"That's what I'm going to say to you next, Mr. Kent." Alex put down his coffee cup and handed Robert his watch again.

"The priceless Scarlett laser generator, which says it was donated by Turing Polytechnic Institute, but is actually only from one of their alumni......" he traced the many approvals on the manifest until he reached the original purchase contract.

"It's his e-signature ......" Alex enlarged the contract, and there was a signature in the bottom right corner, and Robert couldn't help but gasp when he saw the name.

"You know that electronic signatures have a lot of convenient benefits, they automatically come with a lot of provisions that come with a legal basis, but black market fraudsters are using them as cash cows, so the Civil Affairs Committee of the Union issued a decree five years ago requiring effective authenticity verification of every electronic signature, and the Commission's information lab came up with a brilliant solution." He began to load software on his watch, scanning the signature.

"They added an algorithm of automatic recording to every valid signature...... The number of each signature corresponded to the contract one by one, so that the audit bureau could check it, and in this case...... "he entered the results of the scan into the public channel of the audit bureau of the Ethnic Affairs Committee, and immediately found a copy of the contract from it."

"So if we change the last digit of his number and see where his next electronic signature is used...... he operates on the pathway.

"We've got this ......," he said, pointing to the query that popped up on the interface and unfolding it in front of Robert's eyes.

"Lindsay. Soderbergh Industries, contract for the purchase of 7,000 units of cryogenic refrigeration equipment. Alex pointed his finger at the same signature in the contract, the light and shadow of the holographic screen dancing slightly under his fingering.

"Your colleague, Deputy Director of the Integrated Planning Directorate of the Development Committee, Freud . Mr. Lantis, he used his private accounts to account for the purchase, so it is inconclusive in your report, right? Alex carefully drank the last sip of the cold frog milk Mocha and gently placed the cup on the table in front of him.

Lantis is actually behind all this incident, he? A small bureau-level official who can't walk on the stage? It's as simple as it seems...... No, it's impossible that his tentacles won't be able to reach out to the Military Council to intervene in the transfer of military administrators, and he's in a relationship with this Linda. What is Allister's connection? What kind of deal can Fakhl make with him? The Schifo Island that Jonny is talking about......

Robert only felt a splitting headache for a while, and the stubborn illness that had been with him for many years had flare-up without warning at this time.

"I can't help but say that you took a big risk by finding me and telling me all this." He frowned, kneading his temples tightly with his fingers.

"I know what you mean, Mr. Kent." Alec said sternly. "I'll tell you, sir, I was hesitant before I came, I didn't know you, and such a chain of events is obviously an unimaginably huge conspiracy......"

"You may have something to do with the conspiracy...... After all, they are all members of the Comprehensive Planning Bureau, and although the report showed their attitude and they were also held hostage of the Zoroastrian independence incident, it is impossible for me to explain all this to you...... I mean, before you determine your personality. Alex chattered and couldn't get to the point.

"Tell me, you investigated me, what made you change your mind?" Robert was a little strange that Alex had shown him meticulous information retrieval and analysis skills, but what glory could he have written in the pathway?

"The good and evil of the human heart cannot be investigated by a few words of information, Mr. Kent." Alex said indeed. But the experience of a person's senses can be passed on. I knew Captain Lin Wei, Mr. Kent, who was a frequent visitor to our house and my father's best comrade-in-arms. ”

"Lao Lin?" Robert suddenly understood. As the captain of his usual car, the "Apostle", Lin Wei did have a lot of contact with him, and the galaxies they had visited together could not be counted on two hands, dealing with disputes and solving all kinds of problems on various colonial planets, and he had also encountered pirate raids, which can be regarded as quite experienced.

"Yes, Mr. Kent, Uncle Lin has great respect for you, and I have described it to him roughly, and I have expressed concern about your position, but he has asked me to tell you everything as it is. If it's Robert. Kent's words, he will definitely find out', these are his exact words. Alex said.

"So to the person who commissioned you to investigate......" Robert forced his head to suffer, trying not to affect his emotions.

"You mean my boss, Michael. Mr. Haydn, of course, he will be the subject of my next report, but first I would like to confirm with you the authenticity and development of that report. Alex nodded.

"The report is true, and before Fakhl declared independence, Zoroaster's grain reserves must have been linked to the Interbank Development Committee, and perhaps not just the Development Committee." Robert knew that he was speaking to the chief of staff. "Don't forget the Heisenberg family's role in this, I mean the cargo spacecraft alone is enough for them to talk about it for a while, but not even the slightest bit of information has been revealed about it."

"Understood, Mr. Kent, is there anything else you would like to ask or add?" Alex asked politely at the end, and after seeing Robert's awe-inspiring shake on his face, he got up to take his leave.

......

It was 5 p.m. standard time, and the otherwise peaceful Orange Street seemed to be coming to life, and pedestrians began to sit in the cafes along the street.

After a busy day, the staff of various organizations of the Union left their eternally complicated work, walked out of the nearby buildings, sat here and drank a sweet drink, and then went home, which has become a daily habit for many civil servants.

The sound of cars honked softly, and a yellow taxi drove from the alleyway at the bottom of the street, slithering slowly down the narrow empty street. This is an old Carision designed specifically for rental vehicles.

Alex walked a few steps away from the café, and when he saw the taxi, he waved at it, and the car slowly drove towards him, and the young chief of staff secretary turned and waved to Robert, who was still sitting in the café on the street, and the silver-haired man, who was struggling with his own intense seizure, also smiled and waved in response.