite question coming from his ear.
His ears twitched, he slowly took off his hat, and then looked calmly at the man with a delicate moustache next to him. He was wearing a brown vest and coat. This man seemed to be full of the qualities of a successful businessman.
Elegant atmosphere.
At this moment, the other party unfolded a retro-style color magazine with both hands. He moved his eyes away from the magazine in front of him, looked at Mu Fan, and then nodded and smiled slightly as a greeting.
Mu Fan can be sure that he mentioned it to instructor Bach a few days ago and never mentioned it to anyone again.
But now, the elegantly dressed man with a mustache next to him actually revealed his last name directly.
Then there is no doubt that the other party already knows who he is!
A dangerous look flashed across Mu Fan's eyes.
The other party actually chose such a blatant way to appear in front of him, which was undoubtedly a huge obstacle to his actions.
Moreover, this also means that Mu Fan’s intelligence has been fatally negligent!
"Mr. Mu, I don't have any hostility."
A gentle sound reached Mu Fan's ears, but Mu Fan could feel that the sound seemed to be limited to this area.
The other party is a master.
A master who shows no signs of being a strong man!
Mu Fan's heart was instantly on guard, but his eyes were extremely calm.
"Sir, please take a look at this magazine."
He handed over the magazine in his hand in a friendly manner.
Mu Fan saw the other party's movements and confirmed that there was no danger warning in his perception. He looked at the other party and took the magazine.
"Page 27." The man with the mustache reminded him in a very friendly tone.
Mu Fan rubbed the thick coated paper with his index finger and thumb and turned to page 27.
Then he saw a "piece of paper" that seemed to be only half the size of a palm sliding into his palm.
Mu Fan subconsciously caught it and felt the touch of the "piece of paper" with his fingertips.
It's as thin as a cicada's wing, but as tough as a bamboo splinter.
A touch of high-end engineering plastic matte texture... This is an extremely thin ink screen.
The man with the mustache smiled and stopped talking. Instead, he lowered his head and took out another book from his briefcase. His fingertips turned into afterimages and he casually scanned the pages of the book.
A line of text flashed on the ink screen in front of Mu Fan...
【I am from the Gardo Empire.】
Seeing this sentence, Mu Fan almost lost his composure.
He really couldn't calm down this time.
This spaceship had just flown out of Landus. Now, with the hostile relationship between the two superpowers, the person who revealed his whereabouts suddenly said that he was from the Gardo Empire. How could he keep calm?
However, this moment and this place is definitely not the moment for Mu Fan to explode.
In order to calm the aftermath and prevent the relationship between Dingchuan College and the military and government from becoming tense, Big Thunder Owl was stopped by him in Dingchuan.
In secret operations, the most important thing is the first two words.
Therefore, he gave up everything outside his body that could reveal his whereabouts.
Therefore, if Mu Fan is attacked by a high-level mecha now.
As long as the other party can kill this ordinary cruise ship, then he will definitely die without a burial place. Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat quietly formed on Mu Fan's back.
Even Hei at this moment was on high alert.
It is frantically retrieving the cruise ship's ticketing information at that time.
He also retrieved information about this mustache, a traveler from the Third Sector, with all entry procedures intact.
It can be said that there is nothing wrong with the mustache in the information that I have accessed so far.
However, the fact is that there is something really wrong with this mustache!
At the moment when Mu Fan was thinking, the line of ink text appeared for less than a second and then disappeared without leaving any trace.
"Excuse me, sir, is your surname Mu?"
Mustache asked again, seeming to have a strong obsession with this question.
Hearing this again, Mu Fan raised his head and looked at the other party. This time, even though he had countless doubts in his heart, he just nodded calmly.
"right."
"That's you."
The mustache turned his head and nodded friendly, as if his tone was very confirming.
And Mu Fan can conclude that since he answered, the other party's attitude seems to be more... friendly?
"The scenery over there is nice. Why don't we go there to discuss stories about traditional adventure literature?" Mustache asked Mu Fan with a smile and raised another magazine in his hand.
Mu Fan could clearly see the exact same "ink paper" mixed in the pages of the other party's magazine.
"good."
So the two of them got up and walked to a corner of the first-class VIP cabin, where there was a comfortable woven carpet and a traditional bookshelf exuding a touch of sandalwood. With the background of the deep starry sky, it was especially elegant and quiet.
…
Lin Wu was sitting in a spacious office, lowering his head and concentrating on processing documents.
The light red solid wood decoration makes this room look particularly grand, and the faint sense of majesty can be felt naturally just by being in it.
At this time, the arched wooden door about three meters high suddenly opened a gap gently.
"Boom, boom."
Two gentle knocks on the door were considered a greeting.