Half an hour later, the technicians on the bridge basically completed their inspection work and reported to the Space Marine leader of the training team.
"Sir, there is basically no problem, but I suspect that this ship may be involved in smuggling, because they do not have a business qualification certificate, only a cargo replacement permit that is difficult to prove, issued by the planetary governor."
"Is that so?"
The Space Marine's eyepiece scanned the crowd, then paused briefly on Rataxin, then turned to a pharmacist behind him.
"What do you think?"
"It has been scanned, and there is currently no trace of the existence of gene stealers. It cannot be ruled out that there are three generations of highly mixed lurkers. A specific genetic test needs to be carried out on all bald heads."
"Bald heads, all come forward!"
There are not many bald people in the boat, but Lao Luo is one of them, and he has no choice but to undergo genetic testing.
Because there are few people, the inspection is quick.
"no problem."
Just when the Space Marines were about to close the team, a man hurriedly walked over, holding a wanted poster in his hand.
When Rozim saw it, his face started to twitch.
"Sir, found this next to the garbage disposal."
Picking up the wanted poster, the Space Marine looked at it for a while after opening it, and then looked at Rozim.
"...The pirate leader of the Blue Copper Galaxy, with a bounty of 300 million, 'Three-Legged' Jeremy Leper Aguinaga?"
"No, no, no! This isn't it, it's not me."
Rozim stepped forward and pointed at his face.
"Look, is this similar to me having half a dime? Look at the guy on the wanted poster with a pockmarked face."
"No one stipulates that leprosy must have pockmarks on the face."
With that said, the Space Marine turned around and looked at the apothecary.
"Brother, what do you think?"
The pharmacist came over, glanced at the wanted poster, and then at Rozim.
"It's similar, very similar."
"No, what's your look on -"
At this moment, several more servants of the war group came over, one of them was holding the disheveled Loken, and the other ones were transporting a man who looked like Ada on a cart and wore a pair of cat ears, completely naked. Servitor.
"My lord, a heretic has been discovered!"
Rozim covered his face in pain, and even jumping into the Star Torch couldn't wash it away.
After glancing at those dirty things, the Space Marine directly grabbed the wanted poster into a ball and smashed it into Rozim's face.
"Record it down. Capture some pirates and heretics and send them to the Sector Legal Department immediately——"
Rozim waved quickly.
"Wait a minute, we are really not pirates, I... I am the chef of the Astral Knight."
"Yeah."
Loken, who was trying to hold up his pants, also said loudly:
"I am also the Tech-Priest of the Astral Knights!"
"Huh? Nonsense! How could the Astral Knights have such shameless scum as you! Not only suspected of piracy, but also suspected of heresy and alien worship!"
Rozim knew that the other party in the war group would not believe it directly, so he added one more thing.
"We are from the Mortal Auxiliary Force! Really!"
"this--"
When he said this, the Space Marines of the Ascetic Chapter really hesitated, so they turned to look at the pharmacist.
"Why don't you tell the chapter leader first and ask him to contact the Astral Knights to see if it is true?"
"Okay, if it really belongs to the mortal troops of the Astral Knights, then don't hand it over to the Legal Department and let the Astral Knights handle it themselves."
"Okay, then I'll contact the Chapter Leader."
Just when Rozim fell into desperate memories, the ship suddenly shook, bringing him back to reality.
This is the ship docking.
"Let Karen and the others not come out first."
After talking to Loken, Rozim began to figure out that the only way now was to meet Soshyan and tell him that he was actually going to help him. Although he didn't help him, at least he proved that he was not doing it all. Himself, this may be able to reduce the punishment.
As the ship's communication port opened, it was Fourth Company Commander Lothar who appeared in front of him. He was looking at him helplessly, pointing at him and saying:
"Rozim, what should I say to you? You've been acting like this for a hundred years, so why can't you change it?"
Lothar was actually a group of seniors who served earlier than Soshyan and Rozim. He had taught Rozim a lesson in the Obsidian Fortress before. When he saw the other party, he could only lower his head and replied awkwardly:
"I...that..."
"Don't say anything. The Chapter Commander has given the order. After you get off the ship, go directly to the prison and squat."
"Ah! This - can you let me tell him face to face?"
"The Chapter Master doesn't want to see you right now. Please stay here for a few days."
Lothar shook his head, making Rozim even more desperate.
"Okay, okay, I won't really let you go to the underground prison to mine. There is a labor camp in the hive city, which is dedicated to the criminal aristocrats. You can take your people and squat there, and wait for the chapter to get angry. I'll naturally let you out once it's gone, but you have to be more honest during this period."
"Then the kitchen..."
"There are so many cooks, what are you worried about? The chapter leader didn't say anything about changing the restaurant master. Don't worry about someone taking your seat. Okay, pack your things quickly. Someone will come to escort you soon."
Rozim had no choice but to return to the boat dejectedly and share the bad news with everyone.
After hearing this, Loken's eyes lit up.
"The labor camp that Captain Lothar mentioned must be Halden Prison. Tsk tsk tsk. I heard that the place is similar to a resort. Not only does it have all kinds of facilities, but it also has high-end call girls!"
"Yo! Really!"
"Yeah, think about it, how can those old men in the nest really make the young men in their own families suffer? The so-called labor camp is just a show. Unless they have committed a very serious crime and alerted the Ministry of Justice, otherwise Basically, I punish myself with three cups of wine.”
Evans also came over with a smile.
"Then let's just follow the boss and enjoy the blessings."
Rozim grinned.
"You can't get back the hardships Comoros have endured, right? Rataxin!"
But no one responded.
Rozim turned around and looked around, but there was no sign of Lataxin.
"Where's my little brother?"
After that, they searched the whole ship but couldn't find the strange guy. After looking at the surveillance video, they didn't find that he had left the ship. Did he just evaporate?
In desperation, Rozim had to arrange for Karen and Chuanquillo to stay on the ship first, and was optimistic about a "treasure" he had captured in Comoros. He had told Lothar not to let anyone touch the ship. The boat can be thrown into the dock warehouse. Anyway, we will deal with it after he comes back.
Afterwards, the people who escorted them arrived. However, what surprised Loken and others was that they were not imprisoned with Rozim. Only Rozim could go to Halden Prison!
And they were thrown into a worse place. Evans was going to the Chapter Punishment Prison, a place where he had to do twelve hours of hard work every day, and Loken was going to be a maintenance worker in a slave factory, with daily working hours. It was also about ten hours, and there were only men in that place.
As for the sentence, it was not stated clearly, but according to Lothar's intention, he will definitely not be able to escape for a year and a half.
In the end, amidst the desperate cries of the two people, the little storm passed——
