"Captain Yu is a little too impatient." Modxin said calmly, "Do you really want me to cooperate with you so urgently?"
Yu Jin smiled and said, "Because Deputy Head Mo is a smart man, the choices made by smart people will never disappoint others."
"But Captain Yu, why must I cooperate with you?" Modxin asked back, "It's too risky to cooperate with you. I can act alone. For things like this, the fewer people involved, the lower the risk of exposure. Captain Yu knows this best, right?"
"That's true." Yu Jin chuckled, "But Deputy Captain Mo, you have to think it over. You don't have much time left."
He paused and gave Modxin some time to think: "Feng Wu may return at any time. Before that, can you really come up with a foolproof plan that will succeed 100%?"
"It's nothing more than a gamble," Modxin said, "but if I don't cooperate with you, I still have a way out. Captain Yu, I haven't seen any conditions that can impress me for the option of cooperating with you."
"Haha." Yu Jin laughed again, "It's nothing more than a condition... Deputy Captain Mo, what if I say that I have a way to make you succeed, even if Feng Wu leaves the Sin Star and returns to the First Legion early, I still have a way to make you the captain?"
Modxin's expression froze, and his pupils shrank slightly. In Jin's opinion, this reaction was undoubtedly a sign that the other party had been moved.
——Obviously, he has already won the game.
This is the end of the conversation between Yu Jin and Modxin.
Yu Jin did not give a specific plan, and Modxin did not give him a clear response, but the two sides seemed to have reached an unspoken understanding on this.
At least that was the case from Yu Jin's perspective. Before the two of them parted, Yu Jin patted Modxin on the shoulder and unilaterally agreed with him on the time and place for their next meeting.
He also said: "Deputy Captain Mo, if you have considered it, please let me know your choice in advance. I believe that Deputy Captain Mo will not let me down, right?"
Modxin didn't give him an answer, so Yu Jin left with a smile.
When Feng Wulin and An'an met up with Modxin, they saw Modxin with a sullen face. The first moment he saw them, he chuckled, "Haha, haha, it makes me want to punch him."
Lin Anan comforted him: "Be patient, Brother Mo, it won't be long, you can punch him as many times as you want."
Modxin sighed, "I know."
Feng Wu glanced at the time and said, "Let's go back to the main hall. The birthday party is almost here."
When the three of them returned to the hall, almost everyone had arrived, including those who had not come to the palace a day in advance.
Lin Anan saw some familiar faces inside, but his relationship with these people was very superficial, just casual acquaintances, and some of them had only been met once or twice by Lin Anan.
As the current acting commander-in-chief of the First Legion, Modxin was surrounded as soon as he entered the hall.
Lin Anan and Feng Wu did not follow him closely, but found a quieter corner and sat down, secretly observing the other people in the hall.
Feng Wu basically knew these people. He secretly introduced them to Lin Anan, telling them which ones can be trusted, which ones cannot be trusted, and which ones have unclear positions, etc.
Lin Anan had a good memory. After Feng Wu's explanation, he had already remembered most of it and could almost match the names and faces of the people.
At this moment, the hall suddenly fell silent for a moment, and someone shouted, "Your Majesty! Your Highness! Your Highness!"
The crowded hall immediately made way to both sides. Feng Wu and Lin Anan followed the crowd and bowed their heads respectfully. They stood up again after Xia Jiyuan and the other two walked to the higher part of the hall.
Taking advantage of the hidden position, Lin Anan looked up at Xia Jiyuan.
The person on the throne was a little overweight, with a pale face and dull lips, and a stiff and unnatural expression, completely different from the Xia Jiyuan in Lin Anan's memory.
Lin Anan frowned, thinking of what Gu Yubai had said before, that there was something wrong with Xia Jiyuan, and she felt more certain.
The birthday party naturally begins with a long and complicated speech.
The tone of the other person's voice was no different from before, but as Lin Anan listened, she heard something wrong in Xia Jiyuan's voice.
——Too stiff.
It was as if someone had set up a program for Xia Jiyuan, and at this moment Xia Jiyuan was just speaking under the impetus of the program.
No, not just his speech, his every move, including his words, movements, and the movement and contraction of his pupils, all seemed to be programmed.
This situation is actually not obvious. The reason why Lin Anan was able to notice that something was wrong was because he had encountered such a situation before.
In the world he had been to, there was a special ability called "control", which was classified under the category of "brain enhancement".
A person with the ability of "control" can completely control a person's daily behavior, physical activities, thoughts, soul, and even life...
Can be controlled.
Such manipulation certainly has a price, and the price is not small. And the state presented by the people who are unfortunately manipulated is exactly the same as that of Xia Jiyuan at this time.
After the routine speech, Xia Yuanhan, who was sitting on Xia Jiyuan's left, took over the conversation: "My eldest brother is not feeling well, so I will take over his birthday speech today."
Lin Anan subconsciously glanced at Xia Changluo, and saw that he was smiling at the corners of his mouth.
Maybe it was because of the light, but Lin Anan felt that his face looked even paler and uglier than when she saw him in the cemetery last night.
There was nothing special about Xia Yuanhan's speech. After he said the last sentence "I hope everyone can have fun at today's banquet", the banquet officially began.
Lin Anan's eyes swept across his face. Among the three people on the stage, only Xia Yuanhan's expression looked the most normal.
Xia Changluo did not stay in the hall for long. After politely declining some people who wanted to toast him, he was helped by Lu Bo to leave through the back door.
Lin Anan noticed that there were several people dressed as guards standing at the back door, who took Xia Changluo and Lu Bo away together. Xia Yuanhan on the stage kept staring at Xia Changluo until the guards appeared.
——Sure enough, he was monitoring me.
Soon after, Xia Yuanhan and Xia Jiyuan also came into the crowd, each holding up a glass of wine and chatting happily with the crowd.
It was clearly Xia Changluo's birthday party, but now that the protagonist was gone, the party was still full of atmosphere. Lin Anan just felt it was ironic.
The two reunited with Modxin, who whispered, "Do you want to test the Second Prince?"
Lin Anan said, "No, let me go see my father first... His Majesty."
Modxin nodded.
There were people toasting next to Xia Jiyuan, and everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding, or understood the unspoken rules. When there were people next to Xia Jiyuan, no one would come forward. Everyone would wait until the previous person finished talking before going over.
However, this also led to many people eyeing the position around Xia Jiyuan, and the position of "next person" was quite popular.
Modxin was quick-witted and quick-handed, and took Feng Wu and Lin Anan to become the next one.
An official who was halfway there was a little angry when he saw this, but when he realized that the person who snatched his opportunity away was the acting commander-in-chief of the First Legion, he could only step back and wait for the next opportunity.
"Your Majesty, are you well these days?" Modxin bowed respectfully.
Xia Jiyuan smiled slightly: "Everything is fine."
Lin Anan, who was standing behind Modxin, secretly observed him. When he got closer, he found that the stiff and awkward feeling became even stronger.
While Modxin was diligently chatting with Xia Jiyuan, Lin Anan flicked the fingers hanging by his side lightly, and a wisp of mental power floated out, silently circling around Xia Jiyuan twice, and soon dissipated.
After finishing the conversation, Modxin turned around and went back to Xia Yuanhan.
As the second prince and the prince most likely to become the crown prince in the empire, the number of people lurking around Xia Yuanhan is no less than that of Xia Jiyuan.
This time Modxin waited for more than ten minutes before he finally found an opportunity to approach and start a conversation.
Modxin said respectfully: "Second Prince."
"Deputy Captain Mo, it's been a long time since we last met. I hope you're all right." Xia Yuanhan smiled at Mo Dexin, as friendly as an old friend who hadn't seen each other for a long time.
...Is it because it has been confirmed that Modxin will cooperate with Yu Jin, which means they are one of us, that Xia Yuanhan uses such a 'cordiality' attitude?
Lin Anan lowered his eyes, and his mood was much calmer than he thought.
He once imagined how he would feel when he saw his good second brother again.
Maybe he regretted that he had not judged Xia Yuanhan well enough. Or maybe he was sad, because he had trusted Xia Yuanhan and regarded him as his closest person. Or maybe he was disgusted, resented him, and so on.
But now, Lin Anan found that she was calmer. No, not calm, but cool.
It is said that time is the best weapon to dilute feelings, and it seems to be true now.
He did hate Xia Yuanhan, but his hatred came more from the damage Xia Yuanhan had caused to the empire and the entire interstellar space, rather than for his own reasons.
While thinking, Modxin had completed his communication with Xia Yuanhan.
Although it was a test, Modxin was afraid of exposing his true colors as he knew Xia Yuanhan's background, so he didn't dare to say much. He only asked about the prince's health.
Many people would probably ask about this, so Xia Yuanhan said, "Brother has an old illness, but this time it's more serious than before. The therapist said they will try their best, but when will he get better..."
He paused at the right time, sighed after his words, and his face was full of worry.
Old illness... Xia Changluo's old illness was his heart problem, but Lin Anan clearly remembered that his eldest brother had told him that his heart disease was relatively stable, and with medication and therapists, there would not be any big problems.
Modxin didn't ask any more questions and stepped aside with Feng Wu and Lin Anan.
While everyone was gathering around Xia Jiyuan and Xia Changluo, the three of them sat in a slightly empty and quiet spot on the edge.
Feng Wu asked softly: "An An, how is it?"
"My father is being controlled by someone." Lin Anan lowered her eyes slightly.
The mental power just now has told him the answer. The method used by the people who controlled Xia Jiyuan was very similar to the supernatural power "control" in his memory, but the energy fluctuations of the two were not exactly the same.
It should be some other method similar to "control". Lin Anan intuitively felt that this method should be the work of people from the X galaxy.
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