" Perry Rhodan 0090 - (82) Atlan in Danger" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

right thumb.

Ever since the New YearтАЩs Eve party celebrating the advent of 2044, Reginald BellтАЩs right thumb tip had
become a nightmare to his closest associates. At the party he had accidentally knocked an тАШunbreakableтАЩ
glass decanter off the table. The glass shattered. AndтАФif it werenтАЩt contradictory enough that
unbreakable glass could shatter at allтАФwhile gathering up the fragments, Bell cut his right thumb tip.

From that moment on Bell turned into a superstitious pessimist and, paying no regard to whether one
wanted to hear it or not, he proclaimed that the year 2044 would be a catastrophic year for the Solar
Empire. Until now he had unfortunately been right!

And now he demonstratively extended his thumb towards Perry, whose grey eyes were flashing angrily.
"May I again request that you abandon that insinuation at last, Reggie. It bores me!"

"OK, youтАЩre the boss, Perry, but IтАЩm still right. Now Atlan is up to his neck in water and we are
supposed to help him! We with our handful of spacecraft! And we must not forget that there are still
about 3,000 Druuf battleships cruising in our Universe! Heaven help us if they should one day appear
above Earth, as once happened. Then no Arkon robot ships or Springer clan will come to blast us clear.
Now why does everything unpleasant have to storm in on us from all sides at once?"

Perry Rhodan let Bell talk. He knew him better than anyone else. It was the cheapest, simplest and most
effective method to simply let him ramble on. Finally he would calm down of his own accord.

AtlanтАЩs emergency call was weighing on Perry RhodanтАЩs mind like a nightmare. And the disturbing
incident in Section 065-Propulsion had clearly demonstrated that the Solar Empire was also vulnerable
from within and that the best security measures could be undermined time and time again.

Bell glanced from one to the other, hearing no response to his remarks. "The action at 065-Propulsion is
sure taking a long time."

"Even in the Solar Empire miracles take awhile!" Rhodan sharply replied, silencing Bell.

The long wait had begun. Rhodan had issued instructions that he was not to be disturbed under any
conditions. The exception was, of course, alert signals.

45 minutes after the alert Mercant reported in on intercom. "Sir, the mutant Ishibashi has detected that
the technician, Elvis Artun, is a hypno. Elvis Artun came to us from the GHC Company shortly after the
Springer invasion."

Rhodan was immediately struck by the discrepancy between MarshallтАЩs information and MercantтАЩs
report. "A counter-question, Mercant: just whatis this ArtunтАж hypnotist or suggestor? That must be
determined at once, because if Artun is positively a hypno, we have not yet discovered the suggestor in
065-Propulsion! Mercant, you put some pressure on Kitai Ishibashi. He can find out which faculty Artun
possesses. Mercant, I have very little time!"

Bell didnтАЩt dare say a word. He could see that Rhodan was concentrating on the telepath, Marshall.
Their thought impulses were moving back and forth in a silent dialogue.

"OK, sir! I reached Pucky; the mousebeaver is already on the way to 065-Propulsion!" Marshall now
spoke aloud in order to inform Bell as well. Almost simultaneously RhodanтАЩs microcom to his left became