In the interrogation room.
Constantine paused and asked, "Do you have any explanation for Zhu Yanan's accusation?"
Han Lang shrugged and said, "I don't know what's so special about Transit Station 9527. As someone who abides by the rules, I go to the transit station to trade and cultivate like everyone else. Besides, it's not me who decides which space station I go to. It's the system's automatic allocation."
Constantine said in a deep voice, "Space Station 9527 in Pantheon is known as the Ghost Space Station, a space station that doesn't exist. The reason can be traced back to a long time ago. A person who used to be the top designer of the corporation betrayed the corporation and took away the corporation's most important secret, as well as Space Station 9527.
"We've checked your records, and they've all been modified. That means, on the surface, your behavior is normal. There's no trace of you going to Space Station 9527.
"But by a freak combination of factors, Zhu Yanan used an independent, deep manual search engine that only the corporation's higher-ups have in order to find you. That's how he managed to pry into your secret.
"You're very cunning. You knew that the Alliance's higher-ups wouldn't use a top-notch independent search engine to search for a nobody like you. That's why you brazenly changed the server port records. Only 9527 has this ability! Even our enemy, the Myriad Demons Corporation, can't change the port.
"You must be in cahoots with 9527! Otherwise, why would he change your landing records? To cover up the secret that you've been to Space Station 9527 more than once?! "
Han Lang shook his head with a relaxed expression. "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. I don't know what 9527 is, and I don't know why my landing records were changed. I'm just following the rules you guys set, completing missions, going to the transit station to cultivate and trade. I don't understand anything else you guys said."
"You don't understand?" Constantine's voice turned cold as he said in a low voice, "Let me tell you another fact. After 9527 defected from the Pantheon Corporation, he didn't really leave the corporation. He continued to rely on the secret he stole from the corporation to travel through the corporation's important internal communication lines to steal information.
"In the past, there have been others who have boarded Space Station 9527, but none of them returned. They all died in the hands of that traitor.
"So many people have died. Why are you so special? You've landed on Space Station 9527 again and again, but that ruthless traitor never killed you? As far as I know, you've even benefited a lot from the 9527 space station. "
"How do you explain this?"
Han Lang complained in his heart. He had been screwed over by 9527, that damned fatty. No wonder 9527 was able to drive a space station out to find him and help Han Lang access the dark web and the universe freely. 9527 was a traitor to the corporation, and his space station was not under the corporation's control at all.
It was like a person with a tumor. The tumor was bad, but it was still a part of the body. 9527 was even worse. If he wanted to stay in Pantheon Corporation, he could stay. If he wanted to leave, he could leave. Everyone in Pantheon Corporation knew that there was such a guy loitering in their territory, but no one could catch him!
Han Lang could imagine that 9527 must have taken away a very important secret from Pantheon Corporation, causing others to hate him so much and for him to be so arrogant.
Han Lang smiled and said, "I've said it before. I don't know anything you said. Why am I able to land on the 9527 space station again and again without disappearing? You shouldn't be asking me about this. You should be asking 9527."
"You still dare to quibble!"
"I'm not quibbling. You want to say that I betrayed the group? Sure, show me the evidence! "
"I don't need evidence! If you didn't betray the group, 9527 will not let you go! "
"Bullsh * t!" Han Lang cursed loudly. "I betrayed the group? You make it sound like I want to know a lot of secrets. Up until now, I have been led by the nose! You asked me to go for a trial, so I went for it. You said you wanted to put me on trial, so I was put on trial. "
"As for the secrets of the corporation, I don't know any secrets! Because I'm not an official member of the corporation at all! "
Tan Ding was stunned. Han Lang's words woke him up. If Han Lang said that he had betrayed the group, it would indeed be a mistake because he was not an official member of the corporation at all.
Moreover, Han Lang did not know any of the secrets of the corporation. He was still in the trial period, so he had no chance to betray the corporation even if he wanted to.
"In short, you and your brothers are suspects! Even if you didn't betray the corporation now, it's hard to say in the future, "Tan Ding argued.
"Hahahaha!"
Han Lang suddenly burst into laughter. His gaze turned sharp as he shouted loudly, "My brothers? In the Uncanny Valley, when those powerful Executioners appeared, who fought them? It was me and my brothers! "
"So many of the descendants of the upper echelons of the corporation have run away, and only we are still fighting! The strongest warrior in the Milky Way, Sima Hun Feng, even burned his zero-degree brain region! More than half of our brothers died in battle, and you suspect them of betraying the corporation? "
"Protecting the corporation that we want to betray? We are really crazy! "
"Tell me! When we were fighting in the Uncanny Valley, where were you and your d * mn corporation!? "
Seeing Han Lang's hysterical anger, Tan Ding felt a lump in his throat.
Indeed, it did not make sense. If Han Lang was a traitor, why would he risk his life to fight the Executioners? As the elite of the elites of the Myriad Demon Corporation, in order to kill those Executioners, Han Lang and half of his brothers had died in battle. The intensity of that battle made everyone blush with shame.
Before that, it was also Han Lang who led almost the same group of people and fought side by side with the border army. To this day, there were still many soldiers from the border army who could not forget Han Lang, hoping that he could become an official member of the corporation as soon as possible and join the border army.
Tan Ding even recalled War God Kabri's reaction when he heard about this. His expression was so awkward because it was obvious that Han Lang was a warrior with even more guts than his grandson, Carmen. Although he was of humble birth, his future was limitless. How could such a warrior be a traitor to the corporation?
* Clap! *
Tan Ding's expression was as calm as still water as he clapped his hands.
The door to the interrogation room was opened, and a few soldiers walked in.
"Today's interrogation ends here. I will report every word you say to the board and the upper echelons of the corporation," Tan Ding said to Han Lang.
Han Lang ignored Tan Ding. His eyes were filled with anger. Not only did he not receive flowers, but he was also being judged! Han Lang, who had stood up for the Pantheon Corporation twice, was being judged as a traitor by the corporation!
Han Lang suddenly felt that his heart was very cold.
"Take him away." Tan Ding waved his hand impatiently.
Under the escort of the soldiers, Han Lang was sent to the dungeon under the castle.
When the outer door of the dungeon was opened and Han Lang walked in, an unknown Karmic Fire rose up.
Karak, Dark Night, Zong Wudao, Five Clouds, Sima Hunfeng, Ye Weiwei, Boya, and even Silver Fox were all locked up in the dungeon.
"Han Lang! You're not dead! "Fran shouted at Han Lang.
"Are you alright?" Ye Weiwei jumped up and asked in surprise.
Squeak squeak squeak!
Silver Fox was locked up in a small cage. He waved at Han Lang through the cage, meaning, "Master, I'm here, I'm here …"
Devil's Claw could not speak. He scratched his head dumbly. He should be happy to see Han Lang, but the idiot did not know how to express his feelings.
Wah!
Han Lang's eyes were wet. A tough man like him was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of dragging his brothers into this!
Judging from the current situation, Han Lang might have dragged all his brothers who had helped him and treated him well into this mess.
The few hundred people in the dungeon were all Han Lang's best friends in the Pantheon Corporation!
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