1643. Infiltration (Part 1)
"We don't know whether your body shape and appearance have entered the database of the Galactic Republic Intelligence Department, but we have to make the worst judgment. So, you need to become a completely different person."
"Of course, we will naturally rehabilitate you at the end of the mission." Nova walked into the spacecraft and put aside the huge sniper rifle she was carrying on her back. Then she pointed to the medical cabin in front of her.
James Bond didn't hesitate and walked in directly. A doctor floated over with three medical robots, taking him to the central operating area and lying on the operating platform.
"Relax, this surgery is not painful. I have developed a complete plastic surgery plan for you, which will completely transform you into a different person. At the same time, there will be no irreversible plans. When the task is completed After that, a simple surgery is all it takes to fully recover," the doctor said.
James Bond nodded and began to take off all his clothes.
At this time, Nova's voice came from outside, "In order to save time, I will now play you the information about your new identity. These messages will be directly implanted into your brain, but you still need to use them flexibly. Now follow my train of thought Come: Your new name is Sunil Chhetri, a wealthy businessman from the planet Kuat..."
"You should know that I am not wearing any clothes right now, ma'am." James Bond said calmly.
"Do you think I should praise you?" Nova said with a hint of sarcasm.
"I mean, it's a shame we don't know much about each other." James Bond smiled.
"And I know a lot about you - since you first appeared in front of me." Nova said, "Don't forget, every ghost is an excellent telepath."
"I'm curious, what does my inner world look like to you?"
"Anyway...it's not something that makes me happy. It's not annoying either."
The doctor's voice finally came, "Okay, we can start. First, I will inject filling material between your spines. After this filling material is fixed, the material will be exactly the same as the bones. This will increase your height. Increased from 1.78 meters to 1.85 meters."
With that said, the medical robot began to insert several needles directly into James' spine!
"Hmm...hiss...this is not the "painless" you just said. "James Bond held back the pain.
On the other side, Nova explained regardless and played the holographic image for James, "Remember your identity, Sunil Chhetri, a Kwati man, 57 years old, born on the planet Kwati. Now in Duro Planet has opened a business called Vail Industrial Processing Company, specializing in the production of tractor beam generators for engineering. The business has just started, and you are preparing to expand your business through some less legal ways... Then there are the details of life, your wife yes……"
The doctor also continued his work with the cooperation of the medical robot, "Then the shoulder width, arm length, and foot model... You have a bad habit of walking with your left foot splayed. This is related to an injury in your early years. It has something to do with it. So your foot model also needs to be adjusted according to this habit."
"The way the Kuati people speak in the capital area, they bite every word very hard, which means there is no ending sound at all. You can understand that the end of each word is a silent "um" sound... You need to get used to this way of speaking within 3 hours. "Nova continued.
"Then for skin color, I will directly increase the melanin content in your skin to make your skin color exactly the same as that of the Kuati people. And your face shape also needs to be adjusted... My suggestion here is to make your face round. a little……"
"Remember, you will provide the middleman with a batch of unregistered 500,000-ton tractor beams, and the price can be one-fifth of the market price."
"How to change the shape of your gums without destroying your bone structure... I happen to have the latest technology here. The latest product of Umbrella Pharmaceutical Group... Uh, what do you mean by that look?"
"Here are some professional items for industrial tractor beams. Remember, that person doesn't know much about the profession. You just need to make him think you are professional..."
…
A luxurious shuttle landed on the planet Bis in the core circle of the galaxy.
The cabin door opened, and a Qati man wearing a gorgeous robe came out. He looked to be in his fifties, tall, and his left foot moved slightly awkwardly when he walked. He looked like he was pigeon-toed. If no one mentions it, no one will come out. This person turns out to be James Bond!
Behind him were two bodyguards, a man and a woman. The man was tall, black, and wearing sunglasses. He was the ghost agent Gabriel Tosh. The woman had blond hair tied back, was dressed professionally, and was holding a personal terminal that stored various data. She looked like a secretary, so she was naturally the ghost agent Nova.
[Don’t alert the enemy, now I find that some dark Jedi are patrolling. 】Nova's voice came from the minds of the other two people.
[The Galactic Republic is using the power of voodoo more and more. They don't have the restrictions of the Jedi Order. ] Tosh said.
[So you better tuck your tail in, Tosh. Your current fragile nerves cannot withstand a blow from a Jedi. ] Nova said coldly.
[Even now, there are not many Jedi who can hurt me. ] Tosh said.
[In short, if you really fall into it, no one will save you. ] Nova said.
"I would thank you very much if you would stop flirting in my head." James Bond sighed.
They came to the door of a bar that looked ordinary on the outside, but actually had an abnormal number of whistles and bodyguards around it. James Bond took out a card with a credit ingot underneath and handed it to the doorman. . The guard put the credit ingot into his pocket without leaving a trace, picked up the card and scanned it. Sunil Chhetri's information appeared inside, and he nodded.
James Bond continued to walk in, and another doorman reached out to stop Nova and Tosh, but was roughly pushed aside by the burly Tosh and gave him a fierce look. Even through his sunglasses, the guard felt the chill as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
Arriving at a small private room, a Bisi man with two bodyguards was waiting there.
[This person is not the middleman. First you need to get this middleman to show up. He may be related to the mysterious hyperspace device. ] Nova said.
