Chapter 185 Resource Theft
Scarlett didn't bother arguing with him and went straight to the point: "You're not from around here, are you?"

Matthew continued to play dumb, "What do you mean?"

Scarlett looked at his hands. "You have thick calluses on your thumb, index finger, and the area between your thumb and forefinger. These calluses are very similar to those on Chi Ye's hands, and their distribution is also similar. They are formed from holding a gun for a long time. Gun control is very strict in this world. Only police stations and the black market have them. Given your identity, it's impossible for you to have obtained a gun from a young age and find a suitable open space to practice. So, who are you?"

In Scarlett's memory.

Matthew is an ordinary farmer.

He was not good-looking, came from a poor family, and was in his mid-twenties but still couldn't afford a dowry, so no female was willing to marry him.

He stayed in the house his mother left him, just living a life of idleness and waiting to die.

Upon hearing Scarlett's words, Chi Ye immediately grabbed Matthew's arm and tore off the shirt from his shoulder.

really.

He also had thick calluses on his shoulders.

The calluses here were caused by practicing long spear shooting.

Mo Ting raised his gun, pointing it at Matthew's head. "Tell me, who are you?"

Facing the cold, hard muzzle of a gun, Matthew showed no fear. He glanced at it calmly and sighed softly, "I didn't expect to be discovered after all."

He looked at Scarlett. "That's right, I'm not from here. I'm a detective from Amodia, specifically investigating a resource theft case. This is my identification."

Matthew took out his police officer ID.

He always carried his identification with him, so that one day he could openly and honestly present it to prove his identity.

He'd been here for ten years and had almost forgotten he was a detective.

Mo Ting took his identification.

He glanced at it twice, then handed it to Scarlett, saying, "The documents are genuine."

Scarlett had never seen a police badge before. She glanced at it briefly and noticed the date on it.

有效期:3113年02月15日—3123年02月15日。

She said casually, "My police ID has expired."

Matthew spoke quietly: "There's nothing I can do. This case has taken me ten years, and I haven't found a breakthrough. I can't go back and explain myself."

Resource theft is a serious crime, and once the culprit is caught, promotion and wealth are just around the corner.

Matthew just didn't expect the case to take so long.

They had run out of all their equipment, making it difficult to even return home.

Now we can only wait until we catch them and force them to use their mental powers, which will attract the help of other detectives searching for criminals.

This planet is too backward; we can't rely on them.

However, this group of people seems unusual; perhaps we can use their help to capture criminals.

Matthew chuckled twice, his sly little eyes darting left and right, and said cheerfully to Scarlett, "I don't think you're from this planet either. How about we team up? We'll split the bounty in half, what do you say?"

The case he was investigating attracted attention across the entire galaxy, and the interstellar police department even offered a large reward.

He assumed Scarlett, like him, was after the high bounty.

After all, she has a lot of impressive things to offer and a large following.

He knew he couldn't compete, so he simply joined.

What is the reward amount?

She slightly raised her eyes and glanced at him. "You're not worth cooperating with."

"No, I have value."

Matthew said anxiously, "I know about these criminals' mental strength; I can help you deal with them." "Really?"

Scarlett glanced at her: "Tell me about it."

Matthew: "I think you've seen the wanted posters on the law enforcement bulletin board. Actually, they weren't committing financial crimes, but resource crimes. Resource crimes have such a huge impact, so they're being advertised as economic crimes. They stole resources from six planets and are being hunted across the entire galaxy. I've been chasing them for ten years now. Their last appearance was on this planet, and they've disappeared ever since."

Scarlett frowned: "Why did they disappear without a trace?"

"Mental strength."

Matthew explained earnestly, "Each orc has a critical point in their mental power. If they hide below that point, they can conceal their information and become undetectable. Their leader is a male, and this male has a unique ability: he can not only conceal his mental power but also absorb it. This is why we haven't been able to catch him all these years."

"Absorbing spiritual energy?" Tyron, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke, his voice somewhat cold.

Matthew nodded. "Yes. He's very powerful, probably beyond SSS level. No one can find any information about him; he's like someone who never existed. The only time we fought him was ten years ago, when we sent out the planet's only ten SSS-level orcs, including one female. We fought for three days and three nights, exhausting everyone's mental energy, but we were still no match for him."

"Resource crime? What kind of resource crime? Hasn't the federal government intervened?" Mo Ting asked warily.

Interstellar resources are limited, and each region is clearly defined, with peace treaties signed.

Anyone who violates the treaty will be subject to federal sanctions.

No one can escape.

Matthew looked at him, sighed, and said, "They're stealing resources from lower-level planets."

The so-called low-level planets refer to ordinary planets like B095, where technology and humans have not evolved.

They were too weak; they crumbled at the first blow.

Such planets have limited resources, and few people would consider them valuable.

Moreover, they all depend on other, more powerful planets for survival; there are no monarchs, only lords.

It is not subject to federal protection or constraints.

If war breaks out, the empire it is affiliated with will send troops to suppress it.

Scarlett frowned.

This is a very strange thing.

Resources on low-level planets are extremely scarce; even sixty low-level planets cannot equal the resources of a single resource planet.

Was it worth it for twelve people to go to such lengths only to be hunted down across the entire galaxy?
Mo Ting had the same question.

Both of them looked at Matthew at the same time.

Matthew waved his hand. "Don't look at me like that. That's all I know. I don't understand why they would bother lower-level planets. It's clearly a thankless task."

"Could they be looking for something?" Chi Ye asked casually, looking at the sky outside the door as it was about to brighten.

The words fell.

Four pairs of eyes looked at him at the same time.

His gaze was still somewhat piercing.

He became a little nervous under her gaze, his lips twitched slightly, and he asked, puzzled, "Did I say something wrong?"

"no!"

Scarlett smiled brightly, "Not only is she right, she might even be right!"

Matthew stroked his chin, feigning serious thought. "You know what, it's actually quite possible. That group of them traversed six planets in just one year, and they had to mine resources too. They must have been exhausted or driven crazy. If it were me, I couldn't do it. I'd rather just go to the resource planets and steal or rob them. It's a one-time thing, saving time and effort. They're wanted criminals anyway, so why not go all out and do one big heist!"

Scarlett speculated: "They traversed six planets in a year, yet vanished here without a trace. So, what they're looking for is here?"

(End of this chapter)

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