As they neared the end of the passage, they saw what looked like a precision instrument ahead. It seemed to be a dead end.
Tang Chuan suddenly tested him. "But wearing a mask won't help you. If I get caught, you're finished too. Yeah, I'll rat you out."
Moxiu, still wearing his mask, turned back and said, "Then I just won't admit it. At worst, they'll keep me under surveillance for a while. I've got some influence, so they can't just kill me. Besides, the Resistance Army doesn't know my identity.
Once we get out, we won't know each other. Who would believe I'd be willing to take such a huge risk for a strange alien I'd just met?
Oh, and the number that called you earlier has already been destroyed. It can't be traced."
Tang Chuan gave him a one-word reply. "Shady."
Moxiu did not care. "Same to you."
As he spoke, they reached the end. Moxiu fiddled with something, and the panel at the end of the passage suddenly split open, revealing a helmeted head.
The person asked, "Is he the one we need?"
Moxiu nodded. "Yes. His name is Tang Chuan. There's a high probability that he's an agent from a Higher Civilization."
The person glanced at Tang Chuan and said, "Wait a moment. I'll open the door."
Moxiu suddenly stretched out a hand to stop him. "Hold on. Pay the remaining balance first. I've brought him here."
The person hesitated. "Come inside first."
Moxiu promptly pulled out a gun and aimed it at Tang Chuan. "If you don't pay, I'll kill him. I'll leave once I get the rest of the money. Don't expect me to come in—I'm afraid you'll silence me."
Tang Chuan was utterly speechless.
The universe really was fucking dangerous.
Quintessa had been