Wiki hitched a ride to the docks. Before leaving Alessandro, he had one more thing to do - to rent or buy a suitable flying machine.

He walked around the second-hand aircraft market at the docks twice, listening carefully to the sellers or agents boasting about the merits of the aircraft for sale.

In the mouths of these traders, it is as if the spaceships or planes that have long been worn out and outdated have just come out of the production line. They shook their tongues, with actors' rich expressions and gestures, and posed as if they were extremely sad to have to say goodbye to these unparalleled flying machines in the universe with tears.

What's more, the most painful thing is the huge loss in price.

This taxiing take-off and landing spacecraft, which began service twenty years ago, was purchased by the father of the venerable shipowner for sixteen thousand stads, and now it can be sold for twelve thousand stads, and my God, if it were not for the fact that he was in dire need of a sum of money now, his old father, who had died, would have jumped out of the grave and whipped him, and denounced him for being unfilial!

Wiki wasn't bewitched by them, except for a smile that crossed his lips from time to time. He didn't seem to be interested in small, nimble fighters, but more interested in cargo ships or passenger and cargo spacecraft.

In these ships, speed and capacity are also not the parameters that he is primarily concerned with. For the ship he first liked, he would go inside and take a closer look, knocking on the bulkhead to check the shield and weapons bay. For the most part, he doesn't say a word, nods goodbye to the salesman, and goes on to find the next cargo ship.

An experienced agent saw the clue. He pulled Vicky into a corner and whispered in a peculiar language that was a mixture of Kiput's vernacular and Gaia's if Dedication was looking for a cargo ship for a special purpose. The flattering expression on his face was mixed with a meaningful look that suggested that he knew about this particular purpose.

Great, it's really good for "Dedication" to meet him here, he just has one such "gray ship" to provide, would "Dedication" want to go with him to see it? It's close, it's great, now they can go and the price must be fair.

The agent brought Vicky to an ordinary-looking Kurumba Straw Hat passenger and cargo ship, and motioned for him to enter the ship with a pretended cryptic gesture.

The ship resembles the most famous specialty of the small planet that named it, with one end scrolling upwards. The main cockpit in the middle of the spaceship, a weapons bay at the bottom, three cargo compartments and a passenger cabin, and the speed was also good, making it the first choice of free traders at that time.

Vicky walked around the ship, it was neat and it was a few years old, but it was clearly well maintained, much better than the depreciated old ships he had seen before.

He inspected the cargo compartment, passenger cabin, weapons compartment, and tested in the cockpit to see if the shield was good and the console was in order. The ship was in good condition, but nothing special was found.

The wiki glanced inquiringly at the agent. The little man in the red fringed hat chuckled smugly, and said with a look of control: "Dedicated, it is convenient to speak here." I'm sure you're looking for a gray ship with a concealed compartment that can transport things that are not allowed on the law of war. ”

Wiki was noncommittal, waiting for him to continue.

The little man continued, "You don't have any different kind of wasteland, do you?" Please see. ”

As he dropped the last two words, his hand pressed under the armrest of the driver's chair. The underside of the console slowly opened, revealing a new cabin, about ten square meters square and two meters high.

For smugglers or smugglers, this is indeed a very hidden place. What the wiki wants is such a dark cabin. He estimated that the dark cabin should be in the middle of the wheelhouse and the weapons bay, which happened to be cleverly blocked by the part of the hull that was rolled up, so it didn't look unusual from the appearance. Ordinary Kurumba Straw Hat ships do not have such cabins, which must be the result of the owner's modification.

The little man was still chuckling softly, proud of his little trick. Viki nodded: "Not bad." I want to rent it. ”

The agent looked embarrassed. This "gray boat" was entrusted to him by one of his old customers, and it can only be bought but not rented. The price is fair, but only 18,000 stadt. "Dedication" should understand that such a "gray ship" cannot be met at any time, and now that there is such an opportunity, it is an extremely regrettable thing to miss it.

Vicky didn't interrupt his rambling, which gave the little man hope of making a fortune. When the eloquence of Cicero's speech was finally over, he gazed at the wiki with eager eyes, his voice filled with unconcealed longing: "So, dedication? ”

Vicky calmly replied: "Five thousand stadts." ”

The agent's mouth opened wide in astonishment, as if he couldn't trust his ears, and asked for this mouth to add a listening function.

How is this possible?! "Devotion" must be a joke. The ship was almost perfect, and it was very energy-efficient, and it could easily fly from Westtrop to the Midlop, Gaia, and Percian constellations to the Istahiya Constellation in one go. Moreover, isn't that dark cabin very much needed for "dedication"? As long as you carry some diamonds collected from the planet Shoafriga, you can easily get back all the costs, maybe the "dedication" is to hide some Abisinil insides and sell them to Percian, if so, even more. Why bother to miss the Yangguan Avenue to make a fortune for the big cost of nails?

"If you want to make a lot of money, you have to make a big investment." He unquestionably reads this golden rule, quotes it, and supports it with a few arguments, believing that it will shake the Wikipedia's resolve. However, the bombardment had no effect other than parching his mouth.

Vicky's answer was calm and resolute: "Four thousand eight hundred stadts." ”

The agent grabbed the little hat from his head and pinched it in his hands, raised his hands, looked up to the sky, and called out to the gods to remove the leaves that had stubbornly blindfolded the customer, and not to let him suffer the pain of deep remorse later. His extremely engaged performance was so realistic that it seemed to be touched by pity on Wiki's face.

"Dedicated?"

"Four thousand five hundred stadts. Deal or leave. With that, Vicky turned and walked towards the hatch.

The agent grunted, and before Wiki bowed his head and slipped out of the hatch, he made up his mind: "Cash deal, dedication!" ”

The transaction went smoothly. Vicky was in no hurry to get the ship away, and he told the agent that he would pick it up in 7 days. In the transaction information, he filled in the new identity that he had not yet obtained the bioinformatics chip - Maxine from Maple Leaf Star.

Wiki knew he had made a good deal, and the ship was in good condition, although it was old, and with special modifications, it could be worth up to 8000 STD. The agent must have something hidden in such a hurry to make a move. But as long as the ship is okay, Wiki doesn't care.

He had already booked a ticket to Amy's planet Flander. It was noon, and there was still an hour and a half before the flight to the port of Miami in Flander, and he sat in the restaurant at the Phoeniz flight dock and asked for lunch.

He eats slowly, chewing every bite, in part because he has developed a habit during Gemini's brutal survival training to ensure that all food is fully absorbed; Another part of the reason is that he is carefully evaluating this trip to Alessandro.

He was satisfied. The trip went as planned, and all the tasks were completed. Except for the stunned young man who came out of nowhere in the alleyway last night, everything went well. However, the episode did little damage other than the loss of 565 stads, and the expenditure did not exceed his budget for additional expenses.

A shout interrupted Wiki's thoughts. It's like an argument. The voice was familiar to him. He looked up at the floor-to-ceiling window of the dining room and saw a hat embellished with red tassels.

The little agent was shaking his head, his hands swinging exaggeratedly, his eyes shifting from the person he was speaking to to some imaginary god in the air.

"Well, dedication, we have agreed that you can redeem your grey ship by 16/14 for 2500 stads; After this period, others have priority. Today is the 14th, and of course I have the right to sell it to a suitable buyer, a real big guy who pays for it. ”

His opponent was facing Vikki, a wide-brimmed hat obscuring most of his face, and Viki could only see a Malho cigarette curling at the corner of his mouth. "Damn it!" The man smoking a horse-hoc cigarette half-turned around and began to speak, when Vicky recognized the bright eyes.

"Damn it! The deadline you said was the 14th, not before the 14th! I'll just mortgage my spaceship with you for three days, borrow 2,000 stad, and you'll have to charge 2,500 stad, and now you're selling my spaceship behind my back! You liar! Clown! Bloodsucker! ”

Vicky thought to himself, wondering what it would be like if he pulled out those two blasters. As if hearing the silent thoughts in Wiki's mind, the man smoking the horse-to-horse cigarette forked his hand to his waist, as if to touch the two thick gun handles.

As if he had been struck by a bullet, the little man slammed into the ground and cried out, clutching his little hat in his hand: "Murder! Heist it! Judge, well-wishers, help a poor threatened businessman. May the great god Ra bless you. ”

One or two passengers who were entering and exiting the dock stopped and watched them from afar, and more people quickened to leave. The little man shouted even more fiercely, and two policemen who maintained order hurried over with high-energy batons.

"What's going on?" A policeman asked sternly.

"Ah, thank goodness the cops are here! Help me, sir, this outland scoundrel wants to threaten me with a gun! The little man nimbly got up from the ground and stood directly behind the other policeman. The man who smoked the horse-ho cigarette spread out his hands, and a helpless smile appeared on his face, and the corner of the maro cigarette was raised high in mockery.

"We're going to check your passport." The policeman pulled out a data tablet and scanned his outstretched right hand.

"Harrison Jones, Amy?" The policeman looked at him suspiciously, getting a trademark shrug and pouting in response.

The Amy Constellation is the most distant and developed constellation in the galaxy. A lot of people don't like their arrogance and swagger, more people don't like the indifference they have when they go around swiping credit sticks or pulling out a lot of stadts, and no one likes them to be courteous to women except women, but all the planets are jealous of the Republic of Amy and try not to trouble the Amys. Then again, since Amy has a stat, what else can't turn a blind eye?

"Ah, Amy, you didn't say you were Amy, dedicated." There was uneasiness in the little man's voice.

"Free trader, bounty hunter with interstellar license." After the police verified his information, his stern tone was greatly softened. "So, Mr. Jones, can you explain what is going on?"

Jones raised an eyebrow: "Damn it! I just came here the other day, because I needed a sum of money to turn over for three days, so I mortgaged my cargo ship to this clown behind your back, and agreed to increase the price of 500 stadts to redeem the ship today, and this clown sold my ship to someone else. Damn it! ”

The little man grabbed the hat in his hand again, and the red tassel was almost crumpled off. He put on a flattering expression, and his tone suddenly became sweet and gentle.

He hurriedly explained to the "dedication" that there must have been a misunderstanding in the communication, which made him think that the time for the ransom was advanced.

Of course, if the "dedication" had told him in advance that he was an Amy, everything would have been different, and he would have been happy to keep the ship for a few more days, no, it would have been kept forever. Because Amy is always the most trustworthy and generous! He had only saved a ship for an Amy man last month, and the one who was free of "favor" was, of course, exempt from "favor", but the "dedication" of the generous "Great Wilderness" gave him a "small favor" far more than 500 stadt.

He subtly hinted to the two policemen at the same time that it was precisely because of the shyness of the "dedication" who came to pawn the "gray boat" that he did not think that this was an Amy with deep pockets.

"As a gesture of kindness to Amy and my apologies, I am willing to pay Amy another 100 stadts as compensation." The little man's expression was so sincere that even the policemen of the kingdom were moved.

They began to advise Mr. Jones, who came from Amy, to accept an apology and consider reasonable compensation. After all, the poor honest man had only caused a misunderstanding by a language barrier, and — and — they emphatically pointed out — only a verbal agreement and no written contract to prove the exact time of the appointment, which was not to Mr. Jones's insistence on his claim. How about a 500 stadt? Since the agreed redemption price is 2500 stads, this price should be fair, right?

The little man began to wail in pain: "500, 500 stad? My lord?! I still have 3 wives and 7 children to raise. 400 stats is nothing to an Amy big, but to me it's two months' worth of life. ”

Jones spat in disgust: "Stop, clown!" Damn it! I don't want money, just my ship, which I modified myself, the best Kurumba in the entire galaxy! If I want to sell, I'll have to sell it for at least 15,000 stads! As for you two honorable policemen, you are here to bear witness that if I can't get this ship back, I will go to Amy's embassy in Karloi, and the ambassador and His Majesty the King will naturally do justice! ”

The two policemen panicked and turned to the little man. Now, the only way is to find the person who bought the spaceship, explain the situation to him, and ask to reverse the deal.

Vicky has been enjoying this comedy, which adds a nice spice to his lunch.

At this time, the announcement at the flight dock sounded, informing passengers who were taking flight GY-56239 to Miami Port to board the plane. He had to leave the field first.

He carefully folded the used utensils, pushed them to the edge of the table, cleaned up the food crumbs from the table with a piece of paper, threw them into the garbage recycling machine next to him, got up to pay the bill, and walked out to the gate.

At this time, the little man spotted the customer who had just completed the deal with him, and he pointed to the back of the wiki and said to the other three, "Ah! It's him! It was this Marx (the agent mispronounced the name Maxine on the wiki) who dedicated himself to buying the ship just now! They shouted the name together, but Vicky didn't hear it, he just joined the boarding line and disappeared into the gate.