Chapter 497: Deja Vu

Qu Jianlei saw the actions of the seven people and did not react at all.

It had nothing to do with him in the first place, and he didn't intend to have any communication with the other party.

But I have to say that the luck of these few people is good, and it was him who met.

If it were another person, there would be a high probability of robbery or even murder.

Qu Jianlei has been targeted many times, is it because he has shown a certain value?

The same is true for these seven people. The seven life support cabins are not particularly valuable, but they are worth a shot.

The key point is that as stowaways, they are black households that no one cares about, and killing them will not have any consequences.

Besides, since they have all started smuggling, it is impossible not to bring some belongings, right?

It's just that Qu Jianlei doesn't want to be someone he hates, so he just ignores it.

Another day later, the starship began to jump, and the seven people also hid in the survival cabin.

If he made a move at this time, Qu Jianlei didn't even need to kill anyone, the power of space in the transition would have killed those seven people.

Realizing that this idea actually appeared in himself, he sighed and shook his head, trying to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind.

Sure enough, it is black who is close to ink. After staying in the empire for a long time, his character has been affected to some extent.

Three days later, the jump was over, and the C-rank fighter also came out of the life support cabin.

Then he released the other six.

Although there is a life-support cabin, the condition of the seven people is not very good. They take out food to replenish their physical strength, but they are still reticent.

Half a day later, the starship trembled slightly and began to adjust its speed.

Not long after, another voice rang out, "The anti-smuggling department is conducting an inspection, please cooperate."

Qu Jianlei hid in the corner, his expression became a little weird, why...here again?

In addition to searching the cabin, anti-smuggling team members also opened the door to enter the cargo compartment.

The seven people had already hidden in the dark, and they didn't dare to show their breath.

A total of three anti-smuggling team members went down to the cargo hold, one metal C-level and two remodeled fighters.

C-Class had already put on armor for himself, and then, the lights in the cargo hold turned on, making the dimly illuminated cargo hold seem like daytime.

He walked around frowning, and snorted coldly, "You guys don't treat yourself as outsiders too much, do you?"

"The traces of life have not been dealt with properly, and there is still a bad smell... Who told you to defecate here?"

Qu Jianlei couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, this person was really right, the seven people left too much breath behind.

They didn't defecate anywhere, they were all packed in bags, but the cargo hold was sealed and there wasn't much air flow.

Coupled with body odor and so on, Qu Jianlei couldn't stand it, and occasionally even had the urge to kill again.

It's really not for robbery, it's too smoky!

Fortunately, he restrained his killing intent, and now it seems...restraint seems to be right?

After the C-rank soldier finished speaking, he waited for a while, and when he found no one answered, he snorted again.

"There's no need to hide, the bloody hand asked me to pick up the goods... A group of ants, must I read the incision?"

After waiting for a while, a reformed soldier flashed out and said in a deep voice, "Friend, you'd better read the incision."

"What kind of rubbish?" An anti-smuggling team member moved away, raised his hand, and slapped his face, crisp and loud.

His figure is not too fast, and the opponent probably didn't dare to dodge.

However, the smuggled reformed soldier was not a good guy either. He covered his face and said through gritted teeth, "There is a bomb in the cargo hold."

"Tsk, boring," the C-level metallicity shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "There is a heavy rain on Skyhandle...is that enough?"

"The torrential rain is not as good as the strong wind," the reformed soldier on the other side let out a sigh of relief, "Boss, the incision is correct."

The wood attribute C-level in the stowaway also stood up, "Okay, everyone come out."

Seven people came out one after another. The metallic C-level looked at it, and frowned slightly, "Only seven?"

The smuggled C-level replied in a deep voice, "Two died and three were arrested."

"I don't care about so much, money can't be less," the metal C-level chin raised, "Check the goods!"

The remaining two anti-smuggling team members began to inspect the goods.

Not long after, some contraband was found, and a reformed soldier went up to report.

About half an hour later, he came down with two more people, transported some of the contraband away, and left some behind.

After thinking about it, Qu Jianlei understood that some owner must have paid for the redemption.

Those who refuse to pay or say that their backs are not strong enough will be detained by the other party.

Then the anti-smuggling team led the seven people and left directly through the interior cargo door.

Obviously, this random inspection is not only to pick up these seven people, the anti-smuggling team also wants to make a fortune by the way.

When the cargo compartment became dark again, Qu Jianlei snorted softly, "Hmph, it really sucks."

But at the same time, he was also a little secretly thankful: Fortunately, I didn't take action to kill people and rob money, otherwise I would definitely be exposed.

Good intentions are rewarded, and the ancients never deceived themselves.

In the next two days, nothing happened, and the starship landed safely on Tianrui Star.

It was afternoon when the starship landed, and Qu Jianlei did not leave in a hurry, but just watched the cargo being transported away with cold eyes.

As the evening approached, the starship began to load new cargo, but he still didn't move.

Xiaohu couldn't bear it anymore, "If you don't leave, what if you fly back to Hope Star again?"

"It's only pre-loaded cargo," Qu Jianlei replied casually, "The cargo consigned by passengers will start later."

Xiaohu was speechless, and it took a while before he replied, "You are really...cautious."

Qu Jianlei replied nonchalantly, "A person who travels hundreds of miles is half to ninety, and he has survived eight days. It's not bad for such a shiver."

Sure enough, when it was dark, new cargo began to enter the cabin.

But what left Qu Jianlei speechless was that another stowaway was packed in a container and brought up.

There are really not many stowaways here!

It's just that he didn't continue to pay attention to this matter, but carefully sensed the surrounding situation, picking up a gap and dodging out.

Inevitably, he was still captured by surveillance cameras. Fortunately, he was fast enough to recognize a figure without looking carefully.

As long as you don't recognize it at the moment, it doesn't matter. Xiaohu quickly hacked into the airport data center and deleted the related videos.

In Hope Starfield, Qu Jianlei did not dare to use Xiaohu's ability casually, because he was worried that others would think of artificial intelligence.

On Tianrui Star, he no longer has such scruples, after all, Xiaohu has never appeared here before.

What he didn't expect was that more than an hour later, in a huge building, an alarm sounded...

Qu Jianlei still relied on his mental strength to leave the airport safely.

Feeling the air outside, he couldn't help frowning: the air quality here is really not that good.

The oxygen content is relatively low, and the cleanliness is not high. The key is that there is still a small amount of harmful gas.

This kind of feeling is a bit like Zarif Star or the canyon of Garbage Star. Is this the living environment of the prosperous star field of the empire?

He was frowning and thinking, when a middle-aged woman walked by, dressed up beautifully.

"Do you want to stay in a hotel? There are cheap rooms and beautiful women who can help you apply for a temporary residence permit!"

"What?" Qu Jianlei was taken aback when he heard it. Why does this scene feel familiar to me?

However, his reaction was not too slow, and he spread his hands at the other party, "Do you think I just got off the starship?"

It's not that he didn't carry anything, but he only had a small satchel on his shoulder, so he didn't look like a tourist on an interstellar voyage.

"Didn't you just get off the starship?" The woman frowned, and then smiled again, "There are beauties!"

Qu Jianlei didn't answer any more, just walked around the woman and walked away.

Lan Xing's life experience told him that he should try his best not to speak up on such occasions, and the explanation just now is already a bit superfluous.

The woman looked at his back and spat softly, "It's okay to dress like a foreigner, is it interesting?"

But she didn't think too much about it. The next moment, she greeted a middle-aged man who came over...

When Qu Jianlei heard it, he suddenly realized, co-authoring... Is it the way I dress, which reveals my origin?

He knew that different regions had different clothing habits, not only in the empire, but also in Blue Star.

But because of this, he was recognized by others, which caught him off guard.

At last, it's okay, he found out not too late, just change it in time.

While thinking this way, he strolled down the street.

The place where the star port is located is Panshi City, the second largest city in Tianrui Star.

However, Xinggang is far away from the urban area, more than 40 kilometers away, and the area near Xinggang is relatively desolate.

Qu Jianlei walked unhurriedly, observing the clothes of the people around him while walking.

From a rough look, it doesn't feel like much. I think it's near Xinggang, so there are more outsiders?

As he walked, he found that many people were wearing long gloves with half of their fingers exposed, and boots under their feet.

Is this a local specialty? Qu Jianlei was making calculations when he realized that there were several clothing stores in front of him.

After entering the store, he found that most of the clothes sold here were tied with cuffs and trousers.

Of course, there are also open tops and trousers.

However, Qu Jianlei noticed that the clerk's clothes were all tied with cuffs and trousers, how could he not react to this?

He bought several suits, gloves, and boots, and changed them in the shop right away.

After walking for three hours, he finally came to a relatively lively neighborhood.

There are food sellers, hotels and grocery stores here, and the rare thing is that there are two bars.

It was almost ten o'clock at night, Qu Jianlei thought about it, and went directly to a "drifting bar".

The bar is not too small, with more than 300 square meters, divided into two floors, upstairs and downstairs, basically all the seats are scattered, and there are also a few private rooms.

Qu Jianlei chose an open seat and sat down. After about ten seconds, a waiter came over.

The music was deafening, Qu Jianlei didn't rush to order a drink, but asked first, "What time do we close here?"

"The door is not closed," the waiter replied loudly, "but if you want to stay overnight, there is a minimum consumption."

Qu Jianlei was in a trance again: Why do you feel like spending the night at an Internet cafe?

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