Cosmic Abyss
Copyright© 2024 by loliland
Chapter 13: Three Groups of Intelligence Agents
boss?
Haven’t all my bosses been annihilated by anti-matter bombs?
In the somewhat dark reception room, Hamilton saw three men and women wearing Sherman Empire uniforms.
During the three days he was locked up in the dark room, Hamilton was not idle. He gained a lot of common sense through Hanton’s memory and the books he had at his disposal.
For example, Hamilton recognized the ranks of the three imperial soldiers in front of him at a glance.
The middle-aged man in the middle is a lieutenant colonel and should be the main leader among the three.
The young woman on the left is a lieutenant, holding a notebook-like network terminal and responsible for writing notes.
The major on the far right doesn’t have much presence, he should be a deputy or something.
”Hello, Captain Hanton,” the lieutenant colonel spoke first, extending his right hand.
Hamilton performed a military salute with a fist pump, and then gently shook hands with the opponent.
”Please take a seat, Hanton.”
The lieutenant colonel signaled, and the prison guard politely exited the reception room.
The female lieutenant took out an oval-shaped instrument and pressed the button a few times. A light blue plasma light curtain enveloped the four of them, blocking outside eavesdropping.
Such an excellent sense of technology.
The lieutenant colonel said in a deep voice: “Hanton, we are a little late. I hope you don’t mind. The military decided to let you bear this infamy after careful consideration. You performed very well in the interrogation meeting.”
”Sir, these are what I should do.”
”You may suffer some grievances next,” the lieutenant colonel said, “By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I am a staff member of MI12. You don’t need to know my name. I am a technical officer on the surface.”
”Okay sir.”
Hamilton nodded in response: “Does the Empire need anything from me?”
His acting skills are simply impeccable.
”Yes Hanton,” the lieutenant colonel said with a serious face, “You can’t plead guilty, that will cause an unprecedented blow to the empire’s reputation. We must publicly deny the existence of Professor Kilgrove and the Valkyrie Project, or in other words, they are Never existed.”
Hamilton nodded to show he understood.
”Hanton, you don’t have to worry. No matter what verdict the Interstellar Court makes, we will get you back within two to three years, and you will become a hero - although you cannot appear in public, you and your family will get the honor of a hero family. treatment.”
Hamilton let his eyes be filled with yearning, and he couldn’t help cursing in his heart.
The meeting lasted about five minutes.
The empire’s lieutenant colonel gave him some encouragement and exhortations, basically asking Hamilton to deny the Valkyrie plan in court.
This should be part of the Sherman Empire’s interstellar public opinion war, otherwise the Empire’s MI12 would not come looking for his abandoned son.
As for whether anyone will pay attention to this poor Hanton after the next court session...
Hamilton had no illusions about this.
It’s better to think about how to jailbreak, which is at least a little more reliable.
Every three days, the prisoners will have a chance to have a collective break. They go to the top deck garden in turn according to the floor. The collective break on the fifth floor is from 3 to 5 pm.
Hamilton plans to use today’s outing to carefully observe the structure of the entire prison and establish an escape plan as soon as possible.
Leaving prison is actually not that difficult. How to get a spaceship that can jump and how to drive it are Hamilton’s biggest difficulties.
But after lunch, something unexpected happened to Hamilton...
”No. 0539, Hanton.”
Inspector Gulipa, who was holding the square piece of glass, frowned and looked at Hanton.
There was a bit of confusion in the warden’s eyes, but he still read the information he had just received.
”Reception room No. 10, your boss is waiting for you again.”
uh-huh?
Did those three people forget to tell them something, so they rushed back?
Aren’t the rules of this prison that you can only visit once a week?
That’s right, the rules of this interstellar organization are designed to be trampled on by those powerful political bodies.
Hamilton arrived at the door of the reception room under the escort of guards. He was stunned as soon as he opened the door.
There are still two men and one woman wearing imperial military uniforms, and they are still equipped with the military ranks of lieutenant colonel, major, and lieutenant.
But these were not the three who had been here before lunch.
what’s the situation?
Hamilton tried his best to suppress the doubts in his heart, and continued to salute, shake hands, and sit down. The other party took out a square instrument and opened a pink mask.
”Captain Hanton,” said the lieutenant colonel, “I am a staff member of MI12. You don’t need to know my name. This is our discipline.”
”Sir,” Hamilton decided to remain calm, “is there anything you want to tell me?”
”Yes, Captain,” the Lieutenant Colonel sighed, “The current public opinion situation is very unfavorable to us. I’m sorry to keep you waiting here for so long. We will rescue you as soon as possible.”
Hamilton looked grateful.
The lieutenant colonel pondered for a few times and said slowly:
”As you know, Hanton, every country is actually conducting genetic fusion experiments. Although Kilgrove is a bit radical, he is still a scholar whom we respect.
”We invested a lot of money in the Martial God project, but what we got now are just some wreckage that can’t be broken anymore.”
Hamilton asked, “Is there no remote backup of experimental content?”
”Unfortunately, no,” the lieutenant colonel said. “Although this is a simple mistake, Professor Kilgrove has been unwilling to share his research results with other departments and refused to back them up.”
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