After finalizing the investigation into returning to her "hometown," Luo went back to the hub mainframe and checked the suspicious logistics records and communication logs once more, downloading them all into her auxiliary brain implant.
She had found no further clues—the organization behind those "thefts" had clearly hidden itself well. It had left neither its name nor any reliable network address or code name in any of the records. In fact, if Black Stone Station's database had not been sufficiently special, and the highest operating authority had not always been bound to her, even those few records probably would not have remained.
It seemed she could only find an opportunity to return to the previous hideout and search the backup data from those spaceports and customs facilities for clues. Or perhaps she could ask the guard captain? If the "rat" had been hiding inside Black Stone Station at the time, the guard captain might remember some detail. The local black market might have left traces as well...
Yu Sheng stood nearby, watching everything with a huge metal face. After a long while, he only spoke when he saw Luo sever the data cables behind her. "By the way, your modifications are pretty useful—apart from not being very good in a fight, they cover quite a lot of functions."
The mechanical limbs behind Luo slowly retracted, and the living metal melted back into her body. In the end, it left only a beautiful yet somewhat eerie silver "skin" across her back, like a layer of liquid mercury.
Hearing her new boss, she merely curled her lips. "Could you stop bringing up the fighting?"
Yu Sheng gave a couple of perfunctory replies, then asked curiously, "By the way, does everyone in the Black Dot Group modify themselves like this? Or is it