The specialty of Xiajing is a wine cup of wine of a fingertip that is enough to intoxicate. The glass of Mostima is full of sincerity in the culture of the dry galaxy.

However, just as Master Jedi was about to drink the wine in the glass, a change occurred.

"Huh...dream."

Nan Qianyu suddenly made a strange sound of difficulty breathing and nausea. His face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot. In just one moment, he felt like he was inhuman.

Mostima's eyes suddenly became sharp. She put down her wine glass and came to Nan Qianyu.

Sean took the wine glass at the right time, and a tiny robotic arm stretched out from the mechanical ring on his wrist. A probe probe penetrated into the wine, and an alarm sounded instantly.

Nan Qianyu's face swelled rapidly like a balloon, and strange tumors continued to breed and spread on his face. He struggled and said, "Sure enough, you want to kill someone to silence you."

Mostima ignored his misunderstanding and seriously considered how to rescue him.

She has quite profound medical attainments, but even so, the Jedi master could not tell for a moment what kind of poison Nan Qianyu was infected with and how to treat it symptomatically. She tried to borrow the force, but was interrupted by a shrill alarm.

Mostima was stunned and looked at Sean.

Sean immediately put down his wine glass and no longer tried to analyze the toxins in the wine. Instead, he found out the communication ring and the adapter purchased on the passenger ship, and connected it to the galaxy intranet.

Seeing the urgent news, Sean's face changed: "Master, the situation is wrong. Nan Qianyu's poisoning has actually been on the news, and the police are coming so fast!"

Mostima said: "Shawn, prepare for implementation."

“Yes, Master.”

The Jedi Master and Apprentice never took this task lightly, and had deduced enough plans long before arriving in Xiajing.

Almost at the same time, a team of gunmen wearing black police armor approached with fine steps. Several explosive guns painted black were pointed at the Jedi master and apprentice: "Don't move!"

"Raising your hands behind your head!"

"Squat in the corner!"

"We are Xia Jing police!"

As they shouted, the team of gun-armed police rushed in.

Sean looked at these policemen and felt cold: these policemen all showed the word "elite" in their arms and movements, but they were just abandoned pieces on the chessboard.

The person who sets the trap should know very well that the opponent is a Jedi, so it is impossible not to know that a mere team of gun-carrying police officers can't do anything to the opponent.

Even in this small bar private room, even if Mostima himself doesn't take action, Sean alone can knock down all the policemen present with lightsaber.

But that was the result that the person behind the scenes wanted: the dignified Jedi warrior poisoned Nan Qianyu, the temporary head of the Nan family, in Xia Jing, the capital of the galaxy. After the incident, he even openly slaughtered Xia Jing police...

By then, the Jedi master and disciple will be unaware of it and will be criticized by thousands of people. The Republic no longer needs to rely on the Ganxing system to be honest and be a member of its own.

Unfortunately, these policemen underestimated the Jedi's ability.

Mostima said softly when facing the policeman holding a gun: "Put down the gun and call the person in charge of your business."

The next moment, the seven policemen in the team showed confusion on their faces, and at the same time put down their explosive guns, murmured: "Yes, Director Xia should indeed be invited."

When he heard the word Director Xia, Mosti's brows slightly clustered, and when he saw Shawn, he began to frown when he saw him.

Director Xia, judging from Xia Jing's public information, it is likely that Xia Yan, the director of the Security Bureau of Qiankun Group, is a person who is often located in [Kun] and often travels between Xia Jing and the sky.

As a senior executive of the group, he is only one step away from the board of directors. His security bureau is in charge of the security of hundreds of billions of people in the galaxy system. There is no need to repeat the status of his noble and prominent status.

Such a big man directly commands the frontline police?

Sean's heart moved and had some thoughts, so he took a step forward and prepared to induce the police to say more.

Although he was not as good as his master's application of the Force and could not make many people lose their minds in the blink of an eye, he was still able to control one person with ease.

Unfortunately, just before Sean had time to act, another burst of rapid footsteps came from the corridor.

Compared with the policeman who broke through the door, the man's footsteps were heavier and steady. Just based on the sound, a resolute and upright figure appeared in Sean's mind.

The main master is here.

So Sean did not try to make things difficult for a grassroots police officer. When Xia Yan came, he just asked him directly.

This is not a lurking manor, and it is necessary to make a conclusive and innocent legal theory, so they don’t need to be so restrained. It is best to be able to ask the truth directly from the other party.

However, the next moment, Xia Yan walked in wearing light armor and sneered. The moment he walked in, Mostima reached out to stop Shaun.

Of course, Sean himself knew that the original plan was going to be invalid.

Xia Yan, the director of the Group Security Bureau, who is in charge of the safety of hundreds of billions of people, walked into the door, and three red light spots lit up on the back of his head. The first sentence he said was: "If I have any signs of being hypnotized, the snipers will immediately blow my head, and then you are the murderers."

Sean was stunned when he heard this: This posture was really unique and he was trying to win the crowd. This is clearly because he had long regarded the Jedi as an imaginary enemy, and the plan of the master and the disciple might be invalidated.

After glanced at me, I saw that the master was pondering and was thinking about ways to adapt, so Sean bought her time.

"If you really want to be deterrent, you should install micro bombs on your body and then find someone to remotely control the switch, which is safer than a sniper rifle."

But when Xia Yan didn't say a word, he ignored the technical problems raised by Sean, glanced in the room and said coldly: "If I had known that the Republic and the Jedi were uneasy toward the Qiankun Group, I would have been so arrogant that I dared to kill people in the capital. I am worthy of being the executioner of the Republic."

Upon hearing this, Sean asked his master again, "Is this memorizing the manuscript?"

Mostima observed the Director Xia coldly and responded: "It's obvious. But being able to write these words into a manuscript means that the other party has been planning for a long time. Maybe it was from the moment we boarded the ship, maybe it was at the moment when Nan Heli died, or even the vision before Nan Heli died, which was to guard against him and the people behind him..."

Before Master Jedi finished speaking, Xia Yan's face finally changed slightly. He waved his hand. The police around him were a little surprised, but they still retreated one after another.

In the small private room in this bar, there are only three living people and one dead person left.

The Jedi master and disciple were not in a hurry to take action, because the light spot behind Xia Yan's head was still there, but there was no one around, and some words could be said openly.

Xia Yan said: "Master Mostima, since the Republic knows that Nan Heli's death is of great importance, why should we get involved in it so anxiously? Qiankun Group has lived peacefully with the Republic for many years, so why do we have to make life twists and turns for a mere person?"

Mostima said: "The death of a mere person is not important. Your words are contradictory. What's more, there are more than one dead now."

Sean said, "I suggest you read it according to the manuscript."

A blush of anger suddenly appeared on Xia Yan's face, but he suppressed his anger and said, "Leave now, we can pretend that nothing has happened."

"If not, you will throw dirty water on the Jedi Order?" asked Mostima.

Xia Yan said stiffly: "If not, all the crimes committed by the Republic in the Qiankun Group will be made public, and the hundreds of billions of people in the galaxy system will see clearly."

Mostima said: "I'm afraid we're really leaving like this, and the evidence of the murder will be implemented."

Xia Yan said with a stern face: "The evidence has been confirmed for a long time, it is just a difference between whether it is published or not."

While speaking, he walked to the wine table, picked up the pattern with recording function on the table, and said, "This chest decoration records the conversation with Nan Qianyu after entering the golden scales. In the recording, Nan Qianyu would suspect that Nan Heli's death was related to the Jedi, and stated a lot of relevant evidence. Then he died of poison. Before he died, he would insist that the Jedi master and disciple were the murderer."

Sean recalled the previous conversation and suddenly said, "A dialogue record taken out of context?"

"However, if any third party listens, you two will not argue. Especially this thing is owned by the deceased Nan Qianyu himself. No one will believe that the dignified Nan family will frame you with their lives. So your evidence of guilt is undoubtedly confirmed."

Xia Yan held the chest ornament in his hand, and his expression seemed to be sure of victory, but Sean couldn't help laughing: "Ha, then please let the director broadcast the undoubted evidence of the crime."

Xia Yan was stunned when he heard this, feeling a little unbelievable. He crushed the patterns, took out a chip from it, and put it into a groove in his arm armor.

The next moment, a melodious music sounded from the arm and armor. As for the dialogue that should have appeared, there was no sentence.

Sean couldn't help but touch his wrist. Previously, when Mostima performed the magical power of the flashing fingers, he actually performed a unique skill - taking advantage of Nan Qianyu's attention to be attracted, he used the micro-mechanics to destroy the voice record in the chip.

This is purely due to the habit of being prepared for any eventuality.

In response to this, Xia Yan was silent for a long time and gritted his teeth and said, "The evidence of guilt was destroyed without realizing it. The Jedi method is indeed brilliant, but so arrogant and inadvertent, do you really think that the Qiankun Group is afraid of the Jedi Warrior Group?!"

Sean sincerely asked: "You are really not even afraid of Jedi?"

Xia Yan's face was cold and he didn't say a word.

Mostima couldn't help but feel amused when he heard it beside him.

Sean really asked a good question: Is Qiankun Group afraid of the Jedi Warrior Group? Of course, I am afraid! If I am not afraid, why should the security director of the group come to negotiate with their master and apprentice with three sniper rifles? Why should Nan Qianyu, the director of Nanming Capital, behave as an abandoned son to frame the Jedi?

It is precisely because I am still afraid of the reputation of the Jedi deep in my heart that I use these conspiracies and tricks to snipe over my head and pretend to be tough.

But Master Jedi quickly curled his smile because the status quo is still not optimistic.

Although the chest ornament link has been cleverly cracked, it has no substantial impact on the overall situation. Judging from the current situation, the opponent of the Jedi master and apprentice is likely to be the giant Qiankun Group, and the group's layout scale is far beyond expectations, and there must be more than one chest ornament for frame-up.

They can use out-of-context dialogue records as evidence of guilt, so it is not surprising that a recording is forged out of thin air. Qiankun Group does not need to convince everyone, but only persuade locals in the Gan Galaxy system.

The biggest difference between this galaxy and Bergamore is that the Qiankun Group has indeed controlled the hearts of hundreds of billions of people. After thousands of years of rule, the group's foundation in this galaxy is unbreakable.

As for the situation in the Republic, it is even more subtle. The years of being close and distant does not mean that the parliament is really alienated from the Qiankun Group. On the contrary, the more closely they appear, the easier it is tolerate the parliament. What we see along the way is, whether it is the extraordinary design structure on the passenger ship or the robots at the customs entrance that have far surpassed the local level, it all confirms that the Qiankun Group has received special treatment - on the other hand, the dictator of Baigamore, who wants to eat some Coruscant food, has to rely on [Opera Trade].

The only thing that can balance the situation is that Qiankun Group is still afraid of the reputation of Jedi in the end.

So Mostima asked, "Are you really ready to frame a Jedi master?"

Faced with a Jedi master's calm question, Xia Yan felt an indescribable heavy pressure surged into his heart for a moment. He was silent for a long time and said in a gentle tone: "As far as I know, Jedi has never been a straightforward law enforcement officer. You often play the role of diplomats and go on missions everywhere. You are best at weighing the pros and cons and considering them comprehensively..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mostima: "Don't solve the meaning of the Jedi. Whether weighing the pros and cons or thinking about it all together, it will not become a reason to distort the truth and encourage evil."

Xia Yan said: "The two of them should have had preliminary insights into the ruling achievements of the Qiankun Group in the Ganxing System. There may be flaws of one kind or another, but this prosperity and strength are real. There are countless galaxies in the outer ring star domain, and it is rare to see that those more powerful than the Ganxing System. Without the Qiankun Group, there would not be a peaceful life of hundreds of billions of people."

"The Qiankun Group is shaken, and the peace of the hundreds of billions of people will be immediately broken. If the two want to shake the rule of the Qiankun Group for the sake of the death of just two people, it is to override the personal morality above the welfare of the hundreds of billions of people."

Mostima said: "If the Qiankun Group really intends to negotiate with us seriously, then when we set foot on Xiajing's land, we should not see a despicable poisoning and frame-up. Such rulers are not qualified to kidnap the welfare of hundreds of billions of people in the galaxy. If you replace you, these hundreds of billions of people may be able to live better."

Having said that, Xia Yan no longer tried to persuade: "Okay, then follow the procedures. The two suspected of murdering Nan Qianyu, the Xiajing police will arrest them according to law. Of course, you are Jedi warriors, so you can resist arrest by force and kill seven in and seven out of the crowd."

Xia Yan said again: "There are only dozens of fully armed police officers and more than a dozen combat drones here. If the rumors about the Jedi are true, then after a bloody battle, these brave police officers will most likely be wiped out. Under the fierce battle, hundreds of innocent people in the bar will also suffer heavy casualties. At that time, these blood debts will naturally fall on you!"

Sean was frightened and furious when he heard this.
To be continued...