novelslam Chapter 750 The Underground Organization "Ink Owl"
Chapter 750 The Underground Organization "Ink Owl"
at the same time.
Beta Star, the "Aurora Palace" is an extremely luxurious residence.
This is a top-tier private manor that Zhao Wuji specially prepared for Lin Qiye. Even the concentration of spiritual energy in the air has been purified twice by sophisticated instruments.
Lin Qiye was lounging on a soft couch carved from a single piece of warm jade, with Chen Lingxue and Yu Mingyue sitting on either side of him, gently massaging his shoulders.
Wearing a smart combat dress, Su Yun walked briskly behind him with her long legs.
She leaned down slightly, exuding a pleasant, subtle fragrance, and whispered in Lin Qiye's ear:
"Master, we just received a message from the starport that our warship's automatic defense system intercepted and shot down an advanced stealth drone that was trying to approach and spy on us."
A sharp glint flashed in Su Yun's peach blossom eyes: "The core of this drone uses a mimicry module, which is extremely technologically advanced..."
"A star system like the 0123 Gemini system, which primarily serves as a transit trade hub, would have no way of possessing the technology to manufacture this level of cloaking equipment. It's highly likely... that those people in the main star sector who have been following us all along are behind this."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye gently tapped the armrest of the soft couch with his fingers, his dark purple eyes remaining calm and still.
"It seems the aroma of this meat has indeed made many people forget how to spell 'death'."
Just then, a guard's urgent yet respectful voice came from outside the door.
"Chief Zhao Wuji requests an audience! He says he has important matters to discuss with you and apologizes!"
"Let him in," Lin Qiye said calmly.
A moment later, Zhao Wuji, who was over two meters tall, practically ran into the hall.
His imposing, giant face was covered in cold sweat. Before he even reached Lin Qiye, he bowed deeply.
"My lord! My lord, calm down!"
Zhao Wuji's voice trembled slightly, and he didn't even dare to look up:
"Regarding the drone spying incident that just occurred at the starport, I have ordered a thorough investigation of the wreckage. This 'Ghost-7' stealth aircraft employs three-phase psionic concealment technology... this is simply a technological capability that our star system cannot possibly possess!"
He looked up abruptly, his vertical pupils filled with trepidation and a desperate attempt to prove his innocence:
"Your Excellency is wise! Although I am greedy, I am by no means foolish. I would never dare to do something that could cost me my head!"
Seeing Zhao Wuji's tense and wary expression, Lin Qiye remained unmoved and simply looked at him calmly.
That suffocating silence was like a heavy hammer, constantly pounding on Zhao Wuji's psychological defenses.
Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth, as if he had made a tremendous decision, and bowed again, his tone carrying a hint of almost fawning humility:
"It was my inadequate security that disturbed your enjoyment, sir. To express my apologies, I have privately prepared a small gift for you in the northeastern region of the Gemini star map."
"That area includes an asteroid belt and a Class E mineral planet. Although it's not large, it's in a blind spot off the trade routes, making its location excellent. If needed in the future, you can modify it as you see fit, making it your... foothold in this star sector. I will not interfere."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards Zhao Wuji now showing a hint of approval.
This Zhao Wuji is indeed an extremely clever businessman.
By apologizing and giving gifts, he not only cleverly cleared himself of suspicion, but also seized the opportunity to directly tie himself to Lin Qiye.
Giving away a mining planet and territory is equivalent to paying "protection money" to Lin Qiye, and it also lays the most solid foundation for climbing up to a powerful patron in the future.
"Chief Zhao, you are a smart man."
Lin Qiye withdrew his oppressive aura, and his tone softened somewhat:
"As long as this matter truly has nothing to do with you, I naturally won't hold a grudge. Since you're so willing, then I'll accept that piece of land in the northeast of Xingtu."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji finally felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling completely exhausted.
"Thank you for your understanding, sir! Thank you for your kindness, sir!"
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and repeatedly assured him, "Please rest assured, sir, I am still investigating the source of that drone. Although I am not very confident, I will report to you immediately if there is any clue! Until then, everything in this Gemini system is entirely at your disposal!"
He knew very well that from the moment Lin Qiye nodded and accepted the gift, he had truly entered this man's "sight".
Lin Qiye looked at Zhao Wuji's tense expression and simply waved his hand dismissively.
"Since you can't find it, then forget it. A fly hiding in the shadows, too afraid to show its face, isn't worth my precious trip here."
Lin Qiye's thoughts, however, were not on the small drone at this moment.
Rather than spending another day here for some cowardly fellow, it would be better to return to the 0755 star system sooner, where he can truly focus his attention.
"Su Yun, go and coordinate with Starport."
Lin Qiye withdrew his gaze, his tone returning to its usual coldness, "Once the resupply is confirmed, we will set off immediately. We will not make any public response to this spying; let them speculate."
"Yes, Master!" Su Yun bowed slightly and immediately turned to leave to make the arrangements.
Seeing Lin Qiye let the matter go so decisively, Zhao Wuji felt a great weight lifted from his heart, but he also felt a deeper sense of awe for this man's "appetite" and "magnanimity".
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at the same time.
It was in the presidential suite of a top-tier hotel located on the outskirts of Star Harbor.
The room was dimly lit, and several figures were staring intently at the distant starport through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
They were not lackeys of the powerful families in the main star sector, but rather members of "Ink Owl," the largest underground organization in the [011 Star Sector].
"Old K, are you sure?" A gaunt man with an electronic eye that glowed with an eerie green light in his right eye stared intently at the last image that had just been transmitted back.
That was the moment before the drone was shot down.
The middle-aged man, referred to as Old K, looked grave as he continuously scrolled through comparison information on the holographic screen:
"According to my sources, a battleship of this caliber has fewer than a hundred crew members. This is an enormous, 'super-sized fat fish'!"
Old K was just passing through the area to handle a smuggling deal when he unexpectedly stumbled upon these two unmarked warships entering the port.
As an underground organization that has survived and grown larger, they have never relied on mindless brute force, but rather on their extremely keen sense of smell and their unparalleled intelligence network.
"Have you found out their identities?" the gaunt man asked urgently, his greed evident in his words.
"Cannot be found!"
Old K slammed his fist on the table, his voice filled with anxiety. "That's the strangest part. These two ships have erased all their family crests, so we can't find them yet... I just used all my connections in the 0123 system and found out that the ship's registrant is named 'Yu Mingyue'..."