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Chapter 280: Don’t Worry, After 60 Years of Service, He’ll Only Be 80



Chapter 280: Don’t Worry, After 60 Years of Service, He’ll Only Be 80

But Mo Si didn’t interrogate these people.

There was no need for interrogation. The evidence was all sitting in the Military Department’s office—every last piece of it perfectly clear.

Besides, with mouths like theirs... interrogation was unnecessary.

A pane of glass separated the observation room from the cell where the group was being held. They pushed and shoved each other, crying their eyes out. Some tried to send out communications, but the restraint rings blocked all signals. It was all futile.

Every single one of them seemed to be struggling.

Mo Si watched them and coolly activated the interrogation room’s pressure function.

It wasn’t some high-tech feature—it simply increased the atmospheric pressure within a small area.

At ten times the normal pressure, the untrained young masters soon revealed their bestialized Genes, each one pinned firmly to the floor.

Mo Si spoke. "It’s an ugly sight when you yourselves are struggling so pathetically, yet you delight in watching others struggle."

With that said, he left with Qiudao and Changbei.

His dark green half-cape swirled in the air.

That night, the Military Department’s office received numerous inquiries.

The messages weren’t from the direct relatives of the arrested; second and third-tier minor nobles didn’t have the guts. The inquiries came from more influential nobles in high society—in-laws of some of the minor nobles.

After so many years of tradition, the relationships between the various noble families had become a tangled mess. Personal favors were used to flout the law, and the lines had long since been blurred.

In response to these communications, Qiudao had only one reply: "The report is accurate. Our department acted on a warrant, and the evidence of the suspect’s crimes is conclusive."

Later, messages began to arrive from even greater nobles and higher-ranking officials, but Mo Si ignored them all.

The only one who called Mo Si’s private communicator was the Jiang Family.

"Admiral Mo." The man’s voice on the other end trembled slightly. After he spoke, a sharper female voice cut in.

"Mr. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang."

His voice was, as always, calm and distant.

"Admiral Mo, I’m begging you, please let our Tianming go. He’s not a bad kid at heart." Mrs. Jiang was the first to speak, her voice tinged with tears and choked with sobs. "He just likes to go out and have fun sometimes, and he fell in with a bad crowd. They led him astray."

"His nature truly isn’t bad..."

She let out a few more sobs, then continued, "When Tianqi died, our Jiang Family was left with only one heir. If Tianming is gone too—"

"The entire Jiang Family will have no one left! When he was alive, Tianqi adored his little brother. If he knew about this, I can’t imagine how heartbroken he would be!"

Mrs. Jiang was playing the sympathy card.

Mo Si’s gaze lowered slightly, his hand resting on his terminal. His eyes were devoid of emotion. "Mrs. Jiang, there is no need to worry. According to Federation law, the crimes Jiang Tianming has committed do not warrant a death sentence. He will only need to mine on a Low-level Star for sixty years."

"The Jiang Family will not lose its next generation. He is still young. After completing his sentence, he will only be eighty years old. He will still have a century of life to live."

"...???"

When Mrs. Jiang first heard him say "there is no need to worry," a smile had just begun to form on her face. In the next instant, it froze into a question mark.

She immediately pressed, "Admiral Mo, what do you mean by that? Setting aside all other considerations, Tianqi died under your command! You—"

"If Tianqi had not died,"

"then he would have been the one making the arrest today."

With that, Mo Si terminated the call.

That night, on the Federation Star Network’s trending discussion boards, eight of the top ten topics were about the Sixth Army’s elite soldiers arresting a certain second-generation noble at a Federation karaoke bar.

The next day, as soon as dawn broke and the major media outlets came online, Qiudao, acting as the Military Department’s spokesperson, represented Mo Si in releasing the following announcement to the Federation’s primary news networks:


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