1032.Jebble's Vault (Part 2)
"Threatening me? Huh! That's unnecessary. I can tell you that I put Jabble box in Star Ring on a certain planet. Without the set of coordinates written down in my mind, no one can find it!" Shulk-Heron said with a cold snort.
"So, to sell or not to sell?" the middleman asked.
"500,000, not a penny less, not a penny more, I sold it. But... I asked for a face-to-face transaction, at Mimban." Shulk-Heron said.
"No problem, I'll notify the buyer immediately." After the middleman finished speaking, he closed the communication.
"So, you are the one who wants to buy this 'Jebble's Vault'?" Shulk-Heron looked at the mysterious man in front of him who was wearing a dark cloak and pulled down the hood to cover the upper half of his face.
They are now in a secret stronghold at Mimban, and they have made many twists and turns. Heron can now confirm that the other party cannot bring more reinforcements before starting the transaction.
"500,000 credit points, all in credit ingot cash." Das-Malthael waved his hand, and the only B-1 combat robot next to him immediately pushed over a large box. The box was opened and filled with this metal currency.
Shulk Heron was followed by several big men with round waists and thick arms. One of them picked up a scanner and scanned some of these metal ingots, then nodded to Heron, "The money is no problem, boss."
"So refreshing? Aren't you afraid that I'll take the money and run away?" Shulk Heron asked.
"Haha, He Lunqian really loves to joke. Who is this boss? How could he do such a thing?" The middleman who participated in the transaction remotely through the communicator laughed with him.
"I'm really curious about the identity of this boss." Shulk-Heron's face instantly became serious. "The treasure of Jebble is definitely not money or anything else. From the appearance, I even think this is like a medical cabin..."
"Hey, you..." The middleman felt that something bad was going to happen and quickly wanted to smooth things over.
"If you are really curious, I can open this...'safe' in front of you." Das-Malthael said calmly.
"Can you open this safe? This... no one has opened it for many years? Who are you?" Shulk-Heron asked seriously.
"You have too many questions." Das-Malthael smiled coldly, "Why don't I ask you a question instead? What do you know?"
"Jabble box is related to the destruction of Jubal planet." Shulk Heron said, "Although I am a smuggler, there are some things I know I can and cannot do! There is clearly something in this safe that can destroy the world! I am indeed a smuggler, but I have not lost my conscience!"
"Then maybe this thing can help you understand my identity." Darth-Malthael took out his Lightsaber, pressed the button, and the blood-red light blade shot out instantly, making a buzzing sound, "You deceived the Confederacy of Independent Systems defenders of New Plimps, and used their hands to kill Kuruuru to get the safe, then you should know this."
Shulk-Heron's face darkened, "You are... Dark Followers of Count Dooku... I'm warning you, the thing is in Star Ring of a certain planet, and only I know the coordinates! Kill me, and you can slowly search for it in the vast universe!"
The Lightsaber in Das-Malthael's hand disappeared instantly, and he also put on a bright smile, "Then, 1 million credits, no more."
The middleman on the other side of the communicator was already frightened. He said tremblingly, "Boss Heron, Father Heron, Grandpa Heron... Just sell it... Just sell it, take the money and leave, wouldn't it be nice to pretend that this never happened?"
Shulk-Heron gritted his teeth and struggled in his heart for a long time, and then finally made up his mind, and said fiercely with splitting eyes, "This is something that goes against my conscience! 2 million, not a penny less!"
"Ah, your conscience is so valuable..." Das-Malthael said sarcastically, "While you hid the safe and did not give it to Jedi Order, you were promoting your conscience. In the end, it's just that you don't have enough money. Okay, deal."
He raised his wrist and clicked on Omni-tool. Then Shulk-Heron's communicator vibrated, and he found that his bank account had 1.5 million more credits. He was shocked again, because the other party didn't even ask for his account!!
You must know that this account is an account he uses privately, and the information he uses is not his own at all!
But the matter has come to this, there is no other way, Shulk-Heron said a coordinate, "The thing is..."
Das-Malthael checked on Omni-tool and found that the coordinates were indeed on Star Ring, a gas giant planet in a deserted galaxy. He said lightly, "I will check it out. Whether it is or not, I will always find you again and give you an answer. So, do you have anything else to tell me?"
"There's nothing to say. The stuff is there, I promise! Go get it." Shulk Heron said with a cold face, stood up and asked his men to pick up the suitcase and prepare to leave.
However, Das-Malthael's cold voice came from behind again, "I'm not asking you, is there anything else you want to tell me?"
Shulk Heron was shocked.
"You want me to die at this coordinate, right? What is there? A bomb?" Das-Malthael sneered, "Ever since you realized that I could really open this safe, you have been murderous. Do you think you can hide this from me? Why do you insist on a face-to-face transaction? Don't you just want to confirm this? You want money and a conscience. Is this world really that simple?"
Shulk-Heron's expression changed drastically. He took steps again and said loudly, "The things are not for sale! Put down the money and let's go!!"
However, several of his bodyguards did not react at all. Heron turned around and saw that the heads of these bodyguards were slowly moving away from their necks, and then fell to the ground with a grunt!
"You! Kill me, you will never think of... uh..." Heron looked at the metal fragments that penetrated from his chest in surprise, and then fell down with a horrified expression.
"Ah! Killed! Killed..." The middleman who participated in the transaction remotely screamed and fell to the ground.
However, the next second, his neck was strangled by an invisible force, and then his whole body was lifted up by the invisible force!
He struggled desperately but to no avail. He couldn't even grasp the object that was holding him, so he could only dance in despair.
Then there was a click, the neck bone was broken, and the communication was disconnected.
Darth-Malthael stood in front of Shulk Heron's body and said with a ferocious smile, "Do you really think that if you die, I will never find this safe? Hehehehe... hahahahaha! In front of me, death is just the beginning!"
The powerful Life Force majestically came out of his hand and enveloped Shulk Heron's body. His body was seen floating out of thin air, and the wound on his chest was healing rapidly.
This is the reason why metal fragments are used instead of Lightsaber.
A moment later, Shulk Heron, who was full of lifeless energy, stood in front of Darth Malthael again. He raised his hand and looked at himself. Endless fear suddenly appeared on his face. He fell to his knees with a thud, held his head and screamed loudly, "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasdtssssssss!"
Das-Malthael said, "Shut up! Accept your death! Then tell me, where are the real coordinates of Jabble box?"
"In... in..." Heron's mouth squirmed, and then he covered his mouth.
He was trying his best to stop himself from saying the coordinates, but to no avail. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how he tried to stop him, his mouth still spoke out a new coordinate uncontrollably, "The safe is... at XH88T1L92 System..."
The number shows that this is also a deserted galaxy.
"Very good... Next, come with me. When I open this safe, I may need some test subjects." Das-Malthael waved his hand, only to see the corpses of the bodyguards put their heads back on and stand up.
The spacecraft took off again and flew straight towards the target.
In the asteroid belt of this desolate galaxy, according to the coordinates of Shulk-Heron, Darth-Malthael finally got what he wanted, a large black iron coffin-like box.
When he saw this thing, he was sure...
Muur Talisman, right inside!