Fang Yu pushed away his cousin's hand and said a little unhappy: "Tangtang, I'm asking you seriously."

Tang Xin finally noticed something strange about Fang Pliance, frowned and said, "Brother, do you think I'm a fool? I met Miss Scarpe before I came here, and you forgot? And what happened to you at Dawn Star,

Didn’t you tell us yourself?”

Fang Yu shook his head: "I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about earlier, before you came to Aitalia."

"Before?" Tang Xin was startled, and couldn't help but put her hand on her brother's forehead: "Brother, you really don't have a fever, do you? Why did you start talking nonsense? How could I have heard of Dawn Star before that?

It’s not a famous team.”

The more she continued, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, but fortunately, the soft fingertips responded with a cold feeling.

"No," Fang Yu pursed his lips, and suddenly found that he couldn't explain clearly: "Do you still remember when I took you to watch super competitive games together when you were a child? You were reluctant at that time. Tangtang, you

My memory is much better than mine, try to recall it and see if this is the case?"

Tang Xin blushed. She remembered the time when the two of them secretly watched videos under the covers in the middle of the night. The two of them hugged their knees and sat next to each other. The reluctance at that time was probably an act of self.

She was sweet in her heart, but she rolled her eyes at Fang Yu angrily: "You also said that every time you drag me sneaking around to watch some game in the middle of the night, you just want to find someone to share the blame with, and you want me every time.

Covering you."

Fang Yu suddenly felt guilty and argued: "Didn't I block it for you when you were being beaten?"

"I am a good boy in the eyes of outsiders," Tang Xin said angrily, "Can I compare with you?"

"Okay, okay," Fang Plover begged: "Tangtang, think about it carefully, have you heard of it at that time?"

Tang Xin said she was reluctant, but she was a little happy in her heart. She pretended not to care and said: "If you ask me to help you think about it, you have to tell me the cause and effect, right? Who would remember the name of Dawn Star? After all,

It was more than ten years ago."

Fang Yu slapped his forehead and thought that this was indeed the case, so he re-described the previous conversation with Alfan.

After Tang Xin listened, she blinked slightly and said, "When you said that, I seem to be really impressed."

Fang Yu's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "Tangtang, tell me quickly."

"Brother, do you still remember the first time we got beaten?"

"Get...beaten?"

Fang Yu blushed. He had been beaten a lot since he was a child. Who can remember clearly?

"You had just come to our house not long ago, and you insisted on dragging me to watch some game." Tang Xin couldn't help but laugh: "It turned out that the volume was too loud, and my dad and my mom caught us. That time you were

The beating was terrible, and the howl sounded like a slaughtered pig."

"There's no need to explain this kind of thing so clearly," Fang Yu said with great embarrassment, "Besides, why can't I remember what I was howling about?"

"Of course you don't remember. In fact, I don't remember clearly either." Tang Xin pursed her lips slightly and looked at her brother with clear black and white eyes.

She actually remembered clearly in her mind that at that time, this guy was howling: "Hit me, don't hit my sister——!"

Fang Yu was ashamed to mention such a thing, so he quickly went over and said vaguely: "Let's talk about serious matters, Tangtang, what do you remember?"

"When you were being beaten, this news was broadcast on the light screen," Tang Xin said with a smile: "Floating Island, the conflict between the Oshur Empire and Kaolin-Ishulian, etc., the third division is also involved.

, it was still a big event at that time.”

"Ah?" Fang Yu was a little surprised, thinking it was this: "Then have you heard about the Dawn Star?"

"I'm not sure about this. It's been too long ago. Maybe I mentioned it before," Tang Xin looked at him and asked, "And for this kind of thing, wouldn't you just ask Miss Scarpe?"

Fang Yu shook his head. Of course he wanted to ask, but he always felt that Miss Scarpe might not tell him because of her temperament. And he actually didn't care whether 'Dawn Star' was the protagonist of that matter. 'Dawn Star'

Zhixing must have experienced the Battle of Bain, but that was nothing. What he really cared about was the faint feeling of familiarity lingering in his heart.

Could it be that when he was being beaten, he heard the name "Dawn Star" and didn't pay attention to it? He couldn't help but think that he actually joined Miss Scarpet's "Dawn Star". Sometimes there are some coincidences in this world.

matter.

At this time, everyone on the other side had already finished their preparations. Luo Hao brought a large shield to block the front. Abed opened the door with the key. Ai Xiaoxiao waved to them over there:

"Tangtang, cousin, come here quickly, we are going in."

Fang Yu then said to his cousin: "Tangtang, let's go there."

Tang Xin glanced at him and nodded slightly.

…

Ambassador Liao looked out the window. In the vacuum and darkness of the universe, the silver-white circular corridor No. 2 was slowly rotating. The sun's rays were falling on the snow-like ceramic material, emitting a halo of light.

He liked watching the rotation of the microgravity ring corridor, as if he were admiring the dance of a ballet dancer. It reminded him of his graduation prom and the first time he met his lover.

It wasn't until the automatic door slid open and made a low "chi--" sound of air leaking out that he was startled.

He turned around - there was a busy scene in the control hall. The work at Stargate Port seemed to have become several times heavier in the past few months. The staff were passing changing data and information back and forth, and the channels were constantly changing.

The messages were mixed with Chinese, English, French and occasionally one or two sentences in Russian.

Noisy, chaotic.

He saw the automatic door sliding open to the left and right, and his assistant walked in from behind the door and hurriedly walked in his direction.

"Mr. Ambassador, there has been progress regarding that staff member."

Ambassador Liao took the materials from the other party and asked: "That 'snakehead'?"

'Snakehead' is the nickname they gave to the incident more than a year ago. That incident was really unbelievable. In order to make some extra money, a staff member of Stargate Port actually brought a minor to Ai

Taliyah. Although the matter was resolved satisfactorily in the end, the internal self-examination of Stargate Port has not ended. This 'smuggling' incident has exposed some problems. It is said that there are still big loopholes in the management system of Stargate Port.

There is room for further improvement.

Facing his question, the assistant nodded.

Ambassador Liao first took a look at the material, and his eyebrows raised involuntarily, with a hint of surprise in his heavy eyes. Suddenly, he raised his head and stared at the other person, asking: "Is this true?"

"This was investigated by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and there should be no mistakes."

Liao Da tapped the material with his knuckles and made a "swish" sound. He pondered for a while and then said: "'Dawn Star', if I remember correctly, they are still stranded in Stargate Port, right?"

The assistant nodded again.

"Can you arrange a meeting with them?"

"Currently, Russia has announced that it will provide asylum to 'Dawn Star' - mainly the former American citizen," the assistant replied: "They are currently in a stalemate with the Americans. If we want to intervene, we must contact both parties first.

That’s all.”

"Then give it a try," Ambassador Liao replied: "Tell them that this is not our family's business."

"Ok, I see."

…

After watching his assistant leave, Ambassador Liao turned around.

He looked at the stack of materials and couldn't help but be lost in thought for a while.

"Star of Dawn."

"Could it be a coincidence?"

He slowly opened his collar, fiddled with the button communicator underneath, and then whispered:

"File a-144-5, documents numbered 03 to 07, I want to take a look."

…

The room is a little dark.

Scarpe was opening the locker, taking out the box from under a pile of clothes, and carefully placing it on the table. When her hand touched the cold metal surface of the box, she couldn't help but subconsciously recall that she had handed over the box to the 'Owl'

I saw the two little girls at the airport that day.

"Tang-Xin."

"Ai—Xiaoxiao."

"alike."

she thought.

At the same time, she covered the surface of the box with her hands, and her slender fingertips groped for the edge of the box inch by inch in the dark, until she touched two slight protrusions. She gently pressed down the protrusions, and the box emitted a

There was a soft 'click' sound, and the cover slid aside.

She pulled out the lid, and even in the dark, she seemed to be able to see clearly what was contained in the box. It was a pile of paper, not an antique, but standard industrially produced A4 paper, with a smooth, snow-white surface and a thick thickness.

A stack of them was placed quietly at the bottom of the box.

But just as Scarpet stretched out her hand, there was the sound of the automatic door opening behind her.

"Why is it so dark?"

A thick voice sounded near the door, and Quelord looked around doubtfully: "Didn't you turn on the light?"

Scarpet was so frightened that she covered her hands. When she heard the sound, she stopped moving and turned around.

Quelord was just getting used to the dim environment when he saw her appearance clearly and couldn't help but ask: "Scape, what are you doing?"
To be continued...