The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 441

Chapter 441 Investipation

Chapter 441 Investigation

Elizabeth waved a hand, signaling for him to stop talking.

“Let Colonel Barron investigate if he wants to,” she said, “We haven’t done anything wrong, anyway.”

She looked at Deon with clear, steady eyes..

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“But Colonel Barron, let me make one thing clear first,” she said. “That defense system is a trade secret developed by our farm. You’re welcome to investigate, but if you don’t find anything, or if something goes wrong during the process…“”

She paused.

“I won’t be responsible for it.”

Deon looked at her, and a strange feeling rose in his chest.

This woman is way too calm.

investigation, the weight of six deaths, and the threat of having her ships seized,

She’s just a farm owner. Yet, in the face of a military inve she can still smile.

Either she really has nothing to hide.

Or she had seen all of this coming.

“Fine,” he said. “Then it’s settled.”

The investigation began that afternoon.

Deon brought in specialists from the Fifth Military Research Institute. There were three men and one woman, all in their forties, dressed in crisp white lab coats. They had the distant look of people who spent most of their lives dealing with data.

The lead specialist was Kellen Malone, a thin–haired man with thick glasses and an air of permanent superiority. When he spoke, he tilted his chin up as if everyone around him was beneath him.

“These are the ships?” he asked, standing in front of the medium–sized ship that had been attacked. His tone was full of obvious

ľ disdain. “What kind of defense system could a refitted civilian ship possibly have?”

Elizabeth stood beside him with a bright smile. “Good eye, Professor Malone. They are indeed refitted civilian ships.”

Kellen snorted and led his assistants onto the ship.

Deon stood below, looking at the ship, and unease suddenly stirred inside him.

He could not even explain what he was uneasy about.

The reflected energy blast was real.

It happened, and it killed six of our soldiers.

But what exactly was it?

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Time ticked by.

Half an hour later, Kellen came down from the ship–4ooking even worse than he had when he had gone up.

“So?” Deon asked, stepping forward.

Kellen shook his head. “Nothing”

“Nothing?”

“There’s no sign of any defense system,” Kellen said. “The hull is standard military–grade alloy, but that came with the ship itself Your own files make that clear. These ships were refitted from retired military vessels. The modifications were mainly made to the cargo hold and cockpit. The hull was barely touched.”

He paused, a trace of confusion in his voice.

“There’s no energy shield generator, no missile–defense system, not even a basic jammer. It’s just an ordinary refitted civilian ship. no different from thousands of others we’ve seen.”

Deon froze.

“But that reflected blast…”

“I don’t know what reflected blast you’re talking about,” Kellen cut him off. “But my instruments detected nothing. There’s no energy residue on the hull, no special coating, and no hidden launch device. If it really deflected an energy cannon blast, it should have left some kind of trace. But there’s nothing.”

Deon looked at Elizabeth.

Standing nearby, Elizabeth shrugged with an innocent expression.

“I told you. We’re just an ordinary farm. How could we have some advanced defense system?” she said. “Even Professor Malone couldn’t find anything, so that must mean there’s nothing there.”

Deon stared at her with a sharp look in his eye.

“Ms. Schofield, all of us saw that energy blast with our own eyes.”

“Really?” Elizabeth blinked. “Maybe you made a mistake. Or maybe Rupert’s energy cannon malfunctioned and bounced back on

its own?”

“You…”

“Colonel Barron,” Elizabeth interrupted him, her tone still light, “I let you investigate, and your people did. If you couldn’t find anything, you can’t blame that on me, can you?”

Deon took a deep breath and forced down his irritation.

He turned to Kellen. “Could something have been missed? Can

you check again?”

Kellen’s expression grew even darker. “Colonel Barron, are you questioning my professional ability?”

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