1244. The Governor's Wedding (1)
20BBY, January 19th.
Before the two factions of the InterGalactic Banking Clan officially fell out and split, Master Sass-Ting was still investigating the intelligence of Geth in Caladan Planet.
Another storm is quietly brewing in the Milky Way Galaxy Core Worlds.
In fact, the reason why the InterGalactic Banking Clan split half a month later actually succeeded in splitting into two parts was largely due to this storm here.
Rendili system!
Galactic Republic One of the largest warship manufacturing centers.
The one that lit the fuse of the entire storm was the not-so-inconspicuous Gozanti-class transport ship.
The spacecraft, which was spray-painted white and had a double interlocking logo on it, left the hyperspace channel and arrived at Corellian system.
Because during the war, and the situation in Rendili system adjacent to Corellian system was somewhat uncertain, everything including this place has been strictly controlled by Galactic Republic military.
A Z-95 fighter jet immediately approached and sent a communication, [The Gozanti class in front, identification code HX-55483, please stop the engine, lower the shield, and accept questioning and scanning. Please connect to the Galactic Republic Second Systems Army public security band, the band code is 'Corellia-14449'.]
The fighter pilot was a pilot in his 40s. He was dressed casually. He had the data eyepiece hanging aside and was not wearing it at all, but he was very skillful in operating the instruments in his hands - obviously he was a pilot who had returned to the second line to work as a security officer after being discharged from the army.
Seeing the Gozanti-class transport ship obediently lowering its engine output and closing its shields, the pilot moved closer skillfully. He smoothly controlled the fighter jet to circle around the transport ship, and activated the external scanner to thoroughly scan the transport ship's cargo bay.
The communication was connected, and the screen in front of him flashed, and a man with blond hair and stubble on his face appeared in front of him, but he was full of energy. He said hello with a smile and said, "Hello, sir, have you been busy all day? How about going to Corellia for a drink? I'll treat you."
The pilot raised his eyebrows. He could tell at a glance that this man was an old man. Many of them were smugglers or those who explored and dug for treasures. Because there are often some shameful things in their spaceships, they usually say this when someone checks them. It is an unspoken rule.
In fact, to put it bluntly, this means giving some tolls as a bribe. Where you go to drink is also particular. The name of the planet given by this person is basically a hint of how much the bribe is, and he does not really want to invite you to drink there. For example, if someone asks you to have a nice meal at Coruscant, then congratulations, a large bribe is waiting for you. Of course, the risk is also very high, it depends on whether you dare to ask for it.
This person said he went to Corellia for a drink, which meant that the bribe was not actually a lot, but it was enough to keep him happy for a few days. After all, although Corellia is a very developed planet, most of it is factories and manufacturing industries. The wine that ordinary people can drink at Corellia is actually just that.
But this time the pilot didn't appreciate it. He waved his hand and said, "Show me your personal data first, and then tell me clearly, where are you going?"
"Hi, my name is Cun Te. I'm running some goods for Corellia." The man announced his name.
The pilot compared the data, and sure enough, the information of Cun Te was displayed on the computer. In the information, he was a cargo ship pilot linked to Corellia Engineering Company.
However, the Corellia Engineering Company family has a big business. God knows they have tens of millions of drivers under their banner. This information at best shows that his background is relatively legitimate. It would be foolish to think that he is a formal employee of Corellia Engineering Company. Look at the double-ring logo on this Gozanti-class ship. Although I don't recognize it, it is obviously not the logo of Corellia Engineering Company. God knows what this person is smuggling.
"Okay, where to go." Galactic Republic pilot curled his lips, but still casually sent a text message, which was a bank account.
A few seconds later, he saw the computer display showing his bank balance jumping a few digits, a little more than he expected. It's quite refreshing. It's on the road. Not bad. The pilot's mood suddenly improved.
Cun Te lowered his voice and said, "Sir, I am traveling to Rendili this time..."
Galactic Republic The pilot almost choked in his breath. He immediately wanted to return the money, but since everyone had paid the bill, they would definitely not accept the refund. He suddenly became furious and said angrily, "You fucking go to Rendili? Don't you know that all spaceships going to Rendili system are now subject to strict control?! Get out of here right now!"
Cun Te quickly reassured, "No, no, no, sir, listen to me. You need to take a look at your scan results first... What I sent is medical equipment! And I am carrying Medical Technology Industry Company (Medtech Industries) on this trip, so it is not a suspicious item!"
The pilot looked at the scan data, and sure enough it showed that there were dozens of medical pods in the cargo bay of the transport ship. However, this medical cabin is a little different from ordinary medical cabins. It seems to be a new model. He looked at the scanned data and frowned, "You... wait a minute! There are still people in your cargo hold??? More than a hundred people???"
Cun Te said mysteriously, "You don't know this, right? These are clones!"
"Clone?"
"Rendili StarDrive is designing a brand new medical frigate, and it is specially provided for use by Clone Trooper. These devices are what Rendili provides to Medical Technology Industry Company ordered it, and also ordered 120 unconscious clones to conduct experiments to ensure the performance of this medical frigate. "Cun Te said, "This is internal information, and I can only tell you this..."
The pilot saw his bank balance jump a few more digits, and now this business seemed a bit tempting. But he still maintained his rationality and said, "No, no! It's too sensitive to go to Rendili system!"
Cun Te understood it and said, "Of course it is sensitive, so you need to report it to your commander. Besides, there are only a few medical bays and a few clones, what can we do? If you don't believe it, you have boarded the ship and checked."
The pilot saw that the bank balance jumped a few times again, and a considerable bribe was paid in. His tone finally softened, "Okay, I'll report it to the commander."
The amount of money made his heart beat a lot faster, but he also knew that at least nine Chengdu of it had to be handed over to his commander. But if he doesn't hand over 90% of the money, he won't get a penny, because he is the one who ultimately decides whether to let him go or not.
More than ten minutes later, the ship Gozanti-class transport ship from Medical Technology Industry Company was labeled as medical equipment and drugs in the inspection record, and then was released.
The spacecraft arrived near the preset channel, started the hyperspace engine, and disappeared instantly with a burst of white light.
"You are so generous, Cun Te. Do you know that the few words you just said are equivalent to sending out a frigate?" A voice sounded from beside Cun Te, and it was Tang Xiao!
Cun Te laughed, "Compared to you who are going to marry Rendili's daughter, you are still a beast of a sixteen-year-old girl. Why should I be more generous?"