Debris

Farah is a widowed woman, 30 years old, tall, and healthy. She had long, sleek dark brown hair tied up in a high bun. She wears her favorite mustard yellow dress suit. knee-length skirt With boots of the same color as the dress, wearing an armband showing the position of the agency Most of the officers working in the capital are genetically Dizians like Farah.

Farah works as a Special Investigator Level 8 under the Central Investigation Agency. A special investigation agency with different names depending on its mission. The mission was dubbed "Meteor." Her office is part of the Henson Innovation Institute. which is a subsidiary of Henson Industries Ltd. A large company that owns the center and the asteroid mining concession. including mineral transport partners Supply ships to Mars and others.

The remains of the fallen objects were transported to a large warehouse. As soon as Farah arrived at the building The personal secretary immediately brought the report to submit.

"Boss, please wait." Doris and Myra run after Farah because he had to carry a thick report with him

"What's going on?" Farah asked.

"After salvaging the fallen meteorite Dr. Bran summoned everyone to Warehouse 14."

"I know," Farah said. "Well, let's report it."

"This is it, Chief."

"This mission is called "Meteor!" Mr. Muro is now waiting for a meeting with him," said Myra breathlessly.

"About three o'clock An object streaked through the atmosphere crashes into the Beldisico Forest. Half an hour later, the authorities moved the wreckage to the Beta warehouse. Level 3-6 officers are currently investigating. from the preliminary examination, not a meteorite But it might be a spaceship." Farah's assistant Walks holding a thick folder with many thick volumes of information

"Spaceship?" Farah wondered.

"Well, it might have been part of a spaceship before, look at this."

The two walked towards the main auditorium. Meanwhile, Doris looked at the information from the tablet. Fara took it and opened the picture. Anyway, it's a smashed stone. There are no spaceship-like parts.

"A dented rock with a cloudy crystal lid?" Farah asked.

"It's cloudy because of the heat. Mr. Muro thinks it's more like a Cryo Tube," said Doris.

"Damn it, Cryotube already. What's inside?"

"Right now we don't know."

"Really wasting my time," Farah screamed, the report blown. with frustration

Farah approached a middle-aged man wearing a long white gown. Standing in front of that dented object.... He was Dr. Bran, a man with a big, chubby body. His age was hard to guess, but it was probably over 50. His right face had a burn scar, a beard, and his shoulder-length wavy hair. He has the pink eyes that Solan and Diz are. He is the owner of several research institutes. and is the only Soulmaster Council member who is not a Soulmaster. But he was given the ancient academic title, Doctor, which was considered one of the highest honors that very few people would receive.

"You're late," said Dr. Bran.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I just arrived." Farah bowed. and walked to stand nearby

"A spaceship from Loon?" Farah asked.

"Probably not," said Dr. Bran, "more likely Mars's."

"But even though it is a spaceship, why does it look like a rock?" Farah said.

There was a faint sound of a bell.

"Other committees think like you. but from the scan Found someone inside," Doris told the two of them.

"So what should I do?" Farah turned to Dr. Bran.

"Let's go to the meeting first. The referees should have already arrived." Dr. Bran led Farah to the meeting room.