1643. Infiltration (Part 1)
"We don't know whether your body shape and appearance have entered the database of the Republic Intelligence Department, but we have to make the worst judgment. Therefore, you need to become a completely different person."
"Of course, we will naturally rehabilitate you at the end of the mission." Nova walked into the spacecraft, putting aside the huge sniper rifle she was carrying on her back, and then pointed to the medical cabin in front of her.
James-Bond walked in without hesitation. A doctor floated over with three medical robots, taking him to the central operating area and lying on the operating platform.
"Relax, this surgery is not painful. I have formulated a complete plastic surgery plan for you, which will completely transform you into a different person. At the same time, there will be no irreversible plan. After the task is completed, you only need another simple surgery to fully recover," the doctor said.
James-Bond nodded and began to take off all his clothes.
At this time, Nova's voice came from outside, "In order to save time, I will now play the information about your new identity for you. These messages will be directly implanted in your brain, but you still need to use them flexibly. Now follow my train of thought: Your new name is Sunil-Chetri, a wealthy businessman from Quat Planet..."
"You should know that I am not wearing clothes right now, madam." James-Bond said calmly.
"Do you think I should praise you?" Nova said with a hint of sarcasm.
"I mean, it's a pity that we don't know much about each other." James-Bond smiled slightly.
"And I know a lot about you - since you first appeared in front of me." Nova said, "Don't forget, every Ghost is an excellent telepath."
"I'm curious, what does my inner world look like to you?"
"Anyway... it's not something that makes me happy. Although it's not annoying at all."
The doctor's voice cut in, "Okay, we can start. First, I will inject filling material between your spines. After the filling material is fixed, the material will be exactly the same as the bones. This will increase your height from 1.78 meters to 1.85 meters."
With that said, the medical robot began to insert several needles directly into James's spine!
"Um... hiss... this is not the 'painless' you just said." James-Bond held back the pain.
On the other side, Nova explained regardless and played a hologram for James, "Remember your identity, Sunil-Chetri, Quatian, 57 years old, born in Quat Planet. Now open a company called Veer Industrial Processing Company in Duro Planet, specializing in the production of tractor beam generators for engineering. The business has just started, and you are preparing to expand your business through some less legal ways... Then there are the details of life, your wife is..."
The doctor also continued his work with the cooperation of the medical robot, "Then the shoulder width, arm length, and foot model... You have a bad habit of turning your left foot inward when walking. This is related to an injury in your early years. So your foot model also needs to be adjusted according to this habit."
"The way Quatian speaks in the Capital District, they will bite every word very hard, which means there is no ending sound at all. You can understand that the end of each word is a silent 'um' sound... You need to get used to this way of speaking within 3 hours." Nova continued.
"Then for skin color, I will directly increase the melanin content in your skin to make your skin color exactly the same as Quatian. And your face shape also needs to be adjusted... My suggestion here is to make your face a little rounder..."
"Remember, you will provide the middleman with a batch of unregistered 500,000-ton tractor beams, and the price can be one-fifth of the market price."
"How to change the shape of your gums without destroying your bone structure... I happen to have the latest technology here. Umbrella Pharmaceutical Group's latest product... Uh, what do you mean by that look?"
"Here are some professional items for industrial tractor beams. Remember, that person doesn't know much about the profession. You just need to make him think you are professional..."
A luxurious shuttle landed on the Milky Way Galaxy Core Worlds, Byss.
The hatch opened, and a Quatian in a gorgeous robe walked out. He looked to be in his fifties, tall, and his left foot moved slightly awkwardly when he walked. He looked like he was pigeon-toed. If no one mentioned it, no one would be able to come out. This person turned out to be James-Bond!
Behind him were two bodyguards, a man and a woman. The man was burly, black, and wearing sunglasses. He was Ghost Agent Gabriel-Tosh. The woman had blond hair tied back, was dressed professionally, and was holding a personal terminal that stored various data. She looked like a secretary, so she was naturally Ghost Agent Nova.
[Don't alert the enemy, now I find that some Dark Jedi Knight are already patrolling.]Nova's voice came from the minds of the other two people.
[Galactic Republic, power of Voodoo is used more and more. They don't have Jedi Order, restrictions.]Tosh said.
[So you'd better clip your tail, Tosh. Your current fragile nerves cannot bear a blow from Jedi Knight.]Nova said coldly.
[Even now, there are not many Jedi Knight who can hurt me.]Tosh said.
[In short, if you really fall into it, no one will save you.]Nova said.
"If you stop flirting in my head, I will thank you very much." James-Bond sighed.
They came all the way to the door of a bar that looked ordinary on the outside, but actually had an abnormal number of secret guards and bodyguards around it. James-Bond took out a card with a credit ingot underneath and handed it to the doorman. The guard put the credit ingot into his pocket without leaving a trace, picked up the card and scanned it. The information Sunil-Chetri appeared inside, and he nodded.
James-Bond continued to walk in. Another guard stretched out his hand to stop Nova and Tosh, but was roughly pushed aside by the burly Tosh and gave him a fierce look. Even through his sunglasses, the guard felt the chill as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
Arriving at a small private room, Bith, who was also accompanied by two bodyguards, was waiting there.
[This person is not the middleman. First you need to get this middleman to show up. He may be related to the mysterious hyperspace device.]Nova said.