1351. Traitor
Satine-Kryze frowned and said, "So, a spaceport mechanic with a low income can actually smoke the top spices that only Core Worlds dignitaries in the galaxy have access to, Thyssel tree bark? But in the final analysis, he is just a mechanic?"
"Maybe this mechanic is part of the Pre-Vizsla plan, or one of the screws. So he knows some things, and these things may just be used by Vitaly who is also hiding here and smoking spices. -Orlov heard it. "Hermit said, "I once investigated the two brothers Yuri and Vitaly-Orlov. They do sometimes buy spices secretly."
"Haha, a drug addict, what is yours? Peace Advisor?" Jango-Fett sneered.
However, Satine said coldly, "Haha, addict? You don't know the current Vitaly-Orlov at all, but you judge him based on his previous state when he was forced to engage in criminal activities such as arms trade! Ridiculous!"
"So, I'm right?" Jango-Fett retorted.
"I just want to say one word, get out." Satine-Kryze glanced at him.
"Let's go. Since Vitaly has left us a clue, let's go to the space port and have a look." Hermit said.
"Humph, the message Vitaly wanted to leave us was just Zann Corporation, nothing else. He probably didn't expect that he would still have the opportunity to send the communication. So his line is useless." Jango-Fett said.
Hermit shook his head and said, "Then give it a try and send a message from here."
Jango-Fett turned back to face him, "Are you kidding? Under this damn black shield, any communication..."
He paused mid-sentence, obviously knowing the problem.
"Do you understand? Vitaly should have a deeper meaning." Hermit said.
"Okay, so now the last question is left." Jango-Fett said, suddenly pulled out Blaster pistol and pointed it at Satine-Kryze's forehead!
"What are you going to do!? Are you finally taking off your disguise and planning to murder the current Grand Duke of Mandalore?" Satine said sharply.
"There is no murder, just getting rid of a traitor who has been controlled." Jango-Fett said. He moved his thumb and opened the safety device of Blaster pistol.
"What do you mean?" Satine looked gloomy.
"Don't you find it strange? The whole city has been brainwashed and controlled, but why are you okay? You did say before that you didn't know anything after the device was activated, and then Pre-Vizsla used some kind of hand Duan woke you up and then tried to brainwash and control you in a deeper way, but you said you relied on the tenacious the Will to make them fail twice..." Jango-Fett said.
"This is what happened!" Satine looked gloomy.
"Even if I believe that the above things are true, there is still a problem. Since Pre-Vizsla knows that you have been rescued by us, why has it been almost a full day now and he still hasn't used that wide-area brainwashing device to regain control of you?" Jango-Fett said coldly, "I am wearing this Mandalorian Crusaders armor, and Hermit is Jedi... Well, it is a Force user. The brainwashing device is naturally ineffective against us, but for you?"
"I don't know why! Maybe it's because the thing Pre-Vizsla that made me wake up is still working!" Satine-Kryze said angrily, "Now you are avenging a private revenge in public!!"
She looked back at Hermit, only to find that he had disappeared at some point!
Immediately afterwards, Hermit's steady voice came from behind, "I'm sorry Satine, you just want us to take you to find Vitaly-Orlov, right?"
"You!" Satine turned around and yelled angrily, but the next second, the sinus of her neck and carotid artery was hit hard, and she fainted instantly.
Hermit caught Satine and directly hugged her in a princess hug. "The person being controlled does not know everything as Satine said. This brainwashing method is more similar to a suggestion, or an illusion..."
"Are you going to just take her away like this? In this way, you will be completely unable to exert your combat effectiveness." Jango-Fett took Blaster pistol and spun it around in his hand several times, then inserted it into the holster of his waist with a click.
Hermit said, "We can't leave her behind! No matter whether she is controlled and brainwashed, she is still the grand duke of Mandalore. As long as she is in our hands, she is the biggest bargaining chip."
"This is not what you said, Hermit." Jango-Fett said, "This Grand Duke is obviously devoted to you."
Hermit ignored him and changed the topic. "It seems that what Vitaly-Orlov has mastered is indeed very important. I am afraid that he came here not because he wanted to smoke spices, but because he knew that Satine and the others had been controlled, so he wanted to take refuge. So the question is, how did he escape from control?"
"Maybe he really got addicted during the asylum process, so he came here to smoke spices quietly. He was caught, but he was lucky enough to escape." Jango-Fett said coldly.
"Go to the space port and have a look. There should be clues there." Hermit said.
"Aren't you afraid of traps?" Jango-Fett said.
"No. In order to gain enough trust from us, Satine-Kryze will not risk sending messages under our noses. Have you scanned her? Is there a tracker?" Hermit asked.
"It has been scanned and there is no electronic device on her body." Jango-Fett replied.
"Let's go." Hermit didn't say much. He directly put Satine on his shoulders and walked outside.
The Sundari spaceport is currently the largest spaceport on the entire Mandalore. In the loading and unloading area where the spacecraft takes off and land, countless cargo boxes pile up and everything is extremely messy.
After Hermit and Jango-Fett carefully looked around, they temporarily hid Satine-Kryze in a cargo box transporting electronic equipment, and used the Force to hypnotize her and let her sleep for at least seven or eight hours.
They quietly approached Zann Corporation's office in the port. There was a large warehouse there, and many robots around were sorting the recovered spacecraft parts.
"Are you sure you are here?" Jango-Fett looked at the heavily guarded Guardian from a distance and whispered.
"Not sure, but at least Vitaly-Orlov let us come here." Hermit said.
"No, we can't sneak in." Jango-Fett said, "There are too many Guardian, and the place is not big. It is much more difficult than sneaking into the palace. I may need to go to another place to create some chaos..."
"You should know that I don't have Lightsaber anymore, right?" Hermit looked at him and said.
"I think you can handle it." Jango-Fett patted his shoulder, turned around and ran out quietly.
A moment later, a spaceship suddenly rose into the sky, as if it wanted to escape, and the turrets on the spacecraft were still shooting wildly around!