The Spirit Mandalorian burst into the kitchen again with a squad of heavily armed soldiers, only this time instead of tranquilizer guns, they were armed with silver blasters with a naked murderous intent that creeped out to everyone in the kitchen.

"Where's the pastry chef?" The voice under the helmet was dull but threatening.

He said to go to the back door...... "The waiter robot responded more calmly than any other organism, so the gatekeeper of the manor left three soldiers with guns and personally led a large force to catch the poisoned assassin."

The janitor disguised his inner turmoil with heavy steps, he had been in the manor for five years, and he had never made any major omissions, and occasionally there were flaws, and he would be exposed to the net because of his status as a "Mandalorian" - after all, it was one of the strongest fighting nations in the galaxy, and its existence itself would be reassuring.

But now, right under the noses of the Mandalorians, President Jamie Brassen, as an employer, has been poisoned! Although he did not die on the spot, the severe allergic reaction caused him to lose face in front of all the guests. Once he is held accountable afterwards, he, the janitor who personally put the murderer in the manor, will not be able to escape the blame!

Don't say anything about the Mandalorian, even if he is a Jedi, I am afraid that he will not escape the wrath of the president.

So before the president wakes up, he has to catch the young human.

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However, all his actions have fallen into Sean's eyes.

Sean stood next to the garbage chute in the back kitchen, throwing the remains of the camera he had destroyed into the garbage chute while unfolding a small projection table in front of his eyes, and the image of the kitchen was presented to Sean through the eyes of FX-6.

The chip I got from Master is so powerful that it can not only turn treasure into waste, but also turn waste into treasure.

Sean sighed for a moment, then reined in his thoughts and began to plan the next phase of the operation.

What came next was harder than any before.

He is going to arrange an ambush in this small space where employees usually smoke and rest, and change his identity from an assassin who absconded after poisoning to a guardian who can walk the manor in the open.

It's difficult, without using the Force, to ambush the elite soldiers who are heavily armed with their bare hands, and to perfectly camouflage and replace them without anyone detecting them...... This is also the most difficult part of the whole plan.

Sean took a deep breath and said to himself in his heart: May the Force be with you.

Master said that during this mission, you should not use the Force in vain. This is partly due to the questionability of the evidence obtained by the Force, especially for people in remote areas, where the Jedi and the Force are like witchcraft, omnipotent and distrustful.

But the more important reason is that this is a trial for Sean, an important summary of what the Jedi Apprentice has learned over the years - what do I have besides those Force skills?

Sean neither intends to put his personal trials above the well-being of three billion people, nor does he want to give up his own trials, so he can only go all out and make up for the shortcomings with hard work.

All along, the Jedi Apprentice has also come over like this, not superstitious about hard work, but will believe in hard work.

Less than ten seconds later, the guards were no longer visible in FX-6's field of vision, and Sean could hear heavy, messy footsteps more clearly.

It's finally here!

The young man glanced at the scene again to make sure that every detail had been put in place: there were bloodstained fragments of chef's clothes at the gate of the garbage chute, as if they had been scratched by sharp edges when they passed through in a hurry; A line of shallow shoe prints stretched all the way to the narrow passage of air, which was narrow enough to fit a thin human male, and the iron mesh at the entrance of the passage had been removed; In addition, the door of the weak electricity room is also strangely open, and the inside is pitch black.

There are enough confusions, and with the intelligence level of the manor guards, it should be enough for them to haunt them here for a while, and the longer this time, the easier it will be for them to move next.

Five seconds later, the janitor rushed into the room with five soldiers, and then was immediately at a loss.

"Boss, the man is gone." A tall soldier uttered a word of nonsense.

The janitor snorted coldly, and through the infrared tracking on the eyepiece, he tried to locate the kid who had escaped, but unsurprisingly found nothing, and only three rows of remaining footprints could be seen in the eyepiece, leading to different locations.

The janitor didn't believe that the human would really evaporate from the world, that he would definitely run, and that he would leave traces when he ran away, as well as the confusion items that covered up the traces, but if he thought about it carefully, it was not difficult to find that there were two confusion items that were really not of any level.

Weak current rooms and vents are impossible, one is a dead end, the other is equally a dead end - to a certain extent, the ventilation ducts will be retracted, so narrow that they will not be able to pass through human traffic at all. Only the garbage chute is wide enough and leads directly to the outside of the manor, but there is a shredding and recycling device in the garbage chute that jumping directly is equivalent to suicide, unless ......

"Boss, just now there was a message from the central control room, and the crushing and recovery device seems to have been damaged by some heavy object."

"It seems that it's right, immediately contact the third team, go to the exit to follow up the clues, and the others ......"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly a subordinate voice came from the weak electricity room: "Boss, something is wrong here, do you want to come and see it in person?" ”

The janitor frowned, but decided to take a look, his men shouldn't bother him with boring things, and the weak room was at least a clue worth seeing.

However, to be cautious, it is better to ...... first

"Boss, it's not good!"

The voice in the weak room stopped abruptly, full of fear, and suddenly made the two nearest soldiers tremble. The janitor cursed and walked through the door.

And at the moment when he stepped into the weak electricity room, the gate of the weak electricity room fell suddenly, and the gatekeeper couldn't help but turn around, and after that, he felt an incredible huge impact from the back of his neck, and the world in front of him suddenly dimmed.

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Sean deftly held the unconscious janitor and immediately began to remove the janitor's armor.

His movements were so swift that he stripped the janitor from his heavy armor almost in the blink of an eye, and at the same time he kept his voice calm and put a tin bucket on his head in a weak electric room and made a dull voice: "No problem, a small trap, I've already dealt with it." ”

Afterward, Sean endured the smell of his armor and put on all the parts one by one, while his hands and feet were strapped to extended, improvised robotic arms to bridge the gap between his stature and that of the janitor.

After a brief tidying up, Sean looked no different from the original owner of the armor. Thanks to the janitor being a spiritual Mandalorian with nothing to show up, and he was wrapped in airtightness, Sean's disguise plan was able to go smoothly, and then, as long as the janitor who was stripped into a naked pig was dealt with, this most difficult hurdle was passed!

And looking at the dark-skinned, unconscious bald middle-aged man on the ground, Sean also sighed in his heart: this person is burly, with heavy armor, and the traces of exercise are quite obvious, if it is a head-on conflict, it will take at least some trouble to take him down with his bare hands, but unfortunately he is only a spiritual Mandalorian after all, and his alertness is still insufficient. If he was on the battlefield of life and death, he would already be a corpse at this time.

The janitor should be glad that this is not a battlefield, so even if he is an accomplice in the abuse, it is the laws of Bergamoore that can decide his life and death, not Sean's personal will.

While thinking, Sean opened the cabinet in the weak current room, which he had already cleared out of a space, he tied the middle-aged man and placed it in the cabinet, and then locked the door. After that, he picked up a broken sounder that he had hidden in the weak current room early and opened the floodgates.

"The trap of boredom."

As he spoke, Sean threw the sounder in front of the minions, and the machine was emitting a distorted human voice: "Boss, it's not good......"

"I'm just wondering, didn't you even realize that the voice in the door was a person out of thin air?"

This question made all the minions bow their heads, and they didn't dare to speak even if they had some doubts in their hearts.

Just now, their reaction was indeed a little stupid, everyone was in each other's sight, the sound in the weak electricity room, what could it be besides a trap? As a result, the boss is personally involved in the risk.

Sean stopped his subordinates, pinched the janitor's communicator again, and asked, "Team Three, have you found anyone?" ”

The communicator quickly responded: "Boss, there are no clues at all, not even footprints!" ”

Sean scolded in the tone of the janitor: "Waste, the person who poisoned is so cunning, how can he leave footprints in the most critical escape passage for you to follow the vine, now go to find out if there is any lost small flying machine in the manor, he is likely to escape by flying machine when he leaves from the garbage passage." In addition, contact the monitoring room and make every effort to collect all suspicious information near the garbage road, I don't believe he can really fly in the manor! ”

After this series of orders, even the most suspicious subordinates no longer doubted the authenticity of their boss - in fact, no one doubted it from the beginning, and the boss was transferred in less than twenty seconds after entering the door!

Most people's minds are actually like: In the event of such a big security incident, who will take the blame and who will be in charge in the end?

And looking at the calm and calm appearance of his boss, most people also feel that even if he is belittled by the president in the future, he will still be promoted back to his original position sooner or later. After all, a Mandalorian willing to be a watchdog is as rare as a Jedi in this marginal galaxy.

After Sean issued the order, he paced in place and said, "Go to the central control room!" ”

Someone under him suddenly wondered: "Central control room? Why? ”

Sean didn't mind and said loudly: "It's simple, I suspect that there is more than one person who poisoned this time!" Even that pastry chef is just a decoy, and if you think about it, with FX-6 guarding the door, what kind of poison can be brought from the kitchen to the banquet hall? ”

"This, boss, do you mean ......"

"And the president just had an allergic reaction, and it was not life-threatening, if it was really an assassination operation, it couldn't be so simple!"

After saying that, Sean didn't care whether his subordinates understood or not—in fact, it was better not to understand, and he was about to stride towards the central control room.

However, just as he was taking his steps, a weak, but unmistakable voice came from the communicator.

"That's right, this operation is not that simple, now, come to me, I have sent someone to check in the central control room."

Sean's footsteps suddenly stopped.

That's the president's voice, and the plan is changing again!