In the living and leisure area of the TR-735, Robin asked Andrew to bring Christine over and order him a cup of coffee from the ship's vending machine.

Half-lying in a comfortable chair at the moment, Robin reviewed the mission reports submitted by the other ships of the fleet through electronic notes, while taking a sip of coffee and saying without raising his head, "Sit down." ”

Hearing this, Christine, who was wearing electronic handcuffs, sat down in front of Robin with a twinkle in her eyes, while Andrew saluted Robin and left silently.

In fact, it is not the first time that Robin and Christine have had this kind of face-to-face conversation, because Christine has taken the trouble to complain to Robin, so the two have met more times during this time than Robin and Cecilia, and Robin has already had a considerable understanding of Christine's surname.

Judging from the resume, the nineteen-year-old Christine is actually only two years younger than Robin. He graduated from Wald College eight months ago with a major in Information Technology and Computing.

Since Christine graduated from a non-military academy, he is not a military in terms of establishment, and he has not experienced the military vocational training of the two-year training camp like Robin, so although he is two terms younger than Robin, he was also officially transferred to the Pluto field in October 80.

In fact, it was purely his bad luck that Christine would be transferred to the military unit in the Pluto Domain. Because judging from his personal resume, his grades in the academy were actually very good, if it weren't for the outbreak of war in July, he, a graduate of the comprehensive academy, would not have been assigned to a military unit at all after graduation, but would have stayed in Wald, Mars, and served in an information department. So, Christine's life was actually completely changed because of the arrival of a war.

Even putting aside the luck factor, with Christine's surname, it is indeed not suitable for a disciplined army. Based on his weak and handsome appearance alone, he was incompatible with the iron-blooded style of the military, and his surname was lively and full of crooked brains, so serving on a remote space station seemed to him to be no different from serving a prison sentence. Therefore, it is understandable that he would want to smuggle to the Raymond Federation, from a personal point of view.

Robin already knew about all of the above when he first talked to Christine alone. Originally, even if Christine's experience was sympathetic, after all, he had already committed the act of smuggling and violated the constitution of the republic, so Robin couldn't help him at all. But Christine, who already knew all this, still went her own way to complain to Robin, and this complaint seemed to have evolved into a habit.

As the commander of the Marine Corps, Robin can actually ignore this, but perhaps because he was touched by his father when he was on Mercury, Robin is now much more kind to these people who make mistakes on the spur of the moment. And talking to Christine isn't really annoying, so Robin is happy to use this excuse to chat with Christine.

"Tell me, what do you want to say this time?" Seeing that Christine sat down and took coffee for a long time without saying a word, Robin stretched and asked with a smile.

"I'm ......" Christine opened her mouth, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"What, there's nothing more to say?" Robin propped his chin with one hand and said jokingly: "I remember yesterday you talked about your first girlfriend, the day before yesterday about your grandmother, the day before yesterday about your teacher, and once before you tried to instigate me, the captain of the Republic, to smuggle with you......"

Listening to Robin's previous conversation one by one, Christine smiled bitterly: "Sir, do you think I'm bored?" ”

Robin was stunned: "Is this the case?" ”

"Well, there's no denying it, I'll admit, I'm really bored." Christine took the coffee in her hand and drank it all with anger, and said with a long breath: "To be honest, I did try to find a way to save myself from serving my sentence at the beginning, but I soon learned that this was not realistic. So what I talked to you about later was really just a desire to get a fussy and find someone to talk to. ”

Speaking of this, Christine paused and said sincerely: "I thought you would hate me soon, but I didn't expect you to tolerate me until now, which I didn't expect at first."

Hearing Christine suddenly say these words uncharacteristically, Robin couldn't help but put away his playful posture and asked with some doubts: "What do you want to say?" ”

"Just now, I was even hesitating whether I should tell you about it, because if I concealed it, maybe I would have had a chance to avoid serving my sentence. But...... When I actually faced you, I realized that I couldn't do that. ”

“……”

Although Christine has not yet said the specific content, from his uncharacteristic expression, Robin knows that this must be unusual, and Christine must have been hiding something all along.

After a moment of silence, Christine stared down at the empty cup in her hand and said in a deep voice, "After you captured us, we actually concealed something in what we said about smuggling. ”

Hearing that things were as he thought, Robin immediately nervously asked, "What is it?" ”

"Surveillance towers."

"Surveillance towers?"

"Yes, a kind of covert cell tower with a surveillance feed transmission function. We told you that we were going to install this surveillance tower on a meteorite near the Kuiper Ring Fault Passage in order to monitor the patrols of the spaceport Marseille patrol, but in fact we were not going to do it, we were already doing it. When you took the space shuttle to survey IS9132, we happened to have just returned from installing the signal tower. ”

Robin frowned: "Why hide this?" ”

"Because if I tell the truth, then we will add a charge of spying on military secrets, which is a first-degree conviction of the state, and I don't want to be sentenced to a few more years of hard labor."

"Then why do you say that now? As you should know, I have no way to influence the outcome of your trial. ”

"Yes, you have no way to influence the outcome of my trial, and you can't help me apply for a commutation of my sentence. But in the current situation, none of that matters. Because if I don't tell you this, then we're all going to die. ”

“……”

Staring into Christine's eyes, Robin believed he meant it. The reason why he was willing to risk a few more years of hard labor to tell himself this must have been what the surveillance tower he had installed had discovered.

A bad premonition made Robin breath short, and he stood up anxiously and asked, "Do you have a signal receiver hidden in you?" Tell me, what signal did you receive? ”

"Red Alert."

Christine took off the signal receiver hidden in the button and threw it in front of Robin, who clearly saw that the button-like signal receiver was flashing a striking red light.

Since the tower equipment that Christine brought out of the space station was the military equipment of the Republic, the program of the signal tower was set up to distinguish friend or foe. Although Christine is an expert in this area, because all he had to do before was to monitor the patrol time and path of the space patrol, he did not change this friend or foe identification procedure. In this way, since the receiver is flashing a red alert, it proves that it is not the Republic spaceship that appears in the monitoring range of the surveillance tower at this moment, but an unidentified enemy spaceship.

A terrible guess suddenly appeared in Robin's mind, and he asked with a pale face: "The monitoring range of the monitor includes r-n black holes?" ”

"Yes."

"And what about the surveillance footage?" Robin roared almost like a roar: "Your surveillance tower can transmit surveillance footage, and since the micro-receiver has received the signal, then the picture signal must also be received!" ”

"Give me a computer, and I can let you see what the receiver is transmitting." Christine wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with some nervousness, and said with a wry smile: "To be honest, I also want to see what will appear in the surveillance footage, if it is a stowaway from the Federation, then I will definitely die." ”

"Give! ～”

Robin didn't hesitate to throw his personal microcomputer to Christine, who turned on the computer without saying a word.

After connecting the flashing red signal receiver with a data cable, Christine's ten fingers suddenly turned into a hazy phantom on the keyboard, and the transmitted signal was converted into video at a dizzying speed.

In fact, Robin handing over his personal computer to a computer expert like Christine is a very dangerous act. Because of Christine's computer technology, he was able to use Robin's personal authority in the computer to hack into the computer control system of the TR-735 ship in a very short period of time, and directly gain control of the entire spaceship. If Kristen wants to do something, now is the best chance.

And the reason why Robin was able to hand over his personal microcomputer to Christine without hesitation was because of his trust in Christine, and on the other hand, the incident was so serious that Robin didn't have the heart to find another computer for Christine to use.

Thankfully, Kristen didn't take advantage of this great opportunity to take the plunge. In less than a minute, Christine decrypted the data from the tiny receiver and converted the data transmitted back from the surveillance tower into a video feed that was displayed on the computer's 3D screen.

"This ...... It's ......"

Robin and Christine were dumbfounded as they watched the shocking images on the three-dimensional screen.

Time seemed to freeze, and they forgot to breathe until the signal was cut off after a 'tick'.

"Let's go! ~" Robin, who came back to his senses in an instant, immediately grabbed the microcomputer on the table, and grabbed Christine, who was still in a daze, and rushed to the bridge of the TR-735.

(To be continued)