Abyss Solo-Chapter 509 - 227 The Threat from Griss_2

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Chapter 509: 227 The Threat from Griss_2

Hesitation leads to chaos, and Yang Ming wasn’t the indecisive type. He said in a calm voice,

"Keep an eye on him. Prepare an exit strategy. If this attempt fails, no big deal, we can just confront the Empire directly with White Ghost."

"Yes, boss."

Lyu’s projection quickly vanished, and the shielding device in the room shut down simultaneously.

Yang Ming walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his hands in his pockets, gazing at the scenery outside. Half of his solemn face was reflected in the window.

Buzz, buzz.

A vibration came from the table. Yang Ming opened his left hand, and the terminal floated into his palm on its own.

It was the daily greeting from Captain Catherine.

Yang Ming’s expression relaxed considerably, and he exchanged messages with Catherine for a while.

Catherine sent another photo.

A city engulfed in the flames of war. Catherine, along with Bryant and several supermodified people, stood on a hill full of small flowers. Above them, warships were entering the atmosphere, and behind them, Imperial soldiers covered the hills, each on a hoverboard, armed with laser rifles, their Light Shield Emitters equipped, ready for urban combat.

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Yang Ming chuckled silently and sent Catherine a sighing emoji.

[Catherine (Captain): How’s this composition?]

Yang Ming:...

Well, isn’t that a miscommunication.

Griss felt like he was on the brink of unemployment.

He, the pinnacle of a generally enhanced warrior, infamous leader of a small reckless squadron at Heavenly Fury Fortress, dubbed the strongest on-the-spot commander, known for hundreds of romantic escapades... now was at the verge of being swallowed whole by his superior’s big mouth!

Over the past month, Griss gambled on his personal charisma, mobilizing vast amounts of manpower and resources to search for White Ghost on Yaha Star.

They used every method - high technology, high manpower, high harassment, high protein - but couldn’t capture White Ghost’s trail again.

And White Ghost kept provoking them by reporting high-level corruption twice in one month, choosing the very Yaha Star that just suffered a terrorist attack during the Fire Suppression Festival for the exposés.

Griss’s work wasn’t a total failure, but it completely fell through.

Tomorrow, the search operation was to be concluded. Griss would soon leave the planet, return to Heavenly Fury Fortress to make his report, and await punishment from higher-ups.

This year’s bonus was gone;

Paid vacation was unlikely too;

Because White Ghost had been toying with them from afar for so long, not many women would seek to warm up to him once he returned...

Thinking of this, Griss let out a long sigh.

None of that really mattered. The frustration of knowing White Ghost lingered just on the edge of his vision yet being unable to grasp him was driving Griss nearly insane.

He decided to have a drink, found a dimly lit, legally operating establishment, ordered several glasses of strong nerve relaxants, and sat in a corner drinking sullenly.

Griss laid out his wristwatch, gently swiping a few times until he found a recent favorite political commentary show.

As expected, that familiar face appeared on the TV again.

Hui Saka.

This famous detective was making waves on Yaha Star lately.

His clever actions during the terrorist attack earned him the public’s respect, and his earlier detective feats on Saka Star gave him a faintly glowing aura.

This guy really knew how to create buzz, making headlines almost every two or three days.

Things like rejecting an invitation to dance from Yaha Star’s top socialite at a noble’s banquet, single-handedly entering a gang’s territory and using his persuasive skills to talk half a gang into surrendering, confronting a veteran talk show host live on TV, reducing them to tears during a debate...

His signature move—adjusting his glasses—was adored by numerous fans.

Griss, of course, knew that Hui Saka’s ongoing popularity was also pushed by some Imperial manipulators behind the scenes, attempting to divert White Ghost’s attention to Hui Saka.

This had been an Imperial policy from long ago.

Commoners were supposed to experience politics in an entertaining manner, using humor to mitigate the oppressive nature of the Emperor’s power, and aside from the Emperor and the royal family being untouchable, talk show hosts could openly criticize ministers.

However, they still had to consider whether their target was an established noble minister, and generally they only pressured those with no legacy or private armies.

Was Hui Saka aiming to tread the path of a political celebrity in the Empire?

A similar path in the New Federation, Free Federation, or even the Guel Alliance wasn’t anything new; many entertainment hosts could transition to being politicians.

But in the Empire, it was indeed novel.

"An imaginative young man."

Griss rubbed his messy stubble, then drank the bitter liquor down, continuing to worry about his career.

He no longer wished to find White Ghost.

He simply couldn’t outplay White Ghost.

He only wanted to minimize the negative impact of this failure. After all, he quite liked his job at Heavenly Fury Fortress, where the staff was always full of young women.

The projection screen emitted Hui Saka’s voice:

"The traffic minister of this planet has never experienced this famous upper-level floating roadway. It’s unbelievable to me. That’s one of the most famous local spots, known for its draftiness and pressure changes, so much so that extreme off-road teams are booking that route for training.

"If he manages to drink a full glass of water while passing through, we might consider taking him apart to see if there’s a gyroscope inside him."

Griss grinned.

Hui Saka was about to adjust his glasses again, which surely contained a teleprompter.

Later, he should bid farewell to this fellow. After all, they were somewhat friends.

Griss sighed lightly, his fingers gliding over the projection screen, finding a girl group’s synchronized dance to drink to, losing himself in the swaying thighs.

This was more relieving.

Hmm?

Detective, political commentary, prospective Baron of the Empire, young man...

Griss paused his drinking motion, his brow slightly furrowing.

As if a flash of inspiration struck, he set down the bottle, swiping away those pale thighs, and his fingers rapidly searched for Hui Saka’s profile.

His credentials were almost too glamorous, and every entry had been generated in the past six months... six months ago, he was an unknown, just an ordinary young man in the Empire?

Griss once again took out the photo of "White Ghost" Hanton and found a Hui Saka photo at the same angle and expression, comparing them closely.

These were not the same person.

Both the machines and his eyes gave Griss the same answer.

Plastic surgery could reshape bones, but pupil distance couldn’t be changed, and their eyes were entirely different.

Captain Hanton’s eyes were firm, clear, full of fervent reverence for the Empire—typical of a young officer raised under Imperial indoctrination.

Hui Saka’s gaze was languid and composed, always tinged with a sense of cleverness, giving the impression that he was smart, perceptive, but lacked conviction.

Griss buried his right hand in his messy hair, pulling it twice.

"What am I tripping over?"

He mumbled offhandedly, curiosity about Hui Saka piqued, as he began to scour for insider information, using his clearance to access some confidential investigation data.

In the official database, noble records were several times more numerous than those of commoners.

He was an illegitimate son of the Saka family.

An illegitimate child?

This routine felt familiar; wasn’t it a common way for many wealthy children to blend into the nobility?

Griss sipped his drink, his fingers drumming on the projection screen, the tactile feedback feeling incredibly real.

Two or three months ago, the Noble Council on Saka Star had just completed Hui Saka’s noble registry, and he was exceptionally promoted from Honorary Knight to prospective noble.

Godoy Saka, who is Hui Saka’s biological father, matched their genetic test for a parent-child relationship.

Godoy Saka... The database showed that he had left Saka Star and now worked in the Emperor Star Circle’s Sanhe Shipyard as a hull design engineer?

A noble Viscount taking up a job as a shipbuilding engineer?

What the hell, why were there so many anomalies?

Griss made a call, gathering a tech team, directing their attention to Saka Star. He had them launch an immediate investigation into Godoy Saka, demanding every piece of information about the Viscount.

What Griss hadn’t noticed was a hidden surveillance camera behind him, aimed at his projection screen, its indicator light faintly glowing red, signaling the device was active.

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