A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

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When Lu Jianan woke up, Bi Shen was in the command room of the Blade Ship, discussing with his adjutant whether they could bring the Beauty Bee family to court based on the existing evidence.

Bishon slammed his hand on the cast steel conference table, causing the holographic projector to bounce half an inch off the surface.

The adjutant re-secured the equipment, and the bee family on the holographic screen still showed insufficient evidence to make a judgment under the court's virtual case pre-run procedure.

"Corsair and Bee Cruiser jointly jump, entry permission granted for the Cygnus Sector of Orion!" Bishon flung the data panel to the end of the table, the glass corner cracking against the alloy surface. "Plus that rescued advanced male—isn't that enough to nail the Queen Bee to the dock?"

The adjutant picked up the data panel and scribbled over the known conditions: "Court trials require direct evidence. We only intercepted peripheral transportation data; there's no evidence that Orion and the Beauty Bees colluded to buy and sell male insects. The undercover agent, being one of our own, cannot testify in court. The Beauty Bees claimed Orion entered the Cygnus sector disguised as an ordinary merchant ship, and that they were deceived; it's difficult for us to prove they did it intentionally."

Just then, the medic's knocking rang out rhythmically: "Report."

Bi Shen was in a bad mood, but when the medical team reported that something had probably happened to the male insect again, he used his insect-transformed vertical pupils to lock onto the shadow outside the door: "Come in."

The black doors of the conference room slid open to both sides.

A young medic entered, carrying a medical recorder: "General, the surveillance footage from your rest room shows that the male insect has awakened."

“…” Bi Shen was already in a bad mood, and after hearing what he said, he felt even worse. “Get out.”

He tapped his knuckles on the financial analysis report of the bee family, his anger simmering with nowhere to go: "You have to tell me about the male bee waking up? I'm the medical team, I'm his female father? Can't you see we're having a war meeting? Can't you tell what's important? Get out, don't make me say it a third time."

As the medic retreated, he bumped into the door frame, and a memory chip fell out of the instrument he was carrying.

The adjutant used the tip of his boot to catch the chip that had slid to his feet, and the scanner on his tactical glove automatically lit up, displaying some footage of yesterday's rescue of the male insect.

The adjutant slapped his fist against his palm: "Master, the male insect was unconscious during yesterday's resuscitation..."

Bishen's sudden surge in pheromones caused the room temperature to drop by five degrees.

The adjutant wisely paused, then continued, "But that gentleman might not have been entirely unaware. He may have overheard the conversation between Orion and the Beauty Bee family. The court always places the highest value on evidence provided by male beetles; if he could appear as a witness—"

Bishen understood. He immediately grabbed the medical chip and called the medic back: "Come back. How's the male insect now?"

The medic returned, looking quite alarmed. "That gentleman has already woken up."

Bishen embedded the chip into the conference table projector, and the pop-up holographic image displayed the medication records from the medical pod.

The two stared at the densely packed records of medications until the adjutant pointed out an unusual peak: "Look here, an overdose of pheromone suppressants was used during the rescue."

"So?" Bishen looked at him.

"Therefore, it is highly likely that you, sir, were previously subjected to illegal drugs by insects to stimulate your FQ."

"According to Article 47 of the Male Insect Protection Law, the use of aphrodisiacs on male insects involuntary circumstances can be regarded as harm to the male insect body."

"But what's the use of all this?" Bishon ripped open his collar, revealing a half-healed gland wound on the side of his neck wrapped in medical tape. "The Beauty Bee Clan can easily say that Orion used it on him. What does that have to do with the Beauty Bee Clan? What I need is evidence of the Beauty Bee Clan's demise. Orion doesn't need that; he could have caught them long ago and beheaded them."

The adjutant reluctantly lowered his hand: "There's nothing we can do then. We can only see if the male insect can make charges against them."

Bishen pulled up a star map and traced three coordinates: "Actually, we can't be so sure. There might be more. Perhaps we can find an undestroyed black box in the wreckage of the destroyed Beauty Bee Clan cruiser."

Adjutant: "No, if they're going to self-destruct, the first thing they'll destroy is the black box."

He was furious. Bi Shen pursed his lips.

Is it really only up to the male insect to make the accusation?

The court is useless; all the evidence the army found is less useful than a single sentence from a male insect.

The adjutant noticed a pale pink seepage from the bandage on the general's neck—he was furious again. The Zerg pheromones were running rampant, and the wound was reopening.

The medic rushed forward with the medical equipment: "General! Your inhibitor..."

"No need!" Bishen covered his wound and waved his hand at the medic. "I was just angry, I didn't lose control. The bleeding will stop in a bit."

The penetrating wound in his glands has rendered him unable to control his pheromones; when he gets emotionally agitated, his pheromones scatter everywhere.

damn it.

Rabies-infected male parasite.

The adjutant slowly typed command codes on the console: "Our biggest problem right now is proving that the Beauty Bees are involved in the buying and selling of male insects, or rather, the harming of male insects. The male insects were brought to the Cygnus Sector by Orion. Why would he come to the Cygnus Sector to find evidence of collusion between the Beauty Bees and Orion...? How do we prove it...?"

"If we can't find the black box..." Bishon's mind raced. "What else can prove their connection? Don't we have any recordings of their communications?"

"..." The adjutant searched thoroughly but found nothing. In the end, he could only say helplessly, "I'm afraid we won't be able to find any evidence on this point."

"But can we just let bygones be bygones by the fact that the Beauty Bee warship self-destructed in front of our army, creating an ionization cloud that allowed Orion to escape?" Bishen's vertical pupils narrowed to slits. "I can sue him on that, can't I? The ionization cloud almost caused the death of the higher male insects, and another cruiser hidden inside even fired at me, although I have no evidence to prove it."

"What if the Beauty Bee Clan insists that the warship's self-destruction was all an accident?"

"Then I'll sue him for negligent obstruction of law enforcement, and for negligently causing the death of the Zerg commander and the male Zerg," Bishen sneered.

In short, the erroneous ionization cloud of the Beauty Bee Clan is a fact that cannot be ignored.

"Those parasites in the parliamentary court want evidence, right?" Bishon suddenly ripped off a bandage, and a drop of the Zerg's distinctive light-colored blood dripped onto the control panel. "Make a report on the residual ionizing radiation in my blood and submit it."

The adjutant froze for half a second, then went to wipe the few drops of blood off the table: "Master! The blood sample of our Mantis Clan's commander cannot be leaked..."

"Now I am the evidence." Bishon slammed his hand on the conference room table!

"Tell the parliamentary court that it either accepts my case as the plaintiff and witness against the Bee Family, or it will wait and see me sail the Blade flagship into the parliament building."

He straightened up: "If anyone thinks it's no big deal for me to go into the ionized cloud, I'll throw them in there to experience it too."