Star Wars: Escape from the Jedi Temple Begins

"Chief, there's something I don't understand."

"Speak." Moore stared at the paused holographic projection, standing with his hands behind his back.

"We've encountered quite a few Jedi, and we rarely see them use blasters. But this Jedi Apprentice... is a little different."

"This is exactly what I wanted, an unusual Jedi apprentice. The fact that he doesn't use a lightsaber to avoid revealing his identity shows that he's a master of survival. It's precisely in this situation that it's even more important not to expose his Jedi identity. Unlike those stubborn and arrogant Jedi who only know how to solve problems with a lightsaber."

Upon hearing this, Luke glanced at Moore.

This guy in front of me is the one who likes to solve problems with a lightsaber, isn't he...?

Moore, oblivious to the strange look in her eyes, remained immersed in his joy, muttering to himself, "Unconventional, adaptable, very good! But... too soft-hearted. When dealing with enemies, one should eliminate them without hesitation."

He frowned as he watched Lance refrain from slaughtering the Imperial soldiers. "It seems this apprentice still has much to learn. Perfect, I can help him complete the last piece of the puzzle, then he'll lack nothing. A perfect apprentice, a perfect... tool."

......

In the dark sewers.

Brand looked at Master Dutch and Daven, and said hesitantly, "I feel like I've seen you somewhere before."

"In the D-52 block, you were buying something at a fruit shop and gave us a few jugnae." Master Dutch nodded in thanks.

"So it was you guys."

A flicker of realization crossed Brand's eyes: "Whoever you are, thank you for saving me. I must go back to find my son now; he's in grave danger."

"Calm down, Sheriff Brand." Lance took off his helmet and put his hand on his shoulder.

Brand tried to break free, but found that no matter how hard he tried, it was no use.

His heart tightened, and he looked at Lance with suspicion, realizing something was wrong.

Having just escaped the wolf's mouth, they entered the tiger's den.

This guy is a fierce warrior who can take on a hundred people at once, and the impulse in my heart dissipated in an instant.

Brand couldn't remember when this great god had arrived.

"Please believe us, we mean no harm." Lance withdrew his hand as he saw that Lance had calmed down.

"We have several reasons for rescuing people, but the main reason is that we want to get a way out of Janix City from you."

"If that's what you're after, I can tell you now. There's a sewage tunnel leading out of the city beneath the old power plant in Sector E-34. You can't find the entrance on the surface at all. I discovered it by accident when I was chasing a smuggler."

"Brand, you mean the case you picked up a few years ago?" Klein asked, arms crossed. "How come I didn't see that in your report?"

Brand touched his nose, looking slightly embarrassed. "I don't know what I was thinking at the time. Maybe subconsciously I wanted to leave myself a way out..."

"You really are something... Brand." Klein gritted his teeth, feeling betrayed.

Then, thinking of their current predicament, he lowered his head dejectedly: "You did the right thing, Brand. If you had told me about this tunnel back then, I would have had the construction team fill it with cement mortar. I never imagined it would become our only way out."

Kress's husband and children died in an accident a few years ago, leaving her all alone and ready to leave at any time.

But Brand's heart was with Riley at home. He looked at everyone and said firmly, "I've told you what you want. Now can I leave?"

"Of course, thank you for the information." Lance nodded, then reminded him, "Are you really going back like that? You should know that the Empire has definitely laid a trap there, just waiting for you to walk into it."

Brand clenched his fist and said firmly, "Riri is my son, I can't lose him."

"Brand, I'll go with you." Klein put his hand on his shoulder.

"Me too." Shuang Xue raised his hand.

Brand looked at them.

Friendships forged through life and death are the most precious treasure in the Milky Way.

He was very fortunate to have met the two of them on this planet that was like mud.

That's why Brand didn't want them to die with him.

"I said... you don't need to be so sentimental." Lance couldn't help but break the heavy atmosphere as he watched them leave with no intention of returning.

"What do you mean? Are you mocking us?" Klein frowned, his tone slightly displeased.

"You've misunderstood, ma'am. What I meant was... we can help you again."

Brand and Klein stared at him blankly, wondering if they had misheard, and both looked at the two boots beside them.

"This gentleman did indeed say he would help rescue Riley." Shuangxue said with a hint of surprise.

As a robot, everything it sees and hears is recorded in its memory chip, making it impossible for it to make mistakes.

"Why?" Brand asked Lance, puzzled.

Their goal was to escape Janix City. Since they knew how to leave and the two sides were not familiar with each other, there was no need to risk their lives to get involved in this mess.

"Please allow me to keep this a secret for now. I will tell you the answer once we have safely left this planet."

Lance didn't want to reveal anything about the rebels to them yet, at least not now.

What if Brand and the others fall into the hands of the Empire?

The rebel army was in its infancy and was very fragile, unable to withstand even the slightest storm.

"I believe you." Brand didn't care what their motives were, as long as they were going to save his son Riley, that was enough.

"Then let's set off now."

Lance stood up and instructed the hunter, "Have R2 get ready to leave as soon as the opportunity arises."

"Yes, sir."

......

A shuttle suddenly appeared in the Janix star system, passed through the atmosphere, and came to a stop in the plaza of the police station building.

The hatch slowly opened, and a dark red light illuminated the darkness.

The welcoming group trembled slightly, as if a bloodthirsty beast resided inside.

A figure wearing a metal mask, a black cloak, and a black tight-fitting combat suit emerged.

"Take me to the scene."

Marok's voice came through his helmet to Blake, who was waiting nearby.

"Yes." Blake quickly waved his hand in response.

The commander immediately stepped forward and guided the mysterious man onto the prepared fighter jet.

A moment later, the group arrived at the battle site.

"Don't come near."

Marok left with a command and walked alone toward the wrecked police car.

The police car had stopped burning, but was still emitting black smoke.

Marok bent down and touched the scratches on the ground, his mind immediately filled with screams and the sound of police cars making an emergency landing.

He continued walking until he reached the bunker where Brand was hiding.

Next is the area where the encirclement was torn open.

Marok stopped in his tracks.

"Of the five people, only three participated in the battle. The direction they left was... the railway station."