A long time ago, in a distant galaxy.

The Republic ruled the highly developed galactic civilization, and the capital Coruscant was like a burning star, spreading the light and heat of civilization generously.

However, there must be shadows in the corners that are not as bright as light, and poverty and corruption inevitably grow on the margins of the Republic.

Bergamore, located in the outer ring of the Milky Way, has been silently revolving around a binary star system in obscurity for countless years. Occasionally mentioned, people just sigh at its poverty and backwardness in an understatement.

However, decades ago, a politician named Jamie Blasson rose strongly on the planet Baigamore. With his image of integrity and integrity, he won the support of three billion people on the planet, became the president of Baigamore, and sent his puppet to the Senate of the Republic. In the capital Coruscant, he won the respect of many parliamentarians with his nearly flawless personal image.

In the Senate's view, Jamie Blasson was honest and honest, gentle and humble. Under his rule, Begamore became increasingly prosperous and prosperous, gradually getting rid of poverty and backwardness. The capital Green Light was built by him into a benchmark bustling metropolis, which amazed countless tourists from afar. However, he himself maintained a poor life for decades, and even wore a patched jacket when attending the Republic Conference.

The so-called saint is nothing more than that.

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"Sure enough, there is no real saint in the world..."

A human woman covered her dignified and beautiful face with a gray-white cloak, and walked quietly in a dark and damp alley. Looking at the temporary buildings on both sides and the abandoned children who were trembling under the protection of the buildings, she couldn't help but pursed her lips tightly and sighed in her heart.

Not far from this alley, to be precise, twenty meters above your head, is the proudest bustling city on the planet Baigamore, with green light like steel forests. The architectural style in the city refers to Coruscant. Although it is not as scattered in every corner of the planet as Coruscant, it is as bright as stars for remote and poor planets.

But how many people know that under the bright skin, it has rotted to the core? How many people know that among the 3 billion people in Bergamore, only a very small number can live a superior life in the modern building of the capital [Green Light]?

The woman walked silently, and after a moment, a group of sneaky figures followed behind her.

In this underground kingdom, women walk alone in the slums, almost throwing the best bait into the pond to fish.

Slave dealers who long for top-class slaves, underground black doctors who look for fresh organs, murderers who enjoy killing, and desperate gamblers come one after another.

However, the woman just looked back at the sneaky figures. They were like morning mist encountered the sunlight and suddenly dissipated. These thugs from the underground world couldn't even remember what they came here for.

The woman was not concerned about this. After coming to Bergamore, she had encountered similar things too many times. It was no surprise. She shook her head and continued walking. She walked all the way to a dilapidated hotel. She took off her coat in the only high-end guest room before breathing a sigh of relief. She opened the huge display screen covering the entire wall of the guest room, and used a custom communication device shaped like a bracelet on her wrist to transmit new data.

Two photos quickly lit up on the wall. In the photos, the withered child was locked in a dark cage like a livestock, waiting for his fate like a livestock.

In another photo, as a comparison, the upper class of the city is indulgent and enjoys a wealthy life comparable to the rich people in the core area of ​​the Republic.

Photos like this have lit up the entire wall, and this is just a collection of women who came to Bergamore for a week.

On the display screen, various photos and note strips are connected by lines of different colors, like a dense network, and countless clues point to a core together.

In the center, it is the photo of Jamie Blasson, the president of the planet Baigamore!

It was this President of Begamore, who was well-known in Coruscant, that caused countless tragedies. The mastermind behind almost every large-scale criminal organization came from Jamie Blasson, who was the helm of the consortium and the supreme leader of the gang. Before he took power, Begamore was poor, but he was content with poverty. People never lost their human nature and lived a peaceful life for thousands of years. However, in just a few decades, the surface of this planet was filled with criminals and bones.

All of this is unknown. Jamie Blasson still enjoys the reputation of a saint, and no one can expose his perfect character.

The woman stared at the net of clues on the wall and was silent. At this time, the communication ring on her arm suddenly blew. She placed the communication ring on her desk, and a blue holographic projection appeared.

I saw an alien head that looked like an octopus appeared in my field of vision. The four tentacles on my chin were squirming gently, showing their praising identity. The two round eyes showed an extremely respectful look.

"Salute to you, respected Master Jedi..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman interrupted, "I said it, just call me Mostima."

Kurun people seem a little cramped.

Mostima said: "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a business exchange between colleagues. You have presided over the intelligence work of the Republic in Bergamore. I really need your professional advice."

Kurunren was even more ashamed when he heard this: "Jamie Blasson is a very cunning politician. I have been operating here for many years and I can't catch his painful feet."

"Being able to verify the other party's cunning is also an important work result." Mostima comforted Kurunren, "Do you have any suggestions for the next work?"

As he said that, Master Jedi transferred all the information he collected to Agent Kurun.

When he heard about work, Kurunren quickly turned his attention to his display screen, and then his two huge eyeballs were congested.

"Master, are these the clues you collected? It's true that he is a Jedi Master. In just a few standard days, he has collected so many! Let's take a look... Oh my God, this link of evidence has been very perfect! Next, just add the testimony of Xingfan Hotel and Xiguang Human Resources..."

Before he finished speaking, Mostima lit two new portraits on the display through a communication ring, which were the heads of Xingfan Hotel and Xiguang Human Resources, and their information and related testimony were also transmitted at the same time.

Kurunren was stunned: "...it is worthy of being the famous 'universal Jedi', so the chain of evidence will be completely formed! As long as you submit these evidence to the Senate in the name of the Jedi Order, it should be enough to be accepted, and Jamie Blasson's evil rule will end here!"

The woman pondered and inferred, but after a moment she smiled and shook her head.

"What if it wasn't for the Jedi Order? For example, if it were you, or even an ordinary person who worked in Bergamore?"

Kurunren was stunned for a moment, and his voice fell down: "That would probably be a little insufficient. He rarely dealt with the president's criminal behavior himself, almost all of them were done by others, and there was no strong evidence of crime. Moreover, he operated a nearly perfect character in the Republic. Everyone thought he was a humble and honest political saint. He also had the most prestigious legal team in the galaxy, and had turned black and white many times. In fact, using legal evidence to defeat a political strongman who had been controlling the planet for decades is very far-fetched, so I hope Master, you can..."

"Do you use the name of Jedi to defeat him? Then the essence of this matter becomes that I use the influence of Jedi to forcefully interfere with the judgment of the Senate. Because I can't stand him, I use the influence of Jedi to put on the law to judge him. What is the difference between this and the arbitrary tyrant?"

Kurunren thought for a long time and suggested helplessly: "If you have to collect real evidence from the legal level, then it is not without tricks. Since the Jedi Committee has decided to investigate Jamie Blasson, then with your skills, you can directly find the president and let him reveal the truth on his own? It is the kind of hypnotic technique that only the Jedi people will use..."

Master Jedi deeply regrets this understanding: "The Force skill mastered by the Jedi is a double-edged sword. Of course, I can use the Force to deceive Jamie's mind and let him commit crimes, but in the same way, I can also use this technique to make innocent people wronged for nothing, so the testimony obtained through hypnosis is unacceptable. In addition, since Jamie Blasson is highly cunning, he is likely to deal with it in advance so that he will not reveal the truth when he is hypnotized."

Kurunren said helplessly: "If you say this, the problem will be very troublesome. Jamie has been operating Bergamore for so long, and the whole planet is like a combination of a maze and a spider web. It is difficult to lock in his own way through external clues. If you have to say it, you can only try to find the legendary manor. Someone said that the president built a private manor outside the suburbs of Green Xiguang, where he lived an extravagant life. More importantly, he would entertain some guests who were in the manor, and most of his crimes were designed in the manor. But I have investigated for many years, but I have not found any clues to that manor..."

As he was talking, Kurunren suddenly heard the communication ring on the table jingling again, and the woman's cold face melted a little bit in an instant - although it was only a little bit, Kurunren was sure that he was not dazzled.

Mostima said: "About Jamie's estate, I have asked my apprentice to investigate."

Ku Runren was shocked: "Advisor? Didn't you come alone?"

"Yes, there is also my apprentice Sean. He is still in the stage of cultivation. He is 17 years old but is still very immature and needs more training, so I asked him to go to Xiacheng District to investigate the intelligence of the President's Manor."

Kurunren was stunned when he heard it: "Master, Jamie has always attached great importance to the secrets of the manor. Anyone who dares to investigate privately will be in danger of his life! Not to mention the Xiacheng District, many elite agents under me have evaporated in the Xiacheng District!"

"Yes, so I asked him to be more careful when investigating."

"This is not a matter of carelessness. Your apprentice should be just an apprentice, right? I am bluntly speaking, even if it is a Jedi who masters the Force skills, it is..."

However, while speaking, Mostima had reached out and pressed the multi-person communication button on the communication ring, and another projection appeared next to the octopus' head.

It was a human boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old... Kurunren was not very good at distinguishing the age and beauty of humans, but when he saw this young man with black hair and black eyes, he felt a sense of intimacy at the first moment.

The other party even took the initiative to say hello to him.

"Good afternoon, Master! This is the agent Mr. Squark here. I'm very happy to see you! I have read the "Bergamore Investigation Report" you wrote. The work is really very meticulous and admirable!"

Kurunren's thick skin was hyped up and bloody: "This is so ashamed that there has been no reliable results in several years..."

"No, it is precisely because your work has not achieved any results that the Republic has requested the Jedi Order to send a master to investigate, which has substantially accelerated the investigation process. I believe that the people of Bergamore will remember your contribution in the future!"
Chapter completed!