Chapter 190: Chapter 113: Soldiers, Generals, Commanders (Part 2)
"The bureau will prepare another copy and provide it to you shortly."
Beside him.
Han Miao remained silent, quietly listening to their exchange.
Entering the building, they took the elevator to the third floor. In front of a large conference room, the guiding patrol team mber stopped, lightly touched the prompt, and the electronic door opened.
At the mont the door opened.
The sound inside the conference room abruptly ceased; you could hear a pin drop. Nurous gazes were cast over, focusing on this spot.
Qin Jin nodded in greeting to the patrol team mber, then stepped past him with Han Miao, walking into the conference room.
Behind them.
The electronic door closed, isolating the inside from the outside.
Amidst the attention of the Celestial Strategy students, Qin Jin smiled kindly, his voice resonating.
"Martial Abyss, Qin Jin."
...
Cold Plum City, starship docking area.
Amidst the roar, a starship landed.
On the side of the starship, a special emblem was engraved.
It was a pattern resembling a clock face, with hands slowly turning above. On the face, the markers representing ti were displayed in an ancient character from the Star Sea, unusually irregular — the top center showed eleven, then, after a certain angle, it beca six; all the tis were chaotic and disordered.
This was the emblem of Ti Law Academy, one of the Seven Great top schools in the Corridor Star System.
Outside the docking area.
Zhang Zhilan leaned against the Star Shuttle, her expression sowhat happy.
She had just joined the Patrol Bureau not long ago and could not participate in core events, but in her perspective, having the opportunity to welco students from top academies was also important work, representing her superiors’ regard for her.
At this mont.
As the starship landed, she instantly straightened, becoming serious, entering work mode.
The hatch opened, and three young figures, one in front, two behind, ca down the gangway.
"The people from Ti Law Academy are quite few as well."
The thought flashed through her mind, and a smile appeared on Zhang Zhilan’s face as she loudly said, "Hello, students from Ti Law Academy."
"I’m a mber of the Patrol Bureau, here to pick you up."
Zhang Zhilan saw the three of them looking towards her, nodding slightly.
Without hesitation, she jogged over to approach them.
But...
Just halfway there, Zhang Zhilan’s figure ca to an abrupt halt, stopped on the spot, raised her hand, rubbed her eyes, and looked again.
In her vision.
The starship from Ti Law Academy remained, but the three who just descended the gangway were suddenly nowhere to be seen.
"Where are they?!"
"Returned to the starship?"
"The hatch is already closed, and the gangway has retracted!"
The starship docked silently, like a silent giant beast.
Zhang Zhilan looked at the closed hatch, not expecting it to open for a minor figure like herself.
"The students from Ti Law don’t want to contact the Patrol Bureau?"
Nurous guesses arose in her mind as she opened her communication wristwatch, initiating a call.
"Speak."
Once the call connected, a steady male voice ca through.
"Captain, three students from Ti Law Academy have arrived."
"Mm."
The man referred to as Captain responded: "Bring them back to the bureau, and your task will be complete. As previously ntioned, you’ll have a three-day leave."
"Captain..."
Zhang Zhilan’s voice quivered slightly: "Those three students..."
"Disappeared."
By the end, she couldn’t help but show a mournful face.
"What?!"
The voice from the wristwatch noticeably increased in volu.
Zhang Zhilan did not notice.
At that mont.
A short distance from her, the space gently rippled for a mont, as if there were a special force masking the area.
...
In the conference room.
Qin Jin’s voice echoed.
His gaze swept across the array of figures inside the conference room.
The Celestial Strategy Academy is highly integrated with the Federation military.
Currently, these sa-year students from Celestial Strategy Academy have been enrolled for a while, and their deanor has changed noticeably, exuding a distinct "just standing there as a soldier" vibe.
As his gaze swept by.
Qin Jin’s eyes montarily lingered on one of the figures.
At that mont.
A gentle voice erged in the room.
"Qin Jin."
He repeated the na, then asked, "What’s the other student’s na?"
The speaker was a man wearing glasses, with an air of elegance.
With Qin Jin’s current eyesight, the distance was enough to discern all details. Those glasses were clearly specially made, infused with technological elents of unknown purpose.
From the seating arrangents in the conference room, it seed most of the room subtly deferred to this man.
"Han Miao."
Han Miao’s voice resonated, molded by ntal discipline.
This unique form of communication drew the attention of the Celestial Strategy students.
"Just the two of you?"
"Seems rather insufficient in numbers."
At that mont, another slightly hearty voice erged.
The speaker sat to the right of the glasses-wearing man, standing in a posture of opposition.
"Why do you say that?"
Qin Jin spoke.
"The local Inspection Bureau seems unwilling for us to be overly involved."
The man with the glasses stood up and walked towards Qin Jin.
He waved his hand, and a Celestial Strategy student took out a fingertip-sized piece of special equipnt, gently activated it, isolating the eting room’s sounds from leaking out,
At the sa ti, the glasses-wearing man continued: "The materials they’ve shared appear abundant, but are actually filled with empty words. Since our arrival, we’ve submitted four proposals, but all have been dismissed."
"Exactly."
The hearty voice chid in, straightening his sturdy fra, speaking deeply: "Since they’re reluctant to accept our help, with the academy’s task at the forefront, we might as well start fresh."
"We initially intended to wait until everyone from Martial Abyss and Ti Law arrived, join forces, and have enough manpower to investigate the information."
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