Of course, Turner didn't know about this conversation on another planet, and in fact, even if he did, he wouldn't care too much about it in a short period of time.

Just like the staff officer said, it not only takes a lot of manpower and material resources to do that, but it is also very time-consuming, which is equivalent to conducting an identity census on three large populated planets at the same time, which is not a small amount of work, and in the face of such an investigation, there may be no way to completely avoid the past, but it is still very easy to delay time.

It was another late night, and the sound of the waves crashing on the shore still resounded in this seaside place with a regular wave, replacing the mother's lullaby, coaxing the children into sweet sleep.

Turner, who was lying quietly on the bed, seemed to have fallen asleep, but in the gradual snoring of Uncle Jack next door, he suddenly straightened up, jumped up directly from the bed, and then fell to the ground silently.

For him, when others are asleep, it is when he works.

Turner got dressed, and then pulled out a mechanical blade from a secret compartment in the corner of the room and plunged it into his waist, which he had only made after he was sure that he would live here for some time afterward, and even Uncle Jack and Aunt Ruth, who were the owners of the house, did not know.

It's been a few more days since the first machine's wiring system was repaired that day, and Ritatter has already started to get his mind to the concentrates, but the deep-sea mining industry here has been in place for so many years that it has been very well protected against similar things.

From inside the mine to the preparation site where they left the tunnel, the workers scanned it three times, ensuring that there was no such thing as stealing.

Since Turner had no way to start from here, he had to think of other ways, and the place he was going to at this time was the one he had finally chosen after these days of observation.

At Airport 4 in Pato, all the ore produced from Turner's site is transported here, loaded and then transported to other locations by cargo ships.

In the whole Pato, there are a total of 7 such transportation airports, plus 4 large seaports, accounting for almost ninety percent of the total transportation of the entire Pato, and the main role of these ports is to transport a variety of products from the deep sea, among which all kinds of ores occupy the absolute majority.

Of all the airports, Pier 4 is the closest to Uncle Jack's house, and even if Turner is purely on foot, he can get there in less than 1 hour, which is one of the reasons why he chose it as his target.

After a few days of exploration, Turner clearly knows that the last take-off and delivery of ore cargo at his construction site was the day before yesterday, that is, there has been at least two days of ore accumulated there, both in terms of quantity and variety, which is very suitable for Turner's needs.

Taking advantage of the darkness between the buildings, Turner carefully avoided one probe after another, and finally came to Airport No. 4, as a pure cargo airport, which showed a corresponding state of chaos, far less clean, tidy and orderly than the tourist airport, and it was precisely because of this that Turner was given the opportunity to sneak here.

Walking along the outer wall of Airport No. 4, Turner soon came to a place where it seemed that some accident had happened not long ago, which caused a break of about 6 or 7 meters in the outer wall of this place, and it was obvious that the airport was too busy with work for people to spare too much time to recover these things, so it was only temporarily placed here with some power grid as a temporary fence.

The grid, where tiny currents flow from time to time, may be more dangerous to others than the façade of an airport, but for Turner, it's a complete problem.

Turner first made sure that there was no one around through the grid, then took out the mechanical blade, started the high-speed cutting, and just like that, he directly put the mechanical blade up.

Airplanes......

A muffled cutting sound immediately rang out, but because of the storage of the gas blade shrouded in the outer layer of the mechanical blade in the high-speed cutting state, the high-voltage current on the power grid that was enough to electrocute a person in an instant did not react at all, allowing the mechanical blade to lightly open an opening in the power grid that was large enough to accommodate him to pass easily.

Quickly get there, then set up the net that had lost the current in the cut and make a gesture, and then, with a cat body, followed by a fish leap, scurryed into the darkness behind a large container before a nearby 360-degree searchlight turned here.

Until this moment, things were going on according to what he had explored and calculated before, but it was only up to this point, because it was the first time he had come in the airport, and it was not clear what the situation was inside, so he could only take one step at a time.

After checking the nearby containers one by one and confirming that they were all empty, Turner immediately moved quickly, and in the cargo airport, even if it was chaotic, the goods were still placed in different categories, so as long as a container containing ore could be found, it meant that all the ore was nearby.

Turner glimpsed through the gap between the two searchlights, then moved against the wall, avoiding the overhead surveillance probe, and then took two quick steps, silently behind a patrolling officer.

He was less than 5 meters away from the man at most, but silently, the man didn't notice it at all, so he walked out more than 20 meters, and at the same time that the man turned around, Turner also followed the trend and flashed, entered the darkness on the side, disappeared without a trace, the man seemed to feel something, turned his head to look, but saw nothing, shook his head inexplicably, and continued to patrol.

Turner entered this container group, and without inspection, the strong smell of seafood already explained what was inside, so he had no choice but to turn his head and continue to touch the next container group.

Soon, Turner had already touched the third container group, and had just come to a container to pry open it to see what was inside, when a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and Turner had no choice but to hide in the darkness on the side.

The footsteps came from a group of three people, who had stopped exactly where Turner had been preparing to unpack, and Turner was wondering what they were doing here at night when he heard one of them speak impatiently.

"Lao Li, you have to be faster, we are delayed today because of some things, we are already late, if we can't get the goods back immediately, the boss will definitely clean up us!"