The nights on Coruscant are much busier than other galaxies in the universe, with billions of people staying up all night playing.
The venues for these people's activities are all on the ground floor of skyscrapers.
The lights are bright
Neon is eye-catching
Various races
Various costumes
They were either talking on the street, or passing by, there were also street performances on the roadside, and most of them were playing live games.
Their sharp operations attracted the attention of many passers-by. After waiting for their wonderful operations, someone will click on their personal terminals and reward them.
There are also people who invite passers-by to form teams to help, and there are also cases where both parties agree to compete.
Emerging gaming street culture
This is an additional industry brought by HiZhao Group, which has stimulated a lot of consumption and also brought a lot of hidden dangers.
For security, the police system and the fleets of the Jedi Order and Hi-Claw Group need to send a large number of combat units to maintain order.
Although it has cost a lot, Hipaw Group's prestige among the people has changed from a game company that only knows how to make money to a responsible super enterprise.
On this busy street, our detective John Gartler hurried over to a bar.
At the door, after answering the code with the doorman, John Gartler was guided to a private room.
The interior decoration of the private room was the same as any other, and it was empty. After John Gartler sat down, the waiter brought the tea and retreated.
What's going on? Why didn't anyone come to the joint we agreed on?
After watching in private for a while, John Gartler's box door was suddenly locked, and the projector opposite him automatically turned on.
A figure with a hood whose face cannot be seen is projected out, and the other person's face is facing John Gartler: "Detective John Gartler"
"Sir, I entered the computer room of HiZhao Group today, but unfortunately I didn't come into contact with a server."
"This is normal, detective. If the Hi Claw Group's defense is so lax, I won't need your help. You just need to tell me what their internal layout is."
John Gartler carefully reviewed his experience and then narrated the process of entering the computer room, reminding the other party of the huge number of armed robots inside the computer room.
After listening to John Gartler's report, Palpatine smiled. To be honest, he thought those robots made by the Trade Federation were just a joke. Their hit rate was pitifully low, hitting three times within a hundred shots.
What a blessing.
If the opponent uses these guys, Palpatine feels that he really has a chance to send people in to do something.
Perhaps guessing Palpatine's thoughts, John Gartler reminded the other party: "Sir, those robots are models I have never seen before. Their specific capabilities are unknown, but they are certainly more powerful than those cannon fodder made by the Trade Federation before.
That’s for sure”
Hearing the other person reminding him, Palpatine smiled slightly. There were only a few robots. There were many ways to deal with robots, such as small electromagnetic pulse grenades, or magnetic warheads.
He has many talented people and strangers under his command, and the big consortiums have a lot of good stuff in their hands. The crazy expansion of the orange cat has long made those big consortiums dissatisfied, especially when they refuse to separate them.
Part of the interests, all the shares of the entire Hipaw Group are in the hands of that orange cat.
This is the ruler of ducái. Palpatine recognizes Garfield's ability very much. If the conflict of interests is not too serious, he might have a good talk with it.
"Agent, if you continue to pester Jean Grey, it's best to get some of the Hi Claw Group's secrets."
John Gartler: "I will definitely work hard, sir"
Palpatine waved his hand: "You go down."
"Yes"
Seeing the sparks of anger rising after the projector was turned off, John Gartler knew that Palpatine was trying to prevent him from rebelling and tracking the past. He was so cunning. This is the person who does big things.
According to Palpatine's instructions, John Gartler continued to find such reasons in the following days to bring Jean Gray with him, making Jean Gray so angry that he finally had no choice but to
He hid in Garfield's residence in the Jedi Temple and refused to come out.
Facing Jean Gray who entered the Jedi Temple, John Gartler was helpless and could only wait outside obediently.
"Boss, that little police detective is harassing me again. Please drive him away."
After being coquettishly and complained by Jean Gray for a while, Garfield rubbed his brow, his head hurt. What he was most afraid of was this woman who cried, made trouble, and hung herself.
"Joan, you have to be patient when doing big things. Why do you think a police detective keeps pestering you?"
"He wants to chase me"
"I have been walking around the flowers of Coruscant for many years, and I have seen many big, small, white, and black ones. Why would I look for a doufuzhā of your age?"
"Boss"
Joan Gray said angrily: "I'm not even 40 years old yet, so why am I doufuzhā? Look at me, I have white skin, good looks, long legs, and I'm worth tens of millions. There are so many people chasing me. That's fine."
A golden flower"
Garfield covered his eyes and said with a look of disgust: "I don't know what's going on with me. If I hadn't found you, you would still be living in your own nest day and night.
Well, think carefully about why the other person keeps pestering you."
At Garfield's prompt, after careful consideration, Jean Gray exclaimed: "He's not a member of one of those big consortiums, is he trying to hack into our server and steal the game source code?"
Garfield smiled: "What do you think?"
When Jean Gray saw Garfield's smile, she instantly understood that her boss had always known who was behind it, but he just never took action.
Putting her face in front of Garfield, Jean Gray asked Garfield: "Boss, are you setting a trap and waiting for the big fish to take the bait?"
Joan Gregarfield, who had guessed the situation, had no intention of concealing it anymore. He nodded and admitted: "Yes, it is indeed like this. I know who is behind it and what their purpose is. As for the trap, I have already done it."
The dragnet is ready and waiting for them to come."
Facing such a confident boss, Jean Gray looked at the orange figure with love in her eyes.
So cute
So handsome
So domineering
I really want to hug you
Unable to control her hands, Jean Gray reached out to hug Garfield.
Sensing that the other party was trying to embrace him again, Garfield immediately left the place in a flash.
"Jean Gray, please be honest. I am not the orange cat you keep at home. I will allow you to stay here for one more day, otherwise I will kick you out of the company now."
For speaking harshly to her boss, Jean Gray naturally behaved a lot more honestly.
During the day one and a half months after the speeding incident
12 o'clock noon
Several ordinary flying cars flew out of a scrapyard in Coruscant
